Chapter 1222 You two better tone it down.
Finally, Song Chunxue and her group carried the things they had picked to the second brother's house.
The second son had just finished his shift and returned home when he saw a group of tall, sage-like figures walking up the steps into his house. He almost wondered if this was his own home or some kind of Taoist temple.
He looked up carefully twice to confirm that it was indeed his own home before he felt relieved.
"mother!"
He instantly remembered that there was a Taoist priest in his family.
I used to worry that my mother would be lonely when she went out, like the Taoist priest Zhang who used to travel around with a cloth bag on his shoulder.
Looking back now, it seems that my mother was quite capable. Not only could she travel in large groups, but she could also dress like a young master from a prominent family who was going out to gain experience.
Looking at her thick, dark hair tied high behind her head with a silver hair crown, and her slender shoulders and narrow waist, I almost thought I had mistaken her for someone else.
When she turned around, the second son's heart went back to his stomach.
If he were to call a girl "mother," he would be incredibly embarrassed.
"Mother, it really is you!"
"You're back. We just came from your yard and made quite a mess of things. The old man was furious, but we helped water and fertilize the plants before we came back. Now we'd like to have a good meal here so my new apprentice can get acquainted with his master."
Jiang Yehui then looked at the others. Some of them were people he had met before and were quite familiar with, while others were people he had never met before.
"That's wonderful, it's rare for you all to come. Come in and let's talk. I'll get to know you all slowly later. Let's sit down and have some tea first." Jiang Yehui raised his hand to urge everyone to come into the courtyard. "Don't be shy, let's chat while we drink."
No one declined. Song Chunxue asked her master to walk in front, followed by her and Zhang Chengxuan, then Han Mo and Qi Yun, then Tu Dan'er and Wuji, then Changfeng and Changyun, and finally Jiang Yehui.
Jiang Yehui quickly instructed the old man guarding the gate to pass on a message to the kitchen: add more wine and dishes, but no beef and less meat.
Jiang Yehui's wife, Hu Wanying, came from the backyard, leading a chubby little girl by the hand.
Seeing so many people at her home, she calmly handed the child over to the wet nurse and stepped forward to greet Song Chunxue.
"mother."
"These Taoist priests I've never met before have such an air of otherworldly grace. Mother has made some important acquaintances outside, which has brought great honor to our family."
As they were talking, they went into the house.
“You’re more articulate than the second brother, so I’ll introduce you to some people.” Song Chunxue introduced the Moon-Accompanying Immortal, “This is my master, from Lingyun Mountain near Kongtong Mountain. Our home is the immortal abode on the mountain.”
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal nodded, saying that his statement about home was not wrong.
"I've met an immortal. I never thought I'd get to meet such a person in my lifetime. My father had asked about it before, saying that we probably weren't qualified to meet my mother's master. I never expected to be so fortunate as to meet him today."
Hu Wanying bowed again, "If there is anything I have done inappropriately, please forgive me, Immortal."
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal nodded, "No need to be nervous, it's our large group that's bothering us."
Zhang Chengxuan could tell that his master wasn't good at dealing with these things, so he exchanged a few pleasantries with Jiang Yehui and his wife before the group sat down to drink tea.
Afterwards, they introduced themselves to each other.
Jiang Yehui looked at his mother's newly accepted apprentice, Qi Yun, nodded in acknowledgment, and thought to himself that something felt off about him; this apprentice seemed rather sinister.
I must remind my mother later that she should take on fewer apprentices in the future.
If she takes on some extraordinary apprentice, Mother will have to work hard again.
To avoid making the Taoist priests feel uncomfortable, the couple didn't say much. After waiting for more than half an hour, the food was served, and the younger generation was rather reserved.
Tu Dan'er and his friends were used to chattering away, but now that they were eating at someone else's house, especially with their master present, they spoke in hushed tones.
Song Chunxue mainly brought her master to see her family, in case her second son encountered any problems and perhaps her master could offer some guidance.
She had such selfish motives.
Moreover, she felt that her master seemed to be somewhat detached from worldly affairs.
He seemed exceptionally curious about everything in the mundane world.
Perhaps, this has a different meaning for the master.
The master must have experienced trials, but he may not have had the opportunity to witness the ordinary lives of ordinary people.
She guessed that her master might have been connected with Taoism since childhood, and then naturally embarked on the path of cultivation, becoming a chosen one who attained the Tao.
Sure enough, after they had eaten and drunk their fill, and strolled around the second son's yard, when they returned to the house and sat down, the master gave them a few pointers.
