Chapter 706 says she has someone.

"Your senior brother, Lord Zhao, will be coming. I reckon he won't be coming alone, so I'll have to prepare a couple more dishes."

Lord Zhao has arrived here?

Song Chunxue quickly stood up, feeling a sense of unease, as if a well-off, wealthy relative was suddenly coming to visit.

"This kitchen is too small to work properly. Besides, when important guests come, we need a proper place to entertain them. Come to my house."

The Taoist priest felt this was inappropriate, saying, "Isn't there a big mouth living near your house? You should go to the inn instead."

“Let her fly over the wall on her sword and go in. Let her say what she wants. Besides, she accepted my bribes, so she should keep quiet for a while.” Song Chunxue stood up. “They know how to find you, right?”

The Taoist priest stood at the kitchen doorway, looked at the chicken in his hand, and said, "I know."

Song Chunxue found it amusing, "Senior brother, could it be that you're reluctant to part with it?"

She felt that her senior brother hadn't been in good spirits these past two days.

"Feed my dog ​​and horse, then go inside and rest for a while, otherwise I'll keep asking you all the questions, and I'm not going to be fooled now."

The Taoist priest nodded helplessly when he saw her hands on her hips.

He definitely needs a break.

One hour later.

The dogs in the yard suddenly started barking wildly, and one of them even whimpered in fright.

Song Chunxue put down the iron spoon and walked out of the kitchen. She lifted her apron to wipe her hands and was stunned when she saw the people in the yard.

Did the eldest brother come with Lord Han?

No wonder her dog is both timid and fierce; it turns out it was scared, and the timid one even peed while whimpering.

Tsk, a wolfhound? It's just a snake.

She stepped down the stairs, a smile spreading across her face. "Senior Brother, Daoist Han, what brings you two here together?"

Master Han stood still, facing off against the two dogs.

"You two go to sleep and stop making noise, or you won't get any bones."

As she spoke, Song Chunxue dumped the bones that had been on the windowsill into the yard.

Sure enough, the two dogs quickly ran over to snatch the bone.

It was probably out of a sense of duty that it barked, even though the two people in front of it didn't seem like they were innocent.

Hearing the commotion, the Taoist priest came out of the room.

Before long, everyone sat down at the table, looking at a table full of steaming hot food.

"Please start eating. I was worried you might not eat meat, so I specially stir-fried a few vegetarian dishes to mix with the noodles."

Lord Zhao picked up a chicken wing and said, "There's no reason for me to watch you eat meat."

Master Han hesitated for a moment, then picked up a chicken leg.

"Let's eat the noodles first, otherwise they'll get soggy."

No one stood on ceremony; they picked up their bowls of noodles and ate them in big mouthfuls, clearly quite hungry.

They didn't observe the rule of not eating after noon anymore, and they were too busy talking to each other, so they even had another bowl of noodles.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Where did you all come from, and what were you doing?"

Lord Zhao took the hot tea handed to him by the Taoist priest, drank a couple of sips, and seemed to have regained a lot of strength.

“The world is not at peace, and there are many people who take advantage of loopholes. Among cultivators, there are all sorts of demons and monsters. Have you had a relatively peaceful journey?” He looked at Master Han, “because those who wanted to harm you were knocked unconscious, and those who committed heinous crimes had their throats slit.”

The Taoist priest continued, "Junior brother, you didn't even realize that it was two Taoist priests who brought you here."

Song Chunxue was flattered and got up to pull out a large wine jar from under the table. "I was wondering why the journey back was so smooth. Such a great favor deserves a toast from you all."

Lord Zhao and Taoist Han didn't stand on ceremony and drank their wine.

"Hmm, I've finally had a decent meal these past few days. Junior brother's cooking is quite good." Lord Zhao couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks and take a bite of the cold-dressed yellow mustard greens.

"I'm glad you don't mind." She lit a few more candles, making the room bright.

Lord Zhao poured a pill out of the bottle and presented it to Master Zhang.

"Take it. So much time has passed, and you still haven't recovered." As he spoke, Lord Zhao glanced at Song Chunxue, "Otherwise, my junior brother will be sad if he finds out."

Master Zhang did not refuse, saying, "Thank you, senior brother."

Song Chunxue's gaze shifted back and forth between the two of them. "Wait a minute, senior brother? What's your relationship with him?"

“I’ve known him for a while longer than you have, but we weren’t that close. But we’ve had quite a few interactions in the capital this time, so we’ve gotten to know each other.” Lord Zhao looked at Song Chunxue. “You were brought into his tutelage by him, so you’re one of us now. From the bottom of my heart, I consider him my junior brother.”

The senior brother is also the junior brother of the eldest senior brother. Song Chunxue was overjoyed. From now on, she wouldn't have to worry about not having the same master as her senior brother.

The eldest brother must have a way.

People from all corners of the world have gathered together, and now we can eat at the same table; that means we are kindred spirits.

From now on, we will be comrades-in-arms, and when one of us is in trouble, all will lend a hand.

Knowing that they were all working hard for the common people, Song Chunxue did not want to fall behind.

This gave her a new understanding of her spiritual path.

Song Chunxue took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, then tidied up the room for Sanwa and Lao Si so they could rest.

After chatting for about half an hour, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Song Chunxue meditated in the room, wondering if she would see Xie Zheng soon since they had all arrived.

As she pondered this, she got out of bed and wrote him a letter to ease her longing.

...

“This fortress is really nice. No wonder she abandoned Xie Zheng without hesitation and came straight here without even going to Jincheng to see her three sons.”

"Junior brother has a large vegetable garden?" Lord Zhao asked in surprise. "Take us to see it later. Isn't this what every cultivator wants most? She has it all."

"This peony must be quite old. There are also lilies, chives, and even two astragalus plants in this garden. She really grows everything."

"Han Qingfeng, these steps are perfect for you to sunbathe. In winter, lying here with a brazier next to you would be very pleasant."

Master Zhang's voice came over, "If Master Han doesn't mind the earthy smell of the kang, it's very comfortable to sit on the heated kang in winter. There are kangs in this courtyard, which are warmer than the underground heating in the palace in winter."

Lord Zhao laughed, "Then why don't you stay here?"

"Men and women should be separated, and this isn't a Taoist temple..."

"I'll build one like this in the capital later, with heated brick beds everywhere, so you'll all have a place to stay when you come..."

...

Listening to the three people in the courtyard touring her little yard, Song Chunxue got up and combed her hair in her room, feeling like it was all a dream.

She has more and more fellow practitioners.

Just as a knock came at the door, before Song Chunxue could stop it, the courtyard gate was opened.

She stepped out of the house and saw her eldest brother standing at the door asking about the purpose of the visitor. Upon learning that the visitor wanted to establish a connection with her, her eldest brother bluntly said, "She has someone coming, so don't even think about it. She doesn't have any money either; it's something she saved up with great difficulty."

The Taoist priest shook his head helplessly and sat down with Taoist Han at the stone table in the courtyard to drink tea from a pot.

"Senior Brother, by tomorrow, everyone will probably be saying that Junior Brother has three men in her family, and the tallest and most noble-looking one of them is already taken."

Lord Zhao, having always come from a wealthy family, did not take the rumors to heart.

"Go ahead and spread the word. It'll help block her unwanted suitors and save Brother Xie some trouble."

"..." Song Chunxue rubbed her forehead, then casually asked, "When will he be able to leave the capital?"