Comprehensive martial arts pen to punish the world

People in the world often say that those who are good at chess are good at strategy, and you can know them by watching the style of chess, which is probably the same reason.Mu Shu is good at chess, although he doesn't play chess very often, he is a good player who likes to use his sword to take the edge. Sometimes Ximen Chuuxue will invite her to play chess together.Mu Shu is very familiar with Ximen Chuuxue's style of chess, just like this person's swordsmanship, sharp and indomitable, this is not to say that Ximen Chuuxue is not good at strategy, but most of the time, Ximen Chuuxue prefers to fight in an upright manner. dismissive.

Now on this chessboard, Ximen Chuuxue has continued his usual style, black pieces are like swords, and the offensive is as fast as a storm, gaining the upper hand for a while.In contrast, Ye Ying's chess style can be said to be extremely gentle, not fast, but very stable.Baizi's protection was perfect and impeccable. Although he was at a disadvantage in the fight with Heizi at the beginning, he still divided the territory for himself at a leisurely pace.Heizi regarded attack as the best defense, and when he came to his senses, Baizi had already formed an encircling circle, with both offensive and defensive capabilities, making it impossible for people to attack.

The chess styles of both of them are upright, and they prefer to fight in an upright manner. The difference is that one of them shows their blades and the other hides their fronts. They are harmonious but different.

"Brother, is he teaching Ximen?" Even if Mu Shu doesn't know the way of kendo, he can clearly see that Ye Ying's understanding of kendo is better than that of Ximen Chuuxue.Ximen Chuuxue's sword is double-edged, and there is no return to the sword, so it is inevitable to hurt others and oneself.Ye Ying's sword has already formed its own domain, as steady as a mountain, even if you can see him draw the sword, it is absolutely powerless to parry.

"No." Ye Ying took a sip of her tea, and said with a calm expression, "One way of swords is three thousand ways, and there are countless paths. No one has the right to comment on other people's swordsmanship. If others can't, I naturally can't. Therefore, I just show my swordsmanship, the idea in my heart, whether it is right or wrong, it is up to him to distinguish, and what he can realize is also in him, not in me."

Mu Shu thinks about it too, the truth is actually very simple, different people have different ideas, if you force others to accept your own three views, it would be too ridiculous.

"Then is there any difference in the way of swordsmanship?" Mu Shu held a teacup to warm his hands, touched his lips, and said, "It's the so-called ruthless way and sentient way, how are they divided?"

"The word "Tao" can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words. There is no specific boundary between them." Regarding the young girl's curiosity, Ye Ying has always been full of words, and patiently explained, "People It is impossible to be completely ruthless, the difference is only where you put your love. If you are devoted to the Tao, you will naturally be ruthless to others, which is the so-called ruthless way; Dao. If both should be taken into consideration, if you love the world greatly, if you have love, but it seems plain and forgetful, then it should be the supreme way of forgetting love.”

This kind of rhetoric is a bit novel to Mu Shu, she pondered for a while, then said hesitantly: "In this way, there is only one step between the two."

"One thought becomes a fairy, one thought becomes a devil, everything in the world is like this." Ye Ying took these things very lightly, merits and demerits are right and wrong, and most of the time it depends on the mouth of the world.It is nothing more than that. "It is right or wrong to devote one's life to save one person. Who is right? Who is wrong? When one is exhausted. , sages and sages also have faults, morality and love are sometimes difficult to balance, if you want to be perfect all your life and have a clear conscience, how easy is it?"

Mu Shu couldn't help laughing, she had been entangled with all kinds of gloomy questions in her heart, but in Ye Ying's eyes, they were so understated.It's like she has been thinking whether Ximen Chuuxue's kendo is right or wrong, but this question itself is a result without an answer, even if there was one, she shouldn't be able to say it.

Not only Ximen Chuuxue, maybe she herself?

The appearance of that person once made her shaken and confused, crying and thinking helplessly, and she also asked herself why should I suffer so much?

But in the final analysis, there is actually no definite answer to this question. Everything she has done so far has never made her regret it, and that is enough.

