I just want to repair a flute [Martial Arts]

The next morning, while eating breakfast, Yuan Dongyuan asked his son as if nothing had happened: "I heard that the light was on in your room last night. Did you not sleep all night?"

Yuan Suiyun scooped a bowl of porridge for him and handed it to him with both hands, while smiling and answering: "Chu Xiu is not used to my room yet, so I only lit the lamp for him last night. I guess I won't do that today."

Even though the former owner of the manor had been prepared, he was still irritated by his son's blunt answer and his arrogant expression: "It's not like I didn't arrange a guest room for him, why does he have to live with you?!"

"Dad." Yuan Suiyun asked calmly in a matter-of-fact tone. "When my mother was still alive, did you two live in separate rooms?"

"Nonsense! Your mother and I are a legitimate couple, how can you generalize?!"

"If you don't object, I have no intention of hiding from others." After going blind, the slander of outsiders could no longer defeat him, and Yuan Suiyun didn't think that others were qualified to comment on his private affairs. The person who was really qualified to comment was sitting next to him, and he looked like he had no mood to eat at all: "Suiyun, you have finally recovered, why do you want to go down such a wrong path? This Wuzheng Villa will always fall on your shoulders in the future. Do you want to watch this huge family business go to waste?!"

"How could there be no successor? Fourth uncle and fifth uncle have always hoped that I would die early so that my cousins ​​could become the next owners of the manor. Sixth uncle has only one daughter, but my cousin's martial arts are actually better than those of my cousins, and her character is more stable. If you have to choose someone from the same generation, I would rather you choose her. Seventh uncle has been away from home all year round, free and easy, but he is the best martial artist among the uncles. If he were to take charge of the manor, it would not bring down the reputation of our Yuan family." Yuan Suiyun talked freely, and it was obvious that he had already thought about it in detail. Hearing what he said, Yuan Dongyuan was a little speechless for a while. After a long while, he murmured tiredly: "But you are my only son, the treasure left to me by your mother. Naturally, I hope that after I die, everything in Wuzheng Manor can be inherited by you... Is this just my extravagant hope?"

Hearing this, Yuan Suiyun was silent for a moment, and then he said firmly: "If you want me to inherit the villa, then I will definitely inherit the villa. No matter who or what, no one can stop me!"

"That sounds nice. Yes, you have always been gifted and hardworking, and your martial arts are far better than others in the villa. I also know that, but is martial arts everything? Can you fight against the whole world?" Yuan Dongyuan advised earnestly. "Suiyun, when I was young, I also thought I was omnipotent, and I also wanted to do something unorthodox and earth-shaking. There is nothing strange about this, and I will not blame you for it, but in a few years, you will find that your current thoughts are so ridiculous! It will not bring you any benefits, and will make you a shame and a laughing stock in the eyes of others! You are my child, and I, as a father, can never... I can never see you end up like that!"

Yuan Dongyuan said this with absolute certainty. He also knew that the friendship between young people was the purest and most intense, and that a temporary obstruction would not actually separate them. Therefore, he was prepared for his rebuttal, but Yuan Suiyun took a spoon and drank a mouthful of hot porridge with a smile, and then said to him: "It's not that there are no benefits. At least, I have never liked anyone else as much as I like him."

Every day with Yun Chuxiu was very interesting. Although he brought him a lot of trouble, wasn't solving the trouble also a kind of fun?
Yuan Dongyuan: “…” Although he also admired Yun Chuxiu, he never expected that his Suiyun also had such a side.

Out of sight, out of mind. Yuan Dongyuan found an excuse and angrily left the table before he had even taken two bites of his meal. Yuan Suiyun did not chase him, but finished his breakfast leisurely, then returned to the yard and started his daily morning exercises - he had slept too late last night, which affected his daily routine.

When Yun Chuxiu finally got up from the bed with difficulty, put on his clothes and walked out of the room, he saw Yuan Suiyun teaching Ding Feng a set of peculiar sword techniques. The sword techniques were ethereal and pure, as beautiful as the vast smoke and rain at night. Yuan Suiyun turned his footsteps lightly, as if he was strolling in the garden. At the same time, the sword moved with his body, and the sword body swayed lightly like a willow branch. However, with a twist of his body and a twist of his waist, the sword light suddenly turned into flying catkins, which tightly enveloped the enemy!
"What a great sword technique!" Yun Chuxiu blurted out. His master and his senior brothers were all masters of swordsmanship, but they had never seen such a magical sword technique. After practicing a set of moves, Yuan Suiyun threw the long sword in his hand to Ding Feng, motioning him to try it himself. Turning around, he saw him leaning against the door, still looking lazy, and couldn't help but asked with a smile: "This set of sword techniques is called 'Returning Wind and Dancing Willow', which is the secret of the Bashan Gu Family Sword House. Do you want to learn it?"

