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  "What do you think?" Song Chu's gaze was fixed on him.

  Ji Yu saw a pair of eyes as clear as snow, calm and collected to the extreme. He let go of his hand, signaling those around him who were ready with their bows and crossbows to be prepared to shoot and kill the Snow Wolf at any moment.

  The mother wolf has caught the scent of the child and is staring at Song Chuyi, ready to pounce. Its massive body seems to be able to cover the distance to Song Chuyi in just a few leaps.

  In the icy snow, everyone's palms holding the bow and arrow began to sweat.

  Song Chu took a few steps forward and placed the small ball of fur in his arms on the ground about three or four zhang away from the mother wolf.

  The little ball of fluff stirred and immediately got up and ran in the direction of the mother wolf through the thick snow.

  The mother wolf was very clever and saw that Song Chuyi had already released the little snow wolf, so she didn't get closer but instead lay down on the spot and waited for it to run over.

  The little ball of fluff was covered in snow and happily jumped around in front of the mother wolf, not looking nervous at all like it had just a moment before.

  The mother wolf hung her head and gently licked her child, nudging it with her head.

  Xiaoxue Lang hadn't eaten for a whole day, so the mother wolf carried it to her own belly. Xiaoxue Lang buried its head and started sucking.

  "Hmm"

  In the midst of a raging blizzard, the mother wolf let out a long, mournful howl. Then with a "thud" she fell to the snowy ground.

  "Teacher, is this snow wolf dead?" asked Akatsuki, breaking the silence.

  Song Shi nodded and waved his hand, signaling everyone to put down their bows and crossbows.

  Everyone saw that Snow Wolf's abdomen was no longer heaving, and they all put down their bows.

  Little Snow Wolf ate its fill, crawled out of the mother wolf's embrace and nudged her head with its own, as if asking whether it was time to go home. But after a long while, there was still no response from its mother. It bit down on its mother's front leg and tugged hard.

  So repeatedly, the little wolf seemed to have realized what had happened, and unwillingly climbed onto its mother's back, opened its mouth to bite its mother's neck and pulled hard backwards.

  This posture looks like it's biting, but people who understand the habits of this kind of animal are clear that this is a mother wolf carrying her cubs. This little thing probably thinks that by doing so, it can take its mother away from here. "Woo woo." The little snow wolf made a pitiful sound, got down from the mother wolf's back, crawled under her belly, and then fell silent.

  "This silly little thing." Song Chu sighed and asked, "Is there sheep's milk or dried meat in the merchant group?"

  "We all have." Shi Gu replied casually "I'll go get some over here."

  Ji Bian walked up to the Snow Wolf with a few people, reached out and touched its fur, saying "Indeed, it's worthy of being a Snow Wolf. This coat is so smooth to the touch, it will definitely sell for a good price."

  "Bury this wolf in half a moment and no one is allowed to move it now." Song Chu said.

  "Why?" Ji Bian asked in surprise.

  "Is what the merchant's group provides for you not enough to eat and drink?" Song Chuyi countered with a question.

  No matter how much gold the wolf skin was sold for, it all belonged to the caravan owner. What happened to the wolf was none of his business, and arguing about it was pointless. "Mind your own affairs."

  Song Chu patted his shoulder and returned to the car, huddled up with a basin to warm himself by the fire for a while, when he heard a knock on the car door.

  "Come in." Song Chu sat down properly.

  The car door opened and Zhang Guo hastily brought in two packages. "Teacher, I've brought the dried meat and goat's milk. There are also a few volumes of books."

  "What books do you have?" Song asked.

  "Zhuangzi", "Guoyu". Which one does the teacher like to read?" Zhihe carelessly placed a package wrapped in bamboo slips on the table.

  Anyway, Song Chuyi had nothing better to do, so he opened his luggage and took out a few volumes of "Guoyu".

  "I thought the teacher would read 'Zhuangzi'." said Shibuya casually.

  Song Chu smiled faintly, stroking the first volume of "Zhuangzi". The teacher's words still echoed in his ears, every sentence remembered clearly. This book was already deeply ingrained in his mind, and he could recite it from memory without missing a single word, so why did he need to read it again? It seemed like just yesterday he was grinding ink for the teacher, but today he had already experienced countless ups and downs, and people and things were no longer the same. The passage of time was indeed fleeting!

  "Teacher?" Akakawa called out in a hesitant voice.

