Chapter 810 This is Divine Water
When Xie Zheng mentioned that he would follow his master to cultivate in the future, he couldn't help but think of that "five years".
He unconsciously tightened his grip on Song Chunxue's fingers, his dark eyes fixed on her, a slight unease creeping into his heart. He worried that plans might not keep up with changes, even though he was already taking action and making efforts.
The future is uncertain.
The person who brings peace of mind is right before my eyes.
Song Chunxue felt his gaze and gently stepped on his foot under the table in response.
That night, the group sat together and chatted happily, discussing the past and present, as well as ordinary little things that had been forgotten for many years, and sighed with emotion.
Master Han was the one who was asked the most questions, because he was the oldest and most experienced.
Their conversation attracted the attention of four young apprentices who quietly gathered around. They didn't join in, but instead each held something in their hands, pretending to be busy with their own things, and then quietly sat in a corner at a distance, listening intently.
Their furtive manner was exactly the same as Sanwa and the others' when they were little.
The next morning, Xie Zheng rode down the mountain in a carriage. Song Chunxue told him that he didn't need to go up the mountain that night, and that she would come down at noon.
Liu Chunshu was the happiest, saying, "Oh, finally I don't have to stay up with the adults in the cold wind on the mountain. I'm going home tonight!"
"I didn't ask you to come with me, you insisted on coming."
"Sigh, I'm just worried that adults are bad at talking. Sometimes it's not a good thing for men to be too reserved. A little flattery and sweet talk are more effective than praying for good fortune."
"..."
“If the Taoist priest hadn’t come to his senses, he wouldn’t have been able to get it by just waiting. If you had listened to my advice, you might have suffered less for a few days,” Liu Chunshu said worriedly. “I’ll prepare some wine for you tonight to liven things up. You two must have a thorough and clear talk. Don’t hold any grudges in your hearts.”
Why?
Liu Chunshu said helplessly, "Don't you adults know your place? She's had five children, and you're only a few months old?"
"..." That's right, that's what he was most worried about.
Seeing Xie Zheng's expression change, Liu Chunshu quickly changed his tune, "However, the Daoist is clearly not one to hold onto old memories, and besides, that person..."
"Enough said, I know what I'm doing," Xie Zheng said gently. "You don't need to come to the yamen with me today; you can take a day off and go home."
Liu Chunshu wanted to say something, but after thinking about it carefully, he wasn't wrong. It was better to make Lord Xie aware of the problem at any time than to feel anxious when he realized it too late.
Sigh, that's the downside of getting older; you're not as decisive or straightforward as you used to be.
If it were him, he would have rushed over and carried the man down the mountain the very day he found out Chang was coming back.
Couples often quarrel in bed and make up before they get out of bed. What's the use of all those grand principles? A kiss can make everything disappear. Why make things so complicated?
Scholars are just so meticulous.
If everyone were reasonable, there would be lasting peace and abundant harvests!
...
After the Wang brothers had breakfast, Song Chunxue packed them a lot of steamed buns and gave each of them enough money to go home.
The two brothers loved to venture out into the world, but they never really succeeded. They would spend their little money on food instead of buying a new cart or a mule, prioritizing saving face over personal gain.
The two brothers were overjoyed to receive the travel money and were extremely grateful for the delivery. They even chopped firewood in the yard and swept the ground before leaving.
"Aunt Jiang, we are so grateful to you. If it weren't for your pity, we might have had to walk back, and it would be hard to say whether we would even be able to get home."
"When you return to the village, I'll slaughter a pig for you as a treat."
Song Chunxue smiled and waved her hand, "No need for that. You should go back and farm properly, and live a peaceful life. It's not safe outside these days. It's better to farm than to venture out. When you have money, you can buy food."
Wang Zhiyong nodded, "Yes, my mother said the same thing. I should have bought some grain and stored it away."
"Alas, it's also our fault for being too greedy. We wanted to make a lot of money, but we were cheated and almost ended up as stone diggers who couldn't get out."
Song Chunxue watched them descend the mountain, saying, "Be careful on the road, and go home and live a peaceful life."
These words might not reach their ears, and they might even resent this kind of advice, but Song Chunxue still had to say it.
She wouldn't say anything more.
She used to only know that the Dharma should not be passed on lightly, thinking that this was just to avoid being misunderstood and looked down upon. But later she realized that when a weak person casually gives away the principles they have come to understand, they are giving away the spiritual energy they have painstakingly accumulated.
People with limited abilities are neither suited to enlightening others nor to generously sharing their knowledge.
If you encounter someone with high comprehension, they will take away your opportunity.
It was only when she was enlightening others that she deeply felt the sensation of her strength quietly slipping away, and only then did she understand this principle.
Therefore, from now on, she will not rashly give advice to others until she reaches the level of Master Han.
She is not qualified; she will only harm herself.
Therefore, she understood why her senior brother, such a kind and innocent person, always encountered injustice, and why his good deeds were not rewarded by heaven.
The Tao follows the laws of nature; survival of the fittest prevails.
Trees in the forest compete for sunlight because their very existence is about prioritizing their own benefit before benefiting others.
The saying "If a person doesn't look out for themselves, they'll be punished by heaven and earth" illustrates this principle.
I just don't know if my senior brother understands this principle.
At the same time, Song Chunxue realized even more clearly that, apart from the chance to start over, her senior brother's arrival was her greatest opportunity.
If it weren't for her senior brother's kind heart and selfless compassion, who pulled her out of the mire, Song Chunxue would still be in Lijiazhuang today, toiling in the fields, struggling to make ends meet.
Therefore, she would fight with all her might for anything related to her senior brother.
Because of her senior brother, she was willing to occasionally set aside the rules and principles of heaven, and learn from him to follow her heart without questioning cause and effect.
When Tudan delivered lunch to his senior brother, Song Chunxue went along and brought him some potato noodles that she had made for him.
Upon arriving at the cave, seeing the simple entrance that barely blocked the wind, she took out an axe and iron nails, and used whatever materials were available, breaking off a few branches to patch up the leaks.
Her carpentry skills weren't very refined, but they were passable.
"Uncle-Master, you don't need to bother anymore. Master will be out of seclusion in the next few days."
These days, that is, it's still uncertain which day.
My senior brother's injuries are too severe; those medicines may not be enough.
Song Chunxue thought of the spring water that her ancestor had given her when she was in Kunlun Mountain.
My senior brother said that the water has miraculous effects, and a single drop is comparable to a resurrection pill. It will definitely be useful to my senior brother.
She took out a small green-glazed teacup she had bought on the street, poured herself a cup, and placed it in the food box by the door.
"Uncle-Master, what kind of water is this? There's soup in this food box, so there's no need to save water separately. Besides, there's a small stream in the cave, so Master won't run out of water."
Song Chunxue smiled and said, "This is divine water, not ordinary water. Let's go, I still need to go down the mountain to see the children."
Tu Dan'er didn't ask any more questions, and looked at her with shining eyes, "Then can I go down the mountain with my master? Changyun will bring food to my master for me."
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