After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

After a round of drinking, Old Man Geng, still a little tipsy, put his glass heavily on the table and said, "Su Erlang, if you want to be my disciple, you must first abide by our three rules."

The village chief almost choked to death. What was this old man trying to say?

Su Yunting was overjoyed, put down his wine glass, sat up straight, and said solemnly: "Master, let alone three rules, even if you have tens of thousands, as long as you can teach me real skills, I will abide by them."

Old man Geng's aura changed dramatically. He no longer looked like a farmer strolling leisurely in the fields. Instead, he looked like a long-covered sword, filled with murderous intent.

For a moment, everyone present didn't dare to make the slightest noise.

"The first rule is that we must abide by the law and not commit crimes, bully the people, or bully the weak."

Su Yunting clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Master."

Old man Geng's voice became solemn: "Second rule, you must respect your teachers and respect their teachings. You must not bully your teachers or destroy your ancestors."

Su Yunting thought about it and gave a very comprehensive answer: "As long as the sect does not do anything illegal and does not harm my Yongchang Marquis Mansion, I can do this."

Old Man Geng did not force Su Yunting to choose between his family and his sect, but continued, "This is the last option."

He paused, and said in a grim tone: "Drive out the Tartars and restore China!"

When these words came out, even the village chief was so shocked that his eyes were about to burst: "Old man Geng, don't talk nonsense!"

After saying that, the village chief looked around and made sure that there was no one else around. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and just warned everyone present.

"Just now, Old Man Geng didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything. Do you understand?"

Everyone also knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded hurriedly.

Only Su Yunting was full of vigor and looked straight at the old man: "I have been guarding the border for many years in Yongchang Marquis Mansion. I have no choice but to do this."

Old Man Geng didn't believe it: "Aren't you yearning for the martial arts world?"

Su Yunting grinned: "Drive them away first, then I will go back to my own world."

"Okay, you have to remember what you said. Our sect is called Hanguang Sect, and the leader's token is the Hanguang Sword."

"Hanguang Sword? Chengying Sword, Hanguang Sword and Xiaolian Sword are collectively known as the Three Swords of Shang Tianzi." Su Yunting was shocked. This sect must have started last week.

As expected, Old Man Geng's gaze was far-reaching, and his voice seemed to have traveled through the long river of time: "Our sect has existed since the end of the Shang Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty. During this period, we experienced the Qin King's conquest of the six kingdoms and the Han Dynasty's expulsion of the Xiongnu. After several wars, we finally decided to establish our sect in Youzhou."

Su Yunting and the others' hands trembled.

Youzhou, isn’t that one of the sixteen states ceded by the Zhou Dynasty?

No wonder Old Man Geng has such a deep hatred for the enemies in the north.

"Where are the other uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters?" Su Yunting asked softly.

The old man's eyes were moist. He picked up a glass of wine, tilted his head back and drank it down his throat. The hot feeling suppressed the sourness in his heart.

"Buried in Youzhou."

Su Yunting suddenly remembered the eight major sects in "Lonely City" who guarded the border with Yun Gucheng. Could this be true?

The real name of the sect was not mentioned, but a few other sects were fabricated.

If the Hanguang Sect is one of the eight major sects, then who is Yun Gucheng?

Suddenly, Su Yunting felt that there were countless mysteries and fogs around A Niang. He thought he had cleared away the first layer of fog, but he didn't expect that there were layers upon layers inside, making it difficult to see clearly.

What was the reason that forced A Niang to submit to the backyard for decades?

What was the reason why A Niang didn't choose to divorce?

What caused A Niang to suddenly tear off her disguise and reveal her true nature?

Su Yunting felt that his brain was not enough. Wang A Niang always said that he was the smartest person in the Yongchang Marquis Mansion, but he could not even understand A Niang's intentions.

"Master, do you know my mother?"

Old Man Geng was silent for a moment, then he said, "I have been deeply touched by the kindness of the wife of Marquis Yongchang, and I have no way to repay her."

Hearing this, Su Yunting took a deep breath and was shocked!

Everything is connected! This is what my mother deliberately led me here to get this opportunity!

As for whether A Niang had any tricks up her sleeve, that was not something she could control.

Old man Geng felt both sad and happy when he accepted a disciple.

The group drank a second round of wine until the sun set and dyed the entire mountain red. Only then did Su Yunting reluctantly say goodbye.

When his figure completely disappeared at the end of the village, the village chief slapped Old Man Geng hard on the back.

"Why are you trying to fool Su Erlang like this? What about the Hanguang Sword and the Hanguang Sect? You sound so real! If you and I hadn't grown up together naked, I would have almost been fooled."

Aunt Geng felt sorry for her husband and quickly stepped in between the two of them: "How smart is this Su Erlang? How can he believe it if you don't make it up properly?"

"You can fool around, but why would you want to get involved with Youzhou? Are we allowed to interfere in military and national affairs like that?"

Aunt Geng raised her neck and said, "Don't forget the academy examination of the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang! Every citizen has a share of responsibility for the fate of a country. Even if we were nominated, what would happen?"

The village chief was so angry that he pointed his finger and said, "Girls are outgoing, so you should protect him."

Aunt Geng's face softened instantly like the weather in June: "Little brother, this is your brother-in-law. Give him some face in front of your nephew."

The village chief had no way to deal with this elder sister. He also knew that once the words were spoken, they could not be taken back, so he had to bite the bullet and admit the fact. He also had to discuss it with the villagers to prevent the lie from being exposed.

The village chief also said goodbye and left. Only then did Aunt Geng turn around and grab Old Man Geng's ear, angrily.

"You are such a talkative old man, do you know how much trouble you almost caused? What if Su Erlang really went to the battlefield and wanted to retake Youzhou? How would you explain to the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang?"

Old man Geng smoked his cigarette listlessly while letting Aunt Geng twist his ears left and right until they turned red and painful.

Seeing this, Aunt Geng sighed and muttered, "I don't know what happened to you during those ten years you were away. You looked so listless when you came back. If the birthmark on your back hadn't changed, I would have thought someone had impersonated you."

Amidst Aunt Geng's angry scolding, Old Man Geng sat alone on a stool in the yard, watching the sun set in the west and the bright moon rise. It goes on and on, forever.

The flashes of swords and the bloodstained earth deep in memory also reappeared before my eyes at this moment.

Those faces, some of which were ready to die, and some of which were full of ferocious looks, were like poisonous snakes, biting at his old heart.

Old man Geng poured a pot of wine on the ground and murmured softly: "Someone still remembers you. He even wrote you into a sketchbook. Many people are reading it and they all say it's very well written."