Mu Shu made up his mind, intending to finish writing "Dongmei Xue" which had been idle for a long time according to his own thoughts and feelings.As Ye Ying said, she doesn't really need to comment on Ximen Chuuxue's kendo. All she has to do is to show her ideas and thoughts, what she can see from it, and decide how to go in the future. That's all Ximen Chuuxue's business and has nothing to do with her .

"Thank you, brother." Mu Shu smiled and hugged Ye Ying's arm, and said in a lively and charming way that was different from usual, "Brother helped me a lot."

Ye Ying hummed lightly, and didn't ask how she helped, but just listened to her in silence.After a long time, Ye Yingcai said coldly: "Your senior sister has sent a letter."

Mu Shudeng trembled suddenly, as if someone had grabbed a fox's tail, he was sweating profusely.After Ye Ying said this sentence, she didn't speak anymore, and even took the teapot from the stove very considerately, and filled Mu Shu's teacup with hot tea.After doing all this, Ye Ying still sat quietly, as if she was waiting for Ximen Chuuxue to recover from her epiphany.He put one hand on the table and the other on his lap, obviously his expression and posture were so leisurely and gentle, but he forcibly gave Mu Shu the illusion of being interrogated in court.

Mu Shu persuaded without hesitation: "...QvQ, I was wrong, big brother."

Ye Ying gently stroked her head, but did not speak.

Seeing that Ximen Chuuxue didn't know how long he was going to contemplate, it was not easy for the brother and sister to say something personal in front of Ximen Chuuxue.It was supposed to be Ximen Chuuxue who went to visit Ye Yingcai, but Ye Ying knew that she was still asleep, so she told others not to disturb her, and played chess with Ximen Chuuxue while waiting for her to wake up.Mu Shu asked about Zhu Qiqi's whereabouts, and learned that the little girl couldn't stand the two icebergs stuffing gourds in the carriage, so she ran to the frame of the hidden sword to find the accompanying female disciple to play with.

Mu Shu dragged Ye Ying's hand very rudely and ran to the cubicle, leaving Ximen Chuuxue aside and ignoring him.Fortunately, the carriage is very spacious, almost like a room, Ye Ying sat down at the coffee table, Mu Shu picked up Xiao Wuyue who was sleeping on the bed with limp hands and feet, and stuffed it into Ye Ying's arms.Mu Shu was busy boiling hot water to make tea, Ye Ying hugged Xiao Wuyue silently.Although he had never been a father before, most of his younger siblings were brought up by him as if they were children, so Ye Ying's movements of holding the children were not jerky.

Mu Shu brewed a cup of Yuhua tea for Ye Ying, the compartment was filled with the elegant and mellow tea fragrance, the warm and moist breath penetrated into the lungs, making people's heart settle down at once.

"This child is called Jiang Wuyue, the child of Jiang Feng, the most beautiful man in the Ming Dynasty, and Huayuenu, the head maid of Yihua Palace." Mu Shu thought for a moment, and chose a softer breakthrough point to start the topic. They are a pair of twins, and there is another child named Jiang Xiaoyu who was taken away by Master Wule."

Ye Ying patted the swaddle in silence, put the baby on her lap, and did not speak.Mu Shu sorted out some messy thoughts, and explained the cause and effect of the matter bit by bit.

She only told her own story without bringing her own emotions, because she knew that Ye Ying had her own judgment in her heart, and she didn't need to confuse his judgment.She talked about the first meeting when she was seven years old, about the reunion on Quting Mountain, and about every step of walking the rivers and lakes together.She told the story of the dangerous dispute when she met Lu Xiaofeng for the first time, the story of Li Xunhuan, and the story of the Jinpeng Dynasty and Shi Guanyin.As she was talking, she suddenly realized with joy and sadness that there were so many memories and stories between them.

Although she didn't know what the senior sister said in the letter, Mu Shu still explained the matter clearly, including Tang Wule's confession and the feelings that gradually sprouted during the relationship.After saying this, she lowered her head dejectedly like a child whose puppy love has been caught by her parents.

Ye Ying has been listening to her description in silence, sitting quietly with her eyes closed. She didn't ask calmly until she finished speaking, "This child is named Tang Wule?"

