The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

After hearing their master's words, the resentment and grievances in the eyes of the Taoist priests vanished, replaced by a burning determination.

"Master, what should we do next?" Qingchan stepped forward, looking intently at Daoist Xuanxing with great anticipation.

Qing Wu, his face full of shame, bowed and echoed, "Master, please give your orders, and we disciples will certainly do as you say!"

Seeing this, Master Xuanxing nodded with satisfaction:

"The nation's lifeline is its people's lifeline. My divination tells me that those villains have already made their move. As far as I know, the Qi family patriarch is currently in a coma, and the Fu family's younger generation, Fu Moxuan, has suffered a severe leg injury that many doctors are unable to treat!"

"Master, are you suspecting that both Old Master Qi and Fu Moxuan were victims of evil schemes?" Qingchan asked, her brows furrowed.

"Indeed," Master Xuanxing said in a deep voice. "In recent years, many of the nation's pillars of talent have been dispersed and sent to various places, and many have been unable to endure the hardships..."

As he spoke, his expression grew increasingly grave. He sighed softly and continued,

"The foundation of a nation lies in two things: the fortunes of its mountains and rivers, and the talents of its pillars. These people are proficient in all walks of life, capable of stabilizing the country and benefiting the people; they are the most solid pillars of the nation. But those petty people, unable to directly shake the foundation of the nation, have devised this insidious scheme—both harming the pillars and targeting several powerful families in the capital, attempting to gradually undermine the support of the nation!"

"These people are really despicable!" Qingwu said through gritted teeth.

The Taoist priests were also filled with righteous indignation; the frustration of being forced into seclusion had long been replaced by a sense of mission to protect their homeland.

"Master, what should we do?"

"Yes, Master! We disciples are getting bored to death! Whatever you say we need to do, I'll be the first to go!"

......

Master Xuanxing had planned this all along. His gaze swept over the disciples, and he first looked at Qingchan:

"Qingchan, you must set off for Beijing immediately to investigate the specific situation of Old Master Qi."

After speaking, he looked at his second apprentice, Qingxian:

"Qingxian, you should also go to Beijing and check on Fu Moxuan's injuries. See if they can be treated!"

Then he looked at the other disciples:

"You will divide the work and protect the heads of the other families in the capital and their outstanding young talents. Since those villains have already made a move against the Qi and Fu families, they will never stop there. Other influential families in the capital will inevitably be their targets as well."

Remember, do not reveal your identities rashly; simply observe secretly. If you discover any unusual activity, first stabilize the situation, then immediately send a message to me!

"Yes, disciples obey!" the disciples replied in unison, their eyes filled with excitement, their pent-up passion finally finding an outlet after years of suppression.

After seeing his disciples leave, Master Xuanxing sighed. He hoped that this crisis would pass quickly, because China could not afford another upheaval.

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Shandong Province, Qing City

Jiang Muyan visited the supply and marketing cooperative and the department store, purchasing all the clothes and daily necessities she needed for her trip to the countryside. She also spent most of her travel vouchers, which were restricted to certain areas, because she wouldn't be able to use them even after arriving in Heilongjiang Province.

She still had a local industrial ration coupon, and after much deliberation, she bought an iron pot. She thought that if she had the chance, she could cook for herself in the rural area. After all, she still had plenty of rice, flour, cooking oil, and snacks in her sack; living separately would be ideal.

After buying everything, Jiang Muyan found a secluded corner and quietly put the items into her storage bag with a flick of her finger.

A wave of hunger washed over her, and she belatedly realized that she hadn't eaten breakfast that morning. So she turned around and went into the state-run restaurant on the corner of the street to buy some meat buns. She ate two of them on the spot while they were still hot to fill her stomach, and put the rest into her bag, intending to save them as rations on the train.

After filling her stomach and carefully checking her inventory to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything, Jiang Muyan slowly walked towards the neighborhood office.

When I arrived at the subdistrict office, there was a staff member I didn't recognize.

Upon seeing Jiang Muyan, the staff member asked her kindly:

"Young lady, are you here to sign up as a sent-down youth in the countryside?"

Jiang Muyan shook her head and replied with a smile:

"Comrade, I registered yesterday, and I'm here today to pick up my letter of introduction."

The staff member was stunned for a moment, then realized that this group of educated youth was to gather and depart tomorrow. This young girl was in a hurry, but she could have waited for the next batch to sign up instead of rushing.

Although she was curious, she didn't ask any more questions and immediately turned around to look for Jiang Muyan's file folder in the filing cabinet.

The document bag was quickly found. The staff member took out a letter of introduction stamped with a bright red seal, checked the information word by word, and only handed it to Jiang Muyan after confirming it was correct.

"Please double-check the information. If your name and the location you're going to are correct, then sign here."

As she spoke, she pointed to the blank space at the end of the letter of introduction, then took a pen from the pen holder and handed it over.

Jiang Muyan carefully reviewed the document and, after confirming that everything was correct, signed her name.

The staff member took the letter of introduction, checked the signature again, and after confirming that there were no problems, pulled out a slip of paper from the drawer and instructed:

"Here's the time and place for tomorrow's meeting—meet at 7:00 AM at the county bus station entrance. Don't be late. You'll all be taking a bus together to the city's train station. Once you arrive at your destination in the countryside, local comrades will be there to meet you."

"Okay, thank you, comrade." Jiang Muyan took the note and letter of introduction and carefully put them into her cloth bag.

She just bought this cloth bag today. It's made of coarse indigo fabric with a few simple and elegant plum blossom patterns sewn on it. It's sturdy and durable, and exudes a strong sense of history.

With all the formalities completed, Jiang Muyan turned to leave. She had only taken two steps when she heard a shout from across the street, filled with urgency and surprise:

"Little girl! Wait! Great, we've finally made it!"

Jiang Muyan looked up at the sound and saw Zhang Qiuyan, whom she had met yesterday, riding a 28-inch bicycle and hurrying over from the opposite side.

Zhang Qiuyan parked her car at the entrance of the office, then quickly walked to Jiang Muyan's side, grabbed her arm, her voice full of gratitude, and her eyes slightly red:

"Young lady, thank you so much yesterday! If it weren't for you, I... I don't know what would have happened to my son!"

She arrived so late because after her son woke up last night, she was busy taking care of him and dealing with other chores.

Today, I originally planned to confront the students who bullied my son, but when I thought about how Jiang Muyan needed to get her letter of introduction today and was leaving for the educated youth settlement tomorrow, I made sure my husband stayed home to look after our son while I rushed over to find Jiang Muyan.

"It's alright. Since I've met you, it means we're destined to meet."

Zhang Qiuyan looked around, then pulled Jiang Muyan to a relatively quiet corner next to the office. She then pulled a stack of brand-new ten-yuan bills from her pocket and shoved them into Jiang Muyan's hand without a word.

"Young lady, don't think it's too little. I've heard that people in your line of work are very particular about cause and effect. Take this hundred yuan; consider it some travel money for your trip to the countryside, to buy some food and supplies!"

As Zhang Qiuyan spoke, she stuffed ten brand-new ten-yuan bills into Jiang Muyan's hand.

In the past, she would never have spent a hundred yuan to have her fortune told. But after her son's incident, having personally witnessed Jiang Muyan's power, and considering that her son's safety was entirely due to Jiang Muyan, she felt that the money was well spent, and even felt somewhat indebted.

Seeing this, Jiang Muyan pulled out two bills from the ten-yuan notes, a faint smile on her face: "These are enough!"