[Comprehensive] Tibetan Sword

Afterwards, Yang Guo was thinking about this problem along the way, and he was not even interested in watching Lu Youjiao practice stick skills while they were hiding in the tree. Talking, Xiao Wu immediately felt that Yang Guo's previous words were true, and the trace of doubt in his heart completely dissipated, and he looked at Yang Guo with friendly eyes.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Guo was still in a daze. At this moment, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were talking, came back. They were discussing Yang Guo and Guo Fu's marriage.

The person I like...Of course we have to be together forever. Think about it, if you and Ye Shizhou are together for the rest of your life, and put the red hijab on Ye Shizhou's head...

——A layer of white sweat appeared on Yang Guo's forehead instantly.

That is, he himself covered the red hijab?

Yang Guo's face twisted.

Yang Guo is confused, so what is it...

His eyes fell on Guo Jing below, and he listened quietly to the conversation between Guo Jing and Huang Rong. When I heard Guo Jing say that I was married to Jinlan with his father, but Brother Yang died in the end, I felt guilty all the time. When he was sad, Yang Guo suddenly realized.

The night he met Ye Shizhou in the back mountain of Zhongnan, he had a new life, but this new life was accompanied by his father's unbearable past appearance and the shattering of his childhood dream of his father.

At the same time, this suave, unrestrained and powerful Ye Shizhou appeared in front of him, and taught him carefully, cared for him, loved him, gave him the father's love that he had never enjoyed before, and filled his feelings at that moment. Whitespace.

So...he regarded him as his father...

As long as he thought about Ye Shizhou being his father, Yang Guo would feel a sense of pride in his heart. The sense of pride and pride was so strong that he was very shocked.

Yang Guo smiled slowly, his smile was light and breezy, he felt a sense of relief from breaking out of the shackles, he even had the leisure to joke: love is not only used for the relationship between men and women, uncle Guo is also very He likes me, and even wants to betroth his beloved daughter to me. Could it be that Uncle Guo also has feelings for me? , I suddenly felt that I was still too young.

Yang Guo was so engrossed in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice when Guo Jing left. Huang Rong had already noticed the people on the tree, and she didn't care about these people peeping at all. It was useless at all, so she intentionally prolonged the lecture, slowly explaining each formula one by one, and after about an hour or so, she waved her hand to let Lu Youjiao practice on his own.

She leaned against the tree, rested with her eyes closed, and realized that her internal breath had stabilized, so she suddenly said, "You all come down!"

Guo Fu sticks out her tongue playfully, falls lightly from the tree, and coquettishly says to Huang Rong, "Mom~ you are amazing!"

Yang Guo cupped his fists as usual, "Aunt Guo."

"Master." Xiao Wu felt a little guilty, after all Huang Rong had said before that she was not allowed to come.

The corners of Huang Rong's mouth curled up slightly, "With your little skills, how can you hide it!"

Guo Fu took Huang Rong's hand and shook it, "Mother, you are too powerful. Look at Elder Lu and you didn't notice it."

Huang Rong shook her head, "Silly boy, do you think Elder Lu didn't notice?"

Guo Fu curled her lips, "Elder Lu is too stupid. It takes so much time to learn the stick technique, which makes my mother tired."

Huang Rong smiled, "Okay~ You go and play with the Wu family brothers, I have something to talk to your Yang family brothers."

Guo Fu remembered what she had overheard before, blushed, spat, turned and ran away.

Wu Xiaowu glanced at Yang Guo inexplicably, and chased Guo Fu away.

Yang Guo stood silently beside Huang Rong, without saying a word, Huang Rong seemed to be thinking about something, and didn't speak, the grove was silent for a while.

After a while, Huang Rong spoke slowly.

"Guoer...do you hate me very much?"

Yang Guo smiled and shook his head, "There is resentment but no hatred."

Huang Rong was taken aback.

Yang Guo raised his head slightly, looking at the shade of the tree dappled with sunlight in a daze, "My father died because of you, my mother's life was miserable, and I, Yang Guo, was homeless when I was young..."

"I know that my father's death can't be blamed on you, and my mother's tragedy stems from her obsessing over my father. I, Yang Guo, have a stubborn temper, which is why I suffered many hardships when I was young... So, I don't hate you."

Yang Guo seemed to have exhausted all his strength, every word was as heavy as Mount Tai, serious and solemn.

"But Aunt Guo... No, Huang Rong, I blame you."