  "Hmm." Song Chu saw that the thread on the bamboo slips of "Zhuangzi" was already worn out and asked, "Why do you like reading 'Zhuangzi'?"

  "Zhuangzi's carefree and leisurely attitude is indeed something to yearn for. Although I don't agree with some of his views, students love 'The Wandering' (also known as 'Free and Easy Wandering'). They also enjoy other pieces like 'The Fisherman' and 'Robber Zhi'. Zhuangzi's imagination is incredibly rich, his writing style is thick and varied, making it more interesting than the usual dry and simple theories. Not to mention whether many scholars respect his views or not, just 'The Wandering' alone..."

  Its majestic momentum and elegance have made many people yearn for it, and those who like to read "Zhuangzi" are not in the minority.

  "Which one does the teacher like?"... asked Mo Yan innocently.

  "Big Nose Master." Song Chu replied.

  Song didn't frown, expressing his dislike in a subtle way. "I've read this before, but I always felt it was hard to grasp and couldn't understand the meaning." "After you experience more things, you'll come to understand its benefits," Song said.

  Li Mou didn't nod randomly, and asked with interest, "How did Old Paper know that the Snow Wolf was going to die?" Song Chuanyi had just opened the bamboo slips, and after a slight pause, said, "Wolves are a united and loyal animal, they generally live in groups, only occasionally having lone wolves. I've always thought they were highly intelligent. If this mother wolf still had even a thread of fighting strength, she wouldn't have let out a mournful howl to show weakness, and approached from the front. Moreover, she was certain that the little wolf cub wasn't dead yet, which means she had been tracking those hunters all along."

  An adult snow wolf dealing with five people is no problem at all, let alone two of them have already been bitten by it. However, it has been following but not attacking, which can only mean that its strength is no longer enough to deal with the remaining three people. Such a weak force, unless it's on the verge of death.

  The Snow Wolf showed weakness, and roughly just wanted to see his own children.

  If it were to encounter someone who didn't understand its intentions, it would probably be hunted down as soon as it appeared.

  "It's not very clever when you think about it!" said Tetsuya.

  "This has nothing to do with wisdom, it's just the only choice when there's no other way out." Song said with a deep feeling. Since he was about to die anyway and had no power to resist, he might as well die near his children.

  At the beginning of Song Dynasty, a pair of snow wolves was not just a simple act of kindness, she wanted to raise that little snow wolf.

  Snow wolves are very spiritual and also know how to repay kindness. If you gain the loyalty of a snow wolf, you will have its loyalty for life, which is something that humans can't compare with, and this is exactly what attracts Song Chuyi.

  Even if it's unclear whether doing so will have any effect, at least in Song Chu's heart, it's better than doing nothing.

  Just in time for leisure, Song Chu-yi carefully explained Zhuangzi to Zhang Guo Lao.

  Song Chuoyi rolled up her sleeves, closed her eyes, and recited the contents of "Zhuangzi" fluently, explaining them clearly and concisely, occasionally using examples to illustrate. At first, Li Mubai was busy flipping through the bamboo slips for reference, but later he gradually became attracted by her words and threw the bamboo slips aside, listening with great interest.

  Li Mubai listened with increasing astonishment, as Song Chuyi was like a living bookshelf, reciting articles word for word, providing examples and quoting classics. Sometimes the quoted classics were not from Taoist scriptures, but from Confucianism, Mohism, or Legalism. Li Mubai had also read these classics, so he could naturally tell that Song Chuyi's quotes seemed accurate.

  After Song finished speaking, Ai Guo poured her a cup of tea without being asked. "Teacher, you're so young, yet so knowledgeable... I suppose you've put in a lot of hard work behind others' backs."

  The phrase "heavenly talent" refers to a theory of innate genius first proposed during the Song Dynasty.

  Song Chu looked at him and said, "The child is teachable, but people of similar age to me, even if they secretly work hard, may not necessarily know more than I do. This shows that so-called geniuses also have their own strengths and weaknesses." She said "people of similar age to me" with a hint of meaning, glancing at Hito Mikado for a moment.

  You dare to play word games with me, you don't even know how you'll die. Song Chu Er had a sarcastic remark in her heart, but on the surface, she wore a warm and gentle smile.

  Outside the carriage, Ji Bian said, "Sir, it's almost half a time, where will you bury that Snow Wolf?"

  "How will the wolf cubs be disposed of?"