Chapter 1237 Sweet and Sour
Um?
Song Chunxue felt inexplicably relieved when she heard Xie Zheng speak.
But it's also kind of funny.
Didn't he suffer from amnesia?
So what if she only brought Qi Yun?
"Yes, I originally went out alone. Perhaps my senior brother calculated that I couldn't handle it by myself, so he sent him." Her face remained expressionless, and her voice was calm. "After all, my skills are far inferior to his."
She smiled faintly, "Why did you come here? Did you learn that there's a serious bandit problem here and were you sent to quell it?"
Xie Zheng nodded, "Sort of. I heard that the bandits roaming around the area were killed by a mysterious person. I suspect it was you. I'll go to the county government for a routine inquiry tomorrow."
Song Chunxue nodded, "Then let's find an inn in the city. We haven't eaten yet."
Qi Yun became interested. "I heard that Master owns an inn in the city. Why don't we stay there?"
Song Chunxue pondered for a moment, then said, "Alright."
That inn was probably the cleanest in Zhuanglang County; Yao Man, aside from everything else, made sure the guest rooms were spotless.
She is a very sincere businesswoman.
Before long, they appeared at the entrance of the inn.
Qi Yun looked up and said, "Lucky Inn, what a good name."
“Your senior uncle named it.” Song Chunxue raised her hand. “Master, please come in.”
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal was the first to step into the inn and saw that lucky charms were hung everywhere and that several tables of guests were eating.
"Gentlemen, would you like to have a meal or stay the night?"
Song Chunxue looked at the unfamiliar waiter and said, "Let's eat first. Bring five catties of stewed mutton, one braised eggplant, two cold dishes, a small bowl of noodles for each person, and two pots of wine."
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal shook his head, pulled out a long bench and sat down. "It's not advisable to eat too much at night. You haven't started fasting yet, have you?"
The implication is that she should start fasting, even once a month would be fine.
Song Chunxue said guiltily, "I'll start fasting in half a month. I will definitely start fasting."
"Hmm, a bowl of mutton soup is good for the stomach." After Banyue Xianren sat down, he watched the waiter pour a cup of buckwheat tea for each person. "Hmm, it's a good tea for the stomach, suitable for all ages."
At this moment, someone recognized Song Chunxue.
"Oh, it's Master Song! Long time no see! How have you been?"
"Is that the mother of the scholar who passed the imperial examination?"
“That’s right, it’s her.” A man stood up, carrying a wine bowl, and walked unsteadily toward Song Chunxue. “I even drank at your son’s wedding.”
"My goodness, there's also Lord Xie?"
"Lord Xie?"
"Where is he? Lord Xie is here too?"
All four or five people at the table stood up, as if they had heard something extraordinary, and they rushed to get up.
"I'd like to offer you a toast, sir."
"I also want to offer a toast, Lord Xie. It's been almost ten years. I never thought I would see you again. Thank you for overturning the case for my family back then, so that we could finally fill our stomachs."
The group of people were making a ruckus, vying to offer Xie Zheng a toast.
Xie Zheng stood up, returned the greetings one by one, and exchanged a few pleasantries.
Song Chunxue looked at him wistfully. He remembered everyone, but not her.
"These two gentlemen look quite distinguished. They must be friends of Lord Xie. Let me offer you two drinks as well. Please feel free to drink as you please, I'll drink mine."
As they spoke, the five people took turns toasting Banyue Xianren and Qi Yun, and then looked at Song Chunxue.
"Aunt Jiang, drink less. It's not good to get drunk so late at night."
"Yes, yes, you're a woman, drink less."
"I won't bother you any longer. The mutton is here. This mutton is especially delicious. Eat more."
They were quite polite.
Although Song Chunxue didn't quite remember who they were, she smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries with them, then instructed the waiter to add two more dishes to that table.
Finally, it was quiet, and everyone picked up their chopsticks.
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal remarked, "It's quite lively here; you two have been staying here for quite a while."
“It has been quite a long time. Six of those years were spent in the fort. When the third son got married, half of the inner city came to the wedding banquet, so it’s not surprising that they recognized me.” Song Chunxue looked at Xie Zheng. “But Lord Xie was also there. I wonder if he remembers me.”
Xie Zheng glanced at her, then lowered his head and picked up a piece of mutton. "I remember."
How did you remember that?
Do you only remember Jiang Yexun's wedding, but not Song Chunxue?
That makes absolutely no sense.
Oh well, what's the point of remembering? She's doing just fine as she is now.
The practice of two people together may not even be considered practice at all.
Humans are born alone, and the path of spiritual practice is even more solitary. Few people in this world can endure the loneliness of solitary cultivation.
This hurdle is difficult to overcome, so how could Heaven be so kind as to allow two people in love to embark on this journey together?
Lovers may become attached to worldly comforts and neglect spiritual practice.
These two things may have been paradoxical from the very beginning.
Over the past year, she has gotten used to being alone, and she no longer feels so resentful about his forgetting her.
The pain of being forcibly separated is gone; now, seeing Xie Zheng evokes more sighs.
It's lamentable that fate's hand is everywhere and its power is boundless.
Qi Yun ladled some mutton soup for Song Chunxue, saying, "Master, drink more; it's quite chilly tonight."
"Hmm." Song Chunxue pushed the candied apricot peel in front of him. "Try this. It's a local specialty. I guess Yao Man added it later. It tastes alright."
"Mmm, it's sweet and sour." Qi Yun smiled and looked down at her. "How are Master's teeth?"
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