The person sitting with his back to the door was startled, and then turned to look at the door. Realization flashed in his eyes. "Prince Ding? Princess Ding? "
It was only then that Ye Li saw Mr. Xiuting's appearance clearly. He was an old man with white hair and beard. His appearance was thin, and his temperament was elegant with a bit of the loftiness and arrogance of a scholar. He did not look like someone from the West-Hill, but more like a scholar from the south.
Ye Li pulled Mo Xiuyao into the courtyard and nodded with a smile. "Yes, junior Ye Li greets Mr. Xiuting."
Chen Xiufu looked Ye Li up and down and snorted. "I can't be called a junior by Princess Ding." Ye Li did not get angry and smiled. "Mr. Xiuting is very talented. Even my grandfather and uncle have a lot of respect for you. It is natural for me to call you a junior." Hearing this, Chen Xiufu was somewhat moved. "Mr. Qingyun and Mr. Hongyu?" Although he had lived in the West-Hill for a long time, he had heard a little about Princess Ding's family background.
Ye Li smiled. "Yes."
Chen Xiufu was silent for a moment. His vigilant and slightly hostile expression softened a bit. He said lightly, "When I was young, I traveled to Eastern Chu to study. I was also taught by Mr. Qingyun in my studies. I also had some friendship with Mr. Hongyu. Of course … "His gaze slowly swept over Mo Xiuyao." I also paid a visit to the Regent of Eastern Chu. Who would have thought that thirty years later … the descendants of Mo Liufang and the Xu family have all become talents. It is a pity that I have wasted my time. I have not even taught half a successful student. "
Ye Li smiled. "Mr. Xiuting must be joking. At least half of the civil officials in the West-Hill are your students. How can you say that you have wasted your time?" The Longshan Academy was one of the three great academies in the world. It was not an undeserved reputation. Even though the West-Hill valued military power over literature, it was impossible to let a group of illiterate generals take charge of the state affairs. Indeed, half of the officials in the West-Hill were from the Longshan Academy. However, Longshan Academy was built by Chen Xiufu single-handedly. Compared to Lishan Academy and Qionghua Academy in the south of Da Chu State, Longshan Academy was lacking in resources and could only be ranked at the bottom of the top three. But with Chen Xiufu's strength alone, in a place like the West-Hill where martial arts were valued more than literature, Mr. Qingyun also thought highly of him.
As for the fact that the Dragon Mountain Academy did not have any outstanding disciples, it was understandable. Jhennam Of Gojoseon had learned the lesson of Lishan Academy's influence in Da Chu State. How could he let Longshan Academy repeat the same mistake? Chen Xiufu's strength alone was far from the Xu family's hundred years of scholarly heritage. Even if there were outstanding disciples, they would have long been absorbed or dealt with by Jhennam Of Gojoseon. As a result, Longshan Academy did not have a successor like Xu Qingchen who could support the school. If Chen Xiufu passed away in the future, Longshan Academy would probably fall into the hands of Jhennam Of Gojoseon or the Emperor Of Xiling.
Chen Xiufu's expression softened a little. He finally opened his mouth and invited the two to take a seat.
After entering the parlor and taking their seats, there was naturally no one to serve tea at this time. Ye Li did not feel that it was beneath her status. She ordered someone to bring water and personally made tea for Chen Xiufu and Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao had not spoken since they entered the courtyard. Looking at Ye Li calmly pouring tea, a trace of tenderness flashed across his eyes. He glanced at Chen Xiufu warningly.
Chen Xiufu drank tea and took in Mo Xiuyao's gaze. He snorted lightly and was not afraid.
"Mr. Qingyun, you are eighty years old, right? Are you well? "After drinking tea for a while, Chen Xiufu asked.
Ye Li pursed her lips and smiled faintly. "Next year is my grandfather's eightieth birthday. At that time, I hope Mr. Xiuting will come to the Northwest."
The teacup in Chen Xiufu's hand paused. He calmly looked at Ye Li. He understood the meaning behind Ye Li's words. It was a pity that he could not agree. He regretfully shook his head and said, "It's a pity that this old man will not have the fortune to celebrate Mr. Qingyun's birthday. However, over the years, my Longshan Academy has collected a lot of ancient books. Princess, please bring them back to Mr. Qingyun. It can be considered this old man's congratulatory gift. Mr. Qingyun … to have a granddaughter like Princess, he is very fortunate in his later years. This old man will not add flowers to brocade. "
Ye Li pursed her lips and smiled. She said, "Grandfather has never enjoyed the fortune of this younger generation. It is this younger generation that has caused him a lot of trouble and trouble. It is fortunate that grandfather is kind and does not dislike the trouble that we younger generation have caused. Mr. Xiuting has spent his life's effort for Longshan Academy. Do you really want Longshan Academy to disappear from the world? "
Chen Xiufu shook his head and said with a smile, "Fate is like this. We cannot force it."
Ye Li said indifferently, "The so-called fate, isn't it chosen by people themselves? Although this younger generation is a woman, I also know that … my fate is in my own hands and not in the hands of the heavens! There is another saying, personality determines fate and choices determine life. Mr. Qingyun is not a coward. Your choice determines the future of Longshan Academy. If you want it to exist, it will exist. If you want it to die, it can only die with you. "
Chen Xiufu was slightly shocked. He stared at Ye Li. After a long time, he sighed and said, "My fate is in my own hands and not in the hands of the heavens … Personality determines fate and choices determine life … Princess Ding is so broad-minded. Prince Ding is so fortunate. Mr. Qingyun is so fortunate …"
"Then … What is Mr. Xiuting's decision?" Ye Li asked.
Chen Xiufu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "This old man will not submit to the Prince Ding Mansion. His Highness Prince Ding is a hero, but killing me and turning me into hundreds of thousands of people is too cruel!" When he said this, Chen Xiufu's voice became more hoarse and sorrowful. It was clear that he was extremely angry with Mo Xiuyao's actions. Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and gave him a disdainful look. I will kill you. What can you do to me?
Ye Li helplessly pulled Mo Xiuyao's sleeve. Mo Xiuyao curled his lips and lowered his head to continue drinking his tea. He also understood that it was absolutely useless to persuade someone like Chen Xiufu. Based on his actions in Bian City, even if he told the heavens, Chen Xiufu would not believe him. Even if he put a sword to Chen Xiufu's neck, this person might not believe him. Since that was the case, he did not need to waste the effort. If Li could persuade this person, he would stand on Li's side in the future. This was also a good thing for Li. Although Mo Xiuyao always acted spoiled and shamelessly in front of Ye Li, there were many things that he thought about in the long-term that even Young Master Qing Chen might not be able to reach.
After pacifying Mo Xiuyao, Ye Li turned to Chen Xiufu and said, "This is what this junior wants to ask Mr. Xiuting for advice. Mr. Xiuting has literary talent and can speak eloquently, but you should not casually slander my husband's reputation. "
Chen Xiufu was first stunned that Mo Xiuyao was so easily pacified by Ye Li. Now that he heard Ye Li's words, he was even more confused. He said with some displeasure, "What does Princess mean? When did this old man slander Prince Ding? "
Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "Just now, this junior listened for half a day outside the door. Mr. Xiuting's every word was saying that my husband killed the innocent. Is that not slander?"
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