Chapter 526 I'm not in a hurry

Xie Zheng was stunned. Before he could react, Song Chunxue got up and pulled him to the corner of the wall.

Two guards rushed in from outside, one of them with a wound to the shoulder.

“Go downstairs, they’re upstairs across the street,” Song Chunxue said, getting up to pick up the throwing knife from the ground. “Call someone over, make a big commotion, they’re probably Lord Xie’s colleagues.”

Xie Zheng squatted down on the ground. "Don't move. There might be other people on the other side. You'll get hurt if you keep moving."

Xie Zheng was extremely anxious. "Song Chunxue, quickly hide where you can't see from the window!"

Song Chunxue comforted him, "It's alright, these little tricks won't hurt me. I've spent half of the last two years practicing martial arts, so don't worry."

Then, standing at the window, she caught a glimpse of someone hiding by the window on the second floor of the teahouse diagonally opposite.

But the person hadn't left yet, as if they hadn't succeeded and were still looking for an opportunity to strike.

"Lord Xie, believe me, sit down and continue eating. Do you dare to be the bait?"

Xie Zheng took a deep breath and sat down directly.

“If you hadn’t raised your hand to block me just now, I would be dead by now. What’s there to be afraid of?” He picked up his chopsticks. “These potatoes that have absorbed the chicken soup are delicious. Don’t waste them.”

Song Chunxue also sat down, half of her body hidden behind the window, so that the people opposite could probably not see her.

But she could vaguely see movement at the window.

The window had a gauze curtain, which moved slightly.

In the blink of an eye, she deftly threw out the throwing knife.

"ah!"

The person diagonally opposite gasped, and then another person rushed over.

Song Chunxue threw three more coins, which she had just pulled from the wall.

The injured person was still standing in the room, mouth agape in disbelief.

"Sir... sir?"

Song Chunxue looked at the guard who was clutching his shoulder and said, "Give me the one on your shoulder."

As she spoke, she took a small porcelain bottle from her bosom and tossed it to him, urging him with a completely expressionless face, "Hurry up."

The guard, his hands trembling, pulled out the throwing knife and handed it to Song Chunxue, prompting Lord Xie to stand up anxiously and help him bandage the wound.

Song Chunxue threw the throwing knife in her hand again, and it pierced the black-clad man's arm.

There was no more movement from that window.

She looked down at her palms, and realized that all the time she had spent throwing iron plates over the past two years had been worthwhile.

I'll buy more throwing knives later to practice my skills. I should have kept one and asked the blacksmith to make her a few more.

Honestly, the moment she threw it, she knew that once it pierced the flesh, the entire throwing knife would hardly be exposed.

It works well.

She turned to look at Lord Xie, who was bandaging the guards with a stern face, and said, "Let me do it."

She tightened the strip of cloth and tied it into a knot that couldn't be tied back.

"Young man, before you go to the clinic, could you please check the teahouse across the street for any lost throwing knives? I'd like to throw a few of the same ones."

The guard was taken aback. "That might be a throwing knife from within a martial arts organization..."

"Wouldn't that be even better? If you hurt someone while out and about, you can make someone else take the blame. How great would that be?"

Song Chunxue's calm tone made her seem like a seasoned veteran who had been navigating the world for many years.

"Yes, yes, yes, that makes sense." The guard thanked him before leaving, "Thank you... fellow Daoist."

Xie Zheng glanced at the mess in the room, wondering whether he should go back, when Song Chunxue had already returned to her previous seat.

He couldn't help but smile with admiration. "Sister Song, have you really been staying in Zhuanglang County for the past two years? You seem like a seasoned veteran. Thank you so much for saving my life just now. From now on..."

“You shouldn’t have suffered this misfortune today. You wouldn’t have been hurt if I hadn’t been there. If you hadn’t invited me to this meal, this whole thing would have been different.” As she spoke, Song Chunxue picked up her bowl and took a piece of fish. “The food is getting cold. Don’t waste it.”

She picked up the wine pot and poured Xie Zheng a cup of wine. "Lord Xie, this shouldn't be the first time you've encountered something like this. Just treat it as watching a variety show; it won't interfere with your meal."

Xie Zheng is not a coward, but he has not yet reached Song Chunxue's level.

He picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp. "Sister Song is so domineering, that's the truth. I admire her."

"Would you like to add a couple more dishes?"

"No need, these are enough to finish." People who have experienced hunger cannot bear to see waste, and besides, these four dishes are just right, they can finish them.

Xie Zheng raised his glass. "Sister Song is really skilled. I'm still far behind. Could you teach me a few moves?"

"..."

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After returning home from drinking, Xie Zheng followed behind Song Chunxue and asked Jiang Hongying to distribute the trinkets and candies he had bought for the children to the children.

He thought for a moment, "You must be very cramped at night. We're not renting out Sanwa's old courtyard anymore, so your whole family probably won't be able to sleep well. How about this, my front yard is empty, you can stay there for a few days. The inn is too far away and inconvenient."

The siblings came here to reunite, so staying at an inn would be inappropriate and make them seem too distant.

After a moment's thought, Song Chunxue nodded, "Alright, then I'll trouble you, Lord Xie."

Since Xie Zheng took the initiative to make the offer, it shows that he sincerely invited her.

In the past, she would have awkwardly declined due to various concerns, but now she realizes that this was for the best.

He Chuan would definitely feel uncomfortable if Hongying's family were to stay at an inn.

If we let Sanwa's family stay at the inn, everyone will feel uneasy, and she will definitely go to the inn with them.

In any case, in a few days, Sanwa will have a courtyard to live in.

Hearing her agree, Xie Zheng was somewhat surprised, and his smile became even more pronounced.

Song Chunxue suggested, "Then let Sanwa's family stay there temporarily. It will be more convenient for Sanwa to ask you for advice if he has any questions."

Sanwa nodded, then bowed to Lord Xie, saying, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, sir."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Xie Zheng went back first, while Sanwa and Mulan packed their things.

Song Chunxue reminded the three children that they should still observe proper etiquette and not act recklessly in front of others, taking advantage of their friendship.

Sanwa nodded, looking thoughtfully at Song Chunxue.

"Speak your mind."

Sanwa scratched his head. "Mother, I was afraid you would try to get close to Lord Xie because of me. If you're not happy about it, you don't have to do that. I will establish myself on my own merits."

Song Chunxue laughed, “No. I used to be quite awkward, but for the past two years, we have been calling each other pen pals. With more than six years of friendship, if Master Xie is willing to help, why should I hesitate to refuse?”

"Besides, even if I refuse, Lord Xie will still take care of you. He has also been taking care of the second son for the past two years. Moreover, your future status will be different, and he has high hopes for you."

"When you enter officialdom, you should observe, ask questions, and listen more. Avoid taking unnecessary detours, be more discerning, and have more options. I also have high hopes for you. I hope you can go further, stand higher, and do practical things for the people."

She said earnestly, "I hope you can be a good official like Lord Xie, and always remember your original aspirations and never forget your roots."

Sanwa nodded solemnly, "Yes, Mother, I've remembered."

He smiled broadly, revealing two sharp canine teeth.

"I'm so happy to see that Mother is so open-minded and generous now. I know you've been wanting to see the Taoist priest as soon as possible, and if you feel ready, I won't stop you."

"I'm not in a hurry."

“But Mother’s smiles have faded. The things to come are very complicated. Mother doesn’t need to come with me.” He placed his hands on Song Chunxue’s shoulders. “With Uncle Xie here, I’ll definitely be able to manage.”