There is a procedure for meeting the saint, and there are actually rules for leaving. Well, you have to say hello to the emperor. If you don’t keep it, you can leave.

The old monk is now at the stage of being "retained to guests" and has been summoned to the palace for three consecutive days.

Because he had not reported it, Yuan Xing was naturally not qualified to enter the palace. Thinking that the spring plowing in Xixin Temple had ended, he simply went back, so he solemnly bid farewell to the abbot of Xixin Temple, took back his luggage and Shanming, and then he stayed in the inn with peace of mind.

There is no trouble in the face of the saint, and he doesn't have to hide his identity. He can finally see his female disciple in the capital.

After inquiring all the way, I found the Jin Mansion. Not long after the concierge went in to report, Hong Qingyao's petite figure appeared in front of me. Compared with last year, the little girl was taller, and as she grew older, her appearance became much more beautiful.

"Grandpa Yang said that his master had already entered Beijing, but no matter how I asked, he just didn't tell me where you were. Have you really forgot me for so many times?" After the greeting, the first thing Hong Qingyao said to his master was a sour complaint.

Yuanxing smiled apologetically, but fortunately the little girl was not really angry and led Yuanxing into the mansion.

While walking, she asked about her master's condition. After all, when she was in Tianchan Temple, Yuanxing's image and situation seemed not good. After returning to Beijing, she was always worried about her master who was punished in the mountains.

Faced with his apprentice's concern, Yuanxing patiently answered every question.

As the two talked, they soon arrived at a small courtyard. Hong Qingyao waved impatiently and scolded the maid who served incense tea. She personally invited Yuanxing to her seat, and then served tea and snacks. She was so attentive.

Yuan Xing took it with a smile, but before he could take a sip of the tea, he suddenly asked, "How many books have you read?"

Hong Qingyao's expression froze slightly, she secretly glanced at the master, and said carefully: "Look, I've seen some."

"Yeah." Yuan Xing nodded: "Pick out the books and test you for your teacher." After a pause, his smile became brighter: "By the way, is there a ruler in the mansion?"

Hong Qingyao: “…”

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Perhaps out of compensation, after Jin Yuanzheng re-entered the court, even though he had a few more old men, he still loved Hong Qingyao in every way. As time went by, the little girl became more and more favored in this family, and her status naturally rose.

But in this way, except for Jin Yuanzheng and his wife, no one in the mansion can restrain Hong Qingyao.

No matter how sensible a child is, his self-control is not as good as an adult. He can still complete the homework arranged by Yuanxing at the beginning, but he will inevitably slack off after a long time.

Yuan Xing followed him into this mansion, and he saw the little girl's arrogant attitude towards the servants. This girl became arrogant.

After the exam, Hong Qingyao did do the academic program he arranged, but he just read it in a hurry. His attitude was really perfunctory and his martial arts were sparse and ordinary.

This won’t happen. If this continues, the younger apprentice will be no different from other wealthy girls.

Since Yuan Xing accepted this female disciple, he naturally had to teach him with all his heart.

Fortunately, he has a wide range of knowledge now and has taught books. After a moment of pondering, he has a plan.

The ruler that Hong Qingyao took was not used, and she didn't lose her temper. She told her to go to the inn to find her every day in the future, so she left alone.

For some time after that, the old monk did not have to go to the palace to meet the saint every day, but he was still not allowed to leave the capital.

In this way, the fellow disciples and other brothers could only be with them in the inn, because they had to wait for the will at any time and could not go anywhere in the capital. Only when Yuanxing found something to do, he was a believer.

Hong Qingyao receives daily teaching, learns literature in the morning, and practices martial arts in the afternoon.

She learned pretty well with the urge to be destined to move.

After a few days of this, Yuanxing saw that she had gradually adapted and began to plan the next step.

Early that morning, Hong Qingyao brought two guards to the inn as usual.

However, Yuanxing did not teach the class immediately, but took a small-sized plain robe and cloth shoes from the house and asked her to change it first.

Hong Qingyao entered the house as instructed, and after she came out, she even put her hair on a bun, looking like a boy.

Yuan Xing looked her up and down, nodded with satisfaction, then took out a letter and handed it to the guards of Jin's mansion: "Your lady will go out with me these days, so you don't follow me, send this letter back."

The guard looked at Hong Qingyao first, and then nodded before saying goodbye to her.

"Master, where are we going?" Hong Qingyao's face was full of excitement.

Yuan Xing first took two hats, handed them to his disciple, and wore them one by himself, then laughed and said, "Since you worship me as a monk, even if you are a Buddhist disciple, you have to do something." He paused at this point, and he looked at his disciple, his tone became stronger: "Starting today, I will take you to travel and beg for alms for you."

"Ah?" Hong Qingyao's expression changed, but she was a teacher for life and a father for one day. She was unwilling to do so, so she could only listen to Yuanxing's words.

So, Yuan Xing led a woman to disguise her apprentice and began her short-term travel career.

Follow the official road westward and move aimlessly. At noon, you will go to the villages and towns you pass by to beg for alms and beg for food.

Compared to the habit of fate, Hong Qingyao was quite confused at the beginning. It doesn’t matter if he walks. After all, if they practice martial arts, they don’t walk fast and don’t feel tired.

It is a completely different story to beg for alms and beg for food.

She followed Yuanxing slowly and begged for food from house to house. You should know that on the way to beg for alms, you will encounter any kind of people. If you are kind, you will naturally give food. If you meet a arrogant person, you will also be insulted and scolded.

As a master, she felt calm and had a look of peace. On several occasions, her lungs were almost blown up, and she planned to teach the other party a lesson, but she was also grabbed by a big hand.

"This is practice." The master said four words as a warning, and she could only endure it.

That's all. Although the situation in Dayong was stable at this time, most of the people's lives were still difficult, and the food they were coming was hard to describe. The steamed buns were mixed with unknown roots and stems, and the bran in the cakes had not been cleaned.

No matter what food was coming, the master and apprentice all shared half of it. Hong Qingyao was born in a wealthy and favourable food, so she had never eaten such crude food. On the first day, the little girl felt that the thing was suffocating, and threw the steamed buns that had eaten two bites away in anger.

Yuan Xing silently finished eating his portion before he stood up and picked up the dirty steamed buns, blowing off the dust on it, and swallowing it regardless of the dirty bites.

Hong Qingyao looked at her in amazement, while Yuanxing did not scold her at all, and her attitude was still amiable. She told her many worldly principles along the way, but she was hungry, allowing her to play tricks, beg for her, and ignore her proposal to buy food.

So on the third day, the food I was looking for was not bad.

The habit of living is much more generous. Although most of the time living in the open air, it will squeeze under other people's houses to spend the night when it rains.

But she still lives in an inn every two days, so she doesn't have to worry about her body becoming smelly.

In this way, the master and apprentice surrounded the capital for most of the time before returning to the city.

Hong Qingyao, who is a simple man, didn’t know that the original plan to travel this time was only three days, but why did it take half a month to return? Cough!
Chapter completed!