If others heard him ask this question, they would immediately agree to it out of gratitude. However, Yun Chuxiu was not very interested: "If I want to learn swordsmanship, Master has many swordsmanship techniques to teach me. Forget it."

"It's really strange. Everyone in the world is proud to be the best swordsman in the world. Why don't you have such an interest?"

"Because... Lao Yuan, don't you think that it's actually those swordsmen who spoiled the swords?" Yun Chuxiu walked into the yard, stopped by the weapon rack, picked up a knife at random, and waved it twice. "It is said that the sword is the best of all weapons, and the knife is the courage of all weapons, but people who use swords always shout that they must be loyal to the sword, honest to the sword, and give everything to get the sword's recognition. How come the knife and other weapons don't have so many problems?"

He had had this doubt for a long time, but because his master and senior brothers were all swordsmen, he certainly wouldn't be so tactless as to bring it up in front of them. Now that it was Yuan Suiyun, there would be no such problem.

Yuan Suiyun really laughed and said, "Why do you take those flattering words to heart? After all, not everyone is qualified to comment on swords. Most people in the world are just those who seek fame and reputation. Even if everyone says so, how many people in the world can be truly sincere about swords?"

Yun Chuxiu thought for a moment and said, "I don't know about the others, but I did see a very scary swordsman, who was my master's enemy. The two of them have been fighting for most of their lives, from their youth until now, but there is still no result. However, my master seems to be tired of it and told me and my senior brother to just watch him and avoid him... It's really boring to spend half of my life on such a useless fight."

He sighed softly. Yuan Suiyun smiled and said, "Many people live just to fight for a breath of air. The fight that you think is boring is the lifelong pursuit of many people!"

"By the way, a master should be followed by his disciples. Since they can't decide who is the winner, and you and your senior brother are two disciples, shouldn't the disciples be allowed to compete? Or, does your master's enemy have no disciples?"

"You are absolutely right. Dizang, my master's enemy, used to have a disciple, but he is gone now." Yun Chuxiu threw the knife back onto the weapon rack and jumped over to hold Yuan Suiyun's arm. "He and my master agreed to find a pair of identical twins, raise them up, teach them martial arts, and then let them compete to determine which of them is better! In the end, only my eldest brother walked out of the duel alive."

But his tone was not happy at all, but rather a bit awkward. Yuan Suiyun had already heard him talk about the conflict between him and the senior brother who had been away from home for several years in Shenshui Palace. He couldn't help but laugh at his childish nature in his heart, but he controlled his tone and asked him soothingly: "Then the winner has been decided, right? Your master won, aren't you happy? Why do you say that the two of them haven't decided the winner yet?"

Yun Chuxiu gritted his teeth for a long while before answering reluctantly, "Because... because, ever since Meng Chen killed Meng Jiao, he has been abnormal! The reason why he left Master was because he could hardly face Master. After all, it was Master's order that made him kill his only twin brother... So I always felt that he came back this time just to avenge Master. Who knew that when I told Master out of kindness, he didn't believe me at all and told me to mind my own business!"

Meng Chen is the real name of his senior brother.

Even though so much time had passed and so many things had happened, Yun Chuxiu could not help but show anger whenever he mentioned his senior brother. This was because he had been doted on since he came to Xiao Donglou's side. His master was gentle and refined, and his senior brother was caring and thoughtful. Who knew that everything seemed to have changed when his senior brother came back? No matter what he did, his master would just remain silent, and his senior brother, who was a peacemaker, always tried to smooth things over. Yun Chuxiu was really angry with him.

However, when Yuan Suiyun heard what he said, a strange look appeared on his face. Yun Chuxiu knew that he had heard something wrong, and couldn't help but yelled at him: "What's wrong? What's the problem?!"

