Chapter 65: Quarreling Over Trifles

  Half a month has passed since Zhang Sanfeng's hundredth birthday, and the Jianghu community is still abuzz with discussions about the fight between a single Wudang disciple and the heroes of the Jianghu. The news of Zhang Cuishan and Xie Xun forming a sworn brotherhood has been somewhat overshadowed by this, because anyone with even a little insight understands one thing: unless someone can defeat Zhang Sanfeng and the "Number One Sword in the World", it would be futile to gather all the major sects at Wudang again. Unless they really want to tear their faces apart with Wudang, hundreds of people would rush forward together, but no one can guarantee that the unlucky devil who gets killed in the chaos won't be themselves. Therefore, no one dares to take the lead.

  Mount Wudang is now a joyful scene, Zhang Cuishan and his family of three returned to Wudang safely. Even if it took several months for the brothers to reunite, with the addition of Zhang Wuji, this clever and agile child is one of the few direct disciples of the third generation of Wudang Mountain. Song Qingxu was delighted when he saw Zhang Wuji and spent half a day in joy, as if they had known each other before. He enthusiastically went up to chat with Zhang Wuji, making Zhang Wuji, who had not seen outsiders for a long time, feel a bit embarrassed. Finally, Song Qingxu came back to his senses, hurriedly composed himself, and acted like a good older brother, pulling Zhang Wuji aside to teach him the basic fist and palm techniques of Wudang. When the Seven Heroes of Wudang heard about it, they all burst out laughing. Song Yuanqiao quickly pulled Song Qingxu back, saying that his family's education was not strict enough, and Zhang Cuishan almost laughed so hard he fell over. Yin Susu laughed and then remembered to go inform Yao Guang, asking if she was planning to take in a disciple, which left Yao Guang stunned. After understanding the situation, she couldn't help but cry and laugh as she came over to take Song Qingxu away. As a result, not long after, Zhang Wuji couldn't resist going to find his new older brother again.

  It wasn't until several days later that the Wudang Sect gradually returned to normal from the "celebratory" atmosphere.

  Zhang Cuishan himself had to go ask for guidance on martial arts from several senior brothers, including Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou. After all, the blank space of the past decade was too big, and he had fallen behind many of his fellow disciples. In this case, it was naturally impossible for Zhang Wuji to be taught by Zhang Cuishan, and what Song Qingchu said about letting him teach was a joke.

  Zhang Cuishan took Zhang Wuji to seek Zhang Sanfeng's opinion, just in time to see Yao Guang pointing out the swordsmanship of Song Qingshu.

  Zhang Sanfeng beckoned to Zhang Cuishan and his son, smiling as he patted Zhang Wuji's head. "Cuishan, Wuji, you've arrived just in time. Take a look at this set of sword moves."

  Jade Light is now demonstrating the Three Talents Sword Technique, "Three Rings Wrap Around the Moon" followed by "Sun and Moon Shining Brightly". The sword tip trembled, and three rings of light transformed into two, striking out to both sides with a reverse grip. This sword move was as fast as lightning, with quick changes in footwork and agile movements that seemed to change several steps at once. In the blink of an eye, Jade Light's body maintained a tense posture, like a drawn bow full of energy waiting to be released. The next instant, Jade Light changed her footing again, striking straight down the middle path with no fancy moves, only a swift and forceful motion like thunderbolts falling from the sky. In the blink of an eye, she had already slashed out a white arc in mid-air.

  These few moves of swordsmanship are indeed exquisite, and the body method is even more indispensable, it's already wonderful to the extreme.

  The martial artist couldn't help but feel a thrill at the sight of such exquisite swordsmanship, and Zhang Cuishan began to mimic the moves with his hands. Song Qingchu was even quicker, drawing his sword in tandem, but both men stumbled slightly as they transitioned between moves, their left foot tangling with their right. Zhang Cuishan managed to steady himself with a swift Iron Plate Bridge stance, only then realizing that the dazzling footwork concealed the highest level of martial arts, not something that could be casually employed. After a moment's thought, he grasped the underlying principle: the steps were based on the 64 hexagrams of the I Ching, and this transformation would render an opponent's attempt to break through the lower guard futile on their first strike, allowing his own side to seize the opportunity to launch a second attack; otherwise, the sword moves would inevitably reveal a gap.

  Song Qingxue flipped over with a backflip and said with a bitter face: "Young Master Shu, these few steps are too difficult."

  Yao Guang smiled as she put away her sword and said: "Just now who was it that said they had already mastered these three moves?"

