My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 478 - 323 East City Business and Tranquility Mansion_3

Chapter 478: Chapter 323 East City Business and Tranquility Mansion_3

This was back when he had followed Mr. Yan to Taiching Prefecture to give lectures. Zhao Rong and Qing Jun had ’strolled down the road’ hand in hand, measuring the distance themselves with their steps.

Half of Taiching Prefecture was inside the city, while the other half was outside, traversing the hundred-yard city wall of East City.

It was even possible to directly enter and exit East City through the northern and southern gates of Taiching Four Mansions, which was very convenient.

Thanks to his previous stay, Zhao Rong had entered through the North Gate and easily made his way to Nan Ci Mansion.

He arrived at the entrance of the mansion and bowed to the familiar high-bunned female official, reporting his name.

"I am Zhao Ziyu, here to visit Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er of Qinglian Pavilion. May I ask for your assistance in announcing me?"

The high-bunned female official clearly remembered Zhao Rong and was straightforward, informing him:

"The two fairies from Qinglian Pavilion went out this morning and have not yet returned. Being residence students of Tranquility Mansion, they are likely still cultivating inside at this time. They might return by evening."

Zhao Rong looked up at the sun and estimated that it was around the sixth moment of the hour of Si Chen, not yet noon.

He nodded lightly and said to the high-bunned female official with a warm smile, "Thank you very much."

"You are too polite, Master Zhao."

Zhao Rong thought for a bit and then asked for directions to Tranquility Mansion.

After receiving directions, he set off alone in search of them.

Zhao Rong politely asked for directions along the way, and about a quarter-hour later, he arrived in front of a cluster of buildings by the water, concealed among the greenery.

There was a hundred-meter-long bluestone slab in front of the main gate, its surface smooth as a mirror, inscribed with four bold characters.

The Great Dao is Tranquil.

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked inside the gate.

Within, there were many outdoor structures like ornately carved beams, painted rafters, pavilions, and waterside galleries.

The overall style was simple and magnificent.

There wasn’t the sword qi overflowing or any air of sternness that Zhao Rong had imagined before.

Instead, it was sparsely ordinary, not much different from other places, even quieter.

The Tranquility Mansion students entering and exiting the gate, mostly had a reserved and simple demeanor, dressed in the white sword attire of Tranquility Mansion with sword patterns embroidered at the cuffs.

Of course, there were also those who looked like they were not to be trifled with.

But they were not many—most appeared quite normal.

So, was this place famed for gathering sword cultivators not as domineering and high-profile as he had imagined, where each person was a paragon radiating sharpness, thinking themselves unparalleled?

Zhao Rong blinked and stepped into the mansion to seek his wife.

Shortly, he discovered that although Linlu Academy Confucian scholars like him were allowed to come and go, many palatial buildings, however, were off-limits to outsiders.

As he aimlessly wandered outside, Zhao Rong politely stopped some passing residence students.

He asked if they knew where Lingfei was cultivating.

Aside from a few high-cold residence students who ignored him, most of the Tranquility Mansion students simply shook their heads saying they did not know, and then, eyes widening slightly, looked at him with a somewhat peculiar gaze.

Zhao Rong remained composed and thanked them.

Hmm, it seems the lady is quite renowned at Tranquility Mansion...

He thought for a bit, and then started strolling around casually again.

At one moment, as Zhao Rong passed through a bamboo forest, he suddenly saw a lone pavilion in the center of a clearing up ahead.

At that time, a group of residence students were gathered outdoors around the pavilion, seated cross-legged.

The seating was irregular and scattered at various levels.

And inside the pavilion, there seemed to be a lone figure sitting.

Just as Zhao Rong was about to pass by the bamboo forest, his casual glance stopped abruptly.

He saw Qing Jun and Qian’er among the residence students seated around the pavilion.

Zhao Rong had already stopped in his tracks, and just as he was about to make a move, his eyes suddenly hardened, captivated by the sight of an aged figure in plain clothes inside the pavilion.

Zhao Rong squinted for a better look, his eyebrows raising.

It was Tao Yuanran, whom he had once encountered on Taibai Mountain in Zhongnan.

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