"Your response to this is to run away from home?" Yuan Suiyun almost had the word "stupid" written on his face, because he really hated running away. Yun Chuxiu estimated that his usual method was to kill Meng Chen and put an end to it all. He couldn't help but sighed: "What else? You haven't seen the expression my master gave Meng Chen. I don't even need to look closely to know that he feels that he has let down Senior Brother."

He paused, then emphasized in a low voice: "He is indeed sorry."

To raise a child from childhood, to care for him, to teach him attentively, but in the end the purpose was to let him fight to the death with his twin brother to prove the superiority of the two masters' martial arts. Then the essence of the matter was nothing but a tragedy!
"So, I couldn't say much to Master. I originally thought that if I left and they couldn't find me anywhere, even if Master blamed himself, he would still feel dissatisfied and suspicious of Meng Chen." But now the situation has completely changed. Li Zixi told him that Meng Chen chased him into the peach blossom forest, which was completely beyond Yun Chuxiu's expectations, not to mention that Master Xiao Donglou might have also come to this world through the peach blossom forest and was fully aware of his whereabouts.

Yun Chuxiu sighed and said, "If it were me, I would not go to that duel! No matter which side wins, what's the point?"

Meng Jiao died, and Dizang refused to see Xiao Donglou for many years. In fact, they were both enemies and friends, and their relationship was far from being as simple as a word. Xiao Donglou felt a lot of regret in his heart that they became strangers. Meng Chen went far away, and no one knew what he had experienced in these years. As for Xiao Donglou, he was so gentle to the two disciples who came later, and never forced them. It might be because he learned from the tragic lessons of the past.

Yuan Suiyun listened to his sighs patiently, and then asked calmly: "Then, can the Master's years of nurturing and teaching be ignored and forgotten? Since they accepted disciples for the purpose of dueling, in that duel, they did not represent each other, but the dignity of their respective masters. If it were you, would you really not fight with all your strength for the dignity of your master?"

Therefore, the story was doomed from the moment the two children were adopted by those two people! This time, Yun Chuxiu was silent for a long, long time, and then he stomped his feet fiercely: "That's why I hate duels!"

He sighed and said, "It would be great if there weren't so many separations in life." In the battle that year, the eldest senior brother had already repaid the master's kindness. How did he plan to deal with the remaining hatred?
"No one can predict the fate of a separation." For example, the person in front of him, who knows when, will ride the wind like a monster and leave, and will he stay for himself? Yuan Suiyun felt funny, but he was in a good mood today, so he didn't hesitate to remind him: "I'm thinking of something."

"what?"

"Are your senior brother and the deceased Meng Jiao identical twins?"

"Yes, although I haven't seen them, I asked many people, and they all said that they have been exactly the same since they were young. It's just that one likes to wear red and the other likes to wear white." Yun Chuxiu curled his lips. "Meng Chen is wearing red clothes now, maybe he has been stimulated too much. If he goes to Dizang's place, Dizang may not be able to tell."

Yuan Suiyun reached out and patted his head: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no master in the world who can't recognize his own apprentice."

"Have you ever thought that maybe you made a mistake from the beginning?" He said to Yun Chuxiu in a strange tone. "A pair of identical twins duel, one of them dies, and the other survives. But who knows which one survives?"

When Yun Chuxiu heard this, he was stunned for a long while before he tremblingly repeated: "...Which one...?"

The person who came back claimed to be Meng Chen, so of course everyone thought he was Meng Chen! Meng Jiao's body had long been buried by him. Although I have never seen it, everyone said so. Could it be that the facts that everyone has confirmed could be wrong? !

But...if the person who survived was actually Meng Jiao—

He regarded himself as a brother who was killed, and even returned to the other party's master as if nothing had happened. He was really crazy! He was completely unable to accept what happened back then, which led to the current result.

What kind of terrible secret is hidden behind that duel?
Yun Chuxiu felt a chill down his spine just thinking about it. And the result of thinking too much was that he was out of his mind and his eyes were dull until the lunch. He looked listless and had no spirit at all, not as lively and contented as he had been in the study yesterday.

Yuan Dongyuan held the wine glass and couldn't help looking at him several times, and then stared at his radiant son for a while. In the end, he chose to play dumb. After all, since it was agreed that this banquet was only for gratitude, he shouldn't get involved in other grudges.

"Doctor Yun!" As soon as the banquet started, he stood up and solemnly handed the wine glass in his hand to Yun Chuxiu. "No matter what, I want to thank you for saving my child. For his eyes, I have visited countless miracle doctors over the years, but none of them fulfilled my wish. Only you did it. I, Yuan Dongyuan, will definitely repay you for this great favor!"