  Song Qing's face fell as he lowered his voice and said, "Young Master Shu, I was wrong."

  Yao Guang smiled but did not speak.

  Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled, "The Snow Bamboo Sword Technique is indeed a pleasure to behold, it will surely become a renowned school in the Jianghu. Qing Shu was able to memorize the entire sword technique, which is no easy feat. Cui Shan, what do you think?"

  Zhang Cuishan sincerely praised: "Little sister's swordsmanship is so exquisite that it makes one sigh in admiration."

  He finished speaking and gestured for Zhang Wuji to go up and pay his respects.

  Zhang Wuji had become familiar with the people on Mount Wudang over this period of time, and was no longer afraid when he saw Zhang Sanfeng. Instead, he felt a sense of closeness, smiling as he bowed to show his respects, addressing him as "Taishifu" (Grandmaster). He then turned to Yuanying and Song Qingshu, bowing to each of them in turn.

  Zhang Sanfeng patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder and asked with a smile: "Wuji, what do you think of your junior master's swordsmanship?"

  Zhang Wuji only felt that the sword light from just now still seemed to be lingering in front of his eyes, and he sincerely exclaimed: "Young Master's swordsmanship is really extremely fierce!"

  Yao Guang heard this and smiled, nodding her head.

  Zhang Sanfeng smiled and looked at Zhang Cuishan, saying: "Cuishan, I have limited energy in recent years. Every day, I will guide you for half an hour. At other times, go ask your few senior brothers. As for Wuji... if you are willing, let him also learn with Qingxue like your younger sister. Xuetu is knowledgeable and skilled in both literature and martial arts, so he won't mislead your child."

  Yao Guang was slightly surprised, and suddenly saw Zhang Cuishan bowing to her with a joyful face, saying loudly "Then I'll trouble Little Sister!", she could only look at Zhang Sanfeng and ask: "Master, is this... letting me teach him first until Fifth Brother makes up for the gaps of these years and then return him to Fifth Brother to take care of, or..."

  Zhang Sanfeng smiled warmly and said: "As you wish, if you want to take on a disciple, I won't oppose the unparalleled master of Cui Shan."

  Yao Guang wanted to ask about this very point, and whether taking on apprentices herself was the same as her master doing so. She hadn't expected Zhang Sanfeng to give her permission to take on her own disciples, which meant he acknowledged she had already reached a level where she could teach others. She looked at Zhang Cuishan, but before she could say anything, Zhang Cuishan smiled and said "If Little Sister doesn't think poorly of my abilities, I'd be happy for you to take me as your disciple." So she turned to Zhang Wuji and asked: "Wuji, are you willing to follow your father's teachings in the future but for now learn from me, or do you want to become my disciple now?"

  Zhang Wuji looked up at the bright light, then turned his head to look at Song Qingxue beside him with a slightly twisted face. He caught sight of his father's encouraging gaze out of the corner of his eye and thought about what his parents had told him about how his little Shibo had driven away the bad guys with one sword. His admiration grew even more, and seeing the other person's warm smile, he felt warmth in his heart. Immediately, he knelt down and said loudly: "Wuji is willing to acknowledge you as his master!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately knocked three heads according to the rules of worshiping a master.

  Yao Guang didn't expect Zhang Wuji to act so quickly, and was stunned for a moment before he couldn't stop him. He couldn't help but laugh and sigh, saying: "Fifth Brother, this child's temperament is not quite like yours. In the past, Brother didn't have such decisiveness. Wuji's nature must be from Fifth Sister."

  Zhang Cuishan just smiled and said nothing.

  Yao Guang helped Zhang Wuji up, took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the dust off his forehead, smiling: "Wuji, now that you're my disciple, you must listen to my teachings. If there's anything unclear, feel free to ask, but don't pretend to agree while secretly disagreeing. Today was sudden, I didn't prepare anything, so I'll give you this sword. It's not a precious sword, but it's the one I used when fighting against various sects outside Zi Xiang Palace back then."

  Zhang Wuji took the long sword with both hands, and it was a while before he came back to his senses. His voice was somewhat choked as he nodded and said, "Master, I understand now. Divine weapons are external objects, only swordsmanship is one's own!"

  Yao Guang couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then glanced at Song Qing Shu's expression which seemed off, so he said: "Qing Shu, is this what you told your junior brother?"

  Song Qing's body shook slightly, and he suddenly lifted his head. After a brief pause, he said, "Yes, I told Zhang Shidi."

