The master and the general were talking in the garden, when a baby's cry came from the inner hall.
The general raised his eyebrows, patted the table and said, "The child is born!"
Before the master could answer the question, a maid from the palace came over and gasped: "Congratulations, sir, your wife has given birth to a little boy!"
The general laughed loudly when he heard this, took out a gold coin from his arms and handed it to the maid.
He smiled and said: "How is the situation, madam? If you take good care of her, you will be rewarded soon."
The maid happily took the gold coin and blessed the general with one.
She replied: "Mr. Wen said that Madam is in good condition and told the General not to worry. Now you can go in and see Madam." After saying that, she ran all the way to the back room.
The master gave the general his hand and said, "Congratulations to the general and his wife on the birth of their son. This house will really become lively from now on."
The general returned the gift with his hands raised and said: "We are happy together, we are happy together! By the way, when you and your wife gave birth to Xiaoxue, my husband and I missed it. You will have to have another drink with me when you settle down later."
After saying that, he waved his hand and walked inside.
Li Xiaoxue lay on the master's shoulder and looked in with wide eyes. As she looked, she said, "Dad, will Xiaoxue and Sister Wushuang become sisters in the future?"
The master smiled at her and said, "Yes, my Xiaoxue will also be a little sister from now on!"
While talking, Ye Zhiqiu came out with a blushing face and sat down next to the master. Li Xiaoxue jumped off the master and climbed on top of her.
Ye Zhiqiu hugged Li Xiaoxue, looked at the master and said, "Now Lin Yueru is finally satisfied. Our two families can move around more in the days to come."
The master nodded, looked at Li Xiaoxue in Ye Zhiqiu's arms and said, "No matter what happens to Ye'er and Wushuang in the future, our two families are good friends. You must have a few friends in life, otherwise it will be too lonely."
Li Xiaoxue in Ye Zhiqiu's arms pouted and said, "Brother, why haven't you come back to see Xiaoxue? Has he forgotten us?"
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he laughed angrily.
He stretched out his hand and pinched her ears gently and said, "Brother is practicing far away. He is the person who loves you the most in the world. You are not allowed to talk about him like this in the future. Do you understand?"
Li Xiaoxue turned her head, broke away from Ye Zhiqiu's hand, turned to look at her and said, "Brother loves Xiaoxue, why don't you come back to see me?"
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he was startled. He looked up at the moon in the sky and sighed quietly.
Said: "Your brother is a unique practitioner among the five regions. He went to Fangcun Mountain in the Xixuan Region with his husband, his wife, and you, Sister Mu Mu. He will not be able to come back for ten or eight years!"
"Xiaoxue will also practice in two years. Your brother has already prepared the exercises and elixirs for you. Do you think he loves you?"
When Li Xiaoxue heard this, she smiled with her eyes wide open, took Ye Zhiqiu's hand and said, "My brother gave Xiaoxue a lot of gold coins before he left. My mother will take Xiaoxue shopping to buy a new dress another day."
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he smiled and said, "Keep the gold coins your brother gave you carefully and spend them when you grow up! If you want a dress, my mother will buy it for you."
...
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the General Mansion was tense and joyful. Miss Wushuang accompanied her mother after giving birth.
Xu Jingyun, the general, his wife, and Ye Zhiqiu opened a jar of fruit wine in the garden and drank happily.
"Have you two thought about naming your child before?"
Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the general who was holding a wine glass and said in high spirits.
The general was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and put down the wine glass in his hand.
Looking at Ye Zhiqiu, he said: "Madam likes her daughter. She had thought of a name before. Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, she thought she would call her daughter Shangguan Qiuyue after she gave birth; but I really haven't thought about my son's name."
"Shangguan Qiuyue, Autumn Bright Moon, Mid-Autumn Moon, this name is very good, but it is not suitable for boys."
The master nodded and smiled lightly. "On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a bright moon arrives as promised. How about calling me Shangguan Qiu Ming?"
"A bright moon has arrived as promised?" The general continued to say it twice, turning his head and looking at Ye Zhiqiu who was holding Li Xiaoxue.
Smiling, she asked, "What do you think of this name, Mrs. Ye? I think it's good. It's simple and easy to remember, and it's very casual. I like it!"
Ye Zhiqiu glared at the Master and thought to himself, "Why are you so worried about other people's children?"
Looking at the general's joyful expression, he smiled sheepishly.
After pondering for a moment, he said softly: "Well, it's simple but not concise. It has the meaning of matching the Mid-Autumn Moon. You can ask Yueru another day, as long as she likes it too."
The general nodded and said, "I want to ask Madam what she means. I think she will like this name."
Li Xiaoxue's eyes were already half-open, looking dizzy and sleepy.
Hearing these words, he couldn't help but open his eyes and said: "Xiaoxue will call him brother Xiaoming from now on!"
...
Thousands of miles away, on Fangcun Mountain, Li Ye accompanied his husband to make tea and discuss Taoism under the moonlight.
Mu Mu couldn't resist her tiredness and asked Li Hongxiu to accompany her to bed.
"Your Formless Dharmakaya has reached great perfection. Are you still practicing your sword skills? Is there still no progress in the Falling Leaf Sword Skills?"
The gentleman added tea to Li Ye's cup and asked calmly.
"This...disciple is indeed useless."
Li Ye lowered his head and couldn't see his expression. He could only hear that his voice was a little tired and weak, and his expression was a little gloomy.
"I always thought that I was a genius and could learn everything quickly, from getting started with the Formless Dharmakaya to carving scriptures on the stone walls of Tianshan Mountain. However, practicing Falling Leaf Sword Technique really hit my confidence. After practicing for a few Years never get their way."
