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In ancient times when family values ​​were very important, this idea of ​​Magistrate Song made Yuan Xi look a bit suspicious.

He had thought about giving him some benefits, such as the elixirs he refined, talismans, etc., but he didn't expect that his father would not want anything and would help him hide it.

From then on, Yuan Xi's time became free and he no longer had to read the imperial examination books. However, it was still inconvenient to have many people at home. He wanted to live alone in a Taoist temple on the mountain. After discussing with his father, the head of the family provided cover, and everything went smoothly.

Even this Taoist temple was repaired by Magistrate Song with the help of someone else. Of course, Yuan Xi paid for it himself and did not use his father's scarce private money.

Magistrate Song was not happy at first. How much money the child could have had to be decided by him.

This confidence completely disappeared after Yuan Xi threw out a box of gold.

Magistrate Song silently hid his poor private money again, "Son, tell me honestly, where did this come from?"

Before Yuan Xi could explain, Magistrate Song thought for himself, "Could it be that turning stone into gold?"

Seeing his father's expression of wanting to see a live performance, Yuan Xi quickly explained: "No, these are all fished from the lake."

"Qianye Lake?" Magistrate Song's mind was spinning quickly, and he suddenly thought, "It turns out that Qianye Lake really has treasures."

"Yes, there is. It's buried quite deep under the water. Most people really can't get it." Anyway, he took them all away, and Yuan Xi didn't mind telling his biological father. Not to mention, he could just give them all away. He really has no shortage of gold and silver.

Thinking so, Yuan Xi also asked the same question. As a result, County Magistrate Song refused as soon as he heard it, "What you caught is yours, and there are so many things, and there is no place for me to put them. If the news leaks out, the trouble will be big. It concerns the previous dynasty, and I estimate that His Majesty will personally Ask."

Magistrate Song is self-aware of himself. You can tell what his abilities are from the moment he became the magistrate of Lu'an County and never moved away. He didn't think he had the ability to handle this batch of treasures. As for telling his elder brother, Magistrate Song gave up after a few seconds.

After all, their families are separated, and their relationship is actually just okay. In terms of how close they are, one legitimate son and one bastard can't be as close as each other.

That is to say, the relationship between the younger generation is better now, and that is because the sons he gave birth to are outstanding. Magistrate Song is very proud of these children. He has no ability, but he has a son.

Thinking that his eldest brother was always jealous of how many good sons he had, Magistrate Song was so happy that his tail was raised. Now that his younger son has become a successful monk, in the future, hehehehe.

Yuan Xi:? ? ?

He was baffled when he saw his biological father suddenly smiling obscenely.

Perhaps it was because Yuan Xi's eyes were too direct that Magistrate Song realized that he had lost his composure in front of his son, and the next second he turned against him and mercilessly drove him out of the study.

With a large amount of money to spend, Magistrate Song also did his best, starting from the road at the foot of the mountain with bluestone paving, all the way to the entrance of the Taoist temple. As for the repair of the Taoist temple, he followed Yuan Xi's suggestion and renovated all the inner buildings. The outer wall was very strong, so he only repaired it.

In short, it is very simple. Looking at the patchwork exterior wall, you can feel a heavy sense of history coming to your face, which is inexplicably shocking.

After the Taoist temple was built, the box of gold given by Yuan Xi was not spent. The rest was naturally left unceremoniously by Magistrate Song and became his private money.

He can't handle a lot of treasure, but he can still handle this little gold.

Under the cover of the county magistrate, Yuan Xi often stayed at the Taoist temple after completing his cultivation, sometimes for a few days, sometimes for more than ten days, or even a month or two.

As his personal servant, Qingzhu naturally followed him up the mountain to live in a Taoist temple.

Yuan Xi didn't explain anything specifically to him, and Qingzhu never asked.

Just do your own thing quietly.

Yuan Xi admired this very much.

One day, on a whim, I used the dust removal technique in the yard. Looking at the instantly clean floor, where dust and fallen leaves were piled together, Yuan Xi nodded to Qingzhu who was sweeping the floor, and passed by in a dazed manner.

The petrified Qingzhu was left, holding a broom at a loss.

"This should be an immortal spell. Has the young master become an immortal?"

He only knew that the young master wanted to practice Taoism and become a Taoist priest, but he did not expect that the young master had already accomplished something and secretly became an immortal.

Although the Taoist temple is small, it is quite tiring to clean it up by one person. Yuan Xi does not want Qingzhu to do all the cleaning work all day long, so he gives Qingzhu a few dust-removing charms he drew before, as long as he can tear them apart without requiring magic activation. There are also some weird talismans that I drew before. The breeze talisman can blow out a cool breeze, the water ball talisman can send out a water ball as big as a fist, and other such useless talismans.

Of course, this is what Yuan Xi thought. In the eyes of Song County Magistrate and Qingzhu, these talismans were very magical, and the two of them divided up these talismans that Yuan Xi thought were useless. Magistrate Song used his power to take away two-thirds, and the remaining one-third belonged to Qingzhu.

Qingzhu: What can we do? That's the young master's biological father, dear.

Turning around, I thought that the only person who could always be with the young master was him, his personal servant. Even his own father could only come to the Taoist temple occasionally.

After feeling secretly proud for a while, Qingzhu worked harder and harder, vowing to become the most proud person around the young master, and no one else could try to squeeze him out.

Yuan Xi didn't know the inside story. He just felt that Qingzhu was becoming more and more thoughtful, as if he was using mind-reading skills on him. Therefore, Yuan Xi safely left all the trivial matters of the Taoist temple to Qingzhu, and he only needed to practice with peace of mind.

The longer Yuan Xi stayed at the Taoist Temple, the less time he spent at home. Not to mention other people, Magistrate Song had to spend a lot of time comforting Aunt Yun alone. Every time he tried to deal with his son's aftermath, he was a little overwhelmed by all the excuses he could think of. This time, I also had an idea and came up with a study tour, which perfectly solved the problem of Yuan Xi not returning for a year. County Magistrate Song even forged Yuan Xi's handwriting to write a letter every month, pretending to be sent back by him. Extremely considerate.

"Here, take a good look at these letters. They are all sent by you." Magistrate Song took out a dozen letters and put them on the table.

"Did I send it?" Yuan Xi opened the letter and suddenly realized, "Dad, you also forged my handwriting and wrote home. As expected, you are rigorous and thoughtful, and your son admires it very much."

Magistrate Song was very proud and accepted his son's praise calmly.

Yuan Xi picked up the letters and read them one by one very quickly.

"Let me see where I have been this year? I have visited the three northern states, Youzhou, Hanzhou, and Qizhou. Hey, dad, I have never been there. How can I make it up when you write this?"

"Then what can be done? I haven't been to your father either. Who told you not to go back for a year? If it weren't for the far north and the vastness of the three states, would you believe it or not that several of your brothers would go out to look for you?"

Yuan Xi said angrily, "Believe it, I believe it. Father, thank you for your hard work. My son has gained some income from seclusion. He has made several furnaces of elixirs. Father, please take a look."

Ignoring Yuan Xi's funny tone, Magistrate Song looked excitedly at the several jade bottles that suddenly appeared on the table. They were carved from mutton-fat white jade. The bottles alone were so precious. What kind of elixir should they contain? Magistrate Song was thinking about the magical effect.