A life of clearness

Chapter 3: The View from the Sky
After confirming with Master Guo again, Rong Qing sorted out the copybooks, books, inkstones, and other items and put them into the book box. Carrying the book box, she followed Master Guo to the study.

The large study was for the Ning Wang's sons, and even with their companions, there was more than enough space. As for the smaller study, since the little princess was the only girl, it was a place exclusively for them.

As they walked along the road, Rong Qing remembered Rui'er's avoidance of the topic, so she asked, "Master, I heard that there seems to be a new guest coming to Qiuxueyuan. Master, do you know which gentleman is coming?"

"…If you want to know, you can ask the princess in person when you meet her later." Master Guo replied slowly.

"Yes, I understand." Rong Qing closed her mouth and said nothing else.

When passing by the study room, Rong Qing could clearly see through the carved windows that the five sons of King Ning and their study partners were all studying quietly. It made sense. At this time, the teacher could show up at any time, so they didn't dare to play around.

Rong Qing secretly laughed, but this scene, which was no different from usual, made her feel inexplicably uneasy. Why?
This question lingered in her mind. Even when the little princess nodded to her and said "Good morning, Mr. Yu", it was just a subconscious response.

The little princess was lovely and graceful, and although Rong Qing was not close to her because of her status, she had a good impression of her. Who wouldn't like such a well-behaved, intelligent and motivated girl?

Rong Qing knelt down behind the desk next to Master Guo and took out the local chronicle that she had not finished reading yesterday and continued to read it. She divided part of her mind to pay attention to Master Guo's lecture. If there were any books needed in the lecture and they didn't bring them, Rong Qing could go back to the yard to get them.

Listening to Master Guo's lecture, Rong Qing stared at the book, not only paying attention to the main text, but also paying attention to the annotations of various authors. Rong Qing tried not to make any noise when turning the pages. She didn't really have a photographic memory, but this level of memory didn't cause any burden to her.

To some extent, it can be said that Rong Qing has made the fastest progress among the four.

This hard work of sifting through the ocean for sand has not been without progress in the past three years. At first, there were only a few seemingly plausible clues, such as the small Taoist temple with white walls and black tiles, and the frequent appearance of the temple on the seashore. Rong Qing originally thought that it must be due to the sea mirage, but the more she checked the literature, the more clues she found.

If you really count, the mentions of this mysterious Taoist temple, either directly or indirectly, are only one or two lines each time, and there has never been a serious long description. The four of them summarized and recorded, and they were still able to find some other common characteristics. The descriptions of mountain mist and clouds that often appear are very likely to indicate that this Taoist temple is suspended in the air, or even... moving.

When this conclusion was reached, before Master Guo did anything, her two disciples were already full of surprise. Rong Qing also took a breath at the time, although she didn't care in her heart. In the cultivation world, a building that can be suspended in the air and fly is not difficult to do at all.

It's just that this place is different. Rong Qing also discovered this after staying for a long time. Jingguo is too unfamiliar with the matter of cultivation. Not to mention that there are no cultivators, even the matter of cultivation is considered to be a myth. When Rong Qing went down the mountain to practice in his early years, he had visited mortal cities, but no country was like Jingguo. The secular world and the cultivation world are separated by a thick layer and never come into contact.

No matter what Master Guo was planning to do, Rong Qing was just thinking about working for someone else for money. She couldn't be passive and lazy when it came to tasks assigned by the leader.

After a while of wandering thoughts, Rong Qing continued to read. Meanwhile, Master Guo saw that the little princess was making good progress, so he taught her another travelogue.

The little princess learned to read quickly, but she still couldn't understand the profound articles, so she was learning some simple articles. She was not familiar with them when she read them for the first time, but it was not until the second and third time that she became much smoother. Master Guo never taught punctuation, and only explained it to the little princess when she really couldn't break the sentences and asked her for help.

The little princess's rosy little mouth opened and closed, revealing her tender little teeth from time to time. Although she was studying seriously, there was still a natural milky tone in her voice, which made her even more lovable.

The class lasted until before lunch. In the afternoon, the little princess had homework to do, and before dinner, she would send the completed homework to the teacher for inspection. This has been the case for the past few years, and Master Guo never delayed the class, and the class ended when the time was up.

