The weather was getting colder and colder. The north had entered the middle of November, and there was already the scent of winter. Looking at the gloomy, dry, and cold sky, it was likely that it would snow in a few days.
Yang Ling watched as Gu Daeyong's sedan gradually disappeared into the twilight. He sighed softly and turned to walk back into the house. The old housekeeper directed the family members to slowly close the courtyard gate.
It had been almost a full year. Who would have thought that in just a year's time, he would have such a bizarre encounter? Stepping through the moon gate, the vines had long turned yellow and the pond water no longer had the charm of spring and summer. The dilapidated lotus leaves drooped weakly on the surface of the water.
The sound of a flute came leisurely from ahead. The tune was light and pleasing to the ear. It was Cheng Qiyun teaching Yutang Chun and Sheridan music skills.
Cheng Qiyun was very proficient in the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Not only was Gao Wenxin inferior in this aspect, but even Yutang Chun and Sheridan, who were good at singing, dancing, musical instruments, calligraphy, and painting, were slightly inferior. Cheng Qiyun stayed in the fu every day, waiting for news of Yang Ling. Ever since he had been itching to try out his skills in front of them, these two little girls had treated him like a master.
The curtain at the door was lifted and Yang Ling flashed into the room on the left of the reception hall. Yutang Chun was sitting on the bed and was gently playing the zither. As soon as she saw Yang Ling enter, she hurriedly sat up and smiled sweetly. "Master has returned."
On the right, Sheridan had already taken off her shoes and was helping Yang Ling take off the blue silk lined robe he had worn when he went out to meet the guests. Yang Ling gently rubbed his palms together and smiled. "Hmm, still learning the zither and flute? Right now, the inner factory is developing rapidly. It hasn't even been half a year, but our influence has already reached Yungui. I've already told Old Huang to invite those old shopkeepers from the factory in a couple of days. When the time comes, you can teach them the accounting method that I taught you. Money will roll in. Without a good accountant, it's really a waste of time. "
Yutang Chun and Liu Yi responded. They remembered that when Yang Ling taught them the method of bookkeeping, there were two sisters who were as close as brothers, the First Immortal. Now, the two of them had fulfilled their wishes, married the man they loved, and even received the title of nobility. However, the First Immortal's fate and whereabouts were unknown. Their expressions couldn't help but become gloomy.
Yang Ling could tell that their expressions had suddenly turned gloomy and understood what they were thinking. He could not help but sigh inwardly. Ever since the power of the inner factory expanded dramatically, he had already let Yutang Chun draw a portrait of Tang Yixian. He had informed everyone in the inner factory to secretly inquire about this girl's whereabouts.
He was so careful because he considered that if the person who had saved Tang Yixian had bad intentions because of her beauty and forcefully took her for himself, and if he were to use the government to search with great fanfare, there was no guarantee that the evil person would not kill to silence them. Therefore, Yang Ling could only act in secret. But until now, there had been no news. Yang Ling sighed softly and waved his hand. "You two go back to your rooms first. I have something to discuss with Official Cheng."
Yutang Chun and Liu Yi made a sound of agreement and quietly left the room. Cheng Qiyun twirled the purple flute in her hand and used three white fingers to lightly pinch the flute. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, "The matter that Official Cheng has planned has been settled?"
Yang Ling stood in the middle of the hall and gently shook his head. "We have just established our foundation in the coastal areas of Shandong, Zhejiang, Fujian, Guangxi, and so on. How can we grasp the details of those local tyrants so quickly? I fear that the information I want will not be sent back for a while."
Cheng Qiyun was dressed in a green servant robe, but she sat cross-legged on the bed. Playing with the purple bamboo flute in her hand, she thoughtfully said, "So this matter still has to wait?"
Yang Ling said, "Not yet. The court is now gradually stabilizing. I am prepared to start probing now. First, I will use the opportunity of the carriages traveling all over the world to create public opinion and build a foundation for our actions."
Yang Ling gently smiled and said, "The current Emperor is open-minded and loves martial arts. He is definitely not a conservative ruler. Besides, he trusts me, Liu Jin, and the others the most. Once I persuade the Eight Tigers to remonstrate with His Majesty and supplement it with measures to prevent the generals from raising their troops, the first reason for the sea ban can be eliminated.
However, all things in the world have always been afraid of the public opinion of the hundred officials. They hold the right to speak and can summon the elites of the scholarly community at any time. With one call, hundreds will respond, creating a powerful momentum, causing even the Emperor to be afraid of the slightest movement and fear of becoming an incapable ruler in the eyes of his subjects.
However, all things in this world reinforce and counteract each other. It is said that mice eat elephants, elephants eat tigers, tigers eat cats, cats eat mice. The people of the scholarly community cherish their reputation even more than the Emperor. They are not afraid of the Emperor's stick, but they are afraid of the curses of the common people.
