Nine thoughts of a gentleman in comprehensive martial arts

"Girl, girl? Girl! The pot is burnt!"

Ye Jiusi woke up suddenly, looked down to see that the bamboo shoots in the pot had been charred, and quickly shoveled them out.She smiled awkwardly at the cook who was standing aside reminding her, thanked her, cut a few slices of tender bamboo shoots and threw them into the frying pan, the aroma was overflowing, and then she quickly picked up the pot, cut other ingredients, but her eyes were still a little erratic , These days, she often appears in such a state.

Si'er, if you die because of a decisive battle, even as a teacher - you won't be able to look away.

Ye Ying's cloud-like voice seemed to be still lingering in his ears. Ye Jiusi only felt that the roots of his ears were hot, and the temperature on his cheeks was also a little hot. This unique taste stuck in her mind like a paste, making her a little restless.

There is such a person who touches her heart, makes her happy, worried about him, and affectionate to her body, just a few words, it makes people ecstatic.

Ye Jiusi shook her head, no longer thinking about those romantic and annoying thoughts, the sharp and sharp knife quickly turned between her fingers, and the materials on the chopping board were cleaned up in the blink of an eye.

Fresh streaky pork is ribbed and deboned, shrimp, winter bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, sea cucumbers and other materials are all chopped into fine diced meat, all mixed together, and the onion and ginger water is filtered out to remove fishy smell and freshness. The will has already been prepared Mix the sauce, season with cooking wine, seal it in a wooden barrel after mixing well, put it in well water to chill for a stick of incense, take it out, knead the condensed minced meat into balls, and puff the outer layer Starch, fry in the pan, take it out after a while, drain the oil, put it in a small cup, top it with the delicious broth made from pork leg bones, add green vegetables, steam in the pot for an hour, and a steamed lion head is ready up.

This dish is not more flavorful than braised lion's head, but it is light and delicious, with a soft and delicate taste, so sweet that people can bite their tongues off, and it takes a lot of effort to make. It is one of Ye Jiusi's specialty dishes.

Uh... The point is, it is very labor-intensive and time-consuming, and it can have enough time to cool down Ye Jiusi's feverish brain.

For a steamed lion's head, Ye Jiusi made another delicious, elegant and delicate Jiangnan side dish, the land of fish and rice, a fresh and delicious Pingqiao tofu soup, a rich aroma, sweet and sour squirrel mandarin fish, and a pigeon soup with wolfberry, which was just right A table of rich and exquisite home-cooked dishes made Ye Jiusi sort out his thoughts.

Really, how old are you, and you still panic because of a single sentence.Ye Jiusi shook his head, and secretly despised himself in his heart. Although he looks like a young girl, he is already 25 in his heart. Some girls are ready to get engaged at this age, but he accidentally fell into a pit and fell into it willingly. , Knowing that the depth is bottomless, but still enjoying it.

After these days of cultivation, Ye Jiusi's injury has healed a lot. After all, the medicine produced by Datang, among other things, has a first-class healing speed.But in three days, Ye Jiusi can go to the kitchen to cook food. The food in the inn is not bad, but it will inevitably taste a little bit stronger. Ye Ying likes light food, and her appetite is not very good these days, so Ye Jiusi stuffed the cook I got the money and made a meal by myself.Her injury is almost healed, and today is the day when Master and Song Que discuss the Tao. Although he has great confidence in Master, Ye Jiusi still hopes that Master can be in a good state.

Her culinary skills are specially learned, it can be said that it is completely in line with Ye Ying's taste. For this reason, she almost disturbed all the disciples who are famous for their culinary skills in the entire Tang Dynasty. Someone can compare.Seeing that Ye Ying ate half a bowl of rice more than these few days, Ye Jiusi felt a little satisfied in his heart, and even felt that such a long time of hard work was worth it.

Ye Huaijin has been learning the basics of fingering for playing the piano these days, and when she found out that Ye Jiusi was injured, she cried a lot, her little face wrinkled into a ball, which made Ye Jiusi feel very distressed.This child lost his parents when he was young, and he is much more independent than ordinary children. In the past few days, he also knew that Ye Jiusi couldn't take care of him, and he was also very well-behaved, able to take care of himself very well.Occasionally, she would hold the score to ask for advice, or ask Ye Ying for guidance, but Ye Ying would not refuse. In just a few days, Ye Huaijin had almost learned the basic fingering and could understand the score.

