sjar Chapter 93 Don’t want to get married
Chapter 93 Don’t want to get married
The "Immortal's Wealth Cake" cut into strips had a slightly strong Atractylodes flavor after one bite.
Fei Xi, who treated medicine like food, frowned and tossed it aside, then reached out and picked up a piece of Imperial Rose Pancake and took a bite.
Beneath the golden-brown, crispy crust, the soft and chewy rose filling bursts on the tongue, while the walnuts, melon seeds, and almonds perfectly balance the sweetness of the rose.
Mmm, this is delicious!
With her eyes curved into crescent moons, Fei Xi, biting into a rose-flavored pancake, couldn't speak, but could only happily point to it for her master to see.
“Master eats this every day and is tired of it. He’s not eating it anymore. Xiao Xi, try this one.”
Wei Jiucheng pushed the celadon plate with its silk-like glaze towards his disciple. Inside the plate, which was about the size of two palms, the pastries were stacked into a pyramid shape.
Fei Xi took a sip of tea to dilute the rose flavor in her mouth, then curiously picked up a piece of crispy pastry, took a bite, and found it to be crispy with a light sweetness and the aroma of pine nuts.
'This is delicious too!'
The magnificent and spacious palace, majestic and solemn, was bustling with activity on the high platform in the center of the main hall, which should have been quiet.
The white-haired old man, as if presenting a treasure, brought plate after plate of pastries and fruits offered to the Three Pure Ones from the back of the hall to this side of the high platform. He then took out several oil-wrapped paper packets from his bosom, unfolded them one by one, and spread them on the table.
Seeing his apprentice eating with relish, his kind face beamed with an even deeper smile.
Fei Xi ate for a while, then picked up her tea and drank it all in one gulp. She waved her hand and said, "Master, I'm not eating anymore."
Eat until you're 80% full. Eating too much at night will affect your sleep. Wei Jiucheng didn't insist, and said with a smile:
"Master will wrap it up for you later, and you can take it back with you."
Fei Xi wouldn't refuse her master's kindness. She hummed in agreement, then asked with a puzzled look:
"Master, His Majesty really didn't ask you to divine anything?"
"Back then, ten rebel armies rose up, vying for control of the Central Plains, but the King of Han was not the most powerful among them. Xiao Xi, do you know why the King of Han ultimately won the empire?"
Old people like to keep things a bit ambiguous when they speak, so Fei Xi thought for a moment and replied:
"The King of Han was able to care for and nurture the people domestically, and was decisive in his actions against foreign powers. Most importantly, the heroes of the martial arts world, led by Master Yuan, supported the King of Han's ascension to the throne. I think the reason why the King of Han became the final victor back then was simply because of one sentence: 'The people's will.'"
"People today often think that those who achieve great things must be ruthless and heartless. But that's not true. Throughout history, those who have truly achieved hegemony, besides the necessary ruthlessness, also possess the benevolence to know how to use people effectively. A ruler who brings peace to the people with benevolence and righteousness to govern himself, we righteous men are naturally willing to serve such a ruler. Don't worry about your master, His Majesty is not a tyrannical ruler who cannot tolerate others. Your master knows what he's doing, and after the Dragon Boat Festival, he will bid farewell to Emperor Hua."
"But... Master, I don't trust Huadi now."
In the life before her rebirth, the entire martial arts world was in a state of panic, with more and more conflicts, large and small. There were several cases where Thunderbolt Fortress and their Qingcheng Sect were irreconcilable enemies.
Therefore, people were not in the mood to pay attention to Vatti's birthday celebration.
She couldn't recall whether anything related to the martial arts world had happened during the Emperor's Birthday celebration.
She only vaguely remembered that there was a man who liked her junior sister, and it was during this birthday celebration that he gained the favor of Emperor Hua. Later, this man even became the regent of the Hua Dynasty.
Now that she has caused so many changes in my life, the Emperor's birthday celebration will surely be very lively.
However, she still hasn't figured out what Vatti is thinking.
But she knew that the dragon slayer had long since grown into a new dragon, and that she would not tolerate another sleeping soundly beside her bed.
She didn't believe that Hua Di had no designs on the various martial arts factions, large and small, that were currently controlling their own territories.
She had a strange feeling of unease, as if she had forgotten something very important.
In her previous life before her rebirth, when she died, Emperor Hua was not yet dead, but it was practically the same as death.
The junior brother was able to successfully avenge his sect because he ran into Hua Di's attack on various martial arts factions.
