Chapter 1210 Thank you, Daoist Master

Song Chunxue looked at Tu Dan'er, feeling somewhat worried about him.

She asked softly, "Does your master disapprove of your liking for men?"

"Your martial uncle knows too?" Tu Dan'er put the letter back, patted it against his chest, and smiled cheaply. "He's just not used to it yet, he'll get used to it in a few days."

Song Chunxue suppressed the countless questions in her mind, pursed her lips, and tried to hide her damned thirst for knowledge.

"Well, may I ask you a few questions?"

The wind beside them was quiet and calm, as if they were discussing the day's weather.

"Sure, go ahead and ask." Tu Dan'er was more gentle than ever before, her soul seemingly already in the capital, her whole being radiating the infatuation of a young girl experiencing first love, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

Changfeng thought to himself, "This is probably what they call being in Cao's camp but having one's heart in Han's camp."

"You two broke up last time because you didn't want to accept this fact?"

"Yes, we kissed. Although it was because we drank too much and talked about the elegance of the ancients, and got a little excited when we talked about history, I was indeed moved when we kissed." As he said this, he seemed to recall the scene of the argument earlier, and frowned slightly.

"But the next day, when I asked him about what happened the night before, wanting to take responsibility for him and not pretend to be ignorant, he got angry and told me to get out. He was like a man who doesn't recognize his former self."

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Song Chunxue was extremely excited, but she tried to remain calm and turned to look at Changfeng, "Why are you so calm?"

“I was there that day,” Changfeng said casually. “Besides, they’ve been inseparable for years. They’re always the closest to each other wherever they go. They’d sneak off to the woods to catch fish and take baths, and even go to the outhouse together in the middle of the night. With such an intimate relationship, it’s no wonder that things would eventually come to light.”

Changfeng was actually there!

Song Chunxue became even more excited, "Then tell me, how did those two get together in the first place?"

Changfeng glanced at the man covering his mouth, looking expectant and blushing, and almost laughed.

"They were so close, they even started arguing about who was better, complaining that their clothes were in the way. If I hadn't stopped them, they would have been completely naked together."

Tu Dan buried his face in his arms, looking unusually shy.

Song Chunxue felt she shouldn't ask any more questions; as an elder, she needed to remain calm.

"That's good, hehe, that's good." She cleared her throat. "If you want to go back to the capital first, then go ahead. We don't know when we'll be able to go to the capital."

Tu Dan'er stubbornly replied, "No rush, I'll wait for him to come to me. The capital isn't fun."

*

Three days later, they returned to Crescent Lake.

In the evening, they discussed their next steps.

"You're asking me?" Zhang Chengxuan asked, as if he'd heard a trivial question. "Isn't it because you wanted to keep Tu Dan'er company that he called me here?"

"What, are you discarding me now that you've served your purpose? You want me to go back, and you're leaving my apprentice behind?" His tone was not good. "I'm used to traveling with a group of people. Suddenly making me wander around outside alone doesn't make me comfortable either."

At this point, he realized what he meant and his gaze immediately fell on Tu Dan'er.

"Or do you want to go back to the capital sooner? And want to come back with me?"

Tu Dan'er shook his head vigorously, "No, I said I would wait for him here."

Zhang Chengxuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Alright then, junior brother, where are you going next?"

“Let’s go find Sanwa. We can stay at the Taoist temple on the mountain for a few months. Don’t you want to see your martial uncle?” Song Chunxue looked at Han Mo and Qi Yun. “You two probably aren’t used to staying for too long. Why don’t you take Tudan’er to the capital and let Qi Yun, who hasn’t been out much, see the world?”

Qi Yun put down her teacup, her tone dejected, "Master doesn't want to take me with him? Does he think I'm in his way?"

Song Chunxue was silent for a moment, then said, "A little."

Qi Yun lowered his head, looking abandoned.

"Since Master wants me to leave, then I will leave."

After spending these few days together, Changyun had a very good impression of Qiyun. Their names both contained the character "Yun". Looking at him with his head down, revealing his long neck, he looked extremely pitiful.

“Master, he doesn’t want to be separated from us. After all, he is your disciple, and it’s better for him to stay with us.” Chang Yun couldn’t help but speak up for her. “Besides, he has been helping me collect herbs recently, and he’s also helping my senior brother forge weapons.”

Han Mo put down his chopsticks and asked directly, "Does Master Song want to get rid of me?"

Fine, fine, she thought she was being considerate by asking for their opinions, but this is what she got in return.

"No, I was just worried that you might think I wanted to be closer to my family, and that you might think I was being too selfish. If you have a place you'd like to go somewhere else, I was just asking for your opinion, nothing more."

She looked at Han Mo, "What happened before is in the past. I think you've already reflected on it, right?"

Han Mo picked up a small dried fish and put it in his mouth. "Hmm, there won't be a second time."

They were eating on the first floor of the inn, and an old man next to them kept looking in their direction.

Finally, he got up and went to Zhang Chengxuan.

"I heard you are a Taoist priest. Could you please come to my house to handle something?"

Zhang Chengxuan turned to look at him. "What is it?"

“It’s about our ancestors.” He hurriedly explained, “My father married a wife when he was young, but she and her unborn child died during childbirth. That was decades ago. But in recent years, my two brothers and I have had a lot of bad luck. My second brother is not very smart and doesn’t want to get married. My eldest brother is lame and is very eccentric.”

As he said this, his voice trembled slightly with a sob.

“After my father passed away, my mother also started cursing and nagging. She said that when I was young, I married into his family and my wife had difficulty getting pregnant and had miscarried several children,” he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. “People say that my father’s ex-wife wants to have a descendant and wants one of the three of us to be adopted so that she can have peace. But my mother is unwilling. Master, do you think this is true?”

Master Zhang calculated with his fingers and said, "I can't handle this for now. It's an old debt of your family, a problem left by the older generation. Apart from the method you mentioned, I can't think of any other solution for the time being."

Song Chunxue knew that this kind of thing was quite common in this area.

The grudges of the older generation have dragged down the younger generation, leaving them helpless. Such a heavy karmic bond is beyond the power of ordinary people to change.

"Ah, is that so? Thank you, Taoist priest." The man gave a bitter smile. "This matter is indeed difficult to handle. I am powerless to do anything about it and can only leave it to fate."

"If what everyone says is true, and that person who died young is determined to make trouble for my mother until he has no descendants, will he be punished by heaven?"

Zhang Chengxuan stood up. "That depends on what you think. If you can think of another way to prevent the consequences from spreading to yourself, that's also a solution."

Suddenly, a light shone in the old man's eyes. "Please speak, Taoist priest."

"Divorce your wife and remove her from your family genealogy. Any children she has in the future should take her surname."

Song Chunxue nodded, "That's right!"

Even if a man marries into his wife's family, the children will take the father's surname.

Although they live in the woman's family home on the surface, their family tree is still listed on the man's side.

"Thank you, Taoist priest, thank you, Taoist priest." The old man said, and was about to kneel down.