The Eternal Soaring Sword

Chapter 42 - Talk at night with candles

In the room.

The furniture here was even better than when he was living in the Mo Mansion in Dong Yang City. The bed frame is carved from mahogany wood and has cotton pads. It was covered with a thin white tiger fur blanket, and looked very comfortable. And there was a fine piece of pale yellow silk cloth. It gave a Daoist an elegant feeling.

 

In the middle of the room was a bronze incense furnace. It was divided into two layers and had a crack carved out to allow the scent to come out over time. This fragrance is only used by very wealthy families. It was made from grinding sandalwood, dried pine, moon dew, golden sand, eight treasures, inner branches, and many other spices and spices.

Zhao Jiuge sniffed and felt like his spirit was refreshed. The anger in his heart disappeared a lot and he felt much better. There was an empty platform in the room, and next to it was a square table made of Chen Wood with several chairs made of the same wood. On the table was a set of jade porcelain tea, and along with the painting hanging on the wall, the room gave off a luxurious feeling.

Zhao Jiuge had lived inside a brick house all his life and had never seen a room as luxurious as this. Even when he was at the Mo Mansion, his condition was not as good. The boy named Chang Feng came up with a wooden tray with porcelain plates on it, filled with fragrant osmanthus flower cakes. There was also a jade pot filled with something unknown.

The little beggar looked at the tempting osmanthus flower cake and smelled its scent, causing him to swallow. Zhao Jiuge prepared to have the boy eat when he saw the boy's hand was still bleeding from the fall.

Zhao Jiuge turned around and ordered Chang Feng, "Take the medicine to wipe his hands." 

Chang Feng had just put down the tray when he heard Zhao Jiuge's words. He suddenly frowned and showed an impatient and disgusted expression. Just as he was about to say something, he seemed to recall his teacher's orders and suddenly changed what he was about to say. "I'll take it now."

Seeing Chang Feng's expression, Zhao Jiuge felt the anger that was just about to disappear rise again. His expression was not good and he was about to explode.

When the little beggar saw Chang Feng's impatient expression, he lowered his head due to his low self-esteem. He no longer dared to look at the osmanthus flower cake, and his expression became gloomy. Then he realized that Zhao Jiuge was about to erupt. He became even more timid and just sat there, not daring to move. 

The skinny body of the little beggar and his pitiful appearance touched Zhao Jiuge's heart. He crouched down and gently asked, "What's your name?"

The beggar's dry lips moved slightly and his eyes silently looked at Zhao Jiuge. After a while, he timidly said, “I. For as long as I can remember, everyone called me 'the little beggar.'”

Sighing, Zhao Jiuge asked, "What about your parents?" 

The little beggar pursed his lips and his expression dimmed. He shook his head and said in an almost inaudible voice, "I don't know where my parents are, I don't have parents."

Zhao Jiuge felt very emotional and did not know what to say. He remained silent and felt sympathetic towards the little beggar. Chang Feng brought the medicine and applied it into the hands of the little beggar. The little beggar began to devour the cake he had spat on. It is not known how many days it has been since he had eaten enough. He swallowed the cakes one after another without any time to chew.

Zhao Jiuge poured an unknown cup of light tea from the jade pot. He handed the cup to the little beggar and softly said, “Eat slower, no one will steal it from you. If that's not enough, I'll ask them to send more.”

The little beggar's mouth was filled with cake as he muttered something agreeing. Then he finally swallowed it with great difficulty and took the teacup from Zhao Jiuge. When he drank the tea, the aroma flowed into his nose. It contains a little bit of acid, followed by a sweet taste. Then he turned around and smiled at Zhao Jiuge. This was the first time Zhao Jiuge had seen the little beggar smile half a day after he had known him. He couldn't help but feel good about himself.

As he looked at the little beggar devouring the cake, Zhao Jiuge only revealed a faint smile on the surface, but in his heart, he was thinking about what to do with this child. He decided to go to Su Su's room to talk about it with her.

“After you finish eating, rest early. Sleeping on a bed made of carved mahogany wood.” After saying this to the little beggar, he got up to look for Su Su.

But at this moment, the little beggar became shocked. His eyes widened and he just stared at Zhao Jiuge without moving.

“Do not worry, be good. Treat this place as your home. When I leave in a few days, I'll take you with me. ” He comforted the little beggar a little more before going through the wooden door.

Tap, tap, tap.

The wooden door was pushed open to reveal Su Su's delicate face, but she had no expression. When he saw that it was Zhao Jiuge, he turned around and sat down on a large bed covered in silk.

