Torsten Hewson
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v2c56: One Last Dance
🕑 Added 2021-08-16 21:32:41 +0000 UTCSwords whirled through the air reaping rice. A girl ran as fast as she could along the rows, orange hair two trailing streamers, her arms grabbing great bundles of the grain. She moved swiftly, tying them together, and setting the bundles against the erected scaffold so they could dry,
I rolled my eyes at the little competition going on between Xiulan and Tigu. The cat-turned girl was surprisingly good at dragging people into doing silly things, now that she wasn’t as aggressive about it.
They were also either matching speed, or going faster than any machine harvester I’ve seen, tearing through the rice with a speed that quite frankly boggled the mind.
Gou Ren actually looked a little put out, glancing at his own sickle forlornly, and the much smaller patch he had finished.
The yields… well, the yields were insane this year as well. The fat heads of grain I think should have snapped their stalks, but instead the rice stood tall and proud, swaying, but refusing to snap. We had gone from half an acre of rice, and half an acre of veggies to over 30 combined acres of food.... And yet, the workload didn’t seem insurmountable. In fact, we had probably cleared most of ten acres already, and nobody looked at all worse for wear, but the harder stuff was still left to come.
We were going to need an absolutely massive amount of storage, though. Even with my preparations… I would still probably need to order or make more bags, at least. I glanced off to the side, where there was a makeshift kiln. Big D pushed a large storage vessel out of it, while the Noodle snake inspected it, rubbing his chin.
‘Lessss heat next time, Yin.’ I heard him call, and there was an affirmative from inside the stack of bricks.
Sun bunny and moon rooster. I’m sure there was a joke in there somewhere.
I was still a little unsure of what to make of the duo, but neither of them seemed like they would be an issue. Yin was bouncy and excitable, while Noodle… we had a bit of an understanding, us two.
And Big D was right. It was a pleasure hearing a master speak at length about his work.
The next busiest place was the vegetable garden, and the rows of neatly harvested carrots and onions sitting behind an Babe’s plow, and the equally neat row behind Chunky. Meiling was wandering behind, bending down to pick everything up, and not looking like the swelling of her stomach was bothering her at all, even though it looked a bit awkward for her.
Even Washy was helping, and not partaking… too much. I caught him swiping a couple of carrots.
I was about to get started again, when I heard a voice call.
“Hey! You started without me!” Yun Ren shouted good naturedly.
Gou Ren’s head immediately snapped up, his face brightening.
For there stood his brother. Yun Ren had a big smile on his face, and even in the heat, a scarf wrapped around his neck with the same design on it that his mother had on some of her clothes. His “camera” chimed, and he grinned at us all.
And in addition to his brother, we had other company.
“Jin! Meimei! Lanlan!” Xian junior shouted, as he and Pops hopped off the cart they were on, and I did a bit of a double take.
“Brother Ting Feng and Meihua!” I shouted in surprise, as I saw who the cart belonged to. I had visited the couple of times I had gone to Verdant Hill, but I certainly wasn’t expecting them, or Yao Che, her father.
Or the gaggle of other villagers, including the Xong Brother’s parents. Or the set of sickles and hoes they were carrying.
Well, it seems that every year, the number of people wanting to lend a hand went up.
“I did not expect to be able to visit like this either, Brother Jin, but the Lord Magistrate allowed me a break.” Tingfeng laughed. “He made it sound like he was giving me more work, in coming to visit my friend! But here, my ‘mission’, to deliver this to you!”
I stared as he reached into the cart, and pulled up a bucket. A bucket with some very familiar, bright red fruit in them.
Tomatoes.
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“Ah, you’re getting so big!” I praised the child in my arms. At six months old, he was a lot bigger than I remembered. The child giggled at me, as I wagged a finger in front of his face, grasping for it.
We had quickly descended into organized chaos, as everybody pulled up a seat, and started catching up.
“Thanks for bringing the tomatoes to me, Tingfeng.” I started, but he waved me off.
“I can’t believe he spoke of this as if it would be a chore.” Tingfeng muttered as he sipped some of my specialty. The peaches were perfectly ripe, from the trees Xiulan had given me, and mixed oh so wonderfully with tea.
As well as my stores of ice. A Proto-slushie, if you will.
He groaned in contentment, and poured himself a bit more. I just smiled, and looked up at everything else that was happening, just to catch a rather nice pelt that had been tossed at me.
“Right, furs for Jin, Granny said this one is for Meimei...” Yun Ren muttered as he rummaged through his pack, listing things off. My friend didn’t look much different, having only been gone for three months, but I did keep catching flashes of his incisors when he talked. Were they a bit longer than normal…?
“This one is for you, Gou. Gramps wanted you to have it. He said that you were welcome up north any time.” Yun pulled out a piece of cloth that had the same design as his scarf, and handed it to his brother. He seemed a bit shocked, and unsure of what to do with it. He stared for a moment… before tying it like a headband.