  After finishing speaking, he suddenly covered his eyes with his arm and turned around to run out.

  Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji both felt somewhat strange, hesitated and turned back to look at Zhang Sanfeng, only to see Zhang Sanfeng shaking his head silently.

  Jade light immediately rushed out and quickly caught up with Song Qing's shoulder, asking: "Qing Shu, what's wrong?"

  Song Qing Shu still covered his face and after a few seconds said: "Congratulations, Young Master, on getting a good apprentice. I'll go practice now and won't disturb you."

  Yao Guang grasped Song Qing Shu's arm and asked, "Qing Shu, what's wrong? You suddenly became unhappy..." She said this and suddenly reacted, in just a short while, the only change was that she had taken on Wu Ji as her apprentice. "Is it because I took Wu Ji as my apprentice?"

  Song Qing Shu was said to be the center of attention, but he didn't struggle and remained silent for a while before asking in a low voice: "Why is Young Master willing to accept Zhang as his disciple, but not me? I remember clearly... back then, Young Master said that he would teach me on behalf of my father, with no intention of accepting me as his disciple..."

  By this point, Song Qing's voice was shaking slightly, as if he was choking back a sob. He paused for a moment before continuing to ask: "Why? In what way... am I inferior to Zhang Shidi?"

  As for Song Qing Shu, Yao Guang is a very special existence. He lost his mother at a young age, and the only female elder by his side was Yao Guang. He respected her as if she were his teacher, mother, and sister. It can be said that except for his biological father, Yao Guang was the most important person in his life. When he was young, he didn't understand the difference between "Shifu" (master) and "Shishu" (uncle/master), but when he realized it, Yao Guang hadn't formally accepted him as a disciple. He called himself "Shidi" (younger brother/disciple), but in reality, there was no difference between them. Sometimes, his father would emphasize the importance of respecting his younger master. When Zhang Shidi returned from overseas, Song Qing Shu was overjoyed. He had always wanted a companion of the same age because he envied the relationships between his uncles and aunts. He hoped to have such a relationship with his own master brothers, but he didn't expect that his younger master would accept Zhang Shidi as a disciple.

  Since you're willing to accept disciples, why won't you accept me?

  Since you're willing to accept him, why won't you accept me?

  Song Qing was intelligent and mature beyond his years, but he was still just a half-grown boy. At this age, boys were naturally proud and had many thoughts that differed from those of adults. When he thought about how he had been rejected by Shizun, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of hurt and jealousy towards Zhang Shidi. However, as the older brother, he felt that he shouldn't be feeling this way, and his heart was filled with guilt for harboring such emotions. Torn between these conflicting feelings, he suddenly felt extremely wronged and couldn't hold it in anymore, needing to find an answer.

  Being denied by someone you most respect, trust and admire is a truly unbearable pain.

  Yao Guang only understood what was wrong with Song Qing Shu after hearing his suppressed sobs. After thinking for a moment, he didn't force Song Qing Shu to turn around either, still standing behind him, one hand on his shoulder, and said softly: "Qing Shu, you are not inferior to Wu Jin in any way. People don't need to compare themselves like this. Back then, I didn't want to be your master, partly because I felt I wasn't worthy of being a role model for others, and partly because you were the only son of my senior brother. You were still too young at that time, so you probably didn't understand these things... Master is getting old, maybe one day he will pass on the position of leader to my senior brother, and then what? It can be said that with your talent and personality, Qing Shu, according to what you have learned now, without any major accidents, the third-generation leadership position would be yours. But if you were under me, it would inevitably lead to some gossip, whereas being under my senior brother is truly proper."

  Yao Guang had also been young before, she was very clear that many times children would throw tantrums and be unreasonable because they couldn't get what they wanted through reasonable means. Many people thought that children didn't understand this or that, so they hid everything from them, but in fact it wasn't necessarily the case. As far as she could see, Song Qing's current mental state was already sufficient to understand these things, so she told him the truth.

  After about half a stick of incense, Song Qing's body stopped trembling slightly. He turned around, his face had no tears, only his eyes were redder.

  Song Qing Shu looked up at Yao Guang with a red face and asked: "Is it just because of this? Or is it not because Zhang Shidi is better than me?"

  Yao Guang smiled and rubbed Song Qing Shu's head, saying: "What else? Don't think wildly, go wash your face and calm down to practice your sword. If you really get surpassed by Wu Ji, even if I don't say anything, others will."

  Song Qing immediately changed color, nodded heavily, and smiled again after a while.