"Oh, I didn't even say anything when I was angry, and now you're angry!" Zhao Jiuge was angry but also found this funny.

Only now did Zhao Jiuge understand the reason. He revealed a helpless smile as he rolled his eyes and sighed. Then he said in a heavy tone, “You may come from a good family and never suffer. For you, today's problems with dogs and fat men are irrelevant. But I grew up in poverty, so I can't ignore things like that. I can ignore how Daoist Yi Qing acted, but how could you be like this? That was too disappointing.” After saying that, Zhao Jiuge pretended to shake his head.

Initially, when Su Su heard Zhao Jiuge's words, his face began to soften. However, when he heard Zhao Jiuge's last words, his expression instantly became grim and he shouted, “What about me!? Am I a person who does not know good and evil? I'm just angry at what you did today. You shouldn't ignore me when I try to talk to you. When you are angry, you can ignore me, but when I am angry, I cannot ignore you!?” After a few words, he returned to his spoiled self. She was like a little angry lioness.

Zhao Jiuge let out a long and exaggerated sigh, then he shook his head. Pretending to be helpless, he said, "Forget it, you don't understand what the world looks like for poor children like us."

Su Su glanced at Zhao Jiuge and asked, “What was your childhood like? We've known each other for a while now, but you haven't told me what your family situation is like. ”

“There's not much to say. I was abandoned by my parents on the official street and picked up by a kind old man. Although we were poor, we lived a happy life, but earlier this year, the old man died of a serious illness.” His voice was plain, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge's eyes became even deeper.

As Zhao Jiuge spoke, Su Su's anger gradually dissipated. All women had maternal instincts, so after hearing Zhao Jiuge's tragic story, her mood also became heavy.

The candlelight in the room flickered softly, illuminating their figure. After a long silence, Su Su calmly said, "When the time comes, follow me home."

"What's? No need, I still have to find a sect. ” He was surprised at first, but once he realized what he meant, he quickly shook his head.

After hearing Zhao Jiuge's words, Su Su felt like he was struck by lightning and became a little anxious, but he did not give up. “Come back with me. There will be someone teaching you about cultivation and there will be plenty of resources. How?”

Zhao Jiuge considered Su Su's words for a moment and thought about why he had stepped onto this path. It was his desire for power and the female figure of that cold pool! After a while, he gently shook his head.

Su Su felt a bitterness in his mouth and revealed a self-deprecating smile. He cursed this block of wood in his heart!

After rejecting it, Zhao Jiuge felt a little embarrassed and smiled stiffly. “Su Su, what is your family doing? You have to tell me a little bit about your situation. ”

Su Su was angry or unreasonable, but his voice was ice-cold and calm like a calm puddle. "Because you're not leaving, I won't tell you." Zhao Jiuge could only maintain his awkward smile.

"Since you don't plan to come back with me, what do you plan to do in the future?" Su Su's cold voice echoed once more. Given his stubbornness, he should not care anymore, but there was a bit of his heart that was still unwilling, so he could not help but ask.

Zhao Jiuge thought for a moment. “I think I will walk until I reach the capital and find the sect. I will see what sect recruits disciples. Oh yeah, what should we do with the kid?” 

He did not expect Su Su's expression to get any colder, and he got up to push Zhao Jiuge out. “That's your problem, you deal with it. It's not morning yet, you should go back and rest. ” He didn't even see Zhao Jiuge, and his face was icy cold.

Zhao Jiuge, who was kicked out, felt helpless and could not understand it. Figuring out the woman's heart was like looking for a needle on the bottom of the sea.

Inside the room, the candlelight on the table was still swaying, but the flame could not melt Su Su Su's ice-like face.

Su Su quietly sat on the bed, thinking about what Zhao Jiuge said. His words were still ringing in his ears.

"No need, I still have to find the sect."

“And find sect. I will see what sect recruits disciples. ”

Those words continued to echo in his ears repeatedly. Not only did his face become colder, his heart also grew cold. Once Zhao Jiuge joined a sect, there would be no way for him to get along with his family. After being together all this time, Zhao Jiuge's figure was buried in his heart. How does he have to deal with this?

Outside the door, Zhao Jiuge saw that Su Su was serious and returned to his own room with thousands of thoughts in his head. How could he not understand what Su Su meant? He was a man, how could he follow Su Su back? He still had a lot of things he had to do, and there was still a faint figure in his heart. He revealed a self-deprecating smile and shook his head as he buried that feeling deep in his heart. When his cultivation was strong enough, he could talk about love. What qualifications should he think about this now?