"My sister and master are going to go out in a while. You stay in the room alone and don't come out. Don't pay attention to strangers. Just ask Xiaoer to deliver the meal. Try not to go out." Ye Jiusi is worried about Ye Huaijin. Although this child is independent, he has too much personality Too soft, get used to it.She is not afraid that he will be abducted, but she is afraid that he will be bullied, "You must put away the purse my sister gave you. You can put a lot of things in it, so that no one will find out. You practice the piano well, and when my sister comes back, I will bring you some snacks, okay?" ?”

"Good sister, Ah Jin understands." Ye Huaijin nodded obediently, her pair of clear black eyes became softer and clearer than the sky.He looked at the woman's eyes full of concern, those calm and peaceful eyes always reminded him of his mother who died young, Ye Huaijin pursed his lips, smiled lightly, and watched Ye Jiusi leave the room, he said in a low voice , softly said: "Sister is really gentle..."

Ye Jiusi was about to turn back to Ye Ying's room, but a young man dressed as a servant came over. Ye Jiusi knew that the other party should be a servant of the Song family when he saw his clothes, and he respectfully handed her an invitation card.

"Master, it's an invitation from the Song family." Ye Jiusi held a gold-plated invitation card with dark patterns, looked at it for a few times, and handed it to Ye Ying. The invitation was sincere, with a calm and courteous attitude, and said that he invited the two of them to visit the house.But judging from the style and diction, it should be Song Zhi who drafted the manuscript, not Song Que.

"Let's go today. When the teacher comes back, we will formally retreat." Ye Ying put her palm on the ground, stood up, reached out and took a coat from the hanger on the side, and put it on.He seemed to have remembered something, and turned his head towards Ye Jiusi and said in a low voice, "Si'er, do you understand something about this duel?"

"Yes, master, this disciple is just about to talk." Ye Jiusi nodded, frowning slightly, "It's just that disciple feels that wanting to break through is not enough, there is still something missing."

Ye Ying tidied up her clothes, picked up the flame, and walked out. When she passed by Ye Jiusi, she heard this sentence, so she reached out and patted her on the head, and said calmly: "My teacher said, the road of swordsmanship is bumpy and difficult." Thorns are everywhere, and you have already broken through to this level at a young age, which is enough to prove that you are talented and intelligent, and your understanding is excellent, but you must be careful at every step, and you must not act too hastily, understand?"

"Yes, master." Ye Jiusi replied, thinking for a while and still smiling slightly, "Master, don't worry, my disciples will remember it, and they will definitely not proceed rashly."

"It's good to know." Ye Ying didn't say any more. In fact, the apprentice is not young, but he is just a teacher. It is always inevitable to mention the negligence, lest the disciple go astray.

The two left the inn, took the invitation to the Song Mansion, and were soon let go, and the maid who had been waiting there also showed them the way.

The Song Clan has an independent city called the Song Family City, which is well-defended like an iron barrel, somewhat like the Tang Family Castle of the Tang Sect.But if the city is said to be impenetrable, then the residence of the Song family can be described as a beautifully carved building, elegant and picturesque.Ordinary people would have admiration for the Song family, but Ye Ying and Ye Jiusi were not too surprised. Ye Ying could not see it, but Ye Jiusi?The former Tibetan Sword Villa had the most beautiful scenery on the banks of the West Lake in Hangzhou, and the entire nine streams and eighteen streams belonged to the Tibetan Sword Villa. Ye Jiusi really didn't take the Song family's power into consideration.

Those servants or disciples were used to the surprise and admiration of the guests, seeing the two people's usual appearance at this moment, they immediately put away the contempt in their hearts and showed a lot of respect.

This time the maid didn't take them to a training ground or something, but directly into a tea room.The floor of the tea room is made of high-quality wood, and there is a huge tea table not far away. The tea table is made of high-quality huanghuali, and the chairs are a complete set, which is elegant and luxurious.On the table is a set of high-quality sweet white porcelain tea sets, the glaze color is shiny and cottony white, the carcass is extremely thin, but it is extremely plain but extremely elegant.The tea room was surrounded by enamel-inlaid glazed screens, which depicted the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and Song Que was sitting on the main seat. When he saw them coming in, he raised his head and smiled softly.

The incense burner is lit with the spice of Ye Hansu, and the fragrance of the flowers is light and elegant, which makes people feel comfortable.Ye Jiusi looked at Song Que's gentle smile, and suddenly felt that this man was a bit scary, because although he was smiling, his eyes were bottomless black, revealing wisdom and unfathomable depth, but it would make people feel gentle. Delusion of melancholy.At this time, Ye Jiusi deeply realized that this so-called Great Tang No. 1 is the same master as his master, but they are completely different. , compared with him, the master is too clean.

