When Di Cheng returned to Ningbi Villa, before he even raised his foot to enter the door, he suddenly saw the figure at a glance.
It was not until dusk, but the sky was dark, snow had fallen all day and night, and the mountain road was steep, blocking pedestrians. In the fluttering snow, there was a man dressed in black with a lonely and tall figure.
"Young master, you are back. The master has been talking about it for a long time. You practice martial arts every day, rain or shine, but you should also pay attention to your body..."
This young master who has just returned to the manor is very much loved by the owner of the manor. Whenever he asks for something, the owner of the manor will respond. At this moment, seeing him standing in the snow in a daze, looking at the visitors led into the manor by the housekeeper, he was silently lost in thought. The people waiting at the side just kept urging him to go inside to avoid the wind and snow, and he didn't dare to ask why the young master had a different expression when he saw the man just now.
Di Cheng came back to his senses, responded in a low voice, and stepped inside. Although it is located in a cold area, the village is still green all the year round, just like the name Ningbi. The charcoal fire in the house is burning vigorously. Those who come back from the outside will forget that the cold winter is coming when they step in, and the mountains are covered by heavy snow, and they only feel warm as spring.
The owner of the villa is surnamed Di, and at the age of forty-five or sixteen, he is at the peak of energy. Under his management, although Ningbi Villa rarely shows up in the martial arts, it still ranks firmly among the four major families in the martial arts.
He also has two sons, who are shrewd and capable on weekdays, and can even share his worries. At his age, with his achievements, there shouldn't be anything that would bother him. However, when he heard a servant whispering a few words in his ear, he suddenly became frowning.
The eldest son of the Di family, Di Jue, and the second son, Di Xun, saw it in their eyes, and they looked at each other. Not knowing what was going on, Di Jue asked aloud:
"Why is father bothered?"
The owner of the villa pondered for a moment before replying: "Someone came to ask for ginseng."
Di Xun laughed and said, "I don't know how many ginseng are sent out on weekdays. Why is Daddy feeling distressed today?"
Ningbi Villa has been famous in the martial arts for a hundred years, and it first started by collecting ginseng. If there is a rare birth on any mountain, as long as the emblem of Ningbi Villa is left behind, no one else will dare to trespass on that mountain. However, they do not dominate the mountain to eat alone all day long, let alone cut off the livelihood of other ginseng pickers. Not only that, but whenever there are ginseng collectors passing by, they will provide hospitality, food, clothing and rest. The ginseng pickers are grateful, and if they come back alive from the mountain with treasures, they will leave 30% to the owner as a token of gratitude.
Di Jie was careful and steady, so he thought for a while before asking: "It's snowing heavily on the mountain, and it's not easy for ordinary people to come to the door. I don't know who is the person who came to ask for advice?"
The owner of the village nodded approvingly at him, and replied with his beard: "Uncle Wu led the man to the outer hall to serve tea, he only said that the man's martial arts skills are extremely high, so don't take it lightly."
Hearing this, even Second Master Di put away his indifferent expression. Uncle Wu is not only the steward of Ningbi Villa, but also one of the most masters in the village, even he has dealt with it so solemnly, what kind of big man is here
The owner of the villa sighed: "It's a blessing for Ningbi Villa that such a hero has taken a fancy to my Di family. I should have given everything I have to get acquainted with this friend, but what he asked for was nothing but the thousand-year-old snow ginseng. .”
This time even Di Jie was surprised: "How did he know about Xueshen?"
Di Xun also frowned and said: "Could it be those ginseng pickers? My father prepared a generous gift that day, and they were not satisfied, so they even spread the word about it—" That day Ningbi Mountain Villa found a thousand-year-old snow ginseng queen , in order to make up for the ginseng pickers who also came here for this purpose, they have presented dozens of extremely precious snow ginseng as gifts. Although it cannot be compared with the thousand-year-old snow ginseng, it is also a rare treasure.
Master Di shook his head and said: "Those ginseng collectors back then were not people who didn't know the rules. If they wanted to spread the word, they would have heard rumors in the Jianghu. What's more, they are not people who practice martial arts. They only know that taking snow ginseng can prolong life. All diseases are gone, but I don’t know that this ginseng has some unusual benefits for people who practice martial arts.”
Di Jie understood the meaning of his father's words, and continued: "The thousand-year-old snow ginseng can help people open up the meridians and improve their skills. It is a rare holy product for people who practice martial arts. However, according to what Uncle Wu said, that person Since you are already a generation with outstanding martial arts, why do you still miss this gin?"
Di Xun interjected: "There's no reason not to use the skill that comes for nothing, at least it's worth a few years of hard work in the cold and heat, no matter who hears about it, how can they not be tempted?"
Hearing this, Di Jie turned to look at him and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, when I told Daddy to give you ginseng, why did you refuse?"
Di Xun said bluntly: "Father and elder brother are unwilling to monopolize this ginseng, how can I afford it?"
After getting the snow ginseng, Master Di said that he was nearly half a hundred years old, and his martial arts had already stagnated. He wanted to share the ginseng with his two sons, but Di Xun and Di Xun refused to accept it. For a while, father, son, and filial piety gave in to each other, so the matter had to be put aside for the time being, and the owner of Di Zhuang kept the ginseng properly for emergencies.
