Chapter 763 is truly eye-opening.
With Lord Xie present, Song Chunxue was happy to leave the formalities and pleasantries to him.
But as she listened, something felt off.
Her words were full of flattery towards Xie Zheng and belittle her.
"Your Excellency is wise and mighty, doing practical things for the people and even uprooting people like Wang Can. You are truly a rare and loyal official, a true benevolent ruler for the people."
"What's truly remarkable is that you are also a fellow Daoist, Lord Xie. I've heard that you are also cultivating. I'd like to offer you a cup of tea instead of wine, wishing you peace, good health, and prosperity."
"I've heard that Lord Xie has always been alone, without any family members. Why hasn't he remarried? Given your status, position, demeanor, and temperament, why would you end up with a Daoist nun?"
Song Chunxue smiled, her gaze falling on Master Xu and Master Wen. So, they called her here to tell her how unworthy she was of Lord Xie.
Is fellow Daoist also so fond of meddling in other people's business?
These days, fellow Daoists are even more fond of gossiping than the moths fluttering in the Tian family's fields, and they do it right in front of her.
How little respect do they have for her?
Song Chunxue was shocked, and for a moment she didn't know whether she was more angry or amused.
"What's wrong with a Daoist nun?" Xie Zheng asked with a faint smile. "Do you two fellow Daoists look down on Daoist nuns?"
"Do you also believe in male superiority and female inferiority? Is female Daoism so despicable in your eyes?"
Xie Zheng put down his teacup and looked around. "This Taoist temple looks quite grand. It must have a history of at least several hundred years. How could someone say something like that?"
With that, Xie Zheng stood up. "I have some official business to attend to, so I won't bother you any longer. Farewell."
As he spoke, he reached out and looked at Song Chunxue, his expression displeased, as if to say, "How can you still sit still?"
Song Chunxue suppressed a laugh and stood up. "We've had our tea, so we'll be leaving now."
Master Xu quickly stood up, "Why is Master Xie still angry? We didn't mean to belittle Master Song, it's just that Master Xie is of noble character..."
"I am just a petty official who is controlled by others and has no control over my own life. How can I deserve such empty praise? You two should not flatter me."
Song Chunxue got up and walked ahead of him, thinking to herself that it was good that she brought him along, otherwise she definitely wouldn't have been able to leave so early.
"Please calm down, my lord. I am also a fellow Daoist with Master Song. I was just worried that she would not be valued, so I deliberately tested her. I hope you will not blame me." Master Xu winked at Wen Qianqiu.
“Yes, Lord Xie, we also didn’t want to see our fellow practitioners suffer from the pain of love. We spoke rudely and offended you and Master Song. Please forgive us.” Wen Qianqiu looked at Song Chunxue with a smile. “Master Song should understand my good intentions.”
Song Chunxue's smile widened, and she honestly shook her head, "I don't understand."
Are they close?
What a silver tongue! He can turn black into white. Impressive!
Today was truly eye-opening; this trip was definitely worthwhile, absolutely worthwhile.
“We are fellow Daoists. Even if we are not from the same mountain, as people who share the same path, we just don’t want to see you… destroy your Dao heart, and we don’t want your behavior to be imitated by other young Daoists…”
Song Chunxue couldn't stand it anymore, her smile vanished, and she shouted, "So you want to meddle in other people's business and break us up?"
"No, not really..."
"Can't you just let things take their natural course? Can't you just not interfere with other people's karma? You're all just trying to force people to do things you don't want to do!" Song Chunxue laughed heartily. "That day at your in-laws' house, you insisted on having a sword fight with me. Now that you're not fighting, you're starting to act like a jerk."
"You..." Master Xu pointed at Song Chunxue, "Watch your words!"
“It’s only fair to reciprocate. Are you used to meddling in other people’s business and can’t control your mouth?” She thanked her earnestly. “Others pay you to take care of things, but I didn’t pay you, so there’s no need to be so enthusiastic.”
She turned to look at the river below and the mountains to the south; it was truly a wonderful place to sunbathe.
"What a pity. Logically speaking, such a good feng shui place shouldn't have such a confused fellow Daoist," she muttered to herself, shaking her head and sighing. "What a pity."
Wen Qianqiu's face was gloomy as he strode up to her and blocked her way.
"What do you mean by that, Master Song?" He stopped her with his sword. "Since you're here, why don't we have a match?"
"Why didn't you just say you wanted to have a sword fight? Why go through all this trouble and resort to insults? Is that really necessary?" Song Chunxue said, one hand supporting her chin and the other her elbow. "Oh right, you two fellow Daoists are truly magnanimous, beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"Actually, if you just tell me frankly that you would be unable to sleep at night and your Dao heart would be unstable if I didn't compete with you, I certainly wouldn't refuse."
Master Xu walked up to her and said, “Why put it so harshly? You’ve recently caused a lot of complaints from fellow Daoists in Jincheng and even attracted evil spirits. We just want to advise you that cultivators should focus on their cultivation and not get too entangled in worldly affairs.”
I see.
Song Chunxue looked the two Taoist priests up and down. "If you want to find fault, you can always find a reason. I heard that there was a murderer hiding on this mountain before, and then some people saw some shady people coming in and out of this temple."
"I used to think you two genuinely considered me a fellow Daoist, but now it seems you're trying to humiliate me. I'm sorry, but I don't want to compare myself to people like you; it's too beneath me."
Ignoring the dark faces of the crowd, she pushed his sword aside and strode out.
"Stop!" Wen Qianqiu leaped in front of her, and a sudden gust of wind rose in the courtyard.
"What, do I not have the right to refuse?" Song Chunxue's gaze sharpened. "You two are truly of noble character and profound cultivation. Making things difficult for a Daoist nun time and time again, you are quite capable."
"You're asking for it!"
This sarcastic tone completely enraged Wen Qianqiu, who immediately drew his longsword and attacked her.
"presumptuous!"
Wu Bing and Wu Shuang on either side were the first to draw their longswords to block his sword. "Your Excellency is being far too unreasonable. If you want to make a move, you'll have to get past the two of us first."
Wen Qianqiu's eyebrows furrowed, and his gloomy eyes could kill.
"Alright, let's see how many moves you can last."
The next moment, Wu Bing and Wu Shuang, the two sisters, used their broadswords together to block Wen Qianqiu's moves, and the courtyard was filled with the lively clash of swords.
Song Chunxue lowered the long sword at her waist and turned to look at Xie Zheng.
"Not bad, they both have real skills. The woman with the knife is much stronger than the one with the sword. They don't seem like assassins, they seem more like warriors who fight in formation."
On the battlefield, everyone carries a knife; very few people carry a sword.
The disparity in strength between the two sides, and the chaotic battle where the few were outnumbered, actually made people feel more at ease.
Xie Zheng watched the three fighting, his expression relatively calm.
"You can still laugh? If I hadn't come, you would have been bullied today."
Song Chunxue knew that he cared about her.
"Yes, thank goodness for Lord Xie's foresight." She looked at Master Xu and whispered, "I'll never come again."
Upon meeting Song Chunxue's gaze, Master Xu forced a smile, "This is all a misunderstanding. We're just being frank, so please bear with us."
Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Who else is in your temple? Who is the abbot?"
"Well, it's a long story," Master Xu said, glancing away awkwardly before raising his pale hands to explain. "It's similar to your situation. Our master hasn't returned for many years, and I took in all my junior brothers and disciples myself."
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