We will use the carriages traveling all over the world and the opportunity to contact people of all religions and nine schools to spread the news and create a powerful public opinion to restrain them. If they raise any objections again, they will have to think thrice before they act. Besides, when you bring people back from Jiangnan and give them a way out, at least half of them will beat a retreat. This third reason will also disappear without a trace. "
Cheng Qiyun seemed to like to see him full of confidence and high spirits very much. Although she felt that there were still many details that needed to be discussed, she was not willing to bring them up at this time.
A pair of eyes as clear as water carried a slight smile as she quietly watched Yang Ling. After listening to Yang Ling's words, she placed the flute horizontally by her red lips. Her jade-like fingers pressed down lightly. A string of light and beautiful tunes came out and then suddenly stopped.
Only then did Cheng Qiyun retract her brows and say with a low laugh, "Once our people have obtained evidence from the coastal cities, this fourth reason will also disappear. If we let them share some of the benefits, they will instead become our help. But … what about the second reason?
The conflict between the internal eunuchs and the foreign officials is impossible to resolve. Other than the fact that the foreign officials have always looked down on the internal eunuchs, the Emperor is also the most important reason. If the Emperor uses the internal eunuchs, the foreign officials will fall out of favor. If the Emperor favors the foreign officials, the internal eunuchs will fall out of favor. Whoever can influence the Emperor will wield great power. Not everyone will be subdued for fame and profit. "
Yang Ling's relaxed expression disappeared. A moment later, he said in a low voice, "Borrow the might of the Emperor to suppress them, the power of the Eight Tigers to scare them, the name of the people to force them, and the system of the hundred officials. It is impossible to be amiable and make everyone satisfied. Those who are stubborn can only be swept out! "
Cheng Qiyun's willowy eyebrows rose and she clapped her hands in praise, "This is a person who will achieve great things. To be able to follow Daren is Qiyun's good fortune."
Yang Ling looked deeply at her, unable to guess how much sincerity there was in her words. After a moment of silence, he said with a light smile, "Tomorrow, I will make an appointment with the Eight Tigers and the Imperial Bodyguard to discuss this matter. It is not suitable for you to appear in public. Pretend to be a servant and listen from the side. Otherwise, with your curious personality, you will ask questions endlessly later."
Cheng Qiyun was cunning and suspicious. She had a bad habit of not trusting others for many years. Sometimes, even though she knew that a matter had nothing to do with her and there was no need to inquire, she still had to understand the matter. Otherwise, she would not be able to eat well or sleep well. She knew that this was a kind of mental illness, but it was difficult for her to restrain herself. She had not expected that Yang Ling would be able to see through it.
She smiled shyly and lowered her eyelids in acknowledgment.
Yang Ling continued indifferently, "In terms of understanding human nature, I am not as good as you. The two Grand Scholars have been demoted to their hometown. You have indeed guessed the reaction of the hundred officials in court."
Cheng Qiyun suddenly widened her eyes. Her bad habit of curiosity came back. She immediately asked impatiently, "What reaction?"
Yang Ling sighed and said, "Although they are dissatisfied with Liu and Xie's departure, there are only twenty-one people who dare to ask for their resignation. This is much fewer than the thirty you have."
Cheng Qiyun laughed lightly and said with a smile, "Daren must not be careless because of this. Those who are not willing to stand out are those who are good at enduring silently. This does not mean that they will obey us. Although they will not cause trouble for the time being, it is inevitable that they will be a burden in the future."
Yang Ling smiled and turned to walk towards the door. He replied casually, "Let them be. As long as the matter of clearing out the Wokou pirates and opening the sea ban is done well, how can there be a lack of people who are willing to adapt to the situation?"
He walked to the door and suddenly turned his head to glance at Cheng Qiyun. Seeming to have thought of something, he said, "Tomorrow night … try to make yourself look as ugly as possible."
"Yes … ah?" Cheng Qiyun nodded her head before coming back to her senses. She could not help but raise her eyes and look at the door in surprise. Yang Ling had already lifted the door curtain and walked out in a flash.
Cheng Qiyun clenched her five fingers together and grasped the purple bamboo flute tightly. She tapped it twice on the edge of the table where the zither was placed. Her tightly pursed lips slowly curled up.
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The "Caiju Pavilion" on the right side of the central hall was brightly lit with candles. The people gathered in the hall were the new and powerful nobles of the dynasty. On the left side of Yang Ling sat Liu Jin and on the right side sat Mou Bin. The twelve of them had crossed cups and were already in a state of intoxication. The charcoal fire on the table was red and steam billowed out from the carved copper pot.