"Welcome both of you, please sit down." Song Que smiled slightly, raised his hand as a gesture of invitation, Ye Jiusi and Ye Ying sat down, the difference was that Ye Ying sat opposite Song Que, and Ye Jiusi sat on both sides. next to people.This is a very regular ranking, Song Que and Ye Ying meant to sit on an equal footing, Ye Jiusi, as a junior, naturally could only sit on the side.

"Fenghuang Dancong is a big tea in our place." After the two parties greeted each other politely, Song Que took out a tea pot from under the table.Ye Jiusi was curious, such a master of swordsmanship, doesn't know how to tea art?Although the master likes to drink tea, he doesn't like making tea very much. Does this master who is also born in the same family use his hand with a knife to cook tea and boil water?

Facts have proved that Ye Jiusi is really naive...

With a twist of Song Que's wrist, the tea pot was handed to Ye Jiusi. Song Que did not know what mechanism was pressed, and with a click, the base of the tea set turned to face Ye Jiusi.Ye Jiusi was a little dazed holding the pot, but Song Que said warmly, "I heard that you are good at tea art? Then please trouble me, I am the next rough guy. Although he likes tea, he really doesn't know how to cook tea, so he won't make a fool of himself." .”

No, you are not rough people, you are all uncles.Ye Jiusi opened the tea pot silently, thinking to himself: It's your son's fate that he only drinks tea and doesn't cook it. Like her, she has never had a cup of tea made by her master since she was so old.But she wouldn't be dissatisfied, she just couldn't laugh or cry, honestly scooped up water and boiled it, and started to make tea.

Ye Jiusi went to make tea honestly, and Ye Ying and Song Que started talking.

Ye Ying's path is the ancient natural way of the reincarnation of falling flowers and flowing water, which emphasizes that "everything can be a sword", while Song Que walks the ruthless way, which is the ruthless way of "there is nothing but the sword". In my realm, it was just that he had a heart-to-heart relationship with Fan Qinghui, the master of Cihang Jingzhai in the past, but he failed to get together in the end. He has been obsessed with it for more than ten years, so he has not been able to break through the threshold of a great master.

Fan Qinghui, that fairy woman whom he couldn't ask for, was the catastrophe of his life and the demon in his heart.

"Brother Song, if you can break through this catastrophe and decide on a complete 'Heavenly Sword', you won't be wasting years on it." Ye Ying took the tea from Ye Jiusi and sipped it lightly, and the mellow taste overflowed Full of tongue, refreshing, "With all due respect, Brother Song shouldn't be unable to see through what Cihang Jingzhai is doing."

Song Que didn't speak, but took a sip of tea, his expression was calm, but the corners of his eyes showed a little bit of apathy: "I know, but, I would rather not know."

Cihang Jingzhai has "Cihang Sword Code", one of the four great books. The longer you practice this secret book, the more immortal your appearance will become, becoming otherworldly and breathtakingly beautiful.This sword manual has created generations of youthful fairy women in Cihang Jingzhai, and also forged Cihang Jingzhai's supreme position as the leader of the righteous way.Whenever troubled times are about to break out, Cihang Jingzhai will send out the best disciples in the sect to get involved, known as "the master of choice on behalf of the heavens", and choose a wise king from various forces to assist him. Yes, but Fan Qinghui finally stood on the opposite side for his sect.

"It's just a political trick." Ye Yingwen calmly pointed out the fact that Song Que didn't want to admit, "An all-female sect must have some tricks to gain a foothold in the arena. Let them stand on the commanding heights of morality and suppress other forces, Brother Song is wise and open-minded, why still can't see through it?"

Song Que didn't say a word, just looked at the table quietly, as if he could see a flower from there.Ye Jiusi refilled the hot tea for the two with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye, without opening his mouth, Cihang Jingzhai, as the leader of the righteous way, Ye Jiusi also got some information from Wanshitong, and told Ye Ying some, including Fan Qinghui's Admirers include not only Song Que, but also Xie Hui, the overlord of Bashu, and Ning Daoqi, a Sanren.Fan Qinghui may have feelings for Song Que, but it is far from pure. I don't know if it was their childhood education that caused them to be dedicated to the sect?Or was it too scheming and calculated everything from the beginning?