The husband looked at him and shook his head gently, and replied: "No hurry!"
"Even the "Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand" taught to me by Master Mumu Bai Susu was just a beginning. But watching Mr. cut off fifteen snowflakes with a sword in the snow made me subconsciously keep swinging the sword. Practice hard.”
Li Ye looked at him and continued: "I was able to chop off three snowflakes last winter, and I'm hoping to chop off four or five this winter."
He raised his head, looked at his husband and smiled self-deprecatingly, and then continued: "I really want to practice the Falling Leaf Sword Technique taught by your husband, but the more I want to practice it, the less confident I am."
Over the years, Mr. Li Ye has watched Li Ye go from a young man who had no idea what cultivation was to practicing with him, step by step, to his current state.
He had long believed that the child in front of him was a genius, but his husband was very cautious and rarely praised Li Ye in person, nor did he want his self-proclaimed genius to affect his practice.
"What you lose is what you gain in the east! It's already very good that you can realize how to cut the snow by yourself. If there is no progress in Falling Leaf Sword Technique, don't think about it for the time being. The road to practice is very long, so don't be in a hurry."
The husband looked at the sad Li Ye in front of him and said quietly.
Li Ye's time in the world of cultivation was too short. Needless to say, compared with him, even compared with Li Hongxiu, it was far behind.
But this disciple, who is less than ten years old, has already broken through to Nascent Soul.
If he and the Kuchan monk from the Great Buddha Temple hadn't banned his cultivation, he might have broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
No one in the Five Realms would believe this.
Seeing his self-deprecating and disappointed expression, the gentleman sighed softly.
He said: "Look at your wife, she has been practicing for decades. She is only in the late Nascent Soul stage. It will take seven or eight years of hard training to cross that threshold."
Li Ye thought that this was indeed the case. His own cultivation had made breakthroughs much faster than others. If he continued like this, the things that his husband was worried about might really happen.
Looking at Sir, he said seriously: "Sir, I will remember it."
The gentleman looked at him and nodded, pointing to Li Hongxiu's room.
"Don't compare with Mu Mu and Xiao Qing. You are not born in the same world. There is no comparison! But... in the two months since you came to Prajna Temple, I can feel that your body and state of mind have improved. Some improvement.”
"In this case, it doesn't really matter whether you practice Falling Leaf Sword Technique or not, right?"
The husband gave up the idea of continuing to practice Falling Leaf Sword Technique.
Li Ye shook his head, looked at his husband and replied: "I am just a young monk sweeping the floor in the temple now. Brother Minghui said that cultivating the mind is better than practicing, so I am not in a hurry about practicing, I just let nature take its course."
"What he said makes sense. If you encounter problems, you can ask him for advice. After all, he is an eminent monk who has been practicing for countless years. It is rare to find such a practitioner in the Five Realms."
The gentleman said seriously.
"I hope that when winter comes or next spring, I can practice the sixth-level mental method to perfection. Senior Brother Minghui also thinks that this is possible for me."
Li Ye looked at him and said quietly, thinking about the truth he told Minghui.
"Senior brother?" the gentleman repeated thoughtfully. "Isn't Minghui your senior uncle or senior uncle?"
"I originally called Master Minghui Uncle, but later he knew that I had received the great inheritance from the old monk Poxu on Tianshan Mountain, and he insisted on recognizing me as his junior brother. Now the monks in the temple call me Ming Uncle Chen."
Touching the back of his head, Li Ye replied with a smile.
"Mingchen? Didn't Kuchan give you the Dharma name Wuchen? Now you are Master Minghui's junior brother. When you return to the East Region and meet that guy Kuchan, won't you also want to call him senior brother? "
When the gentleman said this, he finally couldn't help laughing.
It’s not for anything else, it’s just that my apprentice is really weird!
It had only been two months since I came to Fangcun Mountain, and I had not yet become a disciple. Instead, I became a disciple with the eminent monk in the temple.
"It seems that you can't become a disciple in Prajna Temple. That's good. You can be less restrained and learn more about Buddhism. You didn't come here to become a monk, so that's very good."
The gentleman said and laughed.
Looking around, there really has never been a practitioner in the five realms who can be Master Minghui's junior disciple.
Unexpectedly, this humble disciple of his has quietly become Master Minghui’s younger disciple. Sir, he finds it strange when he thinks about it.
Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, the gentleman put down the fire on the table.
He picked up the cup in front of him and drank all the tea in it. He looked at Li Ye and said, "It's already late at night. Go back to your room and sleep."
After saying that, he didn't even clear away the tea sets on the table, got up and walked to his room.
Li Ye looked at his husband's back, thinking that he would have to get up early to sweep the floor tomorrow.
He also stretched his arms and stood up, carrying the lamp on the table and walked to his room.
After entering the house, I took off my shoes, lay on the bed and leaned on the pillow tiredly, closing my eyes and thinking about what my husband said.
"Actually... is it really that important to me to be able to practice Falling Leaf Sword Technique? Not all Nascent Soul Realm practitioners you encounter can defeat you. Those who can survive the battle are geniuses, just like Among the monks in Prajna Temple, are all the monks who can recite sutras eminent monks?"
I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I can train Zhan Xue to the level of my husband. I don't know how many years of hard work it will take. Why worry about the Falling Leaf Sword Technique that I can't practice?
I'm afraid that Tang Qiuyu and Xia Wutong in the imperial city at the foot of the mountain, as well as the young lady on Phoenix Mountain, are not as capable as me in practicing the snow-cutting sword technique to the beginning, right?
There is no difficulty in finding the right path, only choice.
After understanding this truth, the exhausted Li Ye closed his eyes, leaned against the bright light from the window, and fell asleep deeply.
