Chapter 924 Seeing Injustice
"Now is the best time for you to rise to prominence. You can also take this opportunity to cultivate your skills. In a few years, when the world is more stable, you can find a beautiful place and live as a perfect couple."
Song Chunxue couldn't help but look up at the sky. She hadn't forgotten that once the five-year period was up, she would formally become an apprentice.
“I never imagined that I would stray so far from the path of cultivation. If it weren’t for the talismans you sold me back then, I might still be farming on the estate.” She smiled and looked down. “Actually, it’s not so bad. Now I eat well, dress warmly, and have gold in my pocket. I’m actually not at ease.”
The Taoist priest smiled knowingly.
"Lord Zhao said you had something on your mind, and he was right." Master Zhang pulled out a handful of pockmarks from somewhere, grabbed a small tuft, and popped it into his mouth. "Seeing so many people suffer, you feel distressed?"
"Um."
“It’s okay to feel bad, but you can’t always feel like you don’t deserve to enjoy happiness.” The Taoist priest swung his toes. “These are all your own fates. You’ve suffered so much in the past, it doesn’t mean you only deserve to suffer.”
There were times when she did think that way.
I didn't expect my senior brother to see through it.
"I just haven't figured out what I want to do for those who are still suffering like I used to," Song Chunxue said helplessly, spreading her hands. "If I didn't know that killing the emperor wouldn't change anything, or even make things worse, I would have thought of it long ago."
The Taoist priest shook his head. "If the emperor were so easy to kill, we wouldn't have a chance. But you're right, we should do something for them. Don't rush, think it over slowly, and it's not too late to act when you have an idea."
Yeah, what's the rush? The money's in my pocket, it's not going to run away.
She wanted to buy a grain shop, set up a private school for girls only, and even dared to dream of things she had never dared to think of before.
We need to calm down and take things one step at a time.
We can't act on a whim, or things might change.
She took a deep breath. "Senior brother is right. When shall we depart for the Dao Discussion Conference?"
"tomorrow."
"So soon?" Song Chunxue asked, somewhat unsure. "What do I need to prepare?"
The Taoist priest smiled, "It's enough that the person is there. What else do you want to prepare?"
"Huh? I'll be gone for a few days. Will meals be provided? Will there be any other things to do there? I have no idea."
"Don't worry, leave these things to us. You don't need to worry about them. Just come along."
"..." Why does this sound so unreliable?
Seeing that her senior brother had gone to sleep in the south room, Song Chunxue still felt uneasy and went to the kitchen to tidy up.
Everything she saw and thought of—food, drinks, clothes, and other necessities—was put into her storage ring.
When you're out and about, sometimes a pair of socks, a pair of underwear, or a pair of shoes can trip you up. You might even be willing to spend a tael of silver on a single needle.
The more insignificant something is, the more difficult it is to deal with.
And so she went in and out, preparing all afternoon.
Li Dazui watched her spin like a top, and even he felt tired.
"It's just a long trip, why are you packing so much stuff, including bowls and chopsticks? Are you so rich, can't you buy food outside?"
Song Chunxue deftly put the small rolling pin into her storage ring, and also casually filled a small flask with cooking oil. "What do you know?"
In case you have to stay in the wild for a night or even a few days, food is the most important thing. She brought oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea.
More importantly, she also brought a small stove for drinking tea and secretly chopped some firewood to take with her.
Afraid of being seen and laughed at by others, she would always take it to the kitchen and secretly put it into her storage ring when everyone was chatting outside.
She also bought two doses of medicinal herbs, including various kinds of medicine for sprains and bruises, and medicine for clearing heat and relieving colds.
She thought she was fully prepared, but then she worried about what would happen if she got trapped in a place like Lijiazhuang and had no water.
She secretly filled another small tank with water.
Hehe, the storage ring is so big, it's almost full. Now she can finally relax.
The next day, Song Chunxue got up early and steamed two large steamers of buns, stir-fried two dishes, and cooked a pot of white porridge, which was almost not enough to eat.
Before leaving, she gave Li Dazui a money bag, saying, "Use this for your daily food and drinks. If you think you need to add anything to the yard, just buy it."
"Oh, by the way, could you please loosen the soil in the garden? Let the blanched meat broth cool down and pour it into the garden. The peonies need to be fertilized thoroughly."
Looking at the courtyard she had tidied up so neatly, Song Chunxue felt reluctant to leave and made arrangements for everything in great detail.
"Song Chunxue, hurry up, we'll be back in a few days. Don't make any more arrangements for next year." Lord Zhao shouted from outside the gate, "Those brats have disappeared without a trace, hurry up and catch up."
"Hey, I heard you~" Song Chunxue rubbed the heads of the two dogs as she walked. "Li Dazui, if you have something to do at home, you can tell Hongying. Don't tie yourself up because of this guarding job, okay?"
Li Dazui waved his hand dismissively, "Hurry up and go, you're getting more and more long-winded."
Song Chunxue caught up with everyone outside the city gate.
A group of them were walking on the main road, attracting the curious attention of farmers who stopped to watch.
The spring scenery was beautiful. After walking five or six miles in the spring breeze, they finally boarded a flying boat and left in a corner where no one else could see them.
In less than an hour, the flying boat came to rest in the small town where spring was in full bloom.
Song Chunxue, dressed in an ordinary blue Taoist robe, followed behind a group of men and appeared quite short.
Sigh, she can fix other things, but she can't fix the size.
However, her two young apprentices stayed close to her, and liked to talk to her.
This feeling is very special.
She's a master now, and her apprentice is quite good too.
Good.
Walking along the ancient streets, Song Chunxue could clearly feel that the wind here was warm and humid, and her cheeks felt moist as well.
Moreover, the willow branches here are already very green. From a distance, the two-story buildings along the street are all made of wood except for the eaves. The new greenery behind the houses is eye-catching and makes people feel relaxed and comfortable.
But soon, this vibrant spring scene was destroyed.
Not far away, a petite woman was kicked out of a shop, making a loud noise that made everyone gasp.
Sure enough, when the woman propped herself up with her hands, the skin on her palms was scraped, one of her nails broke and bled.
"Please calm down, sir."
Ignoring the pain, the woman quickly turned around and knelt on the ground.
The man inside strode up to her and stepped on her shoulder again.
"You worthless wretch, you can't even hold things properly, what use are you?" The man exuded nobility from head to toe, his eyes filled with self-importance. He casually instructed the people around him, "Sell her off. Considering she has served me for five years, don't sell her to a brothel."
Before he finished speaking, he had already turned and walked away.
The woman's face was pale, and she kowtowed on the ground, sobbing, "Master, master, please don't sell me. Please keep me as a maid. I beg you, master."
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