Xu Jiaohe walked to the dining room, just as Lu Hua was putting the freshly baked meals into the food box.
Three meats, two vegetables and one soup, plus Biqi rice steamed from the spiritual rice grown in the back mountain.
When Lu Hua saw her, he stopped moving and asked, "Madam, aren't you eating in your room?"
Xu Jiaohe did not dare to say that she had just become the master of Huaiyuan Peak, so she did not want to be too presumptuous, so she cleared her throat and pretended to remember her: "The rules left by my husband cannot be broken. From now on, we should eat in the dining hall."
Hearing this, Lu Hua looked at Xu Jiaohe with a bit of relief.
Quickly, he put the food in the food box in front of her again.
Xu Jiaohe washed her hands and looked at the host. After much hesitation, she chose to sit down in the next best place.
She was holding the bowl, while Lu Hua, who was in charge of serving the dishes, picked up a chopstick of her favorite hibiscus chicken slices and put it on the plate.
This is also the rule Ji Ruotan left behind.
Eat at the same table, everyone has his own use.
If you want to eat vegetables, you must use clean chopsticks to put them into the bowl before eating.
In fact, Ji Ruotan had already gone without food and did not need mortal food to satisfy his hunger.
He would take time out to accompany Xu Jiaohe to have meals every day, just out of his duty as a Taoist monk.
Xu Jiaohe bit her chopsticks and shook her head, trying to drive away the memories that slipped into her mind every now and then.
Luhua had long been accustomed to her daily behavior that had nothing to do with Yazheng, so she turned a blind eye and added another spoonful of tofu.
After Xu Jiaohe puffed out his cheeks like a hamster and chewed slowly, she put down the tableware in her hands and said to Xu Jiaohe: "Madam, the results of the discussion between the sect master and several elders and pavilion masters during the day are out."
"Um?"
While Xu Jiaohe was eating, she couldn't speak, so she made vague and suspicious noises from her throat.
"Daojun has been honest and upright throughout his life, and has helped countless sects, big and small, in Xiaodongtian."
As Ji Ruotan's number one follower, Lu Hua delivered a long speech praising the other party's achievements as usual.
Xu Jiaohe's ears were already ringing with pain, so she turned her attention back to the food in front of her.
He even wanted to take advantage of Lu Hua not paying attention and secretly stretch out his chopsticks to pick up a few more pieces of hibiscus chicken slices.
The bright-eyed Lu Hua stopped her behavior and continued with a serious face: "The death of Lord Dao is a great pity for Xiaodongtian. Those cultivating sects who have been blessed by the rain and dew all want to come to pay homage to Lord Dao's tablet, so The sect master and the elders have discussed and decided to open the sect for three days starting from tomorrow until the seventh day of Daojun’s first year, so that people from all walks of life can come to see Daojun off on his last journey.”
"Uh-huh!"
Xu Jiaohe didn't know what to say, so she hummed a few times through her nose to show that she was listening.
Seeing her dull look, Lu Hua, who hated iron and steel, emphasized his tone: "The memorial tablet of Lord Dao is at Huaiyuan Peak, so the place of worship will naturally be set up here. Madam, as the master and Taoist priest of Huaiyuan Peak, you will Jun’s widow will need to come forward to entertain all kinds of immortal friends when the time comes.”
"And on the last day, the sect will also announce your succession as the master of Huaiyuan Peak."
After Lu Hua finished speaking, Xu Jiaohe realized the seriousness of the problem.
Except for the most famous immortal families, she didn't know any of them.
Not to mention who knows who are the immortal cultivators who have been helped by Ji Ruotan.
With a grunt, Xu Jiaohe swallowed the food in his mouth: "Can't you arrange this for others?"
"From what I see, You Wenyu is very good. He is also my husband's first disciple. His talent is outstanding and he has established himself as a leader."
Xu Jiaohe's eyebrows drooped, and the word "unwilling" was almost written on her face.
Lu Hua sighed in her heart and advised earnestly: "Of course Mr. Guanmiao is very good, but with you as the closest Taoist companion, how can it be the turn of a disciple who is not close to you to attend the worship ceremony of Mr. Taoist? Where is the host?"
