Swipe the Sword to Fight the Clouds [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Doctor Song repeatedly assured that Fuyue was fine, but Uncle Zhong was still a little worried.Under Ye Gucheng's silent connivance, Uncle Zhong rolled up his sleeves, and finally forced Doctor Song to write several prescriptions for food supplements.

On weekdays, the "small way" of food supplements would not be taken care of by Song's genius doctor. After all, if a patient can be cured by food supplements, he can be cured by just pulling a doctor from Baiyun City, and there is no need to work on him.It's just that it's rare that the city lord speaks in person at this moment, so Miracle Doctor Song had no choice but to give a prescription - not only suitable for a baby of a few months old, but also soft and easy to eat, soup, milk, etc. are the best.

Ye Gucheng has always been used to standing in front of others.With one sword and one sword, he is the most solid barrier in Baiyun City.Ye Gucheng has not experienced the feeling of being protected and given by others for a long time.

His parents have a shallow relationship, and his father has always taught him that a man should not grow proud, indulge in desire, never be full of ambition, and never be extremely happy. Naturally, a man should be firm and self-reliant.So as if in memory, Ye Gucheng never really lived like a child for a day.Especially after he knew the sword at the age of three, he never wanted to rely on anyone again.

And now...was he being protected by a young baby?

She is still so young, she doesn't know how harm her unintentional actions will bring to herself, let alone imagine the benefits of "giving favor to the Lord Baiyun".She just gets close to herself almost naturally and unreasonably, so soft, sincere and innocent.

This strange emotion warmed Ye Gucheng's heart, he gently held Fuyue's cold little hand, bringing her some warmth.

While listening to Miracle Doctor Song telling him how to rub the acupuncture points, an idea suddenly slipped through Ye Gucheng's mind.He firmly grasped this idea, and after careful consideration, he suddenly broke the deadlock in Baiyun City.

——In his previous life, he was feared by the emperor because he was too famous.But in this life, Ye Gucheng will not give up the way of swordsmanship, as long as he has a long sword in his hand, he will always be famous all over the world.Even if he doesn't want to be famous all over the world and shock the world, but if he wants to protect the city and shock the surrounding islands, Ye Gucheng can't let go of the sword in his hand.

But in this life, the child Fuyue accidentally led him into Chunyang's sect, which might be a way to break the situation.

Seeing that the purple-faced little girl's face slowly turned red, Ye Gucheng's subordinates relaxed a little, but a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"The twelfth lunar month. When the Lord of Baiyun City entered Taoism, the light of Sanqing in the temple was brilliant. There is a long saying that this child is destined to be with Sanqing, and he should enter the Taoist cultivation. If the Lord of Baiyun City did not agree, he would be sick in the middle of the month. People from the Taoism came again .The city lord entered the Taoist gate, and the Taoist name is absolutely different. After a few days, he recovered from his illness."

When the emperor looked at the papers presented by the spies, he laughed at the eunuchs around him and said: "Before his death, the emperor always regarded the former Ye family as a serious problem. From my point of view, their Ye family is not as good as one generation after another. .Look, this single-passed blood has become a Taoist priest, and the people of Baiyun City should be worried about whether the City Lord's Mansion will end, and have no time to rebel!"

The old eunuch with low brows on the side also smiled, changed a cup of hot tea for the emperor, and said: "That's not true. Moreover, the Ye family has been passed down for several generations, and the current city lord fell ill as soon as he said he was sick, and his health is also a little weaker."

The middle-aged emperor nodded, stroked his beard triumphantly, and said to the people below: "They are not good at left and right. Now that the government is so short of manpower, the spies sent to Baiyun City will be withdrawn." bring it on."

"Your majesty is wise." The old eunuch replied, bowed his head and ordered to go down.After a slight pause, the old eunuch respectfully said: "Your Majesty, just now Concubine Zhengui said that she is not feeling well, please go and have a look."

The emperor was tapping the table with his fingers, and felt that something had overwhelmed his father, so he couldn't help humming a ditty.Hearing the old eunuch's words, he immediately got up, ran out tremblingly, and angrily said: "You old man, you never knew to tell me earlier!"

The old eunuch who was reprimanded repeated his crimes, but turned around with a smile, and walked out with small steps. He couldn't wait to pass the news to his own city lord.

Baiyun City and the Da'an royal family have been fighting against each other for many years, it would be strange if they didn't have a few nails in each other.Now that Ye Gucheng had the upper hand, he did not rashly pull out those court spies who should have been exposed ten years later, but chose to let them deliver the news he wanted to the court.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Ye Gucheng understands this truth.Instead of letting the current emperor notice the changes in their Baiyun City and sending more people who are difficult to deal with, it is better to make good use of those few nails that they think are secret.

