Chapter 923 Awakening is Not Bad
"No need, I can comb my own hair. I'm not old yet." Song Chunxue thought for a moment, "Could it be that you've been drinking sesame paste a lot lately because it's inconvenient to drink tea or eat steamed buns?"
Changyun nodded, "It should be. Sesame paste nourishes the kidneys, and when kidney energy is sufficient, hair will naturally grow and turn black. I'll try it later."
As he spoke, he nudged Changfeng's elbow, "I still have to rely on you for this; even sesame seeds are precious."
Song Chunxue quickly tied her hair back, and from what they said, it seemed that someone had come to Changfeng's house.
“That’s right. His family sent two very skilled guards to stay on the mountain and watch over the house.” Changyun had lost a lot of weight and even had a defined jawline.
Song Chunxue recalled the time they were forced to kneel as punishment.
Have you been sneaking out to play lately?
Tu Dan'er walked in, grabbed a carrot from the cutting board, took a bite, and crunched it.
"What are you going to do? Master is watching you with a whip every day. You're either chopping wood, copying scriptures and practicing calligraphy, or drawing talismans and practicing swordsmanship. You can only leave the Taoist temple for one hour a day, and you can't go too far."
Song Chunxue nodded, "That's good. It's better to keep a close eye on them. They're already climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. They won't learn their lesson without a beating."
A short while later, the Taoist priest walked in.
"Where are the refreshments? You're not going to provide them?"
Tu Dan'er, biting a carrot and carrying two plates of tea and snacks, crouched down and ran out.
After drinking tea, the three Taoist priests wanted to go up the mountain to visit the Taoist temple, and asked Song Chunxue to take her five disciples to check on the fields.
"Will you let me be the leader of the kids?" Song Chunxue readily agreed, picked up a shovel and slung it over her shoulder. "Come on, let's all take our tools. We can help my son-in-law out; he's tilling the land today."
"We all know how to plow. What are we planting today? Can I try tilling the land? Is the donkey obedient? Won't it kick up?"
Several young men followed Song Chunxue out the door. Tian Jiahua, who was eating melon seeds outside her own door, was startled by the fluttering moths. The expression on her face made Song Chunxue both laugh and cry.
If I'm not mistaken, Sister-in-law Tian blushed and nervously looked down at her clothes.
"Hey, Auntie, no, Master Song, where did you get so many young lads from? Nephews or grandsons? What are they doing here?"
"They're all my apprentices. Go farm the land. Are you coming or not?"
Today, Aunt Tian was dressed in brightly colored clothes, her makeup was frighteningly white, and her eyes were glued to the five young men, forgetting to even crack open her melon seeds.
"Oh? Then I won't go. My family only has two acres of land, which we keep for growing corn." She spat out the sunflower seed shells and casually asked, "Are they all your apprentices? Can they get married? Are they married yet?"
Tu Dan'er walked ahead and turned around, shouting, "No, no, I'll wait until the world is at peace before I get married. I have to save the people, I don't have time to think about getting married. Getting married would only delay her. You should just keep eating your melon seeds."
These words drew laughter from everyone, followed by a gradual silence.
Aunt Tian didn't know what they were thinking, and just spat, "Pah! Saving the people? They're just cheating and making a living off the people's hard-earned money."
After saying that, she went into the courtyard and slammed the gate shut with a deafening roar.
Song Chunxue brought her five disciples to the field. Jiang Hongying and her child were also there. He Chuan was happy to rest on the side when he saw that some people were vying to plow the land.
Hongying has sold her steamed bun shop and is now much more relaxed. Her face is rounder, her clothes are more stylish, and she wears silver earrings. She looks cleaner and more refined than before, and appears slightly more prosperous.
There's a saying that three women make a drama, but no one has ever talked about what three men are like.
What would normally take several days to plow was done in just over an hour by a few strong men who had learned martial arts, leaving a pair of donkeys panting heavily from exhaustion.
Song Chunxue thought to herself that three men should be capable of conquering the world, full of energy, enough to make several donkeys kick up their heels from exhaustion.
Sure enough, the two donkeys lay motionless on the ground, refusing to get up no matter how much they were beaten.
Because donkeys are very clever, they know that if they get up and plow for a little longer, they might soon be reincarnated.
"Master, why is this donkey so unruly? Where is your prized horse?"
Song Chunxue said helplessly, "Are you willing to do that? If you're using a Ferghana horse for plowing, can you afford to raise it?"
Moreover, those horses have either been sold or given away, and He Chuan no longer raises Akhal-Teke horses.
"Alright, stop messing with the donkeys. If you still have plenty of energy, clear the manure pile first. Your brother-in-law can find other donkeys later, then you can start plowing."
Changyun nodded, "That's fine too. But I heard that Mother grows astragalus and licorice, so we can go dig up the astragalus."
"You can dig some up for your own consumption, but don't dig too much. The best season for harvesting astragalus is autumn; you can go and take a look."
Song Chunxue knew that these kids were like bandits, always trying to take advantage of anyone they met. As long as they didn't tear down the land, she could let them do whatever they wanted.
Jiang Hongying exclaimed, "Mother, they are too strong; the donkey can't carry them."
"Sigh, no wonder the fourth brother is jealous. Your disciples and nephews are indeed very strong. They all look extraordinary and don't seem to be from poor families, except for that country bumpkin."
Song Chunxue nodded, "That's true."
What worried her was that so many of them suddenly coming to see her meant something big must have happened.
At noon, Song Chunxue bought a chicken and some pork tenderloin, and made a sumptuous lunch: stewed chicken with potatoes and noodles with minced meat sauce.
Fearing that the courtyard would be too crowded, Hongying and Hechuan insisted on taking the child back to their own home, but Zhang Daoren and Tudan'er called them over.
After everyone had a lively meal of noodles and washed the pot, they chatted for a while in the courtyard before taking a nap.
Song Chunxue finally found a chance to talk to her senior brother.
She pulled her senior brother to the backyard, asking, "Has something happened?"
Master Zhang seemed to be deep in thought. "Wu San has set up some kind of gathering of heroes, intending to bring together all the martial arts practitioners in the world to work for him. We're going to cause trouble."
make trouble?
"As for King Xuan, Lord Zhao was also ordered to capture him there, so he might as well bring a few disciples out to broaden their horizons. As the saying goes, troubled times produce heroes, and this is an excellent opportunity for them to gain experience, which should not be missed."
Master Zhang crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall, scrutinizing her closely. "Was she out thieving last night?"
"No," she said shyly, scratching the back of her head. "It's rare for me to do good deeds like my senior brother. A few farmers were worried that they wouldn't have enough food at home, so they went out to make a living together. I gave them some money and food."
The Taoist priest nodded.
"Although Lord Zhao is eager for you to break through your cultivation level as soon as possible and become an extraordinary cultivator, we are all together and will take good care of your disciple. If you are reluctant to leave Lord Xie, you can go to the capital."
Song Chunxue lowered her head. "We've already discussed it. At our age, putting romance first is too cheesy. Besides, being around him makes me lazy and unambitious. A life of pleasure can interfere with my spiritual cultivation."
Master Zhang nodded. "Hmm, not bad. I thought you were determined to be a perfect couple with Lord Xie, living together forever. Although, it's not suitable right now."
Song Chunxue smiled; she understood that her senior brother must have already figured something out.
His divination skills surpassed those of Lord Zhao.
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