"Are you going to agree to him?"
"I want to ask Master Lin first. He and Master are old friends and have exchanged letters. He might have heard of Miancun."
Lou Jing was silent for a moment, then asked pointedly, "Why are you trying to verify her relationship with your master?"
Xu Jiang's body trembled slightly, and after a while, she whispered: "I want to know whether Master adopted me by chance or because of her. If it was because of her, then what is the relationship between Master and me..."
Seeing that she was obsessed, Lou Jing hurriedly shouted, "Xu Jiang!"
His voice was like a bell, trying to wake Xu Jiang up. "No matter what his relationship to you was, he's gone."
An old injury flared up, and Xu Jiang's face turned pale with pain.
But he couldn't wake up without feeling the pain. He couldn't let Xu Yuan die twice in Xu Jiang's heart. She couldn't bear it.
Lou Jing steeled his heart and continued, "He was your teacher and father, teaching you, raising you, and bringing you up. How is he any different from any other father in the world? You respect him, love him, and inherit his legacy. How is he any different from any other child in the world? You are master and disciple, but also father and daughter. Why are you so obsessed with that one blood bond? Why are you destroying yourself and hurting yourself over it?"
Xu Jiang was already in tears.
"Everyone will die one day, and only one day. There is no resurrection, and even less death. Whether he is your master or your biological father, he is just Xu Yuan. He is gone."
Seeing her like this, Lou Jing couldn't help but feel distressed, and tried to comfort her: "This world has treated him harshly. He has suffered for half his life, but now he has transcended the eight sufferings, achieved great freedom, and is free in the heavens. But I think the only thing he can't let go of is you. If you continue to put yourself in trouble for him, how can he find peace?"
Life and death are transformed into qi, just follow nature.
These were the last eight words Xu Yuan left for Xu Jiang. He didn't want her to indulge in the pain of losing him.
"I'm obsessed." Xu Jiang wiped away her tears. "You're right. Master and I are not only master and disciple, but also father and daughter. Blood relationship or not, he is my dearest and dearest."
Whoever he was, he was gone and would never come back.
Lou Jing's words pierced her fantasy and hatred and made her sober.
"Although this person has passed away, we can still look forward to the future." Lou Jing sighed slightly, then stood up and handed the book "Tracing the Origins of Cultural Heritage" to Xu Jiang.
Xu Jiang took the book, opened the title page and stared at the portrait at the beginning. Xu Yuan was reading the book leisurely, like a god from the world.
"If you spread his spirit and will, he will live forever." Lou Jing patted her shoulder. "Only you can do this."
"Yeah." Xu Jiang sniffed and nodded heavily.
She has always been tough and insightful. Even if she is temporarily weak, she can break through the confusion with just a little guidance.
"Like you said, since we can't avoid this, let's face it calmly." Lou Jing asked, "Do you need my help? This kind of villain won't keep his mouth shut. Even if we imprison him, torture him, and scare him, he'll confess everything."
Xu Jiang shook her head and said, "There's no need to trouble you for him. I can handle this matter." Only if she understood the matter herself would she not have any regrets.
Lou Jing didn't force it, but only instructed: "If you have any difficulties, don't hide it from your family. Let's find a solution together."
Just a few words made Xu Jiang's fear disappear.
"Xu Jiang is so lucky to meet you, sir." She knelt down and bowed.
"What are you doing?" Lou Jing quickly helped her up and said with a smile, "As the saying goes, if you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same door."
Then he thought of his foolish and lucky son and sighed, "Even this family is still missing one person, and I don't know when he will come back."
Thinking of Lou Yunchun, Xu Jiang felt melancholy, "Maybe it will be soon."
Lou Jing suddenly asked, "I heard he brought you a letter, what did it say?"
Xu Jiang was stunned for a moment, remembering the words in Lou Yunchun's letter, then she laughed dryly twice, too embarrassed to repeat them.
"Oh..." Lou Jing understood, thinking it was just a sweet talk between young children, not to be shared with others. But then his heart began to scratch his head again, wondering if this clever little guy had inherited his father's true ability to express his feelings through letters.
Xu Jiang was also curious, "What did he say in the letter to you and your aunt?"
Lou Jing frowned, his beard raised as he said, "Writing down the date, time, checkpoint, and county government, how can it be a family letter? If someone didn't know, they'd think it was a report on their work. It's completely dull!"
Xu Jiang chuckled.
Seeing her happy, Lou Jing smiled again and said, "But his mother felt relieved after seeing this."
Xu Jiang sighed inwardly. Lou Jing always liked to talk about Madam Lou, but in fact he was most concerned about his son.
She looked at the "Pine and Crane Longevity Picture" hanging on the wall and hoped in her heart: Zhaoyue, please come back soon.
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