Chapter 965 Practice hard when you have nothing to do.

Night falls and the city lights come on.

The lanterns at the main gate of the Zhao residence were exceptionally bright. The seven members of the group had spent the day sightseeing and returned home thoroughly satisfied.

Upon arriving at the main courtyard, Lord Zhao sat in the main seat, with two attendants standing with their heads bowed on either side.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense, and as everyone entered the room, their voices naturally softened.

"Bang!"

The teacup fell onto the table with a clatter.

Lord Zhao, dressed in brocade robes, swept his disdainful gaze across the crowd with a cold glint in his eyes.

"You actually know how to come back?"

Although the group didn't really think they had done anything wrong, they knew they hadn't been loyal enough by not pleading for Lord Zhao in front of Master Han. They all lowered their heads and stood at the door, looking like they were obediently accepting a scolding.

Now, Lord Zhao is not only Lord Zhao, but also their senior master.

Song Chunxue glanced at Master Zhang and thought to herself, "My senior brother can't beat Master Han, so he's taking it out on them."

But what can you do when he's the senior disciple?

Let it be.

"Senior brother, we looked at a lot of interesting things on the street and stayed a little longer, so we came back late. Please punish us." Master Zhang readily admitted his mistake.

The other disciples immediately followed.

"Please punish me, Master/Senior Uncle."

Lord Zhao glanced at them and asked, "Have you all eaten?"

"Yes, I've already eaten." Master Zhang looked around. "Where's Master Han?"

"Hmph," Lord Zhao said with an expression that defied description, "Who knows?"

The children almost burst out laughing, and quickly lowered their heads to hide their emotions.

Wuji looked up and met his master's gaze.

He quickly said, "Master, you can chat with your fellow disciples. We're going back to our rooms to meditate and rest."

The timing wasn't right, and he didn't bother saying anything to his two apprentices.

"Okay, you guys go ahead, but don't stay out too late. I'll have someone keep an eye on you."

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, Senior Uncle."

After saying that, the five children rushed out one after another.

Song Chunxue couldn't help but smile, thinking that if she had taught her children the way she does now, would they be as close as they are now?

However, they were not Taoist priests and were always thinking about getting married; they wouldn't be as carefree as the Taoist priests.

The room became much quieter after the children left.

Lord Zhao regained his composure and said calmly, "Master Han has already gone to deal with the news of Prince Xuan's abduction. I will continue to discuss the jade mine matter tomorrow. Leave a few people to keep an eye on the progress. You all pack your things, and we will go to Furong City the day after tomorrow."

Before they could ask any questions, Lord Zhao explained, "The troops from the capital should arrive in Furong City in a few days. Although that dog emperor listens to the eunuchs and doesn't trust the civil and military officials enough, he still occasionally makes some correct decisions."

"They are going to send more troops to defend against Wu San's attack. That place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but Wu San has become ambitious and wants to take Furong City. We should go and see."

Lord Zhao looked at Song Chunxue with a subtle expression.

Song Chunxue keenly sensed that he had something to say to her.

"There's something I think you should know. Lord Xie is in a bad situation, but we can't go there yet. Fortunately, after suffering so much humiliation for so many years, Lord Xie finally stopped indulging the Emperor on the seventh day. He acted first and then reported to the Emperor, changing the military strategy and winning a great victory. Now the Emperor wants to do something about him but can't."

Lord Zhao commented with a smile, "Xie Zheng is a really interesting person. After being demoted for half his life, he suddenly became very rebellious. It is said that when a smart person suddenly becomes dishonest, most of the strategists in the court will respect him. Once a person sheds his weakness, he will show his sharpness."

"I really admire him. He has finally learned what it means to be fearless and is just right for dealing with an emperor with impure intentions."

Song Chunxue understood; during the more than half a month they had been apart, Lord Xie had done a lot.

But something didn't sound right. She couldn't describe her feelings at that moment; it was like eating dirt—not poisonous, but with a strange taste.

However, she really cannot appear now. The emperor is still the emperor, and a Taoist priest like her can't just throw an egg against a rock.

She believed that Lord Xie could handle things on his own.

It's not too late for her to go find him when the time is right.

She understood that the emperor was, after all, the emperor, and as long as he was on the throne, they could not disobey him, or they would be killed.

Moreover, they can now transmit their voices over long distances.

That person only reports good news and not bad news; she'll have to try and get some information out of them later.

"Alright, go and rest." Lord Zhao stood up. He had been whipped today, and although there were no visible marks, he was truly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

He ignored Song Chunxue's curious gaze and turned to go to the bedroom next door.

Song Chunxue returned to her bedroom and used telepathy to ask questions.

"I've heard about your recent actions. Have you been injured? You didn't reply before; were you feeling unwell?"

After a long while, there was still no news from the other side.

Song Chunxue is now able to use the technique of transmitting sound with very little spiritual energy.

"Take care of yourself. You're not a military general after all, so be careful when things happen and don't be too reckless. Although you can ride a horse and use a sword now, your main focus should still be on training and improving your skills, understand?"

"Lord Xie, please don't keep everything from me. Remember to answer me."

She waited for a long time, but there was still no movement.

However, I did receive a message from the third child.

"Mother, can you hear me? I tried to learn it and had it tested with the fourth brother, but I don't know if you can hear me."

"Everything is fine at home, don't worry. Mother, you can travel with peace of mind. I just wanted to ask about you. I've been practicing swordsmanship diligently lately and met a swordsman from the martial world. Because of that short sword, he insisted on being my bodyguard. I realized then how amazing Mother has been to us. We will certainly live up to Mother's expectations..."

Sanwa speaks very quickly, as if he wants to rattle off a whole bunch of everyday things at once.

Song Chunxue laughed; this child really doesn't stay idle.

"Sanwa, I heard you. You've always been diligent and haven't disappointed me. I'm doing well out there. We're all together. We went to Aishan, and now we're in Jiangzhou City. We're going to Furong City the day after tomorrow. Haha, I've gotten quite wild. I'm having a lot of fun out there."

"If anything happens at home, just let me know. I'll be there quickly, no matter how far it is, it's only a few hours, so don't worry about bothering me, okay?"

The third child's excited voice rang out, "Mother, I understand, I..."

There was no sound after that, so it seems he's not very skilled yet.

"Don't get excited. Practice slowly and we can talk about it another day. Go to bed early, stay home and avoid going out. You must keep yourself pure and stay true to your original aspirations."

Lying in bed, she fell asleep contentedly.

When she woke up, she found that she hadn't moved at all during the night and had slept very soundly.

Hearing the clanging and banging of swords fighting outside, Song Chunxue immediately grabbed her sword and went out.

As soon as I opened the door, the morning breeze was crisp and cool; I took a deep breath and felt my lungs feel refreshed.

It turned out that it was raining outside, the raindrops as fine as cow's hair, nourishing things silently.

The children were practicing swordsmanship on the long waterside pavilion.

A moment later, someone rushed in from outside in a panic.

“Someone rushed into the courtyard, insisting on seeing Lord Zhao, and we couldn’t stop him.”