Chapter 682 You're so amazing!
"Of course."
“I got married at twenty, had seven children by twenty-seven, and began practicing Taoism at thirty.”
Lord Zhao inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner with both hands, then turned and left the main hall.
"I'm going to the back mountain. You can tell her all about me, so she won't ask me any more questions later." After saying that, he had already walked a long way and disappeared through the side gate.
Song Chunxue breathed a sigh of relief. "Senior Brother is so dignified. He reminds me of my stern father when I was a child. I was nervous."
He Xiu chuckled and joked, "Oh? From what you're saying, there's a stepfather too?"
"I just didn't have that kind of luck. My parents died early, and I grew up at my second uncle's house."
"..." He Xiu was stunned for a moment, a hint of panic and regret showing in his eyes. He raised his hand to touch his lips, his eyes darting left and right, completely out of place with the gray hair at his temples.
Song Chunxue wanted to laugh; he must be feeling extremely ashamed right now.
But she wanted to hear how he made amends.
No offense intended, please accept my condolences.
He quickly added, "You're really amazing. Not only have you grown up so much, but you've also learned cultivation. You're practically a chosen one."
"……"Um?
Song Chunxue had a feeling that she understood, but also that she didn't quite understand what he meant.
"By the way, your senior brother is now cultivating what seems like a carefree playboy, but if it weren't for wanting to put the emperor at ease and not wanting to stand idly by while his officials and the people are in power, he would have gone to the mountains to cultivate in seclusion long ago."
“Over the years, his marriage has been in name only. They treat each other with respect but rarely see each other more than a few times a month. He is relatively close to his children, visiting them morning and evening and checking their homework. Other than that, they almost never meet.”
"On the surface, Lord Zhao colludes with those people, but in private he is a generous spender who has saved countless orphans and refugees over the years, though few people know about these things."
He Xiu looked at the clear blue sky and the cranes flying on the rooftops, his gaze softening.
Even the young Taoist priests in the temple thought that Lord Zhao had just enjoyed enough beautiful women and fine wine, and came here to soak up the incense and wash away the vulgarity of his cosmetics.
He clasped his hands in front of him and sighed softly, "Not just anyone can become the Moon-Accompanying Immortal's eldest disciple."
Song Chunxue nodded and casually asked, "Then what should I do?"
"Follow your heart, and there will be plenty of things you want to do in the future. Just cherish the present." He lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Don't rush, it's okay to be a little confused, the road ahead is long."
"Um?"
I always felt that he was implying something.
After having a vegetarian lunch, they boarded a carriage and went outside the city.
Song Chunxue rode her horse, wearing a veiled hat, through the bustling streets, giving off an surreal feeling.
For a moment, she couldn't tell who she was, whether she was alive or dead, or why she was there.
If all of this is essential, then is there some opportunity waiting for her at this moment, in the place she is going?
A gentle breeze stirs the clouds, the streets are lined with green tiles, and the sunlight shines on people, vibrant and intense, without sorrow or joy.
Song Chunxue felt as if she could sense all things and become one with them.
She could clearly see the small holes in the clothes of the tea drinkers on the second floor, the candy stains between the fingers of the playing children, the leaves in the hair of the flower girl, the broken bowl in the beggar's hand and the calluses on his hands...
Why do beggars have calluses on their hands?
"Hello!"
Song Chunxue snapped back to reality instantly.
"What's wrong?"
She glanced back at Master Han, who was also riding on horseback, and her mind went blank.
"Keep your mind focused. If you want your soul to leave your body, don't do it here. Lord Zhao will take us to a nice place later, where you can stay however you like."
Song Chunxue was puzzled, "Did my soul leave my body?"
She was staring intently at everything around her, as if her soul had left her body.
"You..." Master Han arrogantly closed his eyes, as if rolling his eyes. "That's right, people without a master will always make these kinds of small mistakes. Go back and carefully review the books your senior brother gave you!"
She felt rejected.
But it doesn't matter, who cares if someone is extraordinary?
Even a snake is better than her. She didn't even know such a small thing in both her lives. She admitted that she still had a lot to learn.
"Thank you for the reminder, Master Han." She bowed and expressed her gratitude.
Master Han closed his eyes and basked in the sun.
Seeing the magnificent carriage outside the city gate, Song Chunxue wondered, "In the capital, most cultivators are from wealthy families, or do they simply not associate with the poor?"
No wonder they all emphasized that she was a farmer.
However, Song Chunxue didn't think anything of it. Facts are facts. She didn't feel that just because she came from a humble background, no one should make her feel ashamed.
Hmph, I'm still a disciple chosen by the Moon-Accompanying Immortal!
If it weren't for her senior brother taking her to Mount Kongtong...
I wonder if my senior brother is still in the capital.
About half an hour later, they arrived at a beautiful place surrounded by mountains and water, with lush green trees and lotus flowers filling the pond.
Sure enough, it's not that there are no paradises on earth, but that people like her have never seen them.
Every brick, tile, tree, flower, and blade of grass here is carefully protected.
Damn it, even poor people wouldn't dare dream of something like that.
As everyone disembarked from the carriage, Song Chunxue spotted Yun Qiu.
As expected, Xie Zheng's guess was correct; Yun Qiu also arrived.
This time, however, Yun Qiu didn't target her. Instead, she was very proper and respectful in greeting Lord Zhao.
She then followed behind them, behaving like a proper young lady from a prominent family.
Song Chunxue and He Xiu were the last to leave, walking freely and casually.
"Master He..."
"Just call me He Xiu, don't be so formal." He Xiu looked at Yun Qiu in front of him and whispered, "You're quite composed."
Yes, she also thinks she's quite composed.
Knowing that they might all know Master Zhang, they didn't ask any further questions.
"It's not that I'm patient, it's just that I'm not that curious anymore. I'm easygoing and too lazy to ask too many questions." Song Chunxue pointed to a female Taoist priest with an ethereal aura not far away. "She looks so different. She's a Taoist priest with a refined and otherworldly air, making people feel like they're bathed in a spring breeze. Is she also from your Taoist temple?"
"No, there are many Taoist temples in the capital, but not all Taoist priests are from Taoist temples. She has a powerful background, so don't strike up a conversation with her casually."
Song Chunxue nodded, understanding dawning on her.
I understand. It's the same reason why she doesn't like to argue with the people from Li Family Village these days.
If you can't see eye to eye, don't make a fool of yourself.
"There's a medicinal herb field over there?" Song Chunxue's face lit up with joy. "I'll go take a look."
He Xiu followed, "Let's go together."
Looking at the neat rows of medicinal herbs growing so well, Song Chunxue was overjoyed.
"Astragalus, Codonopsis, Isatis root, Polygonatum, Atractylodes macrocephala, Morinda officinalis, Podophyllum hexandrum, Ganoderma lucidum... Ganoderma lucidum?" Vast fields of medicinal herbs were nestled in a wide mountain valley, many of which she didn't recognize and looked very precious.
"That's right, the Ganoderma lucidum under the bushes in the distance."
"..." That's amazing!
She casually bent down to pick weeds from the medicinal herb field, and also saw wild oats in another medicinal herb field.
It looked like someone was hoeing a medicinal herb field and was only halfway through when there was a pile of uprooted wild oats on the ridge next to the field.
Walking over there might be slippery, so Song Chunxue grabbed a few strands, tied them into knots, and bundled them into small bundles.
"You can do this too?" He Xiu gave a thumbs up. "That's amazing. Could you teach me? There's a type of medicinal herb that needs to be tied up, but I don't want to use any other tools."
"..." Was he being sarcastic or serious?
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