Every time the successors of Cihang Jingzhai enter the world, they will always leave all kinds of beautiful memories and unrequited feelings. They withdraw and practice hard in closed doors, while those who love them are suffering in the sea of ​​suffering I am thinking about it.After ten or ten years, those people who were once unable to love them have achieved great success and become the overlords of one party. When they entered the world again, these people became the forces they controlled the world.

Clever, wise, and able to put aside his own emotions and put the righteousness of the sect first.This kind of woman is the whole Cihang Jingzhai. Although it is worthy of admiration and admiration, Ye Jiusi really feels terrible. The person who loves himself and the person he loves can become pawns in the world, and he has to play all kinds of suffering. After finishing this game of chess, such a woman is too scary.

Song Que smiled at Ye Jiusi and made a gesture. Ye Jiusi knew what Song Que wanted to say next, but Song Que was about the same age as Master, so it was fine.And she is a junior after all, so it's really inappropriate to stay and listen to her senior's affairs.So he took the empty kettle, saluted and retreated, and went to the backyard to fetch water.

"Brother Ye, have you ever tasted love and longing?" Song Que's voice was slow and deep. Seeing Ye Ying shaking his head, he told some stories about him and Fan Qinghui in the past and his feelings for Fan Qinghui.

"However, the love in the past was as deep as the sea, and now it's all in vain. Qinghui and I have come to this point because we both face a choice. She has to choose between the world and me, and I have to choose between Dao of the Sword and Dao of the Sword. The choice between her, such a choice is cruel and painful. Even though our hearts are suffering, we finally abandoned each other and chose something else. The ruthless way of "there is nothing but the knife" has made my sword skills as good as the sky. People are one, but the price to be paid is too painful. It’s just willing to give up, not to give up, small to give up to small, big to give up to big, if I was with her back then, how can I come to the song "Heavenly Sword" now missing?"

"Besides, I can also see that Brother Ye must have a lot of ties, which is why you haven't broken through?" Song Que said the story of the past, but his heart was a little sore.When Ye Ying heard his words, her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't speak.Song Que's voice suddenly became very hoarse, revealing a vicissitudes of life: "Be willing to give up, Brother Ye, if you want to go to that supreme realm, why don't you give up? I give up my love, give up my ambition, give up In the world, there is nothing but the knife, in fact, apart from the knife, I have nothing, if Brother Ye can give up, it will be a matter of time before I break through this barrier."

"Would you like it?" Ye Ying repeated Song Que's words lightly, his younger siblings flashed in his mind, the beautiful scenery of Hidden Sword Villa flashed, and he thought of everything he wanted to protect.In the end, when he fixed on a blurry figure, he suddenly remembered that when his disciple was still young, he closed his eyesight in order to obtain the supreme state of "Heart Sword". For so many years, he did not know his disciple's appearance .Song Que's words lingered in his mind, all the light and water in the darkness receded, the sky and the earth lost their color, and a coldness climbed up his back, making him shiver all over his body.

What if the close relative is gone, if Hidden Sword Villa is gone, what if... Si'er is gone?

That fresh and bright existence has withdrawn from his life since then, and all the warmth and touch have become the past, just thinking about it, I feel unacceptable.

Ye Ying felt a throbbing pain in her heart, chills, and her breath was a little unstable, and her voice was deep:

"Yemou and Brother Song are different after all, Yemou is... reluctant!"

The author has something to say: Help, table-thumping male god, why are you still not enlightened? I'll go! ! !

I am so worried!

Little cuties, the author Sang wrote that it was delicious. In fact, the author Sang has always been like eating a lion's head!Drooling!

Well, I've always felt that I really want to give Song Kuang a wax. It seems that people who fall in love with Cihang Jingzhai always have a hard life.

[The male god got the special achievement of {unintentionally talking about love}] Hehe~~~

The progress of the relationship is a bit slow, so I arranged for Song Xiaoqueshen's assistant to make up the knife, hehe, male god, are you reluctant to part with it?

Without the little wine, who will make your bed, fold the quilt, cook, sew clothes, make tea, pour bath water and earn money to support the family (?) Warm the bed and be a caring little cutie? 0w0~~

Where can I find such a good apprentice, my lord?Xiaojiu'er won the hall, won the kitchen, conquered the battlefield, beat hooligans, charmed mistresses, and fought scumbags.Just 998, not one or two thousand, not three or four thousand, just 998, [True Love. Xiaojiuer] Take it home~~~

My lord, you just follow it~~嘿咕咕~~~(?﹃?)