The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 748.2: Master's True Identity Revealed

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The group sat around a small, square table.

Little Jing Kong insisted on sitting next to Gu Jiao, so the two of them shared one side.

Xiao Heng and Liao Chen each took a seat on the other sides, facing the two of them.

The vendor brought over a bowl of dumpling skins boiled in clear water. Gu Jiao drained most of the broth, leaving less than a third, then mixed the skins with vegetable oil, vinegar sauce, and a bit of pickled vegetables before handing the dish to Little Jing Kong.

Little Jing Kong happily devoured it.

Liao Chen smiled and remarked, "Benefactor Gu takes very good care of Jing Kong."

It was the kind of care that came from the heart.

No wonder she hadn’t sent the little guy back.

Gu Jiao responded lightly, "It’s fine, I guess."

Xiao Heng glanced at Gu Jiao with a strange expression. Had this monk somehow offended JiaoJiao?

Xiao Heng carefully thought for a moment. Since JiaoJiao had allowed Little Jing Kong to reveal their true ident.i.ties to him, it was clear the other party was someone trustworthy.

In that case, he must have offended her over something trivial.

Maintaining a polite tone, Xiao Heng spoke, "By the way, Master Liao Chen, may I ask what sort of grudge or misunderstanding exists between you and that Taoist Priest just now?"

Liao Chen squinted slightly, his expression amused as he replied, "Are you referring to that pompous Taoist Qingfeng?"

“Qingfeng?” Xiao Heng found the name vaguely familiar.

Gu Jiao clarified, "He’s Taoist Qingfeng of the Feng Family, the elder brother of Feng Wuxiu."

Hearing this, Xiao Heng immediately recalled, "You mean the twenty-six-year-old martial prodigy, the young master skilled enough to defeat Han Ye?"

Han Ye was famously regarded as the top martial expert of his generation, though that was largely because Taoist Qingfeng had not yet descended from the mountain. Moreover, the Han Family had a penchant for exaggeration and self-promotion. They had inflated Han Ye’s reputation so much that even Han Ye himself came to believe it.

He genuinely thought he was the best.

Gu Jiao nodded, "That's right, it's him. You seem particularly interested in him?"

Given Xiao Heng’s nature, it was unusual for him to take a special interest in someone’s personal affairs, especially when it was someone he had just met, even if that person was Jing Kong’s master.

Xiao Heng explained, "We met once before. One time, I tripped on the street and nearly got run over by a carriage. It was that Taoist Priest who saved me."

“Really?” Gu Jiao turned her gaze toward Xiao Heng. She had never heard him mention this before.

Xiao Heng nodded toward her, "He didn’t leave his name at the time, and since I wasn’t injured, I didn’t bring it up. I just tried to say h.e.l.lo to him earlier, but he didn’t seem to remember me. Maybe he forgot."

Liao Chen burst out laughing.

“What are you laughing at?” Gu Jiao asked, puzzled.

“He didn’t forget your husband. He never remembered him in the first place.” Liao Chen said with a light chuckle, his captivating peach blossom eyes curved beautifully as he spoke, “That pompous fellow… he’s face-blind.”

……

“Elder brother!”

At a street corner, Feng Wuxiu, who had been eagerly waiting at the intersection for quite some time, finally spotted his older brother.

He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Elder brother, was that the same stinky monk from years ago?"

“Mm, it was him.” Taoist Qingfeng replied.

Feng Wuxiu fumed, "That guy still dares to come to Shengdu? Doesn’t he fear that our Feng Family will tear him apart?"

Taoist Qingfeng said nothing in response.

After a moment of thought, Feng Wuxiu asked again, "Elder brother, did you bring back what you were supposed to?"

……

“An item?” Gu Jiao glanced at Liao Chen, “Are they saying you stole something from Taoist Qingfeng?”

"First of all, I did not steal anything from him." Liao Chen raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "That thing wasn’t even his."

Xiao Heng: “…”

Gu Jiao: “…”

Liao Chen sighed, then said, "Fine, since you all want to know, I’ll tell you, it’s no big deal."

"Sir, here are your dumplings."

The vendor brought over a steaming bowl of dumplings and placed it on the table.

Liao Chen picked up his chopsticks, grabbed one of the dumplings, and popped it into his mouth, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. "Not bad. That item is nothing too extraordinary, just a book, really."

The book in question was one of the National Books of the State of Yan.

The matter dated back to a few years ago when Taoist Qingfeng borrowed a book from the Imperial Advisor’s Hall.

Before becoming a monk, Taoist Qingfeng had been a student at the Canaan Academy, where his exceptional talent in both martial arts and mystical aspects had caught the attention of the Imperial Advisor.

However, due to the Imperial Advisor's Hall’s strict rule of not accepting people from n.o.ble families as disciples, the two never became master and disciple.

Later, after Taoist Qingfeng became a monk, the Imperial Advisor still held him in high regard and, as an exception, allowed him to borrow one of the National Books of the State of Yan.

It was during his journey, while he was traveling with the book, that Liao Chen happened to cross his path.

Taking advantage of the fact that Taoist Qingfeng was bathing by the stream down below, Liao Chen stealthily took the National Book.

Had he merely stolen the book, it would have been one thing, but in order to ensure Taoist Qingfeng couldn’t chase after him, Liao Chen had gone so far as to steal his clothes as well.

Without his clothes, Taoist Qingfeng could only sit in the water and wait, but even as night fell, no fellow disciples pa.s.sed by.

This wasn't surprising, though. Taoist Qingfeng had specifically chosen this spot to bathe because he knew no disciples or villagers would come by.

But Taoist Qingfeng couldn’t just stay in the water forever like a fish. Left with no choice, he had to climb ash.o.r.e in nothing but his "natural state."

Thankfully, his mastery of qinggong was superb. As long as he moved fast enough, no one would see him.

The rules of the Taoist temple were strict: rise at the hour of maoshi(5-7am), rest at the hour of xushi(7-9pm). To be on the safe side, Taoist Qingfeng waited until after the hour of xushi to enter the temple.

Everything went smoothly. The courtyard and pathways of the temple were completely deserted.

But Taoist Qingfeng had forgotten one thing: that day was his birthday. In fact, not a single person in the temple had gone to bed that night. Knowing that their senior (or junior) brother would return that evening, everyone had gathered in Taoist Qingfeng’s courtyard, planning to surprise him.

They wanted him to feel the warmth and care of his fellow disciples.

So, after Taoist Qingfeng pa.s.sed all the checkpoints, crossed mountains and rivers, and endured countless worries and fears, he finally flew back to his courtyard. At that exact moment, the waiting disciples lit the fireworks set up in the open s.p.a.ce.

With a loud bang, the sky exploded in a cascade of fiery blooms, lighting up the night as the flowers of fire danced in the air, marking his return in grand style.

The disciples of the Taoist temple were treated to an unforgettable spectacle of divine radiance. [T/N: Hahahaha]

Of course, Taoist Qingfeng turned and left immediately, not allowing anyone to catch a clear glimpse of his handsome face hidden beneath his long hair.

But anyone who had been there knew just how embarra.s.sing and awkward it felt.

That said, despite the resemblance in height…

The similarity in build…

The identical length of hair, the overwhelming aura, the flawless qinggong skill that flew over their heads…

Yes, everything was the same!

Even so, even if every single detail matched—down to the very toes—it was absolutely impossible for that person to be the pure and flawless Taoist Qingfeng of their Baiyun Temple!

It had to be some shameless pervert who had come to defile their Taoist Qingfeng!

They were furious!

And the consequences were severe!

Thus, Baiyun Temple issued a heavy bounty notice across the martial world.

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