Chapter 82: Removing Pingyu from the household registration...
Pingyu never got to see Nezha.
She finished collecting the pine needles and ate her snack. She gazed into the depths of the forest, waiting from morning until noon.
Where did he go?
Pingyu was good at waiting, but he was a little worried. The boy seemed to leave in a hurry, saying he would be back soon. Pingyu wondered who might be in this forest... If it were Taiyi Zhenren, Nezha wouldn't have such an expression. If it were Li Jing, he couldn't be so calm.
Pingyu guessed the identities of everyone in Nezha's meager social circle, and finally decided to go home.
No matter who it is, she can't handle it.
Ping Yu rubbed his fingers together, thinking that the heavenly lightning would strike Nezha as well.
Let's go home first and not cause him any trouble in the woods.
As time passed, the sunlight began to slant, casting an orange-yellow twilight over the woods, making every leaf appear golden. She finished packing and prepared to leave, but then heard a whoosh from nearby.
She shielded half her vision with her hand, revealing an approaching silhouette through the bright sunlight.
First, you see a donkey chewing on hay, then you see the person on it wobbling out.
“It’s you.”
Ping Yu raised an eyebrow and took the initiative to speak.
She recognized him as the man from yesterday.
If someone repeatedly appears in the same location, but the number of people on their side decreases due to external forces, that person becomes a suspect. So, without waiting for the man's reply, Pingyu pressed, "Where did you hide Nezha?"
Her tone suddenly sharpened, shattering her gentle demeanor. The aura of a noblewoman instantly emanated from the girl. But the Taoist priest wasn't fooled. He stroked his greasy beard and chuckled, "Little girl, you don't have to lie to me. I never intended to hide anything from you."
Even though she didn't sense any malice from the other party, Ping Yu remained on high alert. She said again, "If you don't return Nezha to me, his master won't give him back to you!"
Because he was making threats on behalf of someone else, it sounded like he was all bark and no bite.
Pingyu: !
"Why..."
She couldn't understand the affairs between immortals.
The Taoist priest said no more. He waved his hand, urging her to go home: "Go home."
The gentle breeze that rose up fell on Ping Yu, but it felt like a powerful hurricane. Her dress billowed backward, making her unsteady on her feet. Seeing the Taoist wave his hand again, he said, "You'll understand when you get home."
The wind suddenly intensified, and Pingyu was completely powerless to resist.
She was like a fallen leaf swept up in the autumn wind, or a dandelion blown about by a breath.
Before she left the ground, she seemed to see the Taoist priest's lips tremble slightly as he pointed towards his sleeve.
Pingyu didn't understand lip reading, so he had to use his mouth to simulate movements again and again...
Are you satisfied now?
The Taoist priest made a sound while pointing at his sleeve.
He only came out because Nezha insisted on it.
Nezha was worried that Pingyu would keep waiting for him who could never return, and that she would be in great danger if she were exposed after dusk.
But the truth is, even if the Taoist priest didn't come, Pingyu wouldn't be foolish enough to wait.
Having decided to send the girl away with the wind, the Taoist quipped, "I don't think she cares about you as much as you do about her."
“Indeed not,” the boy’s voice came from the brocade pouch, which shimmered with gold. “But it’s none of your business.”
The Taoist shrugged, realizing he had made a fool of himself.
In the blink of an eye, Pingyu returned to the mansion amidst the exclamations of the slaves.
She was swept away by the wind and landed squarely in the very center of the courtyard. Green-clad woman was walking out with a small booklet in her hand when she was startled by Pingyu's sudden appearance and almost screamed.
"Shhh."
Pingyu quickly covered her mouth.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the woman in green swallowed back her scream.
She winked at Pingyu, frantically signaling that she had calmed down. The moment the girl removed her hand, she asked, "Miss, what happened to you...?"
Why is their entrance so bizarre?
Ping Yu touched his cheek, unsure how to explain: "I had a bit of a strange encounter..."
"Oh!" The woman in green believed it quickly; after all, her young mistress was extraordinary from birth. Encounters with immortals, Buddhas, gods, and ghosts were not uncommon. But then, her eyes darted around, and she suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!"
Pingyu: "What?"
The woman in green picked up the booklet and said, "I was just about to look for you, Miss!"
"I see..."
Pingyu was not surprised by those strange occurrences.
Hearing what the woman in green said, she understood what the Taoist meant by "You'll know when you get home." The medium that would allow Nezha to be reborn in the Heavenly Realm had been created, yet he himself was still indulging in "play" in Chen Tang Pass. Even though Nezha had only stayed at the Lin residence for a few days, it was enough to make the strict teacher, Taiyi Zhenren, extremely anxious. After all, he needed to receive incense offerings for three years to be reborn, and the campaign against King Zhou couldn't be delayed even for half a day; Nezha, as the vanguard, was indispensable.
It wasn't that Pingyu was naive and easily swayed by Taoists; it was simply that Nezha wouldn't be in any danger. Having lived here for over a decade, she had come to understand the meaning of destiny. Although there might be minor setbacks, everyone in this dynasty would eventually walk their predetermined path. Confirming that Nezha was safe, Pingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
To see Nezha, she only needs to go to Cuiping Mountain.
With a weight lifted from her heart, Pingyu realized something was amiss with her surroundings. She was in the middle of a fork in the road, and from there, the entire area was adorned with lanterns, ribbons, and even luxurious beaded curtains.
Pingyu knew there was a happy occasion at home before he left today, but was it really necessary to make such a big fuss?
Even our usual family dinners aren't this extravagant.
A qualified slave should pay attention to every little change in his master's household.
Seeing the confusion on Pingyu's face, Green Robe explained before her young mistress could ask, "Because there's a joyous occasion in the family today, Madam and Master have decided to host a banquet for the General's family. Besides sharing the good news, they also want to ask about Lord Li's affairs. After all, it concerns that person in the palace, and we're still quite clueless about it!"
"Oh, right!" The female slave pointed towards the main hall: "Lord Li and his family have arrived. Would you like to go and greet them, Miss?"
Pingyu looked in the direction the woman in green was pointing.
The main hall, the reception area.
Lin Dong sat in the main seat and exchanged pleasantries with Li Jing.
The Lin family can distribute silver to pave the way for Li Jing, and Li Jing can also provide protection for the Lin family.
The two companies have intertwined interests and are extremely closely connected.
Therefore, the Lin family prospered, which pleased Li Jing.
"Brother Lin, you've finally made it!"
He smiled and offered his congratulations, but Lin Dong waved his hand and said, "It's just good luck. I'm only serving food to that lord, and I still have to rely on you, Brother Li."
Li Jing chuckled a few times, quite pleased with the compliments.
Then, Lin Dong leaned down even further. He said, "Since you're here today, I have a favor to ask. I wonder..."
“You said it,” Li Jing quickly stepped forward to help him up, “Your family has a happy occasion today, and as your elder brother, I must add to your joy. As long as it’s within my power, I will definitely do it for you.”
Lin Dong stood up and exchanged a glance with his wife sitting next to him.
Xue Yue'e raised her hand to dismiss the slaves, instructing them to close the door and not allow anyone else to approach. Then, she gave her husband a barely perceptible nod.
Lin Dong took a deep breath.
The man bowed deeply again, displaying the utmost sincerity in asking for a favor.
Addressing the crowd in the main hall, he earnestly asked, "Brother, could you please help me remove my daughter Pingyu from the Lin family's household register?"
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