From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 379 Journey to Beijing
The poetry gathering ended when the mood had faded.

Xiangling bid farewell to the piglets, and Meng Yuan said goodbye to the two monks. Then they all went down the mountain together.

This trip into the mountains exhausted Xiangling's family fortune. Her small bundle, which had been bulging when she came, had shrunk when she returned.

That's why Xiangling became a poet on the mountain, and on her way back she started talking about money and thinking about ways to make money.

She was always sentimental, saying that since Aunt Pig was gone, she had to take care of the younger generation who were also her students. She also mentioned that the piglets in the mountains were not eating well, so she planned to come to the mountains often to deliver some candy.

Of course, Xiangling always had her own ideas, and she also planned to teach the piglets to read and write, but the cost of writing materials was considerable.

"Sigh, this time when I came back, Third Grandmother still put me in charge of the household, but she said the place was too small and there wasn't much to do, so she reduced my monthly allowance by 70%. Third Grandmother is kind; she said she'll increase my allowance again when we move, and she even said she'll give me a lot of authority!" Xiangling was capable and didn't think it was a problem. Standing on Meng Yuan's shoulder, her little hands on her hips, she looked spirited and serious, clearly full of beautiful hopes for the future. She also sighed, "Third Grandmother is so kind!"

Meng Yuan couldn't say anything, but he could only sigh in his heart that the Third Miss really knew how to use people. Not only had she completely fooled Xiang Ling, but she had also made Xiang Ling remember her kindness.

Thinking of the Third Miss, Meng Yuan couldn't help but recall the enchanting moments of the previous night. He only wanted to return to Chongxu Temple immediately and have the Third Miss teach him again.

Xiangling was a talkative person, and she didn't notice Meng Yuan's change. She just muttered about future teaching matters and asked Meng Yuan for advice.

Meng Yuan knew nothing about teaching piglets, but since Xiang Ling asked for his opinion, he could only say that it's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. He also mentioned that he once had a pig demon friend who learned farming skills and was able to marry into a wealthy family, where he lived a life of luxury and later became a bodyguard.

Sure enough, Xiangling grasped the concept immediately and understood the profound principle of teaching according to aptitude.

The two chatted idly, not feeling bored at all, and went down the mountain together. The little red horse was still leisurely grazing on the wild grass at the foot of the mountain.

As night fell, I rode my horse back to the Chongxu Temple.

Zhang Jiao waited outside the temple and only after exchanging a few words did he learn that Nie Qingqing was inside Chongxu Temple and had been invited there by Ying Rushi.

Meng Yuan had originally planned to stay here tonight, but now it seems that won't be an option. He just wondered what Ying Ru was up to. They had just spent the whole night together last night; was she planning to seize the position of principal wife from her former subordinate's daughter and beloved disciple today?
Without daring to think too much, Meng Yuan immediately entered Chongxu Temple and arrived at the old residence where Ying Rushi had stayed.

Hu Qian was still standing guard at the door. When she saw Meng Yuan and Xiang Ling return, she was overjoyed. "Senior brother, what good poems did you get today?"

Upon hearing this, Xiangling immediately stopped dozing off, took out her small book, and said seriously, "We wrote three rounds of poems in total, and they were all very good!"

Hu Qian took a look, offered a few forced compliments, and finally pointed to Jie Kaiping's name, saying, "This person is no good. President, you'd better be careful, or you might get tricked into shaving your head."

While the two women were discussing poetry, Meng Yuan had already entered the courtyard.

Ying Rushi was still sitting under the sycamore tree, with Nie Qingqing and Jiang Tang sitting opposite her.

"It's perfect that you're here." Ying Rushi waved to him. "There are some things that can't be hidden from family. Let's tell them everything today."

"This..." Meng Yuan wasn't ready yet, and seeing that Jiang Tang and Nie Qingqing were suspicious, but if she said that, then she was Jiang Tang's master and Nie Qingqing's late father's former master, so naturally no one could steal her man.

