The Cultivation Of The Maid

Kawakami Yuta sat under the eaves, staring blankly at the beautifully-shaped mountain twigs in the courtyard.

The hibiscus loves chunchun flowers. This type of flower called "camellia" in the neighboring seas has hundreds of varieties in hibiscus, especially the country's endemic "pinus chinensis". . At the end of the flowering season, it is not like other flowers are falling petal by piece, but the entire flower falls together. Even if it is fallen on the ground, the flower shape is intact, and it is crisp and beautiful. Because of this, it is also as famous as the cherry blossoms in Fuso.

There are many places in Longyue City where these flowers are planted, especially Honmaru.

The teenager looked at the flowers, but unexpectedly remembered something that happened in the courtyard. The young and surviving mother snuggled up and watched the fragments of the flowers. Occasionally, the father got rid of the busy official business and deliberately At the scene of companionship, the sick and beautiful mother laughed with joy and shy expression ...

Kawakami Yuta felt a pain in his heart, and his mother, who had such a beautiful memory, left him early. His father had pity on him and refused to remarry when his grandfather wanted to renew his string, just to appease his uneasy mother who had just lost his mother. Since the death of his grandfather, this Honmaru has been living with only their father and son.

The young man thought that such a day would continue, and he would just marry a wife like a father in the future. He had a wing profile. He had heard too many stories of women since he was a child. Whether it was tender or ugly, he I think the fewer women around you, the better. Just like when he was a kid, how happy and peaceful was the mother in Honmaru.

But the father had just responded to such a request and put in a woman in that place.

"I don't agree!" When he heard the news, he objected fiercely. "No matter how many times you say, I won't agree!"

"Girl Melo has kindness to Longyue City. I can't let her stay in that kind of place." Father's voice was quiet and explained to him patiently.

But he didn't want to listen at all. He intuitively told him that his deceased mother's status was being threatened, so he shouted loudly: "You told me before! The woman around me is only an adult mother, even if it's for me, I won't be there anymore." Look, what are you doing now! "

"Yutai!" His embarrassment caused the other person to sink his face, and when he saw that his father was showing signs of anger, he shrank his shoulders subconsciously, but stubbornly refused to bow his head, only to look at his father with red eyes. With a look on his face, he reached out and touched his head. "I didn't forget this guarantee, and I hope you trust me more. I swear that I will never marry Girl Melo, I just want to give her a shelter. That is also a pity. Girl, only one or two years older than you, do you really have the heart to let a weak woman who has helped us so much stay in that kind of place? "

His father's warm voice softened his tight shoulders, and he bit his lip and looked at the other person solemnly after a moment of silence, "You better do it!"

Then the woman came in.

He watched coldly, and guarded.

See her in peace and self-sufficiency, watch her dedication, watch her so easily gather a large number of people in his carelessness, and the old people who have served so many years in Honmaru praise her heartily and sincerely, even before him Seeing her unpleasant samurai family members also gradually changed their attitudes, and the teenager finally panicked.

How long has it been, even Sugiyama Taihui who hates her so much has treated her and Yan Yue!

Damn, it really is just like what the outsiders said. The Hua Kui in You Kou is a living mountain ghost in the monster, which will be too confusing! Even if Sugiyama is drawn, sooner or later ...

"His Royal Highness, you are indeed here." The soft and sweet voice of the girl rang from the door. The teenager was startled, and when he looked up instinctively, he saw a beautiful girl standing outside the door and saluting him with a smile. Time is up, and the host will let you go to Tianshou Pavilion for dinner together. "

Kawakami Yuta then realized that she had been sitting for so long, and got up subconsciously and left. When she saw the girl's soft smile on the door, she felt a little annoyed.

A malicious outbreak came out of control.

"Hey, Melo, right?" When he came to the door, he suddenly stopped and spoke to the female officer who gave way to the side. "Do you think there are a lot of spring flowers in Longyue City? What kind of flowers are there?"

When the girl showed her doubts, he grinned badly, "You must not know? That's the mother's favorite flower."

Chunhua symbolizes the soul of the samurai. It is beautiful when it blooms, and it is magnificent when it is withered, even when it is dead. Not only mothers like it, fathers like it too. The blooming of twigs in Honmaru is so beautiful. A small plum blossom also matches.

Kawakami Yuta left immediately after speaking, not even looking at the people behind her, how proud the pace was, and she felt only a sigh of anger.

Therefore, he did not see the gentle smile of the female officer behind him, and he did not expect that this time the news of the world came so quickly.

"Wrong action! The speed of the knife is slow!"

Under a blooming cherry tree, a young man wielding a knife is sweating and practicing his sword skills. A expressionless swordsman is standing a short distance away, holding a sword in his arms, and from time to time he scolds and corrects the movement of the boy.

