Seeing off the arrogant and domineering Zhou Tai's daughter-in-law, Shu Jinhua took a deep breath. She has been doing things for a long time, but when it comes to fighting hearts, Shu Jinhua is really not used to it.

It's a pity that she doesn't like it and doesn't get used to it, it can't be used as a reason to escape, after all, she has lived in this era and has no ability to change this era, so she can only try her best to adapt to this era.

However, what makes Shu Jinhua feel a little comforted is that the Great Xia Kingdom is not too strict with sexistness. Shinong, industry and commerce, and the industry can see that women are the masters of the house, and women can not only go to school, but also participate in scientific examinations, and now there are three female officials in the court.

The system of the Great Xia Dynasty made Shu Jinhua rekindle the desire to fight, if he can join the army again, then this life will not be in vain. Because she really can't imagine how a female soldier who is used to military life can survive in an inner house without gunsmoke.

Thinking that there will still be opportunities to make great achievements in the future, Shu Jinhua's mood is also brighter, and he walks a lot more briskly.

The early autumn and early snow who were following on the side saw that Shu Jin's painting was not disturbed and was in a good mood, and they all relaxed their hearts. The three of them talked and laughed, and after a while, they arrived at Bai Zimo's meditation room.

"Senior Brother Seven, thank you so much." The door of the meditation room was not closed, Bai Zimo was wearing a blue and white robe, sitting on a low couch in the middle and drinking tea leisurely. Before Shu Jinhua entered the door, he saw Bai Zimo from a distance.

Bai Zimo put down the teacup, asked Shu Jinhua to sit on the other side of the low table, and poured the tea with his own hands, "Thank you, the last time, I really can't deal with this kind of thing." Bai Zimo shook his head with a smile and said helplessly.

Shu Jinhua was not polite, picked up the teacup and drank it, looking at Bai Zimo with a little teasing in his eyes, "I think Senior Brother Seventh is still at ease."

"Don't come to make fun of me, sit in the early autumn and early snow, come and have a cup of tea." Bai Zimo poured the tea and handed it to Shu Jin's early autumn snow behind him.

In early autumn, the two of them hurriedly stepped forward to take it, thanked them, and sat down on the low table on the side.

Bai Zimo is usually approachable, and among the many brothers and sisters, he is also the one with the best temper. Although the early autumn and early snow are nominally the maidservants painted by Shu Jin, but in Bailiu Mountain, there is no obvious distinction between respect and inferiority, most of the time, everyone gets along very well, and Bai Zimo does not take them as a person.

"In this way, when the little junior sister goes home this time, it should be difficult to have a chance to go back to Bailiushan again." After chatting for a while, Shu Jinhua had already explained everything to Bai Zimo, and made it clear that this time, it could be regarded as a farewell.

Shu Jinhua held the teacup with both hands, her lower lip against the rim of the cup, and her expression was a little lonely, "There will definitely be opportunities, and I can't bear to be senior brothers and little sisters." What's more, the master also said that I still have a lot to learn. ”

When Bai Zimo heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he comforted: "No wonder the master loves the little junior sister, we have eighteen junior brothers, although you are the latest to start, you are also the best one to learn." ”

"Seventh Senior Brother, don't make fun of me, from Senior Brother to Seventeenth Senior Sister, which one is not better than me? If I don't study hard, the master will kick me out. The topic was taken away, and several people were talking and laughing.

After sitting for a while, Shu Jinhua said goodbye to Bai Zimo, and the three of them returned to their independent small courtyard.

The lunch at Changbaiguan was held together at the restaurant on the right side of the Houshan martial arts arena. Most of the vegetables are planted by the disciples of Changbaiguan, and although Taoists do not ban meat, most of them are vegetarians.

After the three of them had lunch with the disciples in the restaurant, Shu Jinhua went to the Starry Sky Pavilion alone.

