Chapter 773: ordinary

Great summer imperial city, autumn to winter comes, there is no sign of the first snow in early winter, thousands of miles are frozen, and thousands of miles of snow drift.
Knowing the Hou Mansion, Ning Chen stood in the courtyard, looking at the snow falling in the sky, with a faint smile on his face.
Winter is here, and time is really fast.
In the snow and snow, Bai Yexing sword, the speed is getting faster and faster, the sword is shining everywhere, stunning the world.
In a month's time, the peak of the sword has become more perfect, and the rare wizard on the sword is a thousand miles away.
In March, Ning Chen followed the agreement without any reservation, and taught him as much as Bai Ye could learn.
After counting the interest, the sword light dissipated, and in the snow, Bai Ye's figure stopped, looking at the figure of the plain clothes in front, and the cold eyes flashed a complex light.
"Time is up, let's go," Ning Chen said calmly.
Bai Ye clenched his sword in his hand, and his whole body was full of vitality, better than a month ago.
"You are not my opponent right now. There is only one chance. If you fail, I won't keep my hand." Ning Chen said lightly.
Bai Ye shook his body, his eyes regained his reason, and finally looked at the person in front of him, and immediately turned away.
"Mr. Zhiming, you are making me understand more and more"
Soon after Bai Ye left, the Dragon Gate appeared above the void, and a familiar figure came out. The powerful breath has reached its peak.
"Long time no see, Yang Hong"
Ning Chen looked at the visitor and said.
"I'll take His Majesty back to Northern Mongolia"
Yang Hong said indifferently.
"can"
Ning Chen nodded and responded calmly.
In the West Chamber, the door opened, and a bright moon in a Chinese costume walked out. Behind him, Amethyst, who had recovered from his wounds, followed and walked together.
"His Majesty"
Yang Hong knelt half a knee and respectfully said.
"Yanghou doesn't have to be more courteous, let's go"
Mingyue said something, and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.
Amethyst sighed in his heart, followed by speechlessly.
The three left, and the Hou Man became quiet again, the snow fluttering all over the sky, the still plain clothes, looking at the figure away, silent.
"Actually, Mingyue doesn't want to leave"
I don't know when, behind the plain clothes, Xin Yu came, dressed in a palace dress, the face of the country is more beautiful than the wind and snow.
"I know"
Ning Chen responded softly and turned to look at the woman next to her with a smile. "She grew up and can no longer be as capricious as a little girl. Guarding Beimeng is her choice and her responsibility."
"Really stop worrying, don't worry?"
Xinyu raised his hand and flicked away the snowflakes on the former body, and said softly.
"Ok"
Ning Chen nodded and said, "Yang Hong knows what to do. He is the one who left the moon for Mingyue and is worthy of trust."
Xin Yu was silent for a moment, and then whispered, "Since the things here have been done, let's go too"
"Where to go?" Ning Chen asked.
"Ordinary people's home"
A smile appeared on Xinyu's face, and said, "I'm tired these years too. For the rest of the day, I just want to spend my life indifferently. I don't want to see these rights struggles again."
"it is good"
Ning Chen nodded slightly and said, "Let's go"
The wind and snow drifted away, under the blue and white oil paper umbrella, the two stepped away from the Hou Mansion, just like in the past, it looks nothing special, no one knows, the two of them leave forever.
In Weiyang Palace, Lime felt the breath of the two going away, and her eyes were slightly dark. For the past 20 years, I hope she can be happy.
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Half a year later, in the west of Daxia, a remote small city, the city in disrepair is full of years. The people in the city make sunrise and sunset, and although they are poor, they are invincible and contented.
In a private school in the city, Lang Lang's reading came out. In the book hall, a figure in plain clothes stood in front of him, patiently teaching more than ten children in front of him to read and read.
Outside the hall, a white-bearded old man looked at the young man in the hall and nodded with satisfaction. He was old and could not teach. Now that the young man is there, he can trust the children to him with confidence. Too.
"Jade doesn't work, it doesn't work, people don't learn, they don't know the meaning"
"Jade doesn't work, it doesn't work, people don't learn, they don't know the meaning"
In the hall, young people in plain clothes read a sentence. In front of them, more than a dozen children read a sentence. Although it is not particularly clear what it means, but it is already a very happy thing to be able to read a book. Know that the opportunity to study is hard to come by, so cherish it.
"Being a son, Fang Shaoshi, pro-teacher, practice etiquette"
"Being a son, Fang Shaoshi, pro-teacher, practice etiquette"
The chanting sounded out from the hall. Outside the hall, the old gentleman rickled and walked towards the private school step by step.
Half a day passed quickly, and after school, the children in the hall got up one after another, saluted goodbye to Mr., and then ran to the outside.
In the hall, a smile appeared on Ning Chen's face, watching the children leave.
"Mr"
A little boy with a patch on his body stepped forward timidly and yelled softly.
"Xiaowen, what's wrong?"
Ning Chen squatted down, rubbed the boy's head with his hand, and asked softly.
"Sir, my mother-in-law is sick, and I want to stay at home to take care of my mother-in-law," the little man timidly said.