Guanmiaojun is You Wenyu's honorific title.
Any prominent person in Xiaodongtian will be referred to by a title other than his or her given name.
It is Xu Jiaohe's "Jiaohe Jun" who seems so nondescript.
"..."
Xu Jiaohe couldn't think of anything to refute Lu Hua, so she propped her chin with her fingers and sat down in her seat for a moment.
Luhua on the other hand was not in a hurry and stood quietly waiting for her response.
When the food went from hot to lukewarm, Xu Jiaohe reluctantly said, "Then I'll host it, and You Wenyu can help, right?"
"Yes, yes."
Lu Hua hesitated for a moment, but reminded him honestly, "Xiaodongtian does not require Taoists to abide by the rules throughout their lives. However, if you and Lord Guanmiao get too close, if rumors spread, the master's wife, the disciple will take her... After all, it is contrary to human ethics.”
"What? Why do you want to go up to this level?"
Xu Jiaohe was so shocked that she almost knocked over the half-finished bowl of rice in front of her, "He is my husband's apprentice, I don't have any ideas!"
Wuyan Daojun's wife is stupid and arrogant.
This is something that Yunxian Sect and even the entire Xiaodongtian know.
But her stupidity is not limited to her talent and cultivation, she is also much slower than ordinary people in terms of emotions.
When Lu Hua thought about this, she knew that You Wenyu's seemingly absent-minded flattery all the time was patted on Ma's legs.
She did not point out this point, put the job in order for Xu Jiaohe, and then smiled good-naturedly: "Yes, madam is right, it was the slave who made a mistake. It is only half of the troubles in the world, and most of them cannot escape" Four words: "terrible".
"Then...well, I will work more on myself and less help from him."
Xu Jiaohe still seemed a little obedient to Lu Hua, who was always protecting her and thinking about her.
She pinched her chin with her fingers, fluttering her thin and dense eyelashes, and finally thought of another way, "This is such a serious matter, how about I ask the sect leader? Which sects should Yunxian Sect have relationships with?" A list of good contacts, right?”
Seeing that his wife's mind was finally enlightened, Lu Hua smiled with relief: "That's exactly the truth. I thought that my wife and the sect leader are both smart people, and they thought of a place. The sect leader also said that he would wait until the wife has finished her dinner. , he will come to Huaiyuan Peak to visit in person."
…
Xu Jiaohe had always had a good impression of Yunxian Sect Leader and Jingbo Master Mingdan.
The reason for my favorable impression is also very simple.
Because he is kind-hearted by nature and never puts on the airs of being a patriarch when dealing with others, not to mention he is extremely handsome.
Ignoring Ming Dan's thousand-year-old age, Xu Jiaohe placed his position in his heart next to the young master's son who had admired him when he was young. They were both a square and bright white moonlight.
Knowing that he was coming to Huaiyuan Peak, Xu Jiaohe specially opened the main hall of Zhuochen and ordered people to clean it diligently.
Ming Dan was always punctual. After receiving the news that she had finished dinner, he appeared at the door of Zhuochen Hall in less than a quarter of an hour.
"I have met the sect master, please take a seat."
Xu Jiaohe gave up her seat and moved a chair to sit on his left.
Mingdan didn't refuse, he gathered his clothes and sat down.
His neck and back were very straight. From Xu Jiaohe's point of view, he looked like a length of long, green bamboo.
Xu Jiaohe thought that she could not let the situation become quiet and she should speak first.
"metropolitan--"
"Jiaohe-kun."
The two of them addressed each other as if they had a tacit understanding.
Xu Jiaohe raised her sleeves to cover her lips, smiled shyly, and humbly said, "Sect Master, please speak first."
"I came here today to discuss with you the matters concerning Ruotan's worship ceremony."
The clear voice is clear and elegant, like a warm spring, soothing all the anxiety and restlessness in people's hearts.
Perhaps no one could have the heart to reject the words coming from this voice.