At that time, Bian Yuan and she were trapped in Luo Xiao Ravine, and most of the pillars of the martial arts world had been killed by that person.
The already turbulent martial arts world suffered a devastating blow under the killing spree of Emperor Hua.
Although the martial arts world ultimately succeeded in its counterattack and Emperor Hua was placed under house arrest in the Liangyi Hall, the major sects, severely weakened, never regained their former glory.
Of the four princes, Emperor Hua deposed three. The only one who survived and was made crown prince, the third prince, was a useless and incompetent ruler, which led to the court being completely controlled by powerful ministers.
A sudden pain on her head interrupted Fei Xi's reverie. She feigned anger and complained, "Master!"
Wei Jiucheng, having withdrawn his hand, naturally understood that his disciple's concerns were not unfounded. The meaning behind Hua Di's words at times revealed his growing dissatisfaction with martial arts forces outside his control.
But the world has been at peace for less than twenty years. Only when the world is at peace can people live and work in peace and contentment. He did not want his obedient disciple's vision to be limited to his own selfish interests.
If war breaks out again, it will surely cause immense suffering and loss of life.
Wei Jiucheng said calmly and magnanimously:
"No one is lucky all the time, and no flower blooms forever. The waxing and waning of the moon, the rising and falling of the tides, are all preordained. Xiao Xi, promise your master that after the Emperor's birthday celebration, you will return to Qingcheng Mountain to wait for him. Your master promises you that he will definitely return after the Dragon Boat Festival."
Fei Xi understood that her master meant she shouldn't interfere in Hua Di's affairs, and her charmingly reproachful face immediately showed resentment:
“Master, if Emperor Hua does not make things difficult for you, your disciple will naturally do nothing. But if Emperor Hua is unjust, your disciple will not be polite.”
"Good girl, listen to me. Your master isn't old enough to need your worry."
"I'm not a little kid anymore! Master, let's go back to Qingcheng Mountain together, okay..."
Wei Jiucheng was about to persuade his disciple to go back first, but when he saw the tears welling up in his disciple's eyes, the old man remained silent for a while and then nodded in agreement.
After a short while, Wei Jiuxiang seemed to suddenly remember something and asked with a smile:
"Speaking of which, what's the deal between you and that young master of Tang Family Fortress? Also, Master heard that you've taken a male concubine by your side?"
ha?
What kind of male concubine? Disgusting! His reputation has been ruined!
Fei Xi instantly realized that someone must have badmouthed her to her master.
She didn't have time to mentally berate the person who made the accusation, and immediately began to defend herself:
“Master, he is not a male concubine, but a new disciple that I found for you in Tongcheng.”
"Disciple? What kind of person is he?" The old man wasn't angry that his disciple had overstepped his bounds; he was more concerned about the character of the person his disciple had taken on for him.
"...Master, you don't need to worry about him. As the senior sister, I will discipline him properly."
Upon hearing this evasive answer, Wei Jiucheng knew that this new disciple had some problems.
"Putting that aside for now, Tangjiabao and the Nanpu tribe have intermarried for generations. The wife of the fortress lord has always been a member of the Nanpu tribe. Did you know that?"
“…Master, I don’t have those kinds of feelings for Brother Yi, and it seems like he doesn’t have those kinds of feelings for me either.”
"You're all grown up now, so don't think your master is being long-winded. Between men and women, there are some things that should be avoided. As the saying goes, a man should marry when he's of age, and a woman should marry when she's of age. Do you have someone you like? Tell your master, and if that person is a decent person, your master will help you put in a good word."
……
Fei Xi looked at her master speechlessly; she didn't have anyone she liked.
Hmm, those words sounded familiar, causing Fei Xi to pause for a moment. She lowered her eyes to hide the sadness in them and said resolutely:
“Master, I don’t want to get married. I want to stay in Qingcheng Mountain and stay with you for the rest of my life.”
"Alright, alright, I'll stay with Master." Wei Jiucheng didn't think much of it, assuming his good disciple hadn't quite grasped the situation yet, and readily agreed with a smile.
The two chatted for a while longer until a soft knock came from outside the main hall.
Fei Xi knew that the old eunuch was urging her to leave, and she reluctantly said goodbye to her master.
At night, Fei Xi carefully placed the pastries in the cupboard, then tidied herself up and lay down on the bed.
In the stillness of the night, amidst the dew-kissed air, half-asleep and half-awake, she seemed to hear a voice softly refuting her, drawing her deeper into her memories.