"Master..." But today, the little princess called Master Guo hesitantly.

There was no sign of displeasure on Master Guo's face. He just signaled the little princess to continue speaking with his eyes.

"During dinner yesterday, my father told Yun Nong that he had invited a teacher from the south to teach me self-defense, but he wanted to take up some time in the afternoon, so Yun Nong thought about it and decided to tell the teacher." The little princess finished speaking in one breath, and it seemed that she had prepared a draft in mind.

"So it's because of this. No wonder you're a little uneasy today." Master Guo stopped there and said nothing else. "I understand your concerns. As the princess gets older, I'm afraid the schoolwork will become more and more arduous. If there is really too much schoolwork one day, you can discuss with me and it won't be a problem to extend it for a few days." "Thank you, Master." Yun Nong's brows were filled with joy, and he bowed deeply to Master Guo.

"That's okay." Master Guo did not inquire into why Prince Ning suddenly arranged for a teacher for the princess to learn martial arts. "Leg training should have started in elementary school. It's not too late to practice martial arts at this age. If you are older, it will be difficult to do so when your muscles and bones are stiff. Your Highness Prince Ning can consider so much for the princess. He really loves his daughter very much." Master Guo said with a smile.

Yunnong lowered her head in embarrassment.

Master Guo encouraged her to study martial arts like studying and strive for perfection without slacking off, and then he took Rong Qing away.

"Don't be too curious about this matter." On the way back, Master Guo suddenly spoke.

She looked at the flowers and trees on both sides of the road. These specially cultivated plants had large flowers, but the fragrance was not strong, leaving only a light but lingering aftertaste on the clothes of passers-by.

"In this palace, we are just guests. If it were an ordinary gentleman, there would be no reason for the prince not to inform me, the master, but he didn't. This is the strange thing that the prince wants to tell us." Master Guo paused and turned to look at Rong Qing, "If we don't watch, listen, or talk about what happened in Qiuxueyuan, trouble will not come to us."

Mrs. Guo retreated from the capital to Suicheng. She must have maintained her sensitivity to the undercurrents and treacherous circumstances hidden in broad daylight. The less you know, the safer you are. From a certain perspective, this sentence is really a golden sentence to save your life.

"This is what is called the uselessness of use." Rong Qing nodded, indicating that she already knew.

"Yes, being alive is the greatest blessing. Let's not talk about this anymore. I just got a ten-pound flathead fish. One of my early students still cares about me, so he asked someone to rush it all the way here. It's still very fresh. You three can have lunch at my place." Master Guo's eyes were full of pride.

"In that case, it would be disrespectful to refuse." Rong Qing chuckled.

The two of them were laughing and chatting along the way, but they didn't know that just as they left the study, their trusted servants rushed in, sweeping and arranging the room, burning incense and offering sacrifices, nothing was missing. Even the busy King Ning was dressed neatly at this time, no less than going to attend the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven.

The smoke from the best incense is not choking, but can actually refresh people. But this incense is too precious. Even a small piece of it, the length of a knuckle, makes the King of Ning, who owns a large area of ​​land, feel distressed. But at this moment, it is not the time to feel sorry for the incense.

After the rearrangement was completed, Prince Ning dismissed everyone else and left only Yunnong.

The little princess had been strictly managed for her three meals since she was born, but on this day there was an exception. She hurriedly ate some snacks to fill her stomach. She knelt behind the table, her thin body trembling slightly.

There is tension, but more of an uncontrollable excitement.

In fact, Yun Nong didn’t feel hungry at all, and even managed to eat the pastries with great force.

Every moment that passed by was a source of anxiety for both father and daughter.

Until, in front of the wide-open study door, a faint figure appeared, making people feel dizzy and subconsciously want to rub their eyes. But in less than three breaths, the figure gradually solidified, as if the person in the painting jumped out of the paper and became vivid in an instant.

Prince Ning reacted faster than anyone else. This prince who was always dignified could no longer think of the word "prince's airs". He stood up from behind the desk and knelt down in front of the figure in just a few steps.

"The prince and his daughter respectfully welcome the Immortal." The pair of deep eyes beneath the thick eyebrows were filled with ecstasy.

(End of this chapter)