  "Little Shifu is the best!"

  Yao Guang watched as the young man ran far away, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

  It's not easy to raise a child, and it's even harder to raise them well. I wonder how much thought and effort our teacher put in to let her grow up so well?

  But she had not yet returned to her sect when she broke her sword on the battlefield... Now that I think about it, back then I was ultimately too young and inexperienced, which is why I could be so impulsive.

  What kind of mood was Shifu in when he sent her down the mountain?

  When I heard of her death, what would it be like?

  Now thinking back, I feel a sharp pain in my heart.

  Parents treat their children like this, masters treat their disciples like this, passing down from generation to generation, all are the condensation of heart and blood. No wonder that when Fifth Brother went missing, Zhang Sanfeng was so worried. If one day... if one day... she could return to Chunyang Palace, I'm afraid she would burst into tears when seeing her master.

  The author wants to say: Children's thoughts are often more delicate and sensitive than adults can imagine, it's just fortunate that Yao Guang is not far from the children (feed) so they get along well with the kids (where's the problem).

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  Yesterday I was on night shift, had a fever and got an IV drip.

  A patient rushed in and said: Give me a check-up.

  Me: Who are you?

  Patient: I'm an outpatient.

  I: Please go to emergency at night, this is a ward and does not handle outpatients.

  Patient: Emergency registration costs money, you're idle, just take a look at me!

  I: This doesn't conform to hospital regulations. Latest chapter of KaKa Rebirth System.

  Patient: I want to complain about you, you're on duty and still hanging water.

  Me: Oh.

  Then he stormed off.

  I used to think that the absurd things written online were just made up, but it turns out that life is even more interesting and full of surprises. What's with this? Even the hospital director needs to make an appointment to see a doctor? The electronic medical system won't allow any tests or medication without an appointment, it's really ridiculous. There are always people who think doctors should be selfless and provide perfect service, but have they ever considered their own status? They always bring up foreign countries as examples, thinking that everyone can just make an appointment and wait in line for days to see a doctor. Do they think doctors here work overtime for free? If you're capable, why not go abroad then? Or go to one of those luxury hospitals that provide five-star service, where it costs 10,000 yuan per day, and money is king.

  I really don't know where some of these weird patients come from. Last time, there was another patient who was also very funny. As soon as he arrived in the morning, he scolded me for a while. The reason was that he took the wrong bus and was very angry, wanting to find someone to vent his anger on. He said, "If I don't scold you, who will I scold?" At that time, I just smiled and called him "young master". It turned out that this young master was actually my middle school classmate, and he scolded me like a child... The most ridiculous thing is that when this person was discharged from the hospital and paying the bill, he felt it was too expensive. He took out the list of expenses one by one, and finally asked for a refund of the air conditioning fee. His reason was that he didn't turn on the air conditioner. But the problem is that in such cold weather, other people in his ward had turned on the air conditioner, and he didn't say anything about not wanting to enjoy it either. Of course, he had to pay for the air conditioning fee. As a result, this old man scolded me again for half a day. After he left, the head nurse told me that she told his grandson, "Don't bring your grandfather here again, we can't serve him."

  The doctor-patient relationship problem, don't always blame the doctor for being bad. There are many such weird patients, and doctors can't be that enthusiastic and loving all the time. But in my country's public opinion, they never expose these things. They always let people tolerate the patient, as if there was a dispute, it must be the doctor's fault bullying the patient. Even if the investigation finally comes out that it is the patient's mistake, it will be lightly written off. When criticizing doctors, they are filled with righteous indignation every day, taking ignorance as courage, and recklessly stirring up public opinion. Think about it, even if doctors are in it for the money, there's no need to make the patient worse on purpose. Curing them is the long-term goal, do you need to intentionally give people more illnesses?

  We understand that patients are tolerant of patients and also hope to be respected and understood, doctors have no obligation to scold. Some people even asked me to serve tea and pour water, take feces and urine, it's ridiculous, I said find your own family members, or hire a caregiver, the doctor is not responsible for this, that old lady grumbled and complained for half a day and finally went to complain, when complaining, her legs were very fast, usually one step away from pouring water, someone had to go pour.

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  Zero fell sleeve threw an earth mine

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  My body is still like that, hasn't improved much. Work is too tiring and there's not enough rest time. Although I've been getting IV drips every day, my recovery has been slow. The flu has been raging recently...

  This chapter is Chapter 65 of the Wind and Eat Vinegar. If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends in QQ group and Weibo!