It's too difficult to fall in love with rewards

Chapter 146 147. Growth
On August [-]nd, the rain fell slowly until dawn.

The soft and gentle rain drenched the ground black and oily, and at the same time dispelled a lot of the sweltering summer heat.Tachibana Kiyoaki was pulled out of the confinement room by Tateshina early in the morning. It was raining today, so all the training was done indoors.

From the inner courtyard to the front courtyard through the atrium, there are more people waiting.

The kendo hall is located in a very wide corner of the front yard. Tachibana Qingxian walked over wearing a kendo uniform decorated with the family crest, exuding a strong sense of "presence".

Entering the door, bent down and took off the shoes.

The sound of bamboo knives hitting was endless.

Today's kendo instructor is Yagyu Soichiro, Tachibana Kiyoaki's old acquaintance.Seeing Young Master Qing walking in, he raised his eyebrows and shouted at the children beside him: "Listen, everyone under the age of eight, take your swords and attack Young Master Qing!"

Ever since, Ju Qingxian, who had just entered the door, met a group of elementary school students.

Most of these were the children of the senior employees of the Matsudaira family. They lined up in a line, showing their tiny wrists from the hemp leaf pattern kendo practice clothes with black silk on a white background, and stabbed Tachibana Kiyoshi one by one.When they came forward, the mask showed serious and childish eyes, like small stones on the riverside illuminated by the sun.

Ju Qingxian held the bamboo knife and handled these small opponents with ease.

He bent down slightly, leaving space around him, moving forward and back, using his body to attract the children to chop and stab.The waving bamboo knife made him feel like he was walking in a bamboo forest, and he would be attacked by suddenly falling bamboos from time to time.

Playing and playing, Ju Qingxian's young body warmed up heartily.

The laziness and lethargy characteristic of the drizzly morning melted away in the loud shouts.

Yagyu Soichiro lazily watched with a piece of thatch hanging from his mouth.

Young Master Qing has high comprehension and talent, and after only two or three days of teaching, his kendo teaching has emptied all his family assets; this is a good thing, let this Young Master Qing who is deeply admired by children and regarded as the future patriarch To teach kendo instead of himself, right in the arms of this foolish kendo instructor.

Not long after, Xiao Wei, who was wearing a white kendo suit, also came in.

She lazily performed a set of warm-up moves, and slashed several times with an empty knife.

Ju Qingxian, who was besieged, was still in the mood to pay attention to her.

Xiao Wei is white and tender, her arms are a little fat like babies, but her wrists are extremely weak and pitifully small, and you can even see the thin veins and nerves when chopping and twisting.

After warming up, Miss Wei took a look at Ah Qing.

"Ha~"

Yawned.

Then I found a cushion and fell asleep on my stomach.

Xiao Wei also slept in Ah Qing's room last night, and both of them played until very late.Xiao Wei doesn't understand why she is sore all over now and has no energy at all, but Ah Qing is still alive and well...

The rain outside the window was getting heavier.

The sultry, humid air in the kendo hall was filled with the strong sour smell emanating from the growing boys.

After the practice with the primary school students, Tachibana Kiyoaki was wiping off his sweat, and Soichiro Yagyu, who had watched the excitement for a long time, came over to congratulate him and said, "Master Qing, happy birthday."

"Want to come over for a bite of cake?" Ju Qingxian asked while wiping off his sweat.

"No, no, no..." Soichiro Yagyu hurriedly waved his hand, glanced around, then lowered his voice, and whispered in the young man's ear, "Your mother, I feel scared just by looking at it..."

"Understand."

Tachibana showed a helpless expression.

"Well, if I fight with you, it's a birthday present for you." Yagyu Soichiro said rather narcissistically.Before Ju Qingxian complained about him, he held a bamboo knife, saluted in front of the shrine, and stood opposite Ju Qingxian in the kendo arena.

Soon, dozens of children in the stadium took off their masks and came to watch.

Tachibana Kiyoaki spun around the blade and assumed a standing sword posture, and Yagyu Soichiro also spun the sword in a posture.

"Master Qing, a sword has no eyes." He joked.

Ju Qingxian thought to himself, I've already killed you...in a dream.

Faint sunlight shone in from the high windows, and the wiped floor shone like oil. The floor was extremely elastic, and it undulated softly like a sticky cake when you stepped on it.

The two people in the confrontation squatted halfway and stretched out their bamboo knives, and when they stood up, they put on a horizontal posture.

The sound of the friction of the kendo uniform came out very clearly.

