Chapter 291: The Secret of the Jiang Sect

The man listened to Master Jiang's sentiments and nodded in agreement.

"Master Jiang is right. The purpose of promoting Taoist culture is not only to promote Taoist culture to the public, but also to build a platform for several outstanding younger generations so that they have the opportunity to gather together and learn from each other."

"Taoist culture has a long history and should be brought into the public eye, rather than always being shrouded in mystery and kept away from the lives of ordinary people."

Taoist Priest Jiang nodded repeatedly, stroked his beard and smiled.

"It has been a long time since we have seen such a grand event. The government taking the lead in organizing this event is a recognition of our Taoist culture. The young people will surely shine in this environment."

The two exchanged greetings and walked slowly in the corridor, but Taoist Jiang would glance at Dai Qing from time to time.

Dai Qing ignored this and let people look at her at will.

After following the Taoist master for a while, they returned to the hall and agreed to meet again early the next morning, and then dispersed.

The Taoist priest was walking on the path with Dai Qing. He looked back and reminded her softly,

"Does Xiaoqing have a grudge against Taoist Jiang?"

"It's not really a holiday, I just ran into him by accident yesterday..."

Dai Qing did not hide anything and recounted what happened, then spread her hands.

"I was very curious about him, so I asked him a few questions when no one was around. Taoist Jiang didn't make any excuses and just walked away."

This was also the part she had never understood, and she was very curious.

The Taoist raised his eyebrows, stroked his beard and chuckled, "So that's how it is."

"The Jiang School is quite old, having been passed down for more than a hundred years, and has always been mainly focused on fortune-telling and physiognomy. Suddenly, people labeled it as a liar, and it has not been removed in these years."

"Outsiders don't know the inside story. When they mention the Jiang faction, they subconsciously look down on them and despise their deceptive behavior. People in the industry have also forgotten about it over time."

"Over the years, the Jiang Sect has been keeping a low profile. Many Jiang Sect disciples travel outside without ever announcing their sect's origins."

Listening to the Taoist's narration, Dai Qing understood. No wonder.

He seemed to be a very accomplished fortune teller, but he only talked about superficial things. If he had been hurt before, it would be understandable.

There must have been some unexpected event that led to this situation.

"Do you know why the Jiang faction is labeled as liars, Taoist priest?" Dai Qing looked at him with curiosity in her eyes.

"It's been a long time, and I've only heard about him, but I've never met him. The reason is that a very talented disciple appeared in the Jiang sect, and the Jiang sect's patriarch took him in and named him Jiang Tuo, training him as a direct descendant. Jiang Tuo lived up to everyone's expectations and made rapid progress in physiognomy."

Speaking of this, there is really a Taoist looking at Dai Qing with deep eyes.

"The profession of physiognomist requires extremely high talent. It usually takes 40 to 50 years to become a master. But he was born at the age of 20. His first appearance shocked everyone and he became the target of political leaders who were vying for him."

"An excellent fortune teller, who knows the past and foresees the future, has no secrets from anyone in his eyes... I don't know whether he is arrogant because of his talent or just a newborn bull, but Jiang Tuo is like a dazzling star that flashes by and disappears into the dust."

"Jiang Tuo's existence attracted many people, and they fought for him. But at the same time, it also made people jealous, just like holding a jade and committing a crime. In the end, it fell, and the Jiang faction was also labeled as a liar, which ruined its reputation."

"From then on, there was no longer any Jiang Tuo in the Jiang Clan."

Hearing the Taoist's regretful expression, Dai Qing pursed her lips, she understood.

Either you will be envied or framed by others.

Or it will be destroyed by contenders who would rather die than live in disgrace.

No matter which one it is, the loss belongs to the Jiang faction and the victim is Jiang Tuo.

"Is Jiang Tuo dead?"

"I'm not sure about that. Sixty years ago, it was a time of unrest and the people were living in dire straits. No one cared if someone disappeared. Anyway, there has been no news of him in the years since then."

Dai Qing listened, sixty years ago, the country had not yet been founded, and it was also the darkest period, and talented people were indeed easy to fade away.

Since the Jiang faction has a bad reputation, why did the organizers invite them?

Seeing Dai Qing's doubt, the Taoist smiled slightly.

"The Jiang School is also a branch of Taoism. Since they are promoting Taoist culture, they are naturally indispensable... Moreover, if we throw away the mysterious outer layer of Taoism, all that is left is culture."

Anything that can be passed down is valuable.

Dai Qing nodded and understood a little.

This kind of thing was just for fun, she wasn't very curious.

The two talked for a while, and the Taoist didn't forget to remind them,

"You must come on time at 8 o'clock tomorrow. There will be several outstanding young people there, and I will introduce them to you. Young people have common topics, so I think you will be able to get along well."

"Okay, I will be there on time tomorrow morning." As for whether she could get along with the person, she couldn't guarantee it.

After all, she was just wearing the cloak of youth.

After the two parted, Dai Qing went directly to the busiest pedestrian street in the city, which is also an ancient cultural street. She heard that there was an all-in-one service for eating, drinking and having fun there, so she also wanted to go and see the world.

The bus went straight to the entrance of the ancient street. Dai Qing got off the bus and looked at the quaint bluestone brick street and the shops lined on both sides. The quaint style was very suitable for the ancient street.

In addition, there are some open-air stalls selling small items such as embroidered round fans and sachets.

Dai Qing was carrying a small bag and walking around leisurely. In her hands, she held two round fans and two silk handkerchiefs, both of which were embroidered and felt silky smooth.

I'll give one to Juanzi later.

Tired of shopping, Dai Qing bought a bottle of soda, found a step to sit down and rest, watching the passers-by.

The tourism industry was not very developed during that period, and most of the tourists who came here were on business trips and came to visit. Looking around, they were all young people.

At this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out at the popsicle stand in front. One of the people grabbed a teenage child and yelled at him.

"You are so brave that you even stole something from me."

"Let me go, I didn't steal."

"How dare you make excuses? I didn't steal what was in your pocket. That was my wallet."

The man grabbed the boy by the collar, took out his wallet, and patted him on the head.

"This is really strange. Have we found a den of pickpockets? These past few days, we have been dealing with nothing but you guys."

"We need to send this kid to the police station and let the police give him a good lesson. He is so young, and if he doesn't learn well, he will become a parasite in society in the future."

"Uncle, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time. I won't do it again."

While they were arguing, the man turned sideways. Dai Qing was stunned to find that it was the guy who helped her hold down the pickpocket on the train.

At the same time, the two men also saw Dai Qing, their eyes lit up, and they waved at her.

"Comrade, what a coincidence."