From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 63 Princess
Listening to the sound of the river, Meng Yuan came to the foot of the hill and saw the ancient stone steps winding upward.

There was an old Taoist priest in his seventies or eighties, leading a middle-aged Taoist priest in his forties. The former was holding a whisk, and the latter was holding a jade bottle, and they were greeting at the bottom of the steps.

Meng Yuan saw clearly that this old Taoist priest was the one who told his fortune!
At that time, the old Taoist priest was defrauding passers-by near Zuiyue Tower. Meng Yuan was caught by him and had no choice but to ask him to calculate whether the mission of finding Sister Hua would be successful. The old Taoist priest fooled around with a few words and paid with a can of tea himself.

Meng Yuan remembered that the old Taoist priest complained that a distinguished guest was coming to visit him but he had no money to entertain him, so he could only sacrifice his reputation and come out to earn some miserable money.

Now it seems that the distinguished guest is actually the princess.

The old Taoist priest knew a noble lady like the princess, but he was still content with his poverty and did not ask the princess for money. It can be seen that there is something different about him.

Nie Yannian helped Meng Yuan dismount, but there was no Taoist boy to take the reins, which looked really shabby.

"Old Immortal Master!" Nie Yannian smiled and bowed. He and Meng Yuan stood on either side of the steps, waiting for the carriage behind.

Meng Yuan stared at the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest was very kind and stared at Dugu Kang with a smile.

Dugu Kang came closer, behaved politely, but he had lost his poetic inspiration. He bowed to the old Taoist priest in a listless manner, and he looked a little scared.

"How many bowls of rice do you eat a day now?" the old Taoist asked Dugu Kang.

"Three bowls." Dugu Kang replied.

"If your heart is not at peace, you won't be able to eat well." The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled.

Dugu Kang lowered his head and dared not say a word.

Soon a carriage drove up from behind and slowly stopped.

Xunmei got off first, and then saw a woman getting off the carriage.

The woman was wearing a waist-length skirt with embroidered patterns on the collar and cuffs, which was very delicate.

The skirt is long and the hem is slightly wide, fluttering as she walks.

There are two hairpins in her bun and a thin and long silk shawl on her body. It looks even more elegant when blown by the spring breeze.

Xiangling's head wrap with floral patterns and a small bag on her back were only for country women going out, and were fake fashion. This was the proper attire for a noblewoman to wear when traveling, which was both elegant and convenient for travel.

The woman was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. Although she was dressed elegantly, her beauty could not be concealed, and she gave off an air of grace and inviolability.

Suddenly, all the red flowers and green grass became mere background.

Listening to the sound of the river from afar, I felt that this person was a fairy floating on the water.

Meng Yuan held the long knife in his hand. He cut the testicles for a long time and played with the knife for a long time. Finally, he knew who it was for.

But at this moment, Meng Yuan looked straight ahead, dignified and majestic.

"Junior sister."

"Uncle Master."

Two Taoists performed a Taoist ceremony.

"Brother, nephew." The princess returned the greeting with a smile, her voice calm.

The old Taoist priest and the princess went up the steps side by side, followed by the middle-aged Taoist priest and Dugu Kang, and behind them came Xunmei and the female guards.

Nie Yannian took Meng Yuan and walked along both sides of the stairs, going up first.

The steps are old and weathered, and still covered with moss, which shows that this shabby place is seldom visited and not very popular.

After walking a few steps, without the cover of trees, I saw the temple gate with the words "Chongxu Temple" on it.

The princess followed the old Taoist priest into the Chongxu Temple. She did not stop in the main hall, but went three steps inside and came to a quiet courtyard.

There are pine trees and phoenix trees in the courtyard, which are already shady with green leaves. Under the phoenix trees there are bamboo tables and benches, as well as a tea stove.

The old Taoist priest asked the princess to sit down and made tea for her personally.

Meng Yuan could see clearly that the teapot was clearly given by him! "A hundred years makes a person old, a thousand years makes a person taller." The princess looked at the pine tree and sighed with a smile, "Brother, you and I are both old."