Observing Young Master Qing's posture, Soichiro Yagyu only felt freehand and casual. Although he didn't have the sense of grandeur and solidity of masters of kendo, he also had a very bold and desperate energy unique to young people.Not only is his posture graceful, but even the white skin slightly exposed under the collar of the kendo suit is like the air in a summer morning, full of freshness and coolness.

Not to mention his strength, just from that leisurely demeanor, one can know that the opponent must be a master with outstanding sword skills.

...and he is really handsome!

Even before the competition started, some little girls in the Kendo Gym had already let out bursts of cheers.

The two swordsmen, one big and one small, stretched their sabers to the right firstly, then took five small steps back, and put the sabers in their flanks.

After completing the etiquette, the first round of the game can start.

Tangerine clearly calmed down.

……bring it on!
When the two bodies approached again, Yagyu Soichiro raised the sword over the head from the left, and Tachibana Kiyoaki raised the sword from the right over the head, and they attacked each other in time.

The bamboo knife collided.

"ah--!"

Liu Shengzong stepped on his right foot coldly, and continued to attack from the front.

His physique and strength are bigger than Ju Qingxian's, this blow like a mountain crushing, suddenly fell on the top of Ju Qingxian's head like a thunderbolt.The bamboo knife is accurate and powerful when it is cut down, and the place where the blade passes is like a thick and elegant woolen fabric that has been split.

At the moment when the bamboo knife was about to hit the top of his head, Ju Qingxian took a step back to the left.

While dodging, he withdrew his right hand that raised the saber overhead, swung the saber sharply from behind, and slammed Yagyu Soichiro in the face.

"Drink!" Yagyu Soichiro stared at the young man with sharp eyes,

The bamboo knife was about to fall on his head. At that moment, the eyes of the two had a conversation in the air. This was a quicker and more intuitive communication than words.Then, Soichiro Yagyu tilted his head and dodged the knife.

Ju Qingxian sank the bamboo knife that was slashing at his head, and pointed at his throat again.

Yagyu Soichiro calmly raised the knife from the left to block his knife, but the young man's blade turned around and slashed him horizontally from the left side where the flaw was exposed.

"Ah~"

Yagyu Soichiro jumped up in pain.

The first round ended like this. If it was a real battle, the master of swordsmanship would have died under Tachibana Qingxian's hands.

"No, it doesn't count, come again..."

Then, the two stretched their knives to the right again, and started the second round of contest...

This morning, Yagyu Soichiro died eight times.

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After leaving the kendo gym, Tachibana Qingxian took a bath, feeling refreshed physically and mentally.

After a simple lunch, he didn't rest, but took Xiaowei to the boxing gym again.

Of course Xiao Wei doesn't practice boxing, but she likes to watch Ah Qing practice.

Tachibana Qingxian was at the edge of the ring, wrapping a bandage around his fist.

The bandage feels very comfortable, and on the back of the hand, on the flat part between the second joint and the third joint, the rough cotton cloth rubbing against the skin like a ritual... Originally, his pair of clean and sensitive aristocratic hands , was gradually tempered by him into an aggressive, strong and solid hand that never showed emotion or nerves.

The hands are still clean and delicate, with the intricate lines and beautiful skin that would please a palmist.

But its inside has changed.

...It became more like Mrs. Yu's small hands.

The pair of gloves that I put on for the first time have been cracked in the past one and a half months.The crack tore the leather surface to pieces, it was not so much a glove as it was the glove's carcass.

But Ju Qingxian didn't intend to replace it.

The big ugly glove still wraps his palm so softly and warmly, and it can also be wrapped around the wrist just right.

"Is it okay?" The boxing instructor asked thoughtfully, "If it doesn't fit, I can bring you a new one."

"No, that's fine."

Ju Qingxian came to the side of the boxing practice dummy wearing gloves.

"Ah Qing, I'm coming..." Xiao Wei ran up holding the helmet protector.

As if enjoying a coronation ceremony, Tachibana Qingxian asked her to help him put the helmet on.Then, he shook his head and tried to hit the bridge of the nose and between the eyebrows of the dummy, lightly at first, and then with all his strength, and tried a few touches to prepare for the stage.

"Master Qing, your talent is too high." The boxing instructor said from the side, "I'm afraid after today, I won't have anything to teach you. Maybe I'm no longer your opponent..."

"Then let's start quickly."

Ju Qingxian jumped onto the boxing ring in one step.

The boxing instructor also put on gloves and protective gear, and stood opposite him.

Another boxing instructor acts as Master Ching's observer.

Around the boxing ring, there suddenly appeared a lot of half-naked figures of silent youths and teenagers, their hands wrapped in white bandages, and their eyes worshiping and solemnly looking at the stage.

