With Cao Zhigang's departure, the door to the outside of the guest room was closed tightly again, and the snowfall and howling north wind were like the little thief, as soon as he emerged, he was cut off again.
The chill that squeezed in with the moment the door opened also disappeared in an instant under the scorching charcoal fire, and the room returned to the warmth of spring.
Due to the abrupt opening of the outer door, the door of the inner and outer compartments was blown open by the wind, revealing the true face of the inside.
A bed was placed in the middle, the bedding on it was messy, the robe was messy, and the most unusual thing was a night pot in a conspicuous place, and it was faintly visible that there was a large amount of turbid liquid in it Unexpectedly, the dust-sweeping old way of the fairy wind bones was so sloppy in his bones, which made Zhao Wudi keep shaking his head, sighing that he was too unsophisticated With the escape of Lao Dao and others, the room suddenly became empty, except for a pair of mother and daughter who hugged their heads and cried, there was only one Zhao Wuvin who was at a loss and didn't know how to be good.
Fortunately, Zhao Rouyi also noticed a trace of abnormality, glanced at the corner of her eyes, was slightly stunned, a touch of shame appeared on her cheeks, and when she saw Zhao Wuyi's helpless appearance, she couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed, patted Xingle's little head, and said angrily: "It's all your girl who made trouble, and it was a great joy to meet my uncle today, but what happened to crying and crying."
Okay, quickly wipe away your tears, such a big person, don't pay attention to it at all, look at it, it's almost a flower-faced cat.
Xingle, since your uncle has promised to teach you marksmanship, in the future, you should treat him as a father and a master, and don't go and thank your uncle soon."
Zhao Rouyi originally wanted to say "treat him as a father", but she couldn't say anything, and she immediately changed her words to "master" when she had an idea.
Since her husband said goodbye, she has been careful to avoid mentioning the word "father" in front of her daughter.
For the ruthless Bo Xingren, Zhao Rouyi thinks that he is not worthy of being Xingle's father.
A negative person who has no responsibility, what qualifications does he have to be a father like this, and he doesn't want a father like this, so he doesn't have to insult this sacred title.
In fact, when it comes to seniority and ranking, the relationship between her and Zhao Wudi is that of the same sister and brother, and since the little girl Xingle is her daughter, according to common sense, she should have called Zhao Wudi her uncle.
But there is such an iron precept in the clan rules of the Changshan Zhao clan, and solemnly and repeatedly stated that no one shall violate it, otherwise, no matter who it is, they will be removed from the family and expelled from the family.
This seemingly unkind precept is that all women with excellent martial arts qualifications in the family are not allowed to marry outside, and can only recruit sons-in-law, and the children born to them can only be descendants of the Zhao family, and they cannot flow into the door of others.
This kind of arrogant and impersonal family rules is not unique to the Shanzhao family.
From ancient times to the present, it is also a customary practice for some sacred places, the purpose of which is nothing more than to ensure that the talents and core inheritance do not flow out.
In this way, Zhao Rouyi recruited a door-to-door son-in-law back then, instead of marrying outside, and the little girl of Xingle was naturally named "Zhao" and became a descendant of the Changshan Zhao family.
Therefore, the little girl of Xingle called Zhao Wudi an uncle, not an uncle.
Xingle little girl's pair of eyes like black gems turned around, her eyebrows were raised lightly, and her nose twitched, even if she patted her head, she couldn't figure out how things could have become like this It seems, it seems, as if, she should have come to comfort her mother, but why did she cry first, and asked her mother to comfort herself She reached out and rubbed her eyes wildly, wiped her face with her sleeve and blinked wide, trying to sober herself.
Then, she obeyed her mother's instructions, took two steps forward, bowed down to Zhao Wudi, and said respectfully: "Zhao Xingle, the daughter of the Changshan Zhao family, meet your uncle and master" The little girl leaned down, touched the ground with her forehead, and bowed to Zhao Wushu three times, her movements were very standard, and her attitude was speechless.
In the end, she was born in a sacred place like the Changshan Zhao family, she has been well educated and nurtured since she was a child, and she is impeccable in etiquette.
This worship and Xingle are standard apprenticeship rituals, so as long as Zhao Wudi does not object, it is to determine the status of master and apprentice between them.
Since then, Zhao Wudi has had one more relative, a responsibility and concern in Datang.
Tang people attach great importance to the way of master, once the relationship between master and apprentice is established, it is a lifelong thing, no one, at any time dare not repent, even if it is because of sin and sit together, do not dare to dissolve the relationship between master and apprentice, otherwise, although the world is big, there is no place for you.
Xingle has already performed the apprenticeship ceremony, and the next step is for Zhao Wudi to accept and express his position, how he chooses, will affect Xingle's future and whether he and Changshan Zhao can get along well, there is no barrier.
And after worshipping, Zhao Xingle was still kneeling on the ground, with no intention of getting up.
A pair of clear eyes looked at Zhao Wuving, and there were still tears on his little face, giving people a feeling of pity.
Xingle has a pair of beautiful eyes, and these are a pair of talking eyes, and the meaning that comes out of the eye waves seems to say: "Uncle, Master, if you don't agree, Xingle won't get up" The reason why Zhao Wudi agreed to pass on Xingle's marksmanship was originally to make the head of the family, Zhao Rouyi, feel at ease, so as to gain the approval of the Changshan Zhao family, but he did not have the intention of accepting Xingle as an apprentice.
But now, in the face of Xingle, who worships the dust and looks forward to it, he is in a dilemma, and it is difficult to refuse.
Because the reason why Xingle knelt down to thank the teacher was not because of the little girl's whim and self-determination, but because of the instructions of her own master Zhao Rouyi.
Zhao Rouyi's approach is beyond reproach Anyway, after all, she is the head of the Changshan Zhao family, for a clansman who has lost contact with the main lineage of the family for hundreds of years, or a Gaidai Tianjiao with demonic qualifications and amazing eternals, the most important thing is that this clansman has also mastered the highest martial arts of the Changshan Zhao clan that has long been lost, and it is understandable that she is scheming.
"This," Zhao Wudi hesitated.
Seeing her uncle's hesitant appearance, the little girl in Xingle couldn't help but be disappointed in her heart, and immediately her eyes were misty, her nose twitched, and she cried when she saw it.
"Da Lang didn't think that Xingle was unbearable to teach" Zhao Rouyi naturally saw Zhao Wuyi's hesitation, but she didn't break it, but instead turned the topic and asked.
"No, no, no, how could it be" Zhao Wudi hurriedly denied.
Look at the joke, didn't you see the tearful appearance of the little girl in Xingle He pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "The head of the family, Invincible will definitely teach Xingle and never hide his selfishness, but Invincible is only seventeen years old this year, so it's not good to be her master":