The Daoist boy looked at Lusun with the eyes of someone watching a fool and said, "You come to Sanqing Temple to listen to sermons and you don’t recognize our master?"
The Daoist boy nodded and said, "Yes, that is our master, the State Preceptor of Zhuzhao Country."
"Ah...?" Lusun was taken aback because the old lady she served didn’t believe in ghosts and spirits, never worshiped Sanqing nor listened to sermons, and as maids who served her closely, they didn’t believe either, so naturally, she wouldn’t recognize the State Preceptor Yu Jizi.
She thought to herself: The Old Madam of our house is really something, attending her first sermon and already chatting with the legendary State Preceptor.
She shook her head and hurriedly turned to look for the young master and young mistress.
The young master had just turned fourteen, and the second young mistress was only ten, both at the age where they loved to play. It would be troublesome if they got lost.
After searching for a while, Lusun found the ten-year-old second young mistress Lin Zixin, but had no idea where Lin Shenxing had gone.
She was greatly alarmed and said, "Second young mistress, where is the young master?"
The second young mistress was standing by a large pond and said, "Brother said he was going to find a boat to pick the biggest lotus pod in this pond for me, and told me to wait for him here."
Lusun rolled her eyes, knowing without her saying that the young master had used this excuse to leave the second young mistress here and had run off to play somewhere else.
Really now, the second young mistress is already ten years old, why can’t she be a bit more wary?
"Second young mistress, don’t wait here any longer. Why don’t you come and help me look for the young master?"
"Oh, okay!" said Lin Zixin happily.
After sending Lin Zixin off, Lin Shenxing ran off on his own.
He glanced at the wall over a person’s height and thought, if he could climb over this wall, he should be able to get out.
Madam Lin had confined him for several days, and he hadn’t had the chance to greet his colleagues. He had to take advantage of this rare opportunity today to visit Yinchun Tower.
But their family being of civil officials, other than his eldest sister, it seemed no one else was good at climbing walls.
Lin Shenxing tried several times and failed, which made him incredibly discouraged.
"I can’t even climb over it? Lin Qianqing can climb over a wall over a person high, and I can’t make it?" he huffed angrily with his hands on his hips.
But he was completely unaware that someone had appeared behind him.
"Do you need help?" the person behind him asked with a faint smile.
Lin Shenxing turned sharply and saw a man in white, pure as snow, standing behind him, looking at him with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.
"You... you are?" Lin Shenxing startled, said, "You are Jin Zijin?"
"It is I," Jin Zijin said with a light smile, "The young master of the Lin Family has a good memory."
It seems he had only seen him once, on the day of the second day of the second month, when they offered sacrifices to the Dragon King and Dragon Mother.
Lin Shenxing glanced at the wall over one person’s height again and said, "You really want to help me get out?"
Jin Zijin said, "If you want to get out and are not afraid of your grandmother worrying, I will naturally help you."
"Why?" Lin Shenxing looked at him warily.
Jin Zijin said, "There’s no reason. Helping someone over this wall is but a trivial matter to me."
"Then..." After hearing Jin Zijin’s words, he still had some concerns and cautiously said, "Could you do me another favor and inform my grandmother?"
Jin Zijin shook his head calmly.
"You can’t?" Lin Shenxing asked in surprise.
Jin Zijin said, "Your grandmother is also here at the Sanqing Temple for the first time. She’s old and can’t handle a fright. You are the only male descendant of the Lin Family! Besides, it seems she is already in some trouble."
"My grandmother is in trouble?" Hearing this, Lin Shenxing became agitated.