The owner of the villa sighed: "When I was talking about the marriage of children with you Lou Shibo earlier, I intended to send snow ginseng as a dowry gift to the Lou family in Junshan, but I thought that when Xun'er got married, I was afraid that I would not be able to find a suitable dowry gift. , it will inevitably appear that the old father treats one more than another.”
As soon as this remark came out, Di Xun's neck turned red, "Father, my son doesn't want to marry yet—"
Di Jie also said at the same time: "Father has already put a lot of effort into my son's marriage. From my son's point of view, this ginseng is still—"
"Can you give me this ginseng?"
While there was a lot of discussion, only a boy's voice suddenly sounded.
The three looked up and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing at the door with a calm expression, looking directly at Zhuang Zhu.
After hearing this, Di Xun and Di Xun looked at each other, and they knew each other's feelings clearly. Their little brother has been homeless for sixteen years and has suffered all kinds of hardships. As an elder brother, he can't help but feel sorry for him. Hearing his words, he has no intention of fighting with him. Instead, he looks at his father together, secretly pleading for him meaning.
When the owner of the village saw the young man, his brows immediately relaxed, his face was full of kindness, but when he remembered what he had just said, he couldn't help but wonder, and asked softly, "Qing'er, why do you want this ginseng?" I owe this son a lot, but whatever the youngest son asks for, he will definitely give it all. However, this child has a strong personality, and he rarely asks him. He didn't expect that he would directly ask him for this snow ginseng today.
Di Cheng paused for a moment, and replied, "Send it off."
Hearing this, Zhuang Master Di changed his mind a little, wondering if Cheng'er's abnormal words and deeds were caused by the person who came to ask for advice, so he asked, "Does Cheng'er know the friend who came to ask for advice? Why do you want to ask?" Do you want to present him as a gift?"
Di Cheng was silent for a long time before he said, "The one who needs this ginseng is my master." Although he had never seen his master come with him, he still vividly remembered the scene from a few months ago. related to the condition.
Master Di was also taken aback when he heard the words, and then he said happily: "It's such a coincidence, after you returned to the village, Cheng'er, you never mentioned your master's name and name, can you tell me your master's name today?"
Di Cheng was taken back to Ningbi Villa for more than a month, even though his father and brother cared for him, he still felt that everything was in a dream, and he only thought he was living here as a guest. He vaguely knew that this snow ginseng plant was extremely precious, and since he wanted to let the owner cut it off, he should have nothing to hide. After thinking twice, he finally answered:
"Master's name is Ye Ziyun."
The owner of the villa was stunned. No matter how far Changbai Mountain is from the south of the Yangtze River, he would never have heard of this name in the Jianghu. Knowing things."
After all, Di Jie reacted quickly, and said: "There are many people with the same name in the world. The master of the third brother may not be the former leader of the Yishui League."
Hearing the words, the owner of the villa also settled down, nodded and said: "What my son said makes sense."
Who is dead, and who has the same name? Di Cheng stood on the spot, his face turned pale in an instant, and the conversations of others came to his ears, but he didn't seem to understand the meaning of those simple words at all.
After the chaotic voices in his head receded like a tide, he stood there in a daze, and then slowly thought about the words his father said just now:
"I died a year ago—" Suddenly, I felt a pain in my heart, as if I understood something, but also as if I had never figured it out.
There was only a sound of hurried footsteps, and the voice of the military steward came, "Vendor Master, the person who came to ask for ginseng is the hero Luo Yinluo."
The owner of the villa stood up abruptly when he heard the words, "Luo Yin? The best friend of President Ye, Luo Yin who is known as the best sword in the world?" Then he turned his head to look at the youngest son. If it was that Luo Yin, could Chenger's words be true? Is it Ye Ziyun
Di Cheng lowered his eyes to hide his surprise, and said in a low voice: "The black-clothed swordsman I saw just now outside the village is the one who taught me the sword skills in the past. He once told me personally that his master's name is Ye Ziyun. "
He only knew that that person was his master, since people in Jiang Hu had rumored that he was dead, and he didn't come forward to refute it, it seemed like he didn't intend to let others know his current situation.
After saying that, he raised his head again, looked at his father, his eyes were full of pleading: "Just now I saw it in front of Zhuang, and I remembered that when I was apprenticed to my master, I never told him my real name. I don’t know how to face my mentor. I heard my father and two elder brothers talk about Xueshen, and I remembered that the master once said that an old man was seriously ill and urgently needed good medicine for treatment. If he enshrined this to his mentor, he would be happy.”
After listening to the previous sentence, Master Di had already tasted other meanings. Everyone in the world knows that Luo Yin and Ye Ziyun have a deep friendship, and it is reasonable for them to accept disciples on behalf of them. Thinking about it this way, they feel relieved, and he stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"I see, this old man is in Nahan. With Luo Daxia's martial arts and swordsmanship, I don't think he will pay attention to the effect of this snow ginseng. It is not only for curing diseases and saving lives, but also he is Cheng'er's mentor. A plant of snow ginseng is nothing to worry about." , let Cheng’er personally pick up the snow ginseng and send it over.”
Luo Yin was also slightly startled when he saw Di Cheng, remembering that Ye Ziyun once said that his little apprentice's background might be unusual, but how could he have expected that he would have formed the relationship today five years ago.
Di Cheng originally wanted to take his master to the village to recuperate, but Luo Yin didn't want to cause trouble, so he declined, and thanked him after getting the snow ginseng and left.
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