"You are only in your twenties, in the prime of life. I haven't said you are old yet, why do you say that?" The old Taoist priest held the whisk under his arm and poured tea for the princess.

The princess smiled slightly, and Xunmei and the others withdrew. The old Taoist's disciple also came out of the yard.

"Stand guard at the door. If anything goes wrong, you can go home and pack your bedding!" When Nie Yannian saw Xunmei coming out, he immediately put on a stern face.

"I won't stop until I die!" Meng Yuan pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, looking like he was ready to die.

"Uncle Nie, the more you scare him, the more likely it is that something will go wrong." Xunmei spoke up to help.

"That's right." Dugu Kang also had something to say, "Don't scare people silly."

The middle-aged Taoist priest bowed to everyone in a friendly manner and said with a smile: "I will go and prepare meals for you."

Meng Yuan was speechless. All the way into the Chongxu Temple, there was no one else except the old Taoist master and his apprentice. Now, the old Taoist's apprentice had to prepare the meal himself.

"Keep an eye on this place." Nie Yannian gave another instruction and walked to the back of the yard with the other guards.

Meng Yuan stood at the door, waiting and waiting, until after noon, the princess and the old Taoist priest had not finished their conversation.

Glancing sideways, I saw the two of them sitting on bamboo stools, chatting in front of the tea stove, but I had no idea what they were talking about.

After changing shifts and having lunch, it was past mid-afternoon when the old Taoist priest finally finished his talk and was escorted out by the princess.

"Don't worry about the journey, the wind will come." The old Taoist priest held his whisk and smiled kindly, without any annoying look of someone who wanted to tell fortunes. "Junior sister, please rest here for a few days and recuperate."

"Thank you, senior brother." The princess bowed.

After the old Taoist priest left, the princess looked back at the sycamore tree in the courtyard and remained silent for a long time.

"Third Miss." Nie Yannian took a step forward and did not address her as Princess.

The princess turned around, looked at Nie Yannian, and said with a smile, "Brother Nie." She respected those who had fought for their lives with her brother.

"I don't deserve it." Nie Yannian smiled and clasped his fists, saying, "Miss Third, you asked me to take care of that group of kids. Except for the little girl Hu, none of them has any future."

He pulled Meng Yuan over and continued, "This kid is barely okay. I'll let him guard outside the Third Miss's courtyard. If there's anything, you can look for him."

Meng Yuan immediately bowed and said, "I am Meng Yuan, and I am willing to go through fire and water for the Third Miss!"

"Raise your head." The princess said.

Meng Yuan raised his head and looked at the princess. He felt that it was a shame for this person to be a princess. This face that represented peace and prosperity should be used by the mother of a country.

But the moment their eyes met, Meng Yuan felt that there was a light in the princess' eyes that was different from others.

He is not like Xunmei, a gentleman who is upright and upright, whose preferences can be seen at a glance. He is not like Jiang Tang, who is simple but has little thoughts, nor is he like Hu Qian, who pretends to be cold.

Before Meng Yuan met the princess, he only heard about her and thought she should be a dignified elder who sympathized with the poor and the weak.

After listening to what Nie Yannian and others said, and knowing that the princess was beautiful and loved reading, Meng Yuan felt that the princess was a person with innate wisdom and talent.

But now when they met eyes, Meng Yuan felt that the princess' eyes were bright and deep. She was dignified and generous, but also seemed to have seen the world and even had a bit of cunning.

Just like now, Master Nie asked himself to show his face in front of the princess. Although he didn't say anything else, the princess already knew what was going on.

"It looks like he's not easy to serve." Meng Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

"He looks like he can do things." The princess looked at Meng Yuan and smiled at Nie Yannian, "He's a good candidate."

Nie Yannian immediately bowed again.

The princess nodded and smiled without saying much, and went back to the courtyard. Xunmei immediately followed her and then closed the courtyard door.

(End of this chapter)