The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 127

The Master of Taoist Siqing was a highly respected Taoist, but Taoist Siqing was determined to dominate the Taoist sect, make Changxi Temple the pinnacle of the Taoist sect, suppress those Taoist temples with the same status as Changxi Temple, and vent his anger. In the early years, when his master was still alive, Taoist Siqing was very afraid of him and dared not do anything. Later, when his master passed away, Taoist Siqing became arrogant and began to recruit disciples widely, hoping to teach a few disciples who suited his heart. The master and the disciples worked together for their ideals.

He thought that his wish would be fulfilled in no time, but he didn’t expect that, after so many years, he had accepted a lot of disciples, but all of them were not competitive, not fighting, but were quiet. Every one of them had already entered old age before entering middle age. They were a group of authentic Taoists, which really disappointed the domineering Taoist Siqing.

The several disciples he had carefully trained all went in the opposite direction of his ideal. Taoist Siqing was frustrated again and again, and he became a little discouraged. He did not accept any more disciples for many years. When Mei Zhuyu was sent to Changxi Temple by his father, Taoist Siqing agreed to teach the child because of his early kindness. He originally just taught casually and did not take it too seriously. Anyway, according to the agreement, Mei Zhuyu would go down the mountain sooner or later and could not stay there as a Taoist priest forever.

But Taoist Siqing did not expect that the child who he taught casually would have such good talent, and unlike his senior brothers, this disciple, who he gave the name Guyu, behaved in a way that suited his taste. When the disciples were disobedient, Guyu’s senior brothers said, “Forget it, let it go,” but that child had a cold face and beat them without saying a word.

After a few years, not only his disciples, but even his fellow apprentices were a little afraid of him. That little guy had been ruthless and impartial since he was a child, and he had his own rules and regulations in his heart. If anyone violated them, he would not be polite to anyone, including him as their master.

The Taoist priest Siqing liked him more and more. When he accepted him as his youngest disciple, he was very happy and thought that maybe he could get what he wanted this time. However, reality gave him a slap in the face.

Although that young disciple was quiet, he was indeed a domineering person at heart. It was a pity that he didn’t have the ambition to dominate the Taoist sect. Not only that, he also learnt from his senior brothers to persuade him. In fact, this young disciple’s “persuasion” was not like the other disciples’ earnest and soft persuasion. When the young disciple persuaded people, it could cause backaches at the least and broken limbs at the worst. Taoist Siqing felt very bitter.

The only person that Taoist Siqing was afraid of was his young disciple Guyu, besides his master who died a few years ago. Because in some ways, his young disciple and his master were very similar, and the older they got, the more similar they became. As a result, every time Taoist Siqing saw him, he couldn’t help but recall the days when he was severely taught by his master when he first came to Changxi Temple, and he shuddered in his heart.

Taoist Siqing was afraid of this disciple, but at the same time, he was extremely satisfied. He even wanted to break the contract and keep him in Changxi Temple to inherit the position of the Temple Master in the future. However, Mei Zhuyu followed his father’s will and finally went down the mountain. Taoist Siqing was angry and annoyed. When Mei Zhuyu went down the mountain, he stood at the entrance of the temple with his hands on his waist and shouted that if he had the ability, he should not come back in the future and he was no longer a disciple of Changxi Temple. His voice echoed throughout the mountain. Unfortunately, Mei Zhuyu was determined and did not even look at him. He said goodbye to his brothers and nephews and went down the mountain calmly.

As expected, he never came back after that, but occasionally asked someone to send him a letter to inform him of his recent situation. Taoist Siqing was sad that no one would inherit his great cause, but he also felt sorry for this little disciple, and his mood was extremely complicated.

That complicated feeling had continued until then. Seeing his little disciple appear in front of him again as usual, Taoist Siqing was not angry as he had imagined, but… felt guilty.

“Master.” Mei Zhuyu walked into the room and stared at Taoist Siqing for a while, until a layer of white sweat broke out on his back. Without waiting for Taoist Siqing to say anything, Mei Zhuyu greeted the senior brothers who had not seen him for a long time in the room one by one.

The eldest brother with a white beard looked at him with relief, “I’m glad you’re okay.”

The slightly plump senior brother with a kind smile said, “I noticed that you have gained some weight since you came back this time. It seems that you are doing well in Chang’an. Everyone was worried that you have lived in the mountains for too long and would not be used to such a lively place.”

Mei Zhuyu: “Thank you for the care, brothers.”

His attitude towards his fellow senior brothers was much better than that towards his master. Because he was young and had arrived at Changxi Temple at a young age, the older fellow senior brothers and nephews treated him like their own sons and grandsons.

Seeing them talking in such a harmonious atmosphere, Taoist Siqing muttered to himself that he was really an unfilial son because he hadn’t seen his master for such a long time and didn’t even say a few words of comfort.

At this time, a quieter brother suddenly asked Mei Zhuyu, “What happened before? Do you know who was in your body?”

As soon as these words came out, all the brothers looked at Mei Zhuyu and waited for his answer. Taoist Siqing also pricked up his ears. Because everyone stared at him without blinking, they clearly saw that this usually cold brother suddenly softened his expression and a gentle light appeared in his eyes. He said, “That’s my wife, her name is Wu Zhen, she is from Chang’an.”

Several fellow brothers were surprised at first because of his expression, and then they smiled with relief. It turned out that she was really his wife. It seemed that the young fellow liked her very much. As long as he liked her, that was good.

Thinking of it, and recalling that the Master had tied her up and locked her in the room before, several brothers couldn’t help but look at their master. That was the first time she came to visit, and although the situation was a bit strange, she was still the wife of their junior brother, but she was tied up. This was too rude no matter how one looked at it.

Taoist Master Siqing noticed these gazes, his face furrowed, and his voice was dignified, “Didn’t I tell you that you should be cautious in your actions? How can you just believe what others say? Besides, I didn’t do anything. I made sure she had enough food to eat, and I didn’t beat or scold her.” Although he said so, he felt uneasy in his heart.

Once a teacher, always a father. So, Mei Zhuyu’s wife was his daughter-in-law. It seems not so good to tie her up the first time she came to his house. Didn’t that damage his face as an elder?

Taoist Siqing thought about his disciple’s past behavior and was a little worried that he would betray his master and ancestors and come to beat him up, but he didn’t. He just suddenly said, “The food in the temple is too spicy. She may not like it.”