She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 52 The Taoist Temple Within the Palace, The National Master of Legend

Chapter 52: Chapter 52 The Taoist Temple Within the Palace, The National Master of Legend

The Liu family of Yan dared not delay any longer, gritting their teeth and ordering their servants to take them out through the small door.

Now that various parties were closely watching Township Manor, if she were to leave through the main door, by tomorrow, many memorials would be laid before His Majesty. The Sun family could not let such an incident occur, implicating their own children.

"What’s going on?" Huai Yu suddenly entered from the doorway, looking at the hall crowded with people, he appeared somewhat stunned.

Seeing him come over, Yan Wanqing stood up and said, "The weather is lovely today, just right for paying a visit to my teacher with a greeting card. Young Marquis, let’s go, the carriage is ready."

Seeing her about to leave, the old lady hurriedly scolded, "You should at least say what trouble Minsheng has gotten himself into."

"He’s your cousin for goodness’ sake, how can you be so heartless?!"

Yan Wanqing found it amusing, and turning around, she stopped, "He murdered someone, what can I do? Surely you don’t expect me to die in his place?"

"Wanqing!" Mrs. Sun directly scolded, "Do not talk nonsense."

"Mother’s admonishment is correct," Yan Wanqing said, looking obediently at Mrs. Sun.

The old lady was frantic, "In any case, you are not allowed to leave. Your second uncle has only this one legitimate eldest son; he cannot be allowed to come to harm. In a few days, he will enter the capital, and by all means, we must delay until then."

Having listened, a deep meaning flashed in Yan Wanqing’s eyes—it seemed this second uncle was always in touch with the old lady.

"Yan Minsheng killed someone, Dali Temple will handle it impartially. Even if the second uncle arrives, it will be the same. The old lady must be confused; food can be eaten carelessly, but words must not be spoken carelessly," Yan Wanqing’s voice grew colder, carrying a hint of warning.

Whatever happens to Yan Minsheng has nothing to do with our Township Manor. If the old lady still can’t see reason as in the past, she mustn’t blame me for being ruthless and sending the elderly lady back to Tiger Hill.

The old lady, being reprimanded, was at a loss for words, and smacked her dragon-head cane on the ground loudly.

"Old lady, mother, I shall take my leave," said Yan Wanqing without looking back, and left with Huai Yu.

It was not until they were on the carriage that Huai Yu voiced his doubts.

"That Yan Minsheng is your second uncle’s child, he murdered someone? Who?"

Yan Wanqing, leaning against the soft cushion, soothed the pain in her back, which for some reason had been sore and fatigued these past few days.

"A girl from the brothel, named Chai Shu," her face expressionless, "The one who acted with him was also my good-for-nothing cousin Sun Wenxing."

Huai Yu was astonished, "Then both Township Manor and General Residence have gotten into trouble this time."

Yan Wanqing shook her head, "My second uncle moved out years ago, what has that got to do with us? As for my cousin, the people of General Residence are not vegetarian either; after all, he’s an illegitimate son, right and wrong are still distinguishable."

No matter what, the General Residence has a legitimate eldest son to bear the burden, and there’s also an Imperial Consort in the palace, who won’t let those aunts make a mess of things.

"If that’s the case, then the problem is not too big." Huai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, shifting the topic back to the person they were visiting today, "I’ve heard the National Master is fond of calligraphy and paintings; I’ve specially prepared a few rare pieces, I wonder if the elderly gentleman will like them."

Yan Wanqing saw him take out the calligraphy and paintings, each wrapped very carefully, clearly a lot of effort was made, and she couldn’t help but be curious.

"These are rare relics of the world, you must have put in quite the effort," she commented.

Huai Yu nodded seriously, "When asking a favor of the National Master, naturally, one has to exert some effort. Commandery Princess, as a disciple of the National Master, can you tell me, is he an easy person to get along with?"