Yun Chuxiu also stood up and clinked glasses with him, but he told the truth: "You don't have to repay me, because this was originally a transaction. He helped me fix my flute, and I helped him heal his eyes. We have already made up for it."

"Ahem!" Yuan Suiyun coughed twice, causing Yun Chuxiu to look down at him in confusion. "What are you doing? If you want to drink, pour it yourself."

He made his attitude clear, and he had no intention of asking for favors. Yuan Dongyuan felt relieved immediately, and he was too lazy to say more to his son who was so stubborn. "I dare not say anything else, but I always distinguish between gratitude and resentment. Since you saved Suiyun, you will naturally always be a distinguished guest of my Yuan family. If you need my help in the future, you don't have to be polite to me!"

Yun Chuxiu tilted his head: "It's better not to use it. After all, it means that I won't be in trouble."

He speaks so humorously and acts so freely. He is really a very likable young man. How great it would be if he came to Wuzheng Villa just as Yuan Suiyun's friend! I will definitely treat him well and wish their friendship will last forever in my heart, instead of being in such a dilemma and using all means to break them up.

Yuan Dongyuan was depressed and couldn't help pouring himself another glass of wine, but this time, Yuan Suiyun stopped him and pressed his hand gently but firmly: "One glass a day, no more. Take the wine away and replace it with tea for father."

He gave the order, and the servant immediately removed the wine pot in front of Yuan Dongyuan and replaced it with the tea that the old owner usually liked to use. Yuan Dongyuan looked at his son's gentle face and saw that his eyes were full of disapproval. He could only helplessly say: "Today we are accompanying guests, can't we make an exception?"

"Father, your health is more important." In fact, the wine he was given was originally a medicinal wine for health preservation, but even so, Yuan Suiyun would never allow him to drink too much. "If Doctor Yun wants to drink, I will accompany him. Besides, he is not a guest."

"Ahem!" It was Yun Chuxiu's turn to cough. God can see that he really didn't expect Yuan Suiyun to be so direct. Although everyone knew it, his father was his biological father after all. Was it really okay to anger him like this? !

As expected, Yuan Dongyuan's face turned blue, and after a long while, he suppressed his anger: "Since we have invited Doctor Yun today, don't talk about other things!"

Yuan Suiyun smiled and said, "Since Doctor Yun has been so kind to me, he is like my brother, so how can he be an outsider? Dad, since today is to express gratitude, you should be happy for me."

After saying that, he picked up his wine glass and clinked glasses with Yun Chuxiu. Yun Chuxiu accepted all the drinks, but while drinking, he kicked him under the table again, signaling him to behave himself - the old owner was so kind that he felt embarrassed to cooperate with Yuan Suiyun's tricks.

However, some things were so strange that they were hard to describe. For example, the three of them finally had a harmonious meal, and Yuan Suiyun finally stopped being angry with his father. After two cups of tea, Yuan Dongyuan simply ignored his son and chatted with Yun Chuxiu about chess. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and the servants who were serving there couldn't help but relax a little.

As a result, Yun Chuxiu had just shaved a fish when he saw several people breaking into the room through the window, holding swords and knives. They came up and said, "Yuan Suiyun, give me your life!" and then rushed over.

But in an instant, the servants and maids around them took out their weapons and fought with them! Yuan Suiyun flipped his sleeves and casually rolled up the long sword in the hands of an enemy, holding it in his hand, raised his hand to block the knife light that was slashing at him, and then stood in front of Yuan Dongyuan. With just a casual stab, the man who was slashing at Yuan Dongyuan fell down, leaving a bloody hole on his neck.

Yun Chuxiu used the chopsticks in his hand as arrows to shoot out, piercing the palm of a killer who rushed towards him, and then kicked him over. He was a little surprised that these people were not first-class martial arts masters, but he still took a few steps to a maid, pressed the acupoints of the person in front of her, and then dodged a long sword attacking from behind.

However, facing the sudden crisis, he didn't even think about the iron chain on his feet. The rattling sound rang in his ears, which scared him. Subconsciously, Yun Chuxiu raised his head and looked towards Yuan Dongyuan. The old owner's eyes were fixed on his feet, and his face was uglier than ever.

(End of this chapter)