The teenager under guidance gritted his teeth and continued to practice without adjusting the movement, even if the sweat on his body had directly wet the only white short coat on his upper body.

"Is this the limit of the Shaocheng Lord of Longyue City? It's so rude to the extreme. It's no wonder the Lord wants me to give you pointers."

Taunted again, Kawakami Yu too tightly pursed his lips and continued to wave his knife hard without saying a word. The sound of the blade screaming through the air was clear and audible. Although he did not speak, he could hear a fierce sound from the sound of the sword. Come.

Is this Iwaki Saki deliberately tormenting him? The guys in Honmaru who dare not give the woman a good look are basically cleaned up by this guy. Any disciple of Sword Master is simply a careful eye for bullying!

The teenager thought resentfully, but he didn't dare to neglect. As long as he remembers the joyful smile on his father's face when he nodded and agreed to instruct him in swordsmanship, and he knew very well how rare this opportunity was, he had to bear it anymore.

"His Royal Highness, Lord Iwasaki."

Just then, a gentle female voice came from not far away, and it was easy to interrupt this hard coaching practice.

"The two swordsmen have worked hard. Take some refreshments and rest." The beautiful female officer slowly walked on the tray, and placed the tea snacks on the stone table and stone bench next to the cherry trees. I prepared Uji Matcha and Loose Pastry, which I brought from Kyoto. "She smiled as she said, Xue Yu's cheeks were softer than the spring cherry blossoms on her head.

When it comes to eating, it was prepared by the other person. The two men at the scene were bothered by the awkwardness and no awkwardness, and they all voluntarily suspended their work and rushed to the stone table.

After sweating, Taisho Kawakami was too thirsty, and a pot of tea was spent with both Iwasaki without any effort, and the snacks were robbed directly-not with the sword skill of this small device Modesty, you will be completely swept away.

During this period, the girl did not stop, handed a sweat towel to the Shaocheng owner, and even took Yuzhi to put on the young man to prevent the cold and hot.

"Thank you." Even though he didn't like this woman, Yuta Kawakami thanked him seriously. Most of the men in the pill were stubborn men. No one usually took care of him so carefully. But he couldn't be moved by his relatives because of this benefit. On the contrary, he had to guard against adding three levels.

He is not the talkative subordinate in Honmaru, nor is he a family member who is not too entangled. Imagine being able to buy him as easily as Sugiyama!

The female officer heard a slight smile and turned to look at Shinji Iwasaki: "Master Iwasaki, I am a little too strict with the young master. He is just a child, pay attention to his body."

"I'll be able to perform adulthood next year!" Kawakami Yu was suddenly dissatisfied with the table, and the naive dissatisfaction of the small face exactly like the city owner was even more unbearable.

However, no one ignored his protest. Iwasaki glanced at the boy and said, "I know."

hateful! The two guys really didn't take him seriously!

Watching Mei Lu cleanly took away the teapot, cup and saucer and left after finishing the ceremony. Over there, Shinji Iwasaki continued to train him with a cold face, and the master of the city was even more angry.

It was getting closer to dusk, and it was going to be night soon.

"It seems that you are still a long way from mastering this sword skill. I have taught you what to teach. In the past few days, try to figure it out yourself. Go back and rest."

After the sword instructor gave the basics and instructed him twice on the spot, he left him alone and returned.

In the next few days, Yuta Kawakami practiced under the tree alone, but she didn't find a move for two days, and she didn't point him at the smoothness of the sword, which made the teenager very upset.

"The direction of the force is wrong. When you draw the knife, it is the wrist, not the forearm." The female voice, who was already familiar, sounded at this moment.

"Ha?" The boy who could not practice hard turned and stared at the girl sitting next to the tree. She didn't leave immediately after refreshment, but watched him practice the sword. This sudden opening made him dissatisfied and displeased, "You Still know swordsmanship? "

The other side smiled slightly: "I used to be the samurai's daughter, and I often watched my father practice swords, so I knew something."

Kawakami Yutai's eyebrows were tangled. On the one hand, she was surprised that Melo turned out to be a samurai family. On the other hand, she could not help but sympathize, but finally stared at her vigorously, turning her back on her and practicing.

The female officer just smiled when she saw this. She packed away the things on the table and quickly left.

The Shaocheng master continued to die with the sword, and at dusk he still had no results.

At this point he was very tired, sweating relentlessly, holding a knife and standing still, panting, his face full of frustration and anxiety.

What went wrong? Obviously ...

A gust of wind blew, the cherry blossoms fluttered, and a flower was about to fall to the tip of the nose. The teenager unexpectedly remembered the gentle female voice again, and subconsciously waved the knife again.

In the air, unlike the rough blasting sounds that have been practiced countless times before, but a very subtle blade sound, almost inaudible.

A cherry blossom floating in front of him before was silently divided into two halves.

The boy stood still.

This, is this done?

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