"Smaller. Bigger."

"Go ahead!"

"Foot! Feet! Feet!"

"Go up!"

"Too small, no way."

"You can't hit with your fingertips, relax, the body is over."

"Turn around! Turn around!"

"Put your right hand up gently, right hand!"

"One more step. Another punch!"

It was very lively on and off the stage. Twenty or thirty young people waved their fists and shouted. How articulate, loud and clear the young shrill voice was.

On the stage, Tachibana was clear, waving his fists heartily.

For more than half a month in confinement, he was like a domesticated and petted animal. Although he was cared for passionately, there was an indescribable sweet feeling in his heart, but he was more Many still yearn for the vast and free blue sky above their heads.

No matter what, you have to fight yourself!

...fight for freedom!

Feeling up in his heart, he aimed his fist at the kendo instructor's cheek, stomach, and liver, waved it mercilessly, and won a burst of applause... For the past half month, Master Qing has been the topic of conversation in the Songping family, and he naturally appears in all in people's sight.

He spent more than half a month letting these people know the general appearance of the young master.

young, simple, handsome;
Sweat, galloping, jumping, bright sky, green fields and other symbols that symbolize youth are all interpreted by him;

Blind loyalty, harmless fighting spirit, youthful obedience, and exuberant energy, all the traits that are required by the family to be beneficial to the family and easy to control, have also been well acted out by him... All in all, he succeeded won the favor of most people.

The rain did not know when it stopped.

By the time boxing practice ended, the sun was already setting in the arena through the windows in the walls.

A halo of light shrouded the heads of two or three teenagers, the sweat on the chins of some people reflected the light of the setting sun, and the hair and feet on the back of Young Master Qing's head were inlaid with a layer of gold by the setting sun.The dried sweat beads that stayed on the hairy feet were all crystal clear and gleaming.

"Master Qing, happy birthday."

"And Miss Wei too."

"Let's go back and take a shower quickly, and we'll go there together when we're done..."

Amid the congratulations of these people, Ju Qingxian and Xiao Wei walked out of the boxing gym.

"How do you feel about the teaching of today's actual combat exercise?" Xiao Wei asked.

"It's average, I'm just defeated by my subordinates." Ju Qing said triumphantly, "Although that guy is a good boxer, he is vulnerable to your Ah Qing..."

"Smelly, you are as courageous as your mouth."

"Isn't there a saying that 'men rely on guts'?" Ju Qingxian covered her face with a smelly towel that had wiped off sweat.

This sweat almost made Xiao Wei faint.

"Orange! Clear! Show!" Xiao Weiyi pulled off the towel and roared like a kitten whose tail was stepped on: "If I don't step on your face into the shape of the sole of my foot today, I will only be 13 years old ..."

"Haha~"

Ju Qingxian jumped away first.

The two chased from the front yard back to the inner yard one after the other. The servants and female relatives along the way all gave them blessings and envious eyes: In the eyes of many people, Master Qing and Miss Wei are a match made in heaven. the pair.

Running to the inner courtyard, the sun slanted westward through the woods.

The twilight sky can be seen through the gaps between those trivial and complicated branches that spread out like a fan.

Although it is located in the busiest downtown area of ​​Tokyo, the hustle and bustle of the metropolis is not found here at all.

For the rest of the evening, in the middle of the sky and the vast house, there is a sense of complete isolation... The yin energy of this house seems to have the function of purifying the dust, and it has become purely its possessions, including through The color of the sunset on every grass tip is pure and clear.

The evening clouds like red splashed ink patterns hang on the sky, dense crows are slowly cruising on it, the eastern sky presents a dark blue tone eroded by the night... Ju Qingxian and Xiao Weiyilu fight Noisy, passing the shrine, ready to go back to the room to take a shower and change clothes, and then go to the birthday party.

But when passing a corridor behind the shrine, Tachibana Qingxian slowed down.

Behind the bushes outside the corridor in front, there emerged a face as clear and beautiful as a gourd flower that was very clumsily hidden.It was a young girl, she lowered her head, dodging the eyes of those who came, and stood there shyly.

Tachibana Qingxian saw the little head at a glance, and could tell it was Rinko from a distance.

"Xiao Wei~"

"what?"

"I want to eat shaved ice."

"Okay, I'll ask my servants to get it done."

"I want to eat shaved ice made by Xiao Wei herself."

"Tsk, you are really troublesome..."

Xiao Wei stopped.

The blond girl tilted her head, glanced at Tachibana Qingxian with a look of "I can't help you", and then happily made shaved ice.

(End of this chapter)