"Several monks have come to the temple who are fluent in foreign languages and are very good at annotating and interpreting scriptures. They can take my place."

"Are you planning to return to Furong City?"

"Um."

"Then are we going back to the capital? Or rather, are we going back to Da Ci'en Temple?"

Mo Ming was silent.

He couldn't answer this question, just like he couldn't answer Lu Zhen's question, but it wasn't that he didn't know the answer, but that he couldn't say it.

He is in debt.

His fate with Ulolan had ended when he was ordained. It was a matter of fate beyond human control. He went to Furong City not to end it, but to say goodbye.

Bid farewell to Wuluolan and Mo Ming, then return to Beijing, return to Da Ci'en Temple, and convert physically and mentally from then on.

Xu Jiang sighed in her heart, this sigh was for Wu Luolan and also for Mo Ming.

Lu Zhen broke the silence and asked, "Where is Furong City?"

Mo Ming and Xu Jiang both looked relieved. Xu Jiang smiled and said, "It's in Shu, a thousand miles away from the capital."

Lu Zhen stared at Mo Ming's shiny head and asked, "So far away? His hair has grown out. Is he still a monk?"

"I can shave it off on the way."

"If you shave your head, does that make you a monk?"

Mo Ming bared his teeth coldly. “You’ll know after I shave yours.”

Lu Zhen quickly hid behind Xu Jiang.

Xu Jiang patted Lu Zhen on the back and said, "Don't ask anymore. If you keep asking, you'll really become a little monk."

Lu Zhen immediately covered his mouth.

The two of them finally had some peace and quiet.

Xu Jiang asked, "Are you leaving today?"

Mo Ming nodded, "We'll be leaving with the caravan soon."

"Could you please take a letter to my friend in Hibiscus City?"

"sure."

Xu Jiang stood up, cut some paper, and ground some ink. She wrote a letter to Jiang Gu, then sealed it and handed it to Mo Ming. "Thank you for your help."

Mo Ming carefully put the letter into his bag and said, "It's just a small matter."

As he was about to leave, Xu Jiang packed some of the remaining cold food for him to take with him on the road. "They are all vegetarian, so you won't break your vows."

Mo Ming paused and said, "Thank you."

She and Lu Zhen escorted Mo Ming out of the shop. Mo Ming patted Lu Zhen's head and said, "What a good head."

Lu Zhen quickly slapped his hand away and hugged his head.

Mo Ming laughed heartily and left with a heroic stride.

After he left, Lu Zhen asked, "Why do people become monks?"

Xu Jiang asked in return: "Why do you want to study?"

Lu Zhen thought for a moment and said, "I want to understand some things."

Xu Jiang said, "The monk thinks so too."

Lu Zhen seemed to understand, but he opened his mouth to ask more questions, but Xu Jiang covered his mouth with her hand. She then took him back to the house and casually handed him a travel book.

It happened to be a book called "Records of the Western Regions".

Lu Zhen flipped through two pages and became engrossed in reading. Xu Jiang brought him a plate of snacks and asked him to eat while reading.

After half a day, no one entered the bookstore. Not to mention the bookstore, there were few people even on the street.

Thinking that Cao Dali would be coming to pick up Lu Zhen soon, Xu Jiang drew a rough plan and measured the dimensions of the backyard. She now had some extra money and wanted to renovate the backyard and see if she could add some furniture and decorations for hosting guests.

The shop was too cramped, allowing people to huddle together for warmth in winter, but in summer it was as stuffy as a steamer, making it difficult for anyone to stay in. The entrance was also not very convenient; the large crowd, while enjoyable, provided the vulgar charm of the market, with its many eyes and ears, made it difficult to speak freely.

The backyard is better.

She finished drawing the picture and marked the dimensions. It was getting dark and it looked like it would rain tonight.

Lu Zhen was so engrossed in his studies that he didn't even notice Cao Dali coming.

Cao Dali stared at him for a long time before calling out, "Jian'er, go home."

Lu Zhen came back to his senses, clacking his short legs and running over to grab his hand. "Daddy, are you here to pick me up?"

Hearing him call "Daddy", Xu Jiang was slightly surprised, but also felt it was natural. The Cao family had done this much, and even if they were not blood relatives, they were better than blood relatives.

Cao Dali responded, "Oh." He blinked back the tears in his eyes.

Lu Zhen changed his tone this morning, but Cao Dali couldn't hide his excitement every time he heard this call.

"Brother Dali, I'm planning to renovate my backyard and also buy some furniture. Here's the sketch I drew and the dimensions. Please take it back and ask Uncle Cao to take a look and see how to make the most appropriate changes."

Cao Dali took the sketch, went to the backyard to take a look, and then agreed: "No problem, I'll ask my father to come over the day after tomorrow to discuss it with the owner in person."

"Then I'll trouble you."

"Why should the boss be so polite to us?"

As they were talking, they walked out the door, and Lu Zhen looked at the travel book on the table reluctantly.

Xu Jiang said, "Don't read it. Just let me read this trivial book. If Master Lin finds out, we will all be punished."

Master Lin was very strict with his students, especially with the young students, because they were just starting out and he was afraid of distracting their attention and changing their minds, so he had very strict requirements on the textbooks and teaching materials.

As soon as Master Lin was mentioned, Lu Zhen immediately focused his attention and no longer looked at the "Records of the Western Regions".

The father and son disappeared into the twilight.

On the street, the smoke from cooking fires that used to rise up was now nowhere to be found. There were sacrifices being held in the palace and at home today, so Lou Yunchun couldn't come.

Xu Jiang simply closed the door and took a nap while he was about to edit and annotate a volume of the county annals - there were less than two months left before the deadline.

She counted on her fingers. In addition to compiling and annotating the county annals, she also had to renovate the backyard, print poetry collections, repair the books left by her master, and hold a book appreciation banquet... God, how could she owe so much work!

Why are you still sleeping? No more!

It rained all night, and Xu Jiang's lantern burned until dawn.

The next day, Liang Mo came to work and saw Xu Jiang walking unsteadily and with dark circles under her eyes. Upon asking, he learned that she had stayed up all night burning two oil lamps. He then said, "Boss, when can you teach me the art of Xiuzhu? Once I learn it, I can help you with your worries."

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