….he looked like a street fighter character. I saw Tigu giving him considering glances, her eyes on the headband.
“Yes, we did finally get them to grow.” Hong Xian said, as he carefully pulled out a leaf of the spiritual herb, and laid it beside one of mine. It was much smaller, and a lighter green, but it still looked serviceable.
“I helped! Her brother called, bouncing up and down eagerly. “Jin’s instructions never said you had to dance for them, but they really like it!”
Xian nodded, ruffling his son’s hair.
“And… well, I thought you might like this, daughter.” He pulled out a scroll, and Meiling gasped. I managed a glance at the title.
Observations on Seven Fragrance Jewel Herb interacting with mortal medicine: 77th Hong Xian, 3rd Hong Meiling, 1st Hong Ri Zu.
“It’s… it’s in the family records?” She asked, with a wavering voice.
“It will need a bit more, to be officially entered into the family records.. But I would like some help, daughter, if you would give it.”
She flushed, and nodded her head rapidly.
Xian smiled at his daughter, and turned to me with a bemused expression. “And I cannot believe that the Cloudy Sword Sect simply calls them ‘Lowly Spiritual Herbs.’” He muttered.
I shrugged. So they did have a more xianxia name.
“In any case, some ointments, so that we may test the effectiveness between the ones grown in Hong Yaowu, and the ones grown here…” He started, and Meiling’s eyes brightened, as she learned forward eagerly.
I smiled at the expression on her face.
The rest of us got to work, again. At least after a little bit.
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Xiulan sat on the roof in the setting sun. She looked down, over, and across the farm. Master Jin’s ‘Banjo’ twanged rapidly as he played some song she had never heard before, as most of the adults stomped their feet and danced around the firepit. The whooping of children, as Wa Shi carried them through the water. The cheers as they slid down Chun Ke’s back.
Senior Sister in deep discussion with her father, as they compared the leaves of the Spiritual herbs. The look of pride on her face, as she marked down something in the scroll. Something that would be with her family for generations, if she did not miss her mark.
Gou Ren nodding along as an image was projected on the wall, his new headband bobbing slightly. Yun Ren’s smile, with his just slightly too sharp canines, as several people oohed at the image of the waterfall.
Bi De, standing proudly upon the fencepost, a look of contentment on the rooster’s face.
She closed her eyes, and took a breath. She burned the images into her memory. The feelings.
To think the summer she worked as a farmhand was the most productive of her life. More productive than her years of meditation, or refining Spiritual Grass, of rigid forms and harsh lessons.
She remembered how she had felt at first. Like she was drowning on air. Like the enormity of her situation was going to crush her.
The tightness in her chest was gone. Each breath was easy. The tenseness in her muscles a memory.
She took another breath. There was still a hint of sweetness on her lips from the tea Master Jin had made.
The tournament was soon. So soon. Within a week, she would be back with her fellow disciples of the Verdant Blade, and fighting in the tournament.
At the fourth stage of the Initiate’s realm, winning the tournament was a hard possibility, but it was possible.
At the first stage of the profound realm? Her victory was all but assured, as arrogant as it sounded. She was likely the most powerful of her generation, in these Azure Hills.
She would win the tournament… and then what?
Would she be back to training the other disciples? Would she be elevated to elder status? Her accomplishments were great, to be true, but after her last experience in common ding men, she was not particularly eager to take such a prominent role.
All her life, she had lived for her sect. She was a dutiful daughter.
Yet… some small traitorous part of her simply said “stay”.
It was not something that could be stomped out. It was something that would have to be reconciled.
“Xiulan!” Senior Sister called.
She opened her eyes again, as the beat sped up, and Master Jin shouted out a song that he seemed to be translating from the strange language that he knew.
Senior Sister waved up at her, holding out her arms.
The Young Mistress of the Verdant Blade touched the crown of flowers woven into her hair.
Xiulan slid off the roof, tapping lightly to the ground. She hugged Meiling, swirling her around, before the song took her.
Whatever did come, she would face it. Her feet would move to a tune only she could hear, and carry her along this path, even if she could not see where it was going.
It was the path she wanted to walk.
Her body moved, and while. It twisted and swayed, until she was the only one left dancing, the others all having paused to watch.
And when the song ended, the feeling of bodies pressing up against her. Senior Sister with an arm around her waist. Tigu on her back. Junior Brother and Master Jin with either arms slung around her shoulders.
Squashed in the middle of a pile of bodies, and grinning at the recording crystal.
“Okay everybody, now make a dumb face!” Master Jin commanded.