Mu Shu was slightly embarrassed by the title of his eldest brother, and slumped on the table like a salted fish, and said in a weak voice: "...Yes, it is like this, but I refused, elder brother."

Facing his elder brother's face as calm as water, Mu Shu could only silently say three sentences against his will, young master, I'm sorry, but who told you that you were cheated by yourself in the past?After reading, he began to force his elder brother to eat Amway: "I think I am still young, and I can stay for a few more years, but he is not young, so..."

Come on, if this stupid reason can coax her eldest brother, she will read all the fifth brother's lines to the young master in the future.

"The process is complicated, but the ending is the same. All in all, I am mad at him now." Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, and salted fish are not afraid of soy sauce. Mu Shu calmly gave his thumbs up, forcibly changed the subject, and said, "Brother After we visit Uncle Simon, shall we leave for the Kingdom of Jin early? I've almost had enough fun."

If you haven't played enough, you have to play enough, let's go, let's go, Minguo is simply not suitable for her.

#It seems that the death flag has been erected. #

Although I don't know the reason why Ye Ying didn't have any plans to investigate further, but the eldest brother who is usually considerate has noticed something.After being silent for a long time, she changed the topic according to her wish: "Yes, but now the Kingdom of Jin is in constant war. If you go to the Kingdom of Jin, you must be fully prepared before you go on the road."

Since there is enough time, there is always something to do before leaving the Ming Kingdom.

Mu Shu opened the outline of "Dongmei Xue", a story she had left idle for a long time.Although there has always been a vague and silent touch, it is really difficult for her to express the feelings in her heart into words and write them out.But now being awakened by his elder brother, Mu Shu realizes that he has made a mistake that the author should not have made.

Writing a book is often about writing the emotions and feelings that come to mind at that moment. If you want to materialize all abstract feelings into existing things, then the article will be turned into a dry report.What the author has to do is to record his own feelings, and use a long story to render and describe this touch, so that readers can be brought in and empathize with them.

So, what kind of story should you write?

Since it is a romance novel, it must have a male and female protagonist. The male protagonist should not be second-guessed, so what kind of woman should the female protagonist write about?

In Mu Shu's mind, there was a brilliant red in the snow, like a red plum, like a flame, blooming beautifully and burning fiercely.Mu Shu thought, that woman must be different.

She should like red clothes, like the red plums that are proud of snow and frost, not the small and delicate Emei thorns, but the wild and windy desert swordsmanship.Such a woman should be bold and unruly, right?No, that's not the case. She may be a very delicate and elegant woman.The red dress is like fire, but it is as calm as water when she wears it, it is not hot but cold, because the fire is burning, in the bottom of her heart.

The world thinks that her heart should be as delicate and beautiful as her appearance, but her swordsmanship is like the desert outside the Great Wall, with the madness of wind and sand, so she is marked with rudeness with disdain and contempt; She should be kind and compassionate, but she deviates from the orthodoxy, and she will draw a sword against the weak just because of the distinction between right and wrong; The flames of war and the civilians who were crying to open the city gate, but she would say to the generals so coldly that the overall situation should be the most important thing.

Maybe she is right, maybe her judgment is not wrong, but because of her decisiveness and ruthlessness, the world cannot forgive her.

She should be gentle, and her smile is bright, but when she draws the knife, her expression is like ice, and her eyes are burning with flames, but there is still a trace of unknown arrogance mixed in it—it is not her personality. Wuchen, just long-term loneliness but no one understands the persistence in her heart, so she blooms alone in the embrace of ice and snow, unintentionally competing for the warmth of the spring breeze.

——Like plum blossoms.

Then?In the world full of wind and snow, she met the man who was more indifferent than the glacier. They looked at the similar loneliness in each other's eyes, and there were all kinds of things that followed.

Dong Hongmei, Gu Xueji.

That mutual cuddling relationship finally turned into a flame that burned everything up, or maybe it turned into fresh snow on the eaves. In a blink of an eye, it has been years and years.

Mu Shu thought to himself, this is probably a story that is too long and too contradictory.