"The teacher is very gentle," recalled Yan Wanqing, whose memories of Song Huaxu always painted him with an air of ethereal charm, forever riding a small donkey and chuckling as he went down the road.

Alas, that was her impression of Song Huaxu from her previous life.

Yan Wanqing thought of what Zhang Lanyi said that night on Southern Mountain.

The chaos at Governor’s Office Pass started after Song Huaxu returned.

Her father and brothers were also recommended by Zhang Lanyi to defend the Governor’s Office Pass at the Emperor’s behest.

Yan Wanqing dared not think too much, yet she could not help but prepare for the worst.

If all this were related to her master, would they, as master and disciple, turn against each other from this point on?

"Commandery Princess?" Huai Yu saw her complexion growing increasingly pale and couldn’t help feeling worried.

Yan Wanqing let out a small cough and looked away, "I’m all right. I was just thinking about some things."

The State Preceptor had always lived within the Imperial Palace; the emperor had even provided him with a palace for his rest, personally naming it "Qingxu Temple."

To have one’s own Taoist temple within the Imperial Palace was enough to show how much the emperor favored the National Master.

Huai Yu could not enter the palace on his own, which was why he had asked Yan Wanqing to take him there.

Firstly, because Yan Wanqing’s status allowed her to enter the palace gates at will, and secondly because her relationship with the State Preceptor was profound; a recommendation from her would leave a good impression.

"We’ve arrived." The carriage slowly stopped in front of Qingxu Temple.

Yan Wanqing and Huai Yu alighted from the carriage. The temple’s front door was shut tight. They exchanged a look, and Huai Yu climbed the steps and knocked on the door.

It took a while before there was movement inside, and then they saw a Taoist boy with a clear brow and handsome eyes. He first glanced at Huai Yu without a word, then his gaze fell on Yan Wanqing behind him, his eyes brightening.

"Greetings, Senior Sister." The Taoist boy called out to Yan Wanqing.

A look of bewilderment flashed across Yan Wanqing’s eyes, "Who are you?"

"Senior Sister has not returned for a long time, naturally, you wouldn’t recognize your junior brother. Master has placed Senior Sister’s portrait inside the temple, instructing later senior brothers to remember Senior Sister’s appearance," said the boy.

Hearing what the self-proclaimed junior brother said, Yan Wanqing finally recalled.

It turned out that after she had left the apprenticeship, Song Huaxu had taken on many disciples without restriction, so now she had especially many junior brothers.

"Is Master inside the temple?" Yan Wanqing remembered the purpose of her visit today.

The Taoist boy scratched his head, "Senior Sister, you’re out of luck today. Master just went out."

Huai Yu quickly looked at Yan Wanqing, sensing his urgency, then she asked again, "But I sent Master a visiting card, arranging to meet today. Why did he suddenly leave?"

The boy shook his head, "Master only mentioned it was an urgent matter, and before he left, he specifically told me to wait here for Senior Sister and to also apologize to the Young Marquis."

"Did he mention when he would return?" Huai Yu quickly asked.

The little Taoist replied, "Master did not say when he would return; usually, in such cases, he would stay away from the capital for at least three to five days or as long as half a month."

Yan Wanqing furrowed her brow, feeling that things were not as simple as they seemed.

"Has anyone visited the temple today?"

The Taoist boy shook his head, "I don’t know, Senior Sister. You shouldn’t trouble your junior brother like this. We’re never informed about the Master’s affairs."

After listening, Yan Wanqing felt even more that Song Huaxu was avoiding them.

If that was the case, he should not have accepted her visiting card in the first place.

Instead, they had to deal with this last-minute cancellation.

It added to her irritation without reason.

"Since that’s the case, we’ll leave now and visit another day," Huai Yu said to the junior brother as he made a polite gesture. "Thank you for your trouble, little master."

Yan Wanqing got into the carriage and saw the Taoist boy close the main gate. She lifted the carriage curtain to look outside, and for some reason, she felt as if within the Imperial City, a pair of eyes were intently watching her.

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