Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Then they helped the two gentlemen back home.

"Oh dear, how did you get so drunk that you're completely passed out?!"

Seeing Zhao's father being helped back by a servant behind Jingming, Zhao's mother greeted him with a worried expression.

Judging from her clothes, Zhao's mother, who always goes to bed early, hasn't gone to bed yet.

"Mother, is there something you need to wait for Father to return for?"

Seeing Zhao's mother waving her handkerchief with a worried expression, Jingming couldn't help but ask her what was wrong.

"Tonight, when I was offering incense to the Bodhisattva to bless you and your son, for some reason, the incense went out halfway through."

"Oh dear, I was so worried."

"If Xiao Cui hadn't gone to check on you and your son and found you were alright, I would have collapsed."

"I'm worried," Zhao's mother said.

“Mother, I already told you not to buy that Wang Mazi incense.”

“Look, this kind of person can even fake the incense and candles offered to the Bodhisattva.”

"Who knows, they might get their comeuppance someday!"

To appease Zhao's mother, Jingming directly cursed at Wang Mazi, the incense seller.

"But all these years I've been buying incense from Wang Mazi."

"You were all obtained from the Bodhisattva."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Zhao's mother spoke with surprise and uncertainty.

"Hmph, I learned a phrase from you, sir: 'times change.'"

"This Wang Mazi might be taking advantage of my mother's kindness to pass off inferior goods as superior ones."

"I'm taking Li Gou Dan to settle the score with him tomorrow!"

Jingming snorted and then helped Zhao's mother back to her room.

At this moment, a servant brought over a bowl of hangover soup.

Under his mother's care, Zhao's father finished the entire bowl of hangover soup.

His dazed expression also improved.

"Is Father planning to leave home to do business these days?"

Watching Zhao's mother leave with the bowl, Jingming waited a moment before speaking.

"Ah, I did consider going out again in a few days."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Zhao's father nodded and then spoke.

Why did you ask that?

"Because I'm here at home, there won't be any disasters."

Jingming shook his head and said firmly.

When does Father plan to leave?

Then Jingming spoke again.

"the day after tomorrow."

"After all, both the goods and the people need time to prepare."

Upon hearing Jingming's earlier words, Zhao's father couldn't help but smile.

Then he recalled the scene of the courtyard filled with fragrance and the hall filled with red light that Jingming had witnessed before, and nodded in agreement.

Master Shuiyun once said that this child is a blessed person.

“I’m going with my father on this business trip.”

Jingming plopped down on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhao's father sitting against the headboard.

"You're going with me?"

"Doing business is very tough. You have to endure wind and rain all the way. I'm afraid I can't handle a child like you."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Zhao's father looked Jingming up and down before speaking.

Jingming, with his scholarly air, didn't seem like someone who could endure long journeys.

Even if he could, he wouldn't take Jingming, a child under six years old, with him and let him live a life of hardship.

"If I tell my mother what happened today, I'm afraid my father won't be able to leave."

Jingming nodded, then raised his eyebrows and said to Zhao's father.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao were very loving; otherwise, they wouldn't have set up a special incense hall at home to burn incense, pray to Buddha, and pray for Mr. Zhao's safety.

You can't tell your mother about this.

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Zhao's father quickly replied.

Knowing his wife as he did, he knew that after learning about this, he would not only be unable to go out, but would also have to go through a series of unnecessary rituals.

Then she had to kneel in the Buddhist hall every day to chant scriptures and pray.

This is not what he wants to see.

"Then, Father, shall you take me with you?"

"I'm not Li Gou Dan, I won't cause trouble."

Jingming nodded, then spoke.

“I’m afraid your mother won’t agree to this.”

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Zhao's father nodded, then shook his head and said...

"So, if Mother agrees, I'll go on a trip with you?"

Jingming smiled and said to Zhao's father.

"What do you mean I need to agree?"

Zhao's mother's voice came from outside the door, carrying a basin containing some toiletries.

"Take a shower before you go to sleep. You smell like alcohol, it's awful."

As she spoke, Zhao's mother carried the washbasin behind a screen.

The maid then poured the hot water in.

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 20: Departure, Farewell

“My father said he would take me to visit a traveling merchant family so that I could broaden my horizons.”

Upon hearing Zhao's mother's question, Jingming sat on the edge of the bed, kicking his legs and laughing as he spoke.

"See the world?"

"There's chaos and war outside right now, I'm terribly worried about you going out, an adult like you."

"Are you going to take Zhuzi out for a stroll again?"

After hearing Jingming's words, Zhao's mother immediately began to sob softly.

“Mother, there’s actually not much danger. We’ll follow the Sanyi Gate route.”

Seeing Zhao's mother wiping away tears with a handkerchief, Jingming actually walked over from the bed, gently tugged at Zhao's mother's sleeve, and shook it.

"Nowhere will do. If something happens to you two, how am I, a mere woman, supposed to live?"

Zhao's mother shook her head, directly rejecting Jingming's suggestion.

"Mother, shall we go and ask Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

"Let's see if the Bodhisattva will agree?"

Jingming blinked, then spoke.

"Moreover, the teacher said that it is better to travel ten thousand miles than to read ten thousand books."

“My father will send me abroad to study in the future. That place is even farther away, and my father and mother will be even less able to stay by my side all the time.”

Seeing that Zhao's mother had stopped sobbing, Jingming continued.

"Can't we just let go of this damn foreign currency?"

"The wealth your father has accumulated over the years is enough for our family to live a carefree life for the rest of our lives."

Zhao's mother squatted down and stroked Jingming's cheek as she spoke.

"What do you know, you woman?!"

"If it benefits the nation, I will risk my life; how could I avoid it because of personal fortune or misfortune!"