Thinking this way, Meng Yuan wondered if he should include Mingyue as well. Both of them were martial artists and would have children in the future. Although Mingyue's surname was Dugu, it didn't really matter.

Meng Yuan was still thinking about how to speak when Ying Rushi spoke up calmly, saying, "Meng Feiyuan has been away from home for more than half a year, and you two have only been reunited with him for a few days. You should have let him stay longer so that you could be together again. However, I have important matters to attend to and he cannot stay here any longer."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Jiang Tang and Nie Qingqing exchanged glances, and both women looked at Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan then realized that Ying Rushi was referring to this matter, and nodded.

Both women were from the Ying family and knew that Meng Yuan had always respected the Third Miss. That trip was inevitable, and future battles would surely follow. "Disciple will listen to Master," Jiang Tang said, always obedient and sensible.

Upon hearing the word "master," Ying Rushi lowered her brows and said nothing.

"I am a woman, and as long as Miss and my husband have discussed it, I will have no objections." Nie Qingqing was the most reasonable person.

When Ying Rushi heard Nie Qingqing say this, she nodded slightly, then looked at Nie Qingqing and said, "You've been married for a while now, and there's still no sign of pregnancy?"

“No…” Nie Qingqing looked a little disappointed upon hearing this. She had always been hardworking and unconventional in her boudoir, and every time they met, she would stay up all night. But despite her diligent work in the rice paddy, no flowers bloomed.

"Come here." Ying Rushi pretended to extend her slender hand, clearly intending to take his pulse.

Nie Qingqing had seen many doctors, but they all said she was fine. After learning that her husband was a young and strong martial artist, the doctors said that hard work and diligence would eventually pay off.

Moreover, Nie Qingqing had consulted with Yuan Yaoniang, who also said that they should take it slowly.

Seeing that Ying Rushi was taking her pulse with her eyes closed, Nie Qingqing waited patiently.

Jiang Tang craned her neck to watch curiously. She was still young and inexperienced, but she was family with Nie Qingqing. The two girls often slept together and would often talk about their private matters, so she was somewhat knowledgeable about it.

After waiting for a while, Ying Rushi opened her eyes, but said nothing, and then asked Meng Yuan for his pulse.

Meng Yuan had no choice but to obey. However, looking at Ying Rushi, he felt that this third young lady had impure thoughts. Last night you said you wanted to bear a child for me, and now you're pretending to take my and my husband's pulses. It's so boring.

Sure enough, Ying Rushi smiled and looked at Nie Qingqing, saying, "You don't need to worry. Meng Feiyuan will have many opportunities to reunite with his family in the future. In the shortest time, it will be one or two years, and in the longest, it will be three or five years. You will have no worries about having children."

Hearing this, Nie Qingqing felt relieved and was extremely grateful.

"It's getting late, you should head back now." Ying Rushi urged them on, not even glancing at Meng Yuan.

The three returned to the city, and Meng Yuan and Nie Qingqing enjoyed another night of passion.

After waking up, Meng Yuan finally had some free time. He toured Songhe Prefecture, met with Chen Shouzhou, and inquired about the arrangements inside and outside the city.

That evening, Meng Yuan, along with Nie Qingqing and Jiang Tang, invited Lin Yan and his wife over, and then spoke to Lin Yan about their trip to the capital.

"I'll go with you." Lin Yan said without even thinking.

Without further ado, they agreed to depart in three days and then parted ways.

Two days later, thinking about the departure the next day, Meng Yuan came to find Ying Rushi early, intending to have a pleasant time with the Third Miss before setting off.

"The sky is clear and bright, not yet past noon." Ying Rushi seemed to have already seen through Meng Yuan's thoughts. "How can someone like you accomplish great things?"

"Hu Qian is keeping watch outside, so no one will bother us." Meng Yuan had already slept with her for a night, and now there was no difference between them anymore.

"..." Ying Ru sighed, looking helpless. "I'll let you have your way one more time, but this is the last time."

(End of this chapter)