The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"My lord father."

The little sister Kurenai timidly shouted to Fujiwara Fubito again. At this moment, Fujiwara Fubito's expression changed significantly.

He opened his eyes wide at first and stared at the little girl Hong fiercely, then his eyes widened and widened until he saw Meihong trembling, then he slowly looked away.

Originally, Wu also thought that the next scene would be a good scene of a loving father and daughter filial piety, but who knew, he accidentally heard Meihong's sigh, followed by

"Who allowed you to come here?"

Fujiwara Fuhiwai's tone was very cold, very cold. It didn't sound like he was talking to a daughter whose blood dissolved in water, but more like a stranger, a passerby.

His voice was not very loud, but his words were very serious. His tone was not very fierce, but the little girl's red eyes were filled with tears.

"I should have said that no one is allowed to come here to disturb Takeya. How dare you ignore my order."

"Ten, I'm so sorry! Father!"

Little girl Hong's legs softened, and she almost knelt down, but at the last moment, Wu Ye gave her a hand. After all, he was the one who was in charge of washing the clothes. The floor was so dirty, and he didn't want to increase the workload for nothing. .

Well, he admitted that he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Let me tell you, what you gave me is almost enough. At least I can remember what your daughter looks like."

Half-jokingly reprimanded, Wu Ye supported the little girl Hong with one hand, and said to Fujiwara Bubiwai: "I have decided to accept Xiaomeihong as a disciple. She can come in and out of this yard as she pleases."

"Disciple? Not a student?"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Fujiwara was a little surprised. You must know that he once proposed to Takeya that he should be the master of several children he valued, instead of being a teacher who was only responsible for teaching for a period of time, but Takeya refused.

He originally thought that Wu Ye was still young and would find it troublesome to accept a formal disciple, but he didn't expect that to be the case. He actually accepted someone as his disciple, and she was a girl.

Fujiwara Fuhito, who grew up in this era, had an obvious preference for boys over girls. In his opinion, women certainly need to learn, but the focus of learning is different from that of men.

Women are mostly taught to focus on the inside, while men focus on the outside. Considering the knowledge shown in martial arts, teaching a woman is really a waste.

"Takeru, have you already thought about it?"

"Yes."

Wu Ye pressed Xiaomei Hong's head and said, "She is the only disciple I accept."

"Master Master."

The little girl's red nose was a little sore, and Wu Ye's palm was actually not big, and it was a little cold, but at this moment she felt that this was the warmest place in the world.

"Oh well."

Fujiwara Fujiwara respects Takeya very much because of his extraordinary knowledge, so he will also respect Takeya's decision. Since he chose Xiaomei Kurenai, there must be a reason for him.

"Your name is Meihong, right?" Fujiwara's face melted without waiting, and he said calmly to little Meihong: "Learn well from Takeya, don't waste this precious opportunity, you know?"

"Yes, yes!" Little Meihong was a little flattered. At this moment, Fujiwara Bubi waited and the image of a loving father in her memory overlapped. Although she knew this was not true, she was already very satisfied.

Because of this sudden farce, Fujiwara no longer wanted to play chess after waiting for a while. He and Takeya chatted casually for a while and planned to leave. However, before leaving, he also told Takeya a piece of news. .

"Takeya, this is what I just heard. Kaguya's residence was hit by a fire."

Fujiwara Fujiwara's brows subconsciously knitted together, which was a sign of displeasure. It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with the samurai who went to guard Kaguya. After all, it was impossible to say that they were not responsible for such a fire.

Takeru secretly pouted. It was a pity that those samurai took the blame for him. After all, Fujiwara would never know the real cause of the fire unless he waited.

"Fortunately, Princess Kaguya was not injured," Fujiwara said without waiting, "Takeya, would you like to take advantage of this opportunity to visit Princess Kaguya with me tomorrow?"

Fujiwara is kind-hearted. He has not yet fallen because of Kaguya, so he made this suggestion entirely for Takeya's sake. After all, the other party half-jokingly said that he was interested in Kaguya.

But there is no way Takeya can go see Kaguya now! Putting aside the purpose of Kaguya's weird weapon of sin, what would he say when he went to see the other party now? Turn yourself in?

She just set fire to her house, now she's scolding her again? Takeya didn't think that Kaguya would give him face at all, and he might even make things worse for him in front of Fujiwara Fuhi.

No, it would be too embarrassing to see Kaguya now.

Thinking about it, Takeya still declined Fujiwara Fujiwara: "Well, Master Fubi, I have other things to deal with tomorrow, so I won't go."

"That's such an unfortunate coincidence." Fujiwara Fujiwara said regretfully. He didn't think that Takeru was prevaricating him. After all, the other party showed that he was a proud person, and he didn't bother to hide such things.

It seemed that he planned to go by himself, and Takeru saw this idea in Fujiwara Fuhi and others' eyes.

Originally, he had planned to meet Princess Kaguya. To be honest, Takeya didn't seem to have any intention of stopping him, because it was too far-fetched and he couldn't find a reason. This step was not in their plan anyway.

The key is that he is really curious whether Fujiwara Fuhi will be fascinated by Kaguya. After all, judging from his current performance, he is still a very wise family leader.

It shouldn’t be that you can’t walk on the road after seeing Kaguya, right?

Under Takeya's slightly worried eyes, Fujiwara left without waiting.

"Hey, Meihong, why don't we take a gamble."

Takeru suddenly turned to Meihong and asked: "Do you think he will be fascinated by Kaguya?"

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Takeru's heartless question made Meihong want to punch him again, but in fact she had to think about it.

To be honest, Meihong thinks this probability should be very low.

Because the Fujiwara Fuhewai she had seen this week, apart from being a bit bad in terms of his coldness towards feelings and cruelty towards his family, he was considered a very good family leader.

Being fascinated by a mere woman, and then doing so many embarrassing things, and finally degenerating from a winner in life to a squatter at home, shouldn't be so miserable, right?

No, no, he is the right minister, Fujiwara, and he can't wait. Meihong, who comforted her in this way, gradually felt relieved.

So in the afternoon of the next day, when Meihong was teaching little Meihong carefully, Fujiwara Fuhi came to Takeya's small courtyard again. This time he sat in the courtyard with a blank face as soon as he came. It took a while before he blurted out:

"Takeya, I think I have fallen in love with Kaguya."