Xu Jiaohe was thinking a little distractedly until Mingdan called her again: "Jiaohe Jun?"
"Ah, Lord Sect Master, I am listening."
"Just listen."
Mingdan raised his eyebrows and smiled at her, "I wonder if Lord Jiaohe has any objections to the decision made by me and the elders and pavilion masters? Or if you have any considerations of your own, you can raise them in time so that Elder Bingli can make arrangements. Revise."
Xu Jiaohe was about to say that she planned to ask You Wenyu to help.
But the thought turned around and Lu Hua's admonition lingered in his ears.
After thinking for a while, Xu Jiaohe changed her choice. She asked Mingdan: "I have two things I want to ask the sect master for help."
"Please say."
"The first thing is that I don't know much about the entire sect and the relationship between my husband and other immortal cultivating families, so I would like to ask the sect master if you have a list that you can give me so that I can have a better understanding."
Xu Jiaohe's suggestion was reasonable and her words were gentle enough.
Mingdan said without hesitation: "Of course. Under the sect master, Elder Bingli Mei Lin is in charge of these affairs of human relations. I asked him to prepare a list before I came, and I will give it to Jiaohe. Jun."
The wide sleeves trembled slightly, and a shrunken jade plaque quickly grew in size.
An almost ink-colored brilliance shone from it, slowly falling on Xu Jiaohe's palm.
Xu Jiaohe opened the jade plaque and looked at a few paragraphs, then thanked him sincerely.
Then he lowered his head and twirled his sleeves with his white fingers, and said sheepishly: "Since Elder Bingli is willing to hand over the list to me, I wonder if he can lend it to me for three days and come to Huaiyuan Peak to help me?"
The previous request was a result that Mingdan people did not really know.
So Xu Jiaohe's proposal to borrow Elder Bingli was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Ming Dan's eyes, as deep as the night, were fixed on Xu Jiaohe's face. After a few seconds, he said: "Actually, before Ruo Tan was destroyed, Lord Guanmiao often assisted him in dealing with these human affairs, and he has lived in Huaiyuan since he was a child. On the peak, he is also very familiar with various sects and paths.”
"Jiao He, why do you want to ask Elder Bingli to go far away?"
"He was climbing mountains and building peaks during the day. He lost most of his spiritual energy and was exhausted, so I told him to take a good rest."
Xu Jiaohe did not doubt that he was there and told him frankly.
"I see." Mingdan nodded, "Then we really need to let him have a good rest."
"Let's do this. I'll discuss it with Elder Bingli later. Even if he can't come, I will send someone who is familiar with the matter to help you."
Mingdan handled all Xu Jiaohe's troubles considerately, causing Xu Jiaohe to put aside his miserable expression and smile.
The two of them sat and looked at each other, and then Mingdan asked unconsciously: "Speaking of which, Ruo Tan died strangely after all. As the closest person to him, Mr. Jiaohe, how did you go to Houshan Cave Mansion to pray for the soul a few days ago?" Day, have you noticed anything unusual?"
"No, what could be wrong?"
"For example, is he feeling unwell? Furthermore, is there any obstruction when using his spiritual power?"
Ming Dan calmly guided Xu Jiaohe.
"No, my husband is exactly the same as usual."
Xu Jiaohe said, looking over with a low look, as if a puppy had been abandoned, which made Mingdan purse her lips, "He also promised to give me a gift for my birthday next month...too. I don’t know why it’s like this.”
Mingdan pondered for a long time, no longer obsessed with this topic, but said: "Next month will be Jiaohe-Jun's 23rd birthday."
"Yes, in the human world, I would probably have three or two children at my age."
Xu Jiaohe touched the tip of her nose in embarrassment, and thought later that it seemed inappropriate to say this to an elder of a Taoist couple.
Ming Dan looked at her with a particularly gentle expression: "Since you entered the Yunxian Sect, your past has faded away. Ruotan has been there to deliver your spirit on time. Your lifespan is no longer comparable to that of other people. Your experiences in this world are just a few moments in a long life." It’s a drop in the ocean, so it’s better not to worry too much about gains and losses.”
