Chapter 1030 has been eight years.
Song Chunxue held Jiang Hongying's hand.
“If this had happened a few years ago, I probably would have fought with them, but seeing the gray hair at their temples, I felt that I didn’t want to hold a grudge anymore, that it was all in the past.”
Looking at her daughter who was getting better and better, Song Chunxue smiled from the bottom of her heart.
She held Hongying's hand and said, "Although I don't want to lament that I'm getting old all the time, as your elders, we are indeed getting old. Old people should act like old people and let go of many things."
"I hope that in the future you can take things in stride, let go of things, and not dwell on immediate gains and losses."
Jiang Hongying nodded emphatically and couldn't help but pat Song Chunxue's big arm. "I really envy Mother. She's so old but still has such a slim figure. Cultivation really does have its benefits."
"Of course, I can fly, you believe it?" she said half-jokingly. "If you practice a little bit of your daily training and hone your skills with the short sword I gave you, you'll become more and more handsome as you get older."
“I believe you, I believe you. I believe everything you say now.” Jiang Hongying sighed. “It feels like a dream. Thanks to you, I can now sit in the shop and collect money.”
"I'm glad you're satisfied. Don't overwork yourself, or you'll be in pain when you get old." Song Chunxue stopped and instructed, "By the way, I won't be coming tomorrow, so don't come looking for me."
"I told He Chuan during the day that you two should take care of the dog for me. I'm going into seclusion, and no one should bother me. I won't see anyone."
"Seclusion?" Jiang Hongying was astonished. "Mother is going into seclusion? Does that mean she's becoming more and more powerful?"
"Yes, I'll try my best."
Jiang Hongying jumped up and down excitedly, "Mother is so amazing! I thought only highly skilled people would go into seclusion."
“Once you've cultivated enough, you will be able to too.” She patted her arm. “Alright, you can go back now. I'll probably be in seclusion for forty-nine days. Don't worry, I won't starve even if I don't eat.”
"Then who will cook for you?"
"I have a plan." Song Chunxue waved her hand. "Let's go, go back to sleep."
...
Two years later.
Song Chunxue is forty-five years old, and has been reborn for nine years.
Everything was heading in an unknown direction. She never dreamed that she would become a diligent practitioner, even surpassing her disciples.
The third day of the third lunar month is the Shangsi Festival.
It is also Master Zhang's birthday.
They prayed for blessings at Qingshan Temple on Wuquan Mountain, and congratulated Xuantian Shangdi Zhenwu Zushi Dangmo Datianzun on the birthday of the Great Heavenly Venerable. They chanted the precious name of the ancestor, and Zhang Chengxuan led his disciples in performing many rituals.
Many people from the foot of the mountain come up to burn incense and pray for blessings. Master Zhang's reputation has spread far and wide, and he is much busier than before.
Since returning from Lijiazhuangzi a year and a half ago, Master Zhang has been busier every day.
Song Chunxue, too, spent her time in seclusion cultivating and guiding her disciples in their cultivation.
She had already achieved some success in swordsmanship, and Wuyou no longer looked down on her; in fact, he hoped she would go into seclusion as soon as possible.
Every time she went into seclusion, Wuyou was even more excited than Song Chunxue.
Mei Yang said the academy has been built and she's just waiting to go back and take a look before holding the opening ceremony together.
Although Song Chunxue declined several times, Mei Yang insisted, saying that the teachers at the academy all wanted to meet her and thank her for being willing to spend so much money to help so many children who couldn't afford to go to school.
Actually, there are two academies in total. One of them is larger, both in terms of scale, rules and regulations, and teachers. The students admitted to the academy have at least five or six years of basic knowledge, and the selection process is more rigorous.
They only valued students' reading ability, and even if a student was penniless, they could study as long as they passed the selection process.
There was also a private school for children who had never been to school. Their families were so poor that they couldn't even afford a small gift, let alone food and drink at the school.
In short, Mei Yang's ability to handle affairs exceeded Song Chunxue's expectations. She originally thought that such a school would not have many students.
Unexpectedly, starting last year, when the academy was basically completed, many students and their parents rushed to enroll. Mei Yang said he didn't dare to go home, for fear of being harassed.
The private school was built by buying and renovating an existing old schoolhouse, and it began enrolling students normally last year.
Because so many people came, they discussed with all the teachers and changed the rules and regulations for recruiting students.
Before enrollment this year, students must undergo a simple screening process. Otherwise, some students will not appreciate the opportunity, while others will send their children to private schools just for the novelty, thinking that it's not all that great and thus not come back for several days at a time.
Song Chunxue didn't want to know about these trivial matters and let Mei Yang and the other teachers at the academy decide, but Mei Yang kept sending her letters.
After several refusals, Song Chunxue decided to accept the invitation.
"Master, are you going out?"
Upon hearing this, Changyun sat up from the stone bench and asked, "Can I go with Master?"
“Master, I’ll go too.” Changfeng also looked delighted. “The academy is about to start, and it’s such a big event, I want to go and see.”
"By the way, Master, can Changyun and I go there to study?" Changfeng asked excitedly. "I used to envy those students who could go to the academy alone. Can I go now?"
The academy has accommodation for students, called the dormitory, where students who have traveled from afar can stay.
Song Chunxue hadn't considered this question yet. "Do you really want to go?"
Seeing her serious expression, Changfeng smiled sheepishly and said, "Let me think about it and discuss it with my master, okay?"
"Alright." Song Chunxue put down her teacup. "I'll go discuss it with my senior brother."
As they spoke, Zhang Chengxuan stepped across the threshold. "I've heard. When are you leaving?"
"Today is my senior brother's birthday, and we should celebrate with him. Tudan'er and the other two have already gone down the mountain. I plan to go on the fifth day of the new year and go home to sweep his grave on the way."
Zhang Chengxuan was taken aback. "My birthday?"
“Uncle-Master, have you forgotten?” Changfeng stood up. “I prepared a birthday gift for you. I’ll bring it here now.”
"I'll go too." Changyun followed him out.
Zhang Chengxuan looked at Song Chunxue and asked, "So, you've also prepared a birthday gift for me?"
He tapped the table curiously, "Let's take it out and see."
There's no such thing as asking directly; my senior brother is really uncooperative.
Song Chunxue placed a wooden box on the table. "These are all worthless things. Go back and take a look."
Zhang Chengxuan looked at the box and it seemed familiar, but he didn't think much of it.
"By the way, you said before that we would go to the capital around April, and then visit Master together in May or June, and cultivate in Master's territory for the next few years. Does that still count? Have you discussed it with Senior Brother and Uncle Han?"
Song Chunxue nodded. "I mentioned it in my letter. Master Han readily agreed, saying that he also wanted to go to Mount Kongtong to cultivate in seclusion and could no longer dabble in the mortal world."
Zhang Chengxuan poured himself a cup of tea. "Yes, we've been apprentices for so long, but we haven't been able to go to our master's place to learn. That's not right. If we could go sooner, we would feel more at ease."
Although they were practitioners living in Taoist temples, they were still entangled in many worldly affairs.
"Senior brother, would you like to come with me to Zhuanglang County?"
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