The Starry Sky Pavilion is the residence of the Changbai Guanguan Lord Qinghui Daoist and all the elders, Shu Jinhua returned to the mountain this time, and has not yet come to report to the Guanzhuo.

After receiving the return of the gatekeeper boy, Shu Jinhua walked into the main hall of the Starry Sky Pavilion. Qinghui Dao Chang was dressed in a white robe, with silver hair meticulously tied in the crown, although he was already over the age of old, his eyes were bright, and there was no wrinkle on his face.

"Disciple Shu Jinhua, meet the master." Shu Jinhua clasped his fists and saluted, his face was rigorous. Daoist Qinghui is not only the master of Changbai Temple, but also the senior brother of Elder Xuankong, the master of Shu Jin's painting. It is the most respected one in the entire Changbai Temple.

"Sit." Qinghui Dao Chang's left arm was lightly raised, and his wide sleeves danced, showing more fairy wind bones.

Shu Jin's head is drawn, even if he sits on a chair, his waist is straight and respectful.

"Even if you go down the mountain and leave, you must always remember what you should do and what you shouldn't do, but it can change in an instant." Qinghui Dao Chang said slowly.

Although Shu Jinhua started late, he is diligent and studious, and although his heart is a little cold, he also knows how to care for his peers. And he is also a beginner disciple of Xuankong, and he, who is a teacher, also likes it tightly.

Shu Jinhua said that Qinghui Dao is highly respected, although he has not often taught his disciples in recent years, but there are nearly 100 people in Changbai Temple, and no one is respectful. She went down the mountain this time, not as usual, how long it would take to go up the mountain again, she herself was not sure. It is also very prudent to come to pay farewell to the Lord.

Daoist Qinghui mentioned a few more words, and when he was leaving, he gave Shu Jinhua a delicate purse. The Taoist proverbs embroidered with gold thread, the two thin strands, have both the delicacy that a woman should have, and the solemnity of Taoism.

"Take it, when it's critical, it can help you get through it." Qinghui Dao's long words are caring, full of the doting of the elders to the younger ones.

Shu Jinhua was slightly stunned, and then took it with solemn hands, "Uncle Shi......"

Daoist Qinghui raised his hand and stopped Shu Jinhua, with a smile on his face, "Go." Then he was the first to leave.

Shu Jinhua looked at the background of Qinghui Dao Chang's departure, his eyes were a little moist, he carefully put the purse in his hand into his arms, and turned around and walked out of the Starry Sky Pavilion.

The current elder of Changbai Guan, in addition to Elder Xuankong, also has an Elder Ink Pupil, who is also a senior brother with Qinghui Dao Leader. Although they are the same sect, the three of them have their own strengths, Elder Motong is good at pharmacology, and his disciples are not only good at learning Taoism and martial arts, but also the art of stone medicine. Elder Xuankong, the master of Shu Jinhua, is good at strategy, and there are only two people under him, Bai Zimo and Shu Jinhua. And what the Lord Qinghui is good at is the astrology of spying on the heavens.

In the past, Shu Jinhua did not believe in these gods and ghosts, but now, her own existence is not within the scope of science. What's more, after learning about the history of the Great Xia Kingdom, she didn't believe it at this time.

The art of astrology is to spy on the heavens and predict the future, which itself is beyond the human body, so the price paid for each astrology is also the same.

Therefore, in the two hundred years since the founding of the Great Xia Kingdom, there have only been two high priests, and both of them have passed away in the year of their establishment.

Although the astrology of Changbaiguan has never been lost, it will not be performed lightly, which is why Changbaiguan has not produced a priest in the past hundred years, and it is still known as the Xianshan Taoist Temple of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The purse painted by Qinghui Daoist for Shu Jin is the method of solving the astrology technique.

Shu Jinhua stood outside the Starry Sky Pavilion, looking at the clouds slowly floating overhead, and felt that the purse in his arms was much heavier.

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It's November~ and all kinds of begging~.

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