Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

The autumn day was desolate, and the autumn wind was bleak. The Qin family encountered a big problem.

Someone reported that Magistrate Qin of Shoushan County had a close relationship with an old Taoist priest named Yunsong who did not have a Taoist certificate, and that they even had private transactions.

This matter has reached the higher-ups.

This matter is neither a big deal nor a small one. If the late emperor were still alive, it wouldn't be a big deal, but it's happening at a sensitive time, attracting the attention of countless people.

There is a legal provision in the Yun Dynasty.

Any cultivator who establishes a sect within the dynasty must register their Daoist credentials and be managed by the imperial court.

However, this law does not apply at all times.

If a dynasty is at its peak, the reigning monarch will not care too much about the sects within the country, nor will he really control them too strictly, thus offending all cultivators in the world.

But at this time, the late emperor passed away and a new emperor ascended the throne.

The new ruler lacks the necessary understanding to maintain the dynasty's stability.

The court was filled with unease, surrounded by powerful sects on the outside and under the surveillance of the sects within the court.

At such a time, Magistrate Qin's close contact with a Taoist practitioner from a sect who did not possess a Taoist certificate would naturally be subject to questioning and investigation.

That day,

The entire Qin family was in chaos. People from above came to temporarily dismiss Magistrate Qin and temporarily seal up the Qin family residence. For a time, the entire Qin family was filled with fear.

The Qin family spent countless sums of money to pull strings and use connections.

That Daoist Yunsong was not a disciple of a major sect with grudges against the Chu Kingdom of Yunchao; he was just a reclusive old Daoist.

Magistrate Qin had only done a favor for Daoist Yun Song by receiving a pill from him. After an investigation, Magistrate Qin was released without charge and reinstated to his original position.

But this upheaval severely damaged the entire Qin family. Most of the servants and maids in the Qin household, fearing being implicated, took the initiative to sever ties with the Qin family when Magistrate Qin was detained.

The vast Qin Mansion had a sense of desolation, like the setting sun.

But the Qin family still has businesses; with proper adjustments, they might be able to recover.

But misfortune never comes singly. Magistrate Qin was already old and suffered a blow during this investigation, causing his hair to turn white overnight and his health to deteriorate further.

The following winter, the weather was freezing cold.

Magistrate Qin caught a cold, became seriously ill, and was on his deathbed.

Qin Zijun sat by the bedside, feeding her father her medicine.

Magistrate Qin was over sixty years old, but at this moment he looked emaciated and looked like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

He took a sip of his medicine, patted Qin Zijun's hand, and weakly shook his head: "Zijun, you don't need to waste money searching for those precious medicinal herbs anymore."

"Try to keep that money for yourself and don't waste it. I know my own body; I'm already at my limit and probably won't make it through this winter."

"Father." Qin Zijun held the medicine bowl, her head bowed.

Magistrate Qin comforted him, saying, "Even without this incident, Father wouldn't have lived more than a few years."

"My father has a physical ailment and was originally unable to have children, but he happened to save Daoist Yunsong."

"Master Yun Song is a cultivator who wanted to settle my karmic debts, so I asked him for some elixirs."

"Although the elixir can cure my illness, it requires sacrificing one's lifespan, as Daoist Yunsong truthfully told me."

"I was already quite old then, and I had no other desires, so I took the elixir, and that's how you came to be."

He gripped Qin Zijun's hand tightly: "After Father dies, the Qin family will be without a leader. You are still young and may be bullied."

"Don't touch the Qin family's businesses. Your father has left you a fortune that will be enough for you to live a worry-free life."

"Do you know whose fault it is that the Qin family has encountered this calamity?"

Qin Zijun slowly said, "It must be the Lu family, the prefect."

Magistrate Qin said, "You are naturally intelligent and indeed know the reason. So, how will you face the Lu family?"

"A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years," Qin Zijun said.

Magistrate Qin smiled with satisfaction: "Good, good, that's right. I was just afraid you'd be too straightforward and try to fight a losing battle."

"The Lu family is not a respectable family. You were right not to marry their daughter. The Lu family will surely face retribution in the future."

"Father... Father doesn't ask you to become the top scholar and bring glory to our ancestors, nor does he want you to seek revenge. As long as you... as long as you can live peacefully through this life, Father will be satisfied."

Magistrate Qin did not survive that winter night.

Qin Zijun, as the eldest son, buried his father.

As expected, after Magistrate Qin died, his relatives began to fight over the family property.

Qin Zijun obeyed the will, relinquished those businesses, and severed all ties.

He kept only the money his father had given him, dismissed the Qin family, and took only Wangshu and Aunt Wang with him. He bought a house in Shoushan County and lived alone.

He went from being the eldest son of the Qin family to an ordinary wealthy man with only the title of a scholar.

The residence was not large and could not compare to the wealth of the Qin family mansion.

Under the heavy snow, there was a feeling of "the white snow has fallen so cleanly".

"Aren't you leaving? If you want to leave, I'll give you a sum of money, enough for you to live a good life."

Qin Zijun stood in the courtyard. He suddenly turned around and said to Wang Shu, who was standing gracefully behind him.

Wang Shu was startled and at a loss for words: "You...you're going to kick me out? Or are you saying you can't afford to support me anymore?"

Qin Zijun chuckled: "You only eat a few ounces of rice a day, I can still afford to support you."

Wang Shu straightened her back and said, "Then I won't leave. If it weren't for me, who would take care of you?"

"But Aunt Wang is still here."

Qin Zijun smiled and said, "But if I can't afford to support you, you'll just leave?"

Wang Shu thought about it seriously for a long time: "If you can't support me, I can support you. You don't eat much rice a day."

"You? You want to support me?" Qin Zijun looked at her small frame with suspicion.

Wang Shu puffed out her breasts, feeling a surge of secret annoyance.

You are looking down on me, the Moon Goddess. I have regained some of my strength, though I am far from my peak. But raising a mortal like you is no problem.

When I regain my full strength, if you kneel down and beg me, I'll make you emperor!

Wang Shu was feeling smug when she frowned and said, "That Lu family is really wicked. Are you just going to put up with it like this?"

Wang Shu wanted to avenge Qin Zijun.

But she also knew her own limitations. If she were to use her strength, it would probably only cause Qin Zijun more trouble.

Qin Zijun didn't say anything. He just went back into the house, took out paper and pen, and started writing with ink.

"If the world deceives me, slanders me, insults me, laughs at me, belittles me, and despises me, how should I respond?"

"Just tolerate him, let him be, let him do as he pleases, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, and wait a few more years, then you'll see what becomes of him."

Wang Shu understood Qin Zijun's meaning.

That means enduring for a few years first, and then seeking revenge!

Hmph, that's more like it! I thought this little rascal was scared and chickened out!

She laughed and ran outside, leaving a row of cute footprints in the snow.

From afar, Wang Shu's voice could be heard calling out, "Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang, please teach me how to cook and how to wash clothes!"

"There won't be anyone to cook for him or do his laundry anymore. If I don't take care of the young master, he'll probably starve to death."

"I've experienced hunger before, I know what that feels like, it's so pitiful!"

Qin Zijun watched the little girl run away, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"I may not be able to be with you for long in this life, but I will help you and get back everything you have lost."

"I will make you, once again, the high and mighty moon goddess."

"This is the promise I, Qin Zijun, made to you."