Ning Chen thought for a while and said, "You go home first. Later, sir will go to your house to see if you are good?"
"Ok"
The little man nodded, packed his things, and trot out of the school.
Watching all the children leave, Ning Chen closed the door of the school and walked towards the private school.
"Aunt Su, a tofu"
In front of the tofu stall along the street, Ning Chen stopped and looked at the woman in front of her, and said.
"It's Mr. Ning"
After the stall, a woman in a coarse clothed shirt smiled, looked at the the side, and said, "Xiaomei, please give Mr. Ning a tofu"
"it is good"
The girl known as Xiaomei wrapped the cut tofu and handed it to the person in front of her, with a pretty red face, "Mr. Ning, the tofu you want"
"Thank you"
Ning Chen smiled, took the tofu, put down the copper coins, and immediately walked towards the west.
"Student like Mr. Ning is really polite"
The woman looked at the young man away and sighed with emotion.
"Mother, it's not too early. Let's pack up and go back."
Su Mei withdrew his eyes, looked at the mother beside him, and said.
"Ok"
The woman nodded and started to clean up the tofu booth.
"Little eyebrow?"
"Ok?"
Su Mei looked away, wondering.
The woman hesitated for a moment. After a moment, she whispered, "Mr. Ning is a man with a family. You have also seen his lady, who is born like the person in the painting, so"
"Mother, don't say it"
Su Mei's mouth interrupted the former's words, his face was reddish, and there was a hint of grievance in his tone, "I know what you mean, I will not be delusional"
"Hey"
The woman sighed softly and said nothing more.
In the east of the city, in front of an ordinary small courtyard not far from the private school, Ning Chen pushed the door in and looked at the beautiful shadow of the pharmacy in the courtyard, smiling, "I'm back"
Xinyu raised his head and smiled softly, saying, "Why is it late today?"
"I went to Aunt Su to buy some tofu and walked one more street, it was a little late," Ning Chen replied with a smile.
"Tired one day, go back to the house and rest for a while, I'll cook"
Xinyu got up and stepped forward, took the tofu and said softly.
"Ok"
Ning Chen nodded and walked towards the house together.
Just after winter, the weather is still a bit cold, but there is a fire in the room, which is much warmer than outside.
It didn't take long for Xinyu to serve the prepared meals. The meals were simple. A plate of tofu, a plate of greens, and two bowls of rice made no difference compared to ordinary people's homes.
"Xin Yu, wait a while to go out with me"
Ning Chen said while eating.
"Is there a problem?"
Xinyu put some greens in the former bowl, wondering.
"Xiaowen's mother is sick, I want you to help me see it"
Ning Chen said the truth.
"it is good"
Xinyu nodded and said, "Let's go after we have eaten. This season is easy to get sick. I have heard about the situation of the child's home. It seems that it is not very good. I can't afford to hire a doctor."
It was getting dark outside, and the two had eaten and went out together.
In the early spring night, a cold moon hung high, and the stars could hardly be seen above nine days. The cold moon night was even quieter.
The two walked on the street, seldom talked along the way, quietly accompanied and followed.
Half a year, the two who have been running around and waiting for thirty years have rarely been calmed down.
Suddenly, the end of the street ran wildly, broke the tranquility, and galloped past the two. After a while, it disappeared into the night.
"Did you encounter it?"
Ning Chen supported the woman next to her and said softly.
"No"
Xinyu shook his head gently, his eyes looked at him, and said, "Somewhat strange, that person is very strange, and should not be here."
"Maybe it's a passerby"
Ning Chen should say a word, did not pay attention to it, and continued to walk forward.
Half an hour later, in the corner of the east of the city, in front of a dilapidated house, the two approached, and Ning Chen stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Yes, sir"
In the house, the little boy who was doing laundry was looking happy and ran forward in two or two steps to open the door.
"Mr"
Seeing the person in front of him, Xiaowen called out with joy, however, when he noticed the fairy-like woman beside him, he immediately became timid.
"Xiaowen, I am your mother's lady, come and see your mother's illness"
Xinyu squatted down and looked softly.
"Please ... come in"
Xiaowen responded nervously and gave way.
Inside the house, a pretty woman lying on the bed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ pale and abnormal, coughing from time to time, looking very sick.
Xin Yu stepped forward and sat by the bed, carefully examining the woman's pulse.
Ning Chen stood aside, and Yu Guang saw a sword hanging on the wall, his expression slightly startled.
How can there be a sword in Xiaowen's family?
"Sir, will you cure your mother's illness?"
Xiaowen shook the arms of those around him, his eyes full of pleading, Tao.
After talking, Xiaowen seemed to think of something, climbed onto the stool, took off the sword hanging on the wall, and handed it to the former, with tears in his eyes, "Sir, mother said, this sword is a family heirloom, Spiritual, there is no more money in my family. Can I use this sword as medicine? "
"Sir, look, this is really a family heirloom of my family." Xiaowen tried to pull the hilt and scabbard hard, and wanted to show him, but he couldn't pull it out.
Aside, Xinyu saw this and sighed softly. Although the sword is spiritual, how could the sword of the world dared to shed in front of him.