His top teeth jutted out over his bottom lip, as his eyes went vacant. Giggling, Senior Sister stuck her fingers in her mouth, and pulled her cheeks apart. Junior Brother began to make a dumb face, when Yun Ren stuck his fingers in Gou Ren’s nose. He grabbed Yun Ren’s cheeks in retaliation, squashing his face sideways.
She couldn’t exactly see Tigu’s expression, but she didn’t need to. The Young Mistress of the verdant Blade Sect stuck out her tongue.
There was a crystal chime.
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This one was absolute murder to write. I have no idea why. Originally, it was actually Xian's POV, but I felt it wasn't working.
This is what I eventually went with. Maybe its a bit scuffed?
In any case, I'll announce it here, and in a separate post. At the end of this week, I will not be posting from the 23rd to the 27th. This is so I can really work on the tournament outline, and hopefully make it so that we don't have any massive rewrites like the Yun Ren final. Also just a general recuperation. It will end on them starting their march to the tournament, so it should be a good time to take a brief pause.
Comments
XenosHg
Meiling probably can - after all, she super-pasteurized the milk for weeks.
Umut Numanoglu
Thanks for the chapter. Now the important question is if you can use Chi to store and keep food hot. If it is possible they should send fresh pizza to Magistrate as a thank you gift
Nick
Thanks for the chapter
Luke
Thank you for writing this, it's one of the bright spots in my day, take all the time you need to be in the right place :)
Jeff Petkau
Everyone needs a break sometimes! > her last experience in common ding men ??? The Xiulan POV was great. It seems like she's finished a nice character arc; if it ended here and she went back to her sect (with occasional updates) it would already be very satisfying. Interested to see how she handles the tournament with her new perspective. I've been hoping Washy would crash the village dragon dance ever since he went up the waterfall. Getting really close now, still hoping. :-)
Justin van mele
Will Jim have sugar cane next year and how big is this crop this year? we will probably get a crop yield next chapter of the one after.
Robert Mullins
Every realm has 5 stages. There are seven realms: Initiate’s realm Profound Realm Spiritual Realm Earth Realm Sky Realm Imperial Realm Heavenly Realm
AirSak2000
How many stages does the initiates realm have? I assumed that it was 9-10, but is it?
Paerofar
I loved this chapter. ❤ for Xiulan's growth and chosen family
Paerofar
Some grammar check for ya: me, as I wagged a finger in front of his face, grasping for it. >> in this context it isn't clear who is grasping for it. //“I helped! Her brother >> missing a quotation mark// experience in common ding men, >>commanding
Bonifacio Mario Peña Jr.
That crystal chime at the end made me feel like it was the start of another book.
Tzeneth
I'm glad you're taking a break if you need it because this chapter was great. I love your work and you do so well with these calm scenes. They are the most heartwarming and most powerful.
Robert Mullins
When she rode washy for the first time just after he came back.
AirSak2000
When did Xiulan reach the profound realm?
Ben Allen
This is one of my favorite so far
Aaron
It's not Mei's. No time skipping involved. Remember the child born a handful of chapters back? That's this one.
Nicholas Roberts
A couple typos (common ding -> commanding), but as usual a lovely, lovely scene. Thanks for the chap!
Matt
A few lines explaining the time skip and how Mei went from pregnant to having a 6 month old would be nice. Maybe there is something I'm missing, but I found it quite confusing.
John Pratt
The monkey ancestor is related to Guo Ren's father, who isn't from the north. Though Yun Ren's teeth in this chapter suggest that hose pills he has awaken bloodlines, and I bet he'll share with his brother.
Anghwrtais
Yeah I had Dueling Banjos playing while I read this. Yeah it's for two but just seemed to work for me.
Corwin Amber
'behind an Babe’s plow' -> 'behind Babe’s plow'
Edgar
", but after her last experience in common ding men," Commanding
Imspinnennetz
Xiulan the Summer Intern. I presume that the Monkey involved with Guo Ren's ancestor is going to show up on his visit up north.
Aaron
"Oh look a new chapter" - *Drops everything I was doing*
MountHermon
"Commanding men" omg, a glorious chapter!
Asalaïs
This chapter is soooo cool. Xiulan is really well written now, I love this take on the "Jade beauty" archetype, she clearly grown to be my favorite character !
PlasmaticPi
This wasn't scuffed at all, it was great!
Sassy
Really sweet fluff as always. Just one year ago I was just jin, meimei, big d and the brothers at harvest. Now it's over a dozen people. Also, tournament hype! I can't wait to see Lanlan's sect reaction to her growing so much stronger. Not to mention the Azure Hills sects reaction to Rou Tigu, Cat-truned-girl extraordinaire
Sean Ulrich
This chapter seems like a turning point. The calm before the storm if you will. Big things are on the horizon with Jin almost found, the tournament, possible sect politics, and Jin and Mei’s baby.
God that was wholesome, exactly what i needed after work.
wow