After that, Ye Gucheng still chose to wear a Taoist robe, even though it was more to deceive people.Ordinary Taoist robes are mostly long gowns, which is inconvenient when practicing martial arts, so Ye Gucheng imitated the style worn by Chongyi that day, and made several blue and white, black and white Taoist robes.After all, there are many embroiderers and dressmakers in Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng just ordered to go on, and naturally someone will prepare for him.

As for the little girl Fuyue, Ye Gucheng left the child in his room.Moreover, the two of them slept together on the same couch that Uncle Zhong liked to hear.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that Ye Gucheng remembers what Chong Yi said, living closer to her, the child will suffer less.

The fact that his own city lord treats her differently naturally represents that this little girl is different.When Miss Zhixi was around in the past, not only his wife and the old city lord loved her very much, but the whole house was very friendly with her.Now knowing that this is her child, the people in Baiyun City Lord's Mansion have a little more preference for Fuyue, and the City Lord does everything by himself. Although Miss Fuyue is still young, unconsciously, the whole mansion Up and down already regarded her as a little lady.

Although no one specifically mentions this title in front of Ye Gucheng, there are still people in the mansion who say it smoothly for a while, such as asking "How is the little lady today?", "Did the little lady cry last night?" , and for example, "The old slave made little shoes for the little lady, please take a look", "This is the new coconut fruit this year, the city owner can feed the little lady some coconut milk" and so on.

Over time, Ye Gucheng had been worn out by the old people in the mansion, and at first he would tell them to call them "Miss", but later he was able to answer them one by one without changing his expression.

Together with Ye Gucheng's technique of pressing and kneading acupuncture points, his technique of taking care of children, bathing and feeding, and even changing diapers, Ye Gucheng is already proficient.So much so that when the three-year-old Ye Guhong was forced by his father to visit the patriarch, the eldest cousin who was feeding the little girl was so frightened that he fell on the threshold.

In Ye Guhong's young heart, he was in awe of the little meat dumpling who was leaning on his big cousin's arms, holding his big cousin's hair, and calmly sipping milky little by little.

This kind of respect generated in childhood will span his life in the future. When others ask him who is the person he admires the most, the Wudang Xiaobailong Ye Guhong, who has already started to take the iceberg route, will give a serious answer——I Sister-in-law.

If it was in the previous life, Ye Gucheng would never have imagined that one day he would be able to do this.It was just one step of compromise followed by step by step retreat. From the time when he began to feel sorry for this little girl who was obedient and obedient by his side, but would choke softly when she left him, all the things after that were not incomprehensible.

To learn the sword, comprehend the Chunyang Kungfu, plan other things and take care of Fuyue, the days after Ye Gucheng's rebirth suddenly became busy.Once people get busy, life seems to go by faster.In a flash, three years flew by.

This was an unusual afternoon in Baiyun City.In Ye Gucheng's study, he specially asked someone to add a very large sheet.The surrounding area is surrounded by small wooden fences, and the fence has been carefully polished to ensure that there is no small burr.The inside is covered with a soft cushion, all of which are made of extremely fine materials.

At this moment, the sun is warm and slightly intoxicating, the window in Ye Gucheng's study is open, sometimes a breeze blows by, blowing the wind chimes hanging above the soft bed, making a delicate and clear sound.

The little girl who had been lying obediently in the bed, sleeping like a ball in a daze, opened her eyes, her big grape-like eyes blinked, and the mist in her eyes dissipated.Her eyelashes are very dense, casting a shadow on her milky white face like a small fan.

Awakened by the sound of the wind chime at this moment, she moved her body and looked up at the wind chime that was still shaking slightly for a while.

Sitting upright in front of the desk, the young man who was writing something with his wrist hanging heard a soft sound here.He didn't raise his eyes, but continued to write the last stroke.The thick ink on the white paper is like flying, with a suffocating sense of arrogance.But on the other letter he put aside, the font is restrained, round outside and rigid inside. Although it has its own style, it is not as domineering as the previous one.

——Writing is like a person, is the word really like a person?

Ye Gucheng was noncommittal to this statement, he naturally knew what kind of person he was, and if he could see through just a single word, it would be a waste of years.

Xiaotuanzi on the soft bed sat up, her forehead was covered with soft bangs, and her temples were tied into two beautiful braids with silver ribbons by the skillful maid. Because she was sleeping, The braids at the back of her head have been removed, and the little girl now has her hair messed up by herself, but she is a little fluffy and cute.

The hand with the little meat pit rolled up and rubbed his eyes, Ye Fuyue looked around blankly, and when he saw the figure walking towards him, he seemed to have just regained his energy.

"City...City~"

There was a little milk sound, and the little girl sitting cross-legged on the soft bed stretched out her hand to the boy who was walking towards her.

☆, six or seven pavilions.