"The southwest corner of the house is missing; remember to replace it."
"The big rock in the garden has been removed."
"Tell your second child to keep a low profile for the next few years and not to make any changes."
"Stay away from relatives you don't know."
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal took a sip of wine, put down the wine cup, and said, "That's all."
"Thank you, Master."
"Thank you, Immortal." Jiang Yehui bowed solemnly. "I will certainly remember this."
There's one more thing, which the Moon-Accompanying Immortal can't elaborate on yet; he'll tell his disciple about it later.
They left before dark.
The second son and his wife tried their best to persuade them to stay at their home for the night, but they refused.
"Second sister, you should go back now. I plan to stay here for a while longer. You can come up the mountain when you have time." Song Chunxue handed her granddaughter back to Hu Wanying at the door. "This child is so well-behaved, so fair and clean."
"Mother, please take care," Hu Wanying said, her eyes welling up with tears. "Mother, please come often in the future. We miss you very much."
"Yes, I'll come often. Take good care of yourself." Song Chunxue patted her daughter-in-law's shoulder. "Please give my regards to your father-in-law. I left you a bundle on the table with talismans drawn by my master."
"Okay, thank you, Mother." Hu Wanying sniffed and waved to her.
Song Chunxue felt a warmth in her heart. Having lived two lives and cultivated for so long, she knew why Hu Wanying was crying.
This girl is both intelligent and naive; she is crying for her second son.
Because she respected and loved the second son enough, she felt that his mother was a hermit who came and went in a hurry, subverting ordinary ethics, and that the son felt sad for him when he saw his mother off.
But Song Chunxue knew that the second son wasn't as upset.
The second son married a good wife.
However, the second son lacked resolve, especially when it came to women.
It's okay now, but there are already signs of things loosening.
She had just noticed that there was a pretty maid in the courtyard whose gaze kept shifting between her and the second son, and who smiled as she looked down.
Others might not understand, but she did.
Therefore, she had secretly cut off the second son's extramarital affairs.
Now, her favorite thing to do is cut down peach blossoms.
I learned a very simple method, and it's incredibly easy to use.
Not only that, she also cut off Xie Zheng's peach blossoms.
Hmph, even if he wouldn't easily have other thoughts about any woman now, she still wants to kill him.
We must not disturb her peace of mind.
He could forget her, but he couldn't have casual relationships with other women without any burden.
Just as we stepped out of the alley, Qi Yun approached us mysteriously.
"Master, I just noticed that the peach blossoms on your son's body suddenly wilted. Did you do that?" Qi Yun covered his lips with his hand. "And that talisman on the wealth corner, did you drop it there?"
Han Mo also craned his neck to get closer.
"Yes, I'm curious why you're blocking your own son's path to wealth?"
Song Chunxue smiled faintly, "That's easy, just ask Changfeng and Changyun."
"We can't let him get carried away, and it's also for Second Sister-in-law's good." Changfeng praised softly, "Master is amazing."
"But isn't it normal for men to have multiple wives and concubines, and to have numerous extramarital affairs?"
As soon as Qi Yun finished speaking, the other juniors quickly moved a few steps away, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
"That depends on whether he has the ability. Some people's wives and concubines can sit together and chat and laugh, treating each other's children as their own. My son can't."
Qi Yun nodded, but still didn't quite understand.
"Senior brother, you should teach him more in the future. I can't teach a philandering disciple. I'm afraid I'll have to break his legs in the future!"
Qi Yun then jumped up and down, her peach blossom eyes reddening, "Master, I'm not a philanderer!"
He ran up to the Moon-Accompanying Immortal and said, "Grandmaster, please tell me the truth, I am really not a womanizer."
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal waved his hand, and the next moment, they appeared in the Taoist temple on the mountain.
“I don’t understand these things.” He walked briskly. “You may do as you please, I’m going back to my room to practice calligraphy.”
Zhang Chengxuan laughed and said, "Master is practicing calligraphy?"
"I have two pieces to write, inspired by what I've been feeling." He turned around and said, "At the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), I will go up the mountain with my teacher to observe the celestial phenomena."
"yes."
"..." Qi Yun, feeling neglected, muttered to himself, "Am I really a womanizer?"
"You're not wrong for being a womanizer, so what's there to be guilty about?" Song Chunxue waved her hand. "Go back to your rooms and practice your skills tomorrow morning."
"You two, tone it down."
"..." Tu Dan'er's face turned bright red, and he buried his head in Wuji's arms.
The others laughed, mocking his thick skin, which they said had turned out to be quite thin now.
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