Chapter 630 Going to the Chang Family
How old are you?
Is it really necessary to add those two words when he's only in his forties?
She noticed Xie Zheng was chuckling and guessed that she was the oldest among them.
"My surname is Song, and I'm forty-two this year. I should be older than you, so don't rush to call me sister-in-law."
She used to think that rich people could handle old age, but she didn't expect that they would be just like ordinary people, constantly talking about old age.
But it's not their fault. She was considered exceptionally long-lived in her previous life, the kind of person many people thought lived too long.
This Lord Cao even lost a front tooth and had it replaced with a gold one.
"That sister-in-law is two years older than me, how come she looks so young?" Lord Cao couldn't help but look at Xie Zheng. "You too, after wandering around for so many years, you are more robust than those of us who stay comfortably in the capital. You look almost the same as when you were thirty. What kind of magic pills have you taken all these years?"
Xie Zheng pondered seriously, "Actually, I suddenly started aging a few years ago, but it improved significantly after I started meditating and practicing swordsmanship. Would you like to give it a try?"
"You didn't take any pills?" Lord Cao was skeptical. "Do cultivators not show their youth-preserving pills to us mortals?"
If one takes the Youth Preservation Pill, it will be amazing; just like that Senior Brother Dongfang, he will look like he's thirty even at sixty.
"Eating youth-preserving pills is useless without spiritual cultivation. The most important thing in spiritual cultivation is cultivating the mind. If the mind does not age, the appearance will not age. You are a long-lived person, and judging from your face, you are a blessed person. You will have a peaceful old age."
She wasn't very familiar with them, so it wouldn't be appropriate to reason with them in a serious manner; it would be better to say something nicer.
Xie Zheng drank a glass of wine, a smile playing on his lips as he stared intently at Song Chunxue.
"Your sister-in-law can read faces? How can she tell if I still have a chance for promotion?"
That stumped her.
"I have only learned a little bit, but you have bright eyes and a full forehead, which suggests you have great potential. You always try your best in everything and rarely fail. Please do as you wish."
"What about me? Sister-in-law, why don't you take a look at me?"
"And me, have I recently encountered any romantic opportunities? Will they come true? I recently met a woman nearing thirty, and she has captured my heart. Does she truly reciprocate my feelings?"
"..." How to describe it? He said he was old before, but now he's like a teenager, still thinking about romance and falling in love at first sight.
However, she seems too ashamed to say anything to others, since she is now being called "sister-in-law" by them!
Suddenly I feel a little embarrassed...
Lust can cloud judgment.
"Alright, alright, if she knew, she wouldn't have come here with me. If she wants to know, why don't we go ask the Taoist priest at the temple? Maybe he can give us some guidance for the rest of our lives." Xie Zheng intervened at the right moment. "We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let me treat you to a good drink."
As he spoke, he called out, "Go to the cellar and dig up my favorite things, dig up a couple more jars."
"yes!"
"Xie Zheng, why are you being so generous today? You used to not even want to drink two sips."
"Drink today, for tomorrow we may die," he said, looking at Song Chunxue with a tender look in his eyes, and gently nudging her shoulder. "From now on, you can drink as much as you want, and I, Xie, will certainly not be stingy."
...
In the early morning, the sound of pigeons flying across the sky reached my ears clearly.
Song Chunxue couldn't help but look up at the flock of pigeons, thinking to herself that the people of the capital city really had a leisurely and refined taste.
Xie Zheng went to the morning court session, and she ate breakfast in her room.
The Xie family's garden is very large, with small bridges and flowing water, and lotus flowers swaying in the breeze. The courtyard is quite unique, making sword practice seem somewhat out of place. It is more suitable to meditate by the bridge.
But she still practiced swordsmanship for an hour to keep her mind clear at all times.
Wuyou went to see Xie Zheng again last night, but was switched back this morning.
Sometimes she really gets a headache. How can this heartless thing be so clingy?
But when she practiced swordsmanship, she could vaguely feel the unity of man and sword, and see the perspective of Wuyou, which was fleeting.
So she wanted to practice more, hoping that one day she could become a very skilled swordsman.
An hour later, she was studying the alchemy books that Master Dongfang had given her in the courtyard. To her surprise, she was able to understand them and did not find them boring.
It seems that people's laziness and bad habits will gradually disappear through spiritual practice.
Things that you once thought you wouldn't have the patience to do will become simple with long-term self-discipline and perseverance.
"So you were here."
Song Chunxue looked up and saw Xie Zheng dressed in official robes, reserved, mature, and gentle.
"You're back."
Seeing him unconsciously rubbing his fingers together, she realized that the officials who had come to find her probably had something to discuss.
"Speak, what is it?"
Xie Zheng raised his hand and touched his brow. "I plan to go to the Chang family today. Xiao Wu just came to deliver a message saying that Yun'er wants us to come over today. She had a fight with Chang's mother last night and it didn't go well. Yun'er doesn't want to go back to her parents' home in a bad mood."
Song Chunxue understood. "You don't mean you want me to go fight for you, do you?"
"No need, no need, you just need to come with me..."
"Why are you so nervous? I'm happy to do this, but just say I'm a relative of yours, Yun'er's distant aunt." Otherwise, it's easy for someone to hold a grudge during an argument, and you won't be able to act freely.
Xie Zheng smiled and said, "I thought you didn't want to go. I blame myself for being inconsiderate."
"They've already bullied you like this. They know you're back, so instead of keeping an eye on you, they deliberately try to take advantage of you. They clearly don't respect you. What's the point of having any sense of propriety?"
“Measure is a two-way street. They’ve gone too far, so we should take advantage of the situation,” Song Chunxue said, touching her short sword. “Was my use of the idiom appropriate?”
Xie Zheng, who was a little nervous at first, smiled and nodded, "Very appropriate, you've learned and applied it well, and you're better at it than I am."
He pointed to the short sword in her hand, remembering how it had startled him when it was held up in front of him just as he had fallen asleep the night before. But then he lay down on his blanket, blushing and grinning foolishly for a while.
"Have you chosen a name yet?"
"Hmm, let's name it Worry-Free. A sword is inherently without a heart, and it travels through the mortal world without worry. I think it's quite suitable."
Xie Zheng nodded, "Very good, the books you've read are more useful than mine."
Song Chunxue glanced at him and said, "Change your clothes and go to their house to reason with them."
At the end of Chen Shi (7-9 AM), they arrived at the Chang residence with generous gifts.
Chang Yunxuan's mother, Madam Wei, greeted them with a beaming smile, her gaze shifting back and forth between Song Chunxue and Xie Zheng, her eyes full of drama.
“My father-in-law’s sudden return to the capital must mean he’s getting a promotion. When is the welcome banquet? We should be prepared.” As she spoke, Madam Wei’s gaze kept falling on Song Chunxue.
Song Chunxue stared at her indifferently, her eyes filled with arrogance and oppression.
Ms. Wei then stopped looking at her.
"It's not a promotion, just a trip back to Beijing to visit relatives," Xie Zheng rarely beat around the bush with her. "I heard that my Yun'er has been wronged, so I'm planning to take her home for a short stay."
"Ah, this..." Madam Wei didn't expect the usually reserved Lord Xie to be so direct and straightforward. "We treat Yun'er very well, how could she be wronged? Oh right, a few days ago, because of Xuan'er's concubine matter, she accidentally fell down the steps and lost her child."
Xie Zheng waited for her to continue.
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