Yang Guo repeated, "I blame you."

"I have thought more than once that one day, my father rode a tall white horse and galloped along the small roads of Jiaxing, passing through countless villages and towns. Standing in front of my humble thatched hut, I pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, and a man in red and silver armor appeared in front of me, embraced my emaciated mother, stroked my head, and called Erlang..."

"He may not be so mighty, he may not be so glamorous, his face may be weathered, his brows may be vicissitudes, his chin has a piercing beard, and his voice is bold and rough..."

"But in my heart, he is my hero."

"It's the belief that supported my mother's survival, and the person I most yearned for when I was young."

"...Even if he did countless things that hurt the world, even if he burned cities and buried bones in this world, killed countless people, even...he was notorious and left a bad reputation..."

"He is my father."

"Without him there would be no me."

Yang Guo's voice was clear and bright, which is unique to young people, and at the same time was deep and powerful. He was wearing a long black dress, standing quietly under the shade of a tree with flickering lights, and the golden sunlight fell on his jade-like face through the bright green branches and leaves. , adding a touch of flexibility to this stubborn and strong boy.

"But my dream is broken."

"Just because of you."

This pliability did not weaken Yang Guo's paranoia, but made it a bit more tragic that he would rather be broken than crumbled.

His expression is calm, like a waveless sea, he is obviously a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, but he possesses the depth of an abyss early on.

Looking at Yang Guo like this, Huang Rong felt inexplicably that the hairs on the back of her neck were standing on end, and her heart was sinking. She could clearly feel the extremely contradictory feelings in Yang Guo's heart, and at the same time, she felt jealous of Yang Guo. heart of.

Huang Rong looked at Yang Guo steadfastly, there was nothing in those black eyes except the same black precipitation, Huang Rong was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Guoer...how did you know?"

Yang Guo shrugged his shoulders, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Family teacher Ye Shizhou is close friends with Senior Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, in the past two years he often went to see Senior Huang, I am his apprentice, no matter what, Master always wants to find out where my father is going. "

Huang Rong narrowed her eyes slightly, and her mind turned. Since her father knew about it, combined with Yang Guo's words before, Huang Rong instantly understood that Yang Guo was not lying, that he really blamed him, and did not hate him.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong's expression softened a lot, "It seems that Guo'er didn't forgive Aunt Guo?"

Yang Guo turned his head away from looking at Huang Rong, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "I said it, I don't hate it."

It was rare for Huang Rong to look at this young man she had always harbored a grudge against with soft eyes, "But you blame me."

"Well, so if it gives you a headache, I'd love to."

Huang Rong was finally relieved, and couldn't help laughing at the same time. Faced with Yang Guo's provocation, Huang Rong felt eager to try, "Do you want to give Aunt Guo some problems?"

Yang Guo sighed, eased the stagnant atmosphere, and at the same time showed a sly smile, "Aunt Guo, as a heroine among women, must be very delicate in dealing with others. If Guo Er wants to learn something, Aunt Guo will not be stingy, right?" !"

Huang Rong shook her head speechlessly, there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, Yang Guo was able to clearly let go of the grudges of the past, and also said such words so freely, frankly and clearly, with clear grievances and grievances, it can be seen that this son's future should not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong was not willing to marry Guo Fu to Yang Guo before, but now she is a little moved.

"Then since you want me to teach, you must have a suitable excuse~" Huang Rong looked at Yang Guo with a smile, "I think you and Fu'er get along well!"

Yang Guo's smile froze, what?Will Guo Fu marry him? !

He immediately refused, "No!"

Huang Rong was dissatisfied, "Is Fu'er not good?"

not good at all!

Yang Guo gritted his teeth, thought for a while, and said, "Master is in charge of my marriage, if you can convince my master, it will be fine!"

Huang Rong snorted, and said meaningfully, "Really?"

Yang Guo gritted his teeth, "Really!"

Huang Rong said slowly, "Guoer, Aunt Guo will teach you the first lesson today. There are no absolutes."

Yang Guo had a bad premonition.

"Although I haven't met Senior Ye, you are right. My father and Senior Ye are indeed close friends, so I also know something about Senior Ye's temperament."

Huang Rong looked at Yang Guo's sluggish expression, and smiled jokingly, "Tell me, I went to rob the Mongolian treasury and gave Senior Ye 10 taels of gold as Fu'er's dowry. Will he agree to your marriage with Fu'er?" ?”

Yang Guo: "..."