Qian Ning, Gu Daeyong and the others had just ascended to a high position and were in high spirits. They were drunk to the point of staggering from side to side. Cheng Qiyun and another maidservant, dressed in a moon-colored skirt and a peach-colored jacket, were standing to the side serving wine.
Qian Ning was a lecherous person. When he first saw the two maidservants come in, he was immediately captivated by Cheng Qiyun's enchanting figure. But as soon as he saw Cheng Qiyun's face, he immediately turned his head away and refused to look at her again.
Cheng Qiyun's appearance made even Yang Ling feel sorry for the guests. It was fine if her pair of almond-shaped eyes had inexplicably become triangular, and he could accept that there were a few pimples on the tip of her nose, but weren't there too many pockmarks on her face? It really affected one's appetite.
Most of the people's eyes were somewhat hazy with drunkenness. Only Yang Ling, Liu Jin and Mou Bin's eyes were still very clear. The three of them each had their own thoughts and naturally refused to drink too much.
Mou Bin was the son of an aristocratic family of the Imperial Bodyguard. He was proud and arrogant and had always been dissatisfied with Zhang Xiu and the other officers of the Commander's yamen who attached themselves to Dongchang and followed Dongchang's lead. He was originally of the same rank as the Imperial Bodyguard and was forcibly demoted by half a rank. He could be considered the leader of the younger generation of the Imperial Bodyguard. Now that he had sided with Yang Ling and successfully overthrown Zhang Xiu and his men, he had to understand Yang Ling's intentions in the future as the Imperial Bodyguard.
If Yang Ling still wanted him to submit to the Inner Sanctum and work for Yang Ling like he used to be a henchman of Dongchang, he was naturally unwilling. But now, Yang Ling's power and reputation were far above him, and he also controlled the Revenue Bureau. With so many people in the Imperial Bodyguard yamen, he couldn't just rely on extortion and blackmail to eat his fill. Moreover, he was also unwilling to bear that bad reputation.
How to maintain a relatively independent position, whether Yang Ling was willing to share some of the benefits with him, and how much he had to pay the price? If these matters were not resolved well, he would not be able to explain to his trusted aides.
The power of Yang Ling, the Minister of Internal Affairs of the Bureau of Rites, had been reduced by half. As the head of the Bureau of Rites, he had the military power, the financial power, and the political power to "approve"; but what about now? The military power was divided into four parts. In addition to him, there was still Zhang Yong, Miao Kui, and Yang Ling. Even though Yang Ling didn't invite Miao Kui today, judging from the arrest of the Bureau of Rites that day, it was obvious that Miao Kui was on the same side as Yang Ling.
The financial power was now completely in the hands of Yang Ling. Only with money could one mobilize the military. It was obvious that Zhang Yong and Yang Ling were closer to each other than to him. As for the "approve" … alas, with the few words that he could read, what could he say about the Grand Scholar's vote? Other than agreeing, he wouldn't sign anything else.
Liu Jin didn't have the ambition to overthrow Yang Ling and obtain more power. However, after he sat on the throne that he had dreamed of, he suddenly realized that no matter how much power he wielded, he was powerless. He couldn't help but feel disappointed. Right now, he only hoped that the others would get drunk quickly so that he could ask Yang Ling for advice.
Yang Ling had just raised his cup when Cheng Qiyun, standing behind him, bent her slender waist and quickly filled his cup to the brim, her eyes glancing at him.
Yang Ling didn't look sideways, not daring to raise his head to look at her pockmarked face. He raised his cup to Liu Jin and said with a smile, "Liu gonggong, congratulations on Gong-gong's promotion to the position of Minister of Internal Affairs. Gong-gong, please drink this cup to the brim."
Liu Jin laughed dryly and said, "What Minister of Internal Affairs? It's just the jokes of the court officials. I only know how to serve His Majesty and don't understand these things. Sir Yang is making fun of me."
Yang Ling said seriously, "How is it a joke? Liu gonggong, we are good friends. There are some things that I naturally can't hide from you. The position of the Minister of Internal Affairs is high and powerful. If Gong-gong doesn't do anything, then it will become the second Wang Yue. It will become an empty shell. Other than carrying this title, you are nothing."
Liu Jin's face twitched. He composed himself and said, "This … I have just taken this position and there are many things that I really don't understand. In Daren's opinion, what should I do?"
Yang Ling smiled and said seriously, "Gong-gong is in charge of the 'approval of rewards', but this approval is not the final decision. Especially when the Cabinet of Ministers has put forward several suggestions for His Majesty to consider and make a decision.
If you cannot pick out the suggestion that most suits His Majesty's heart and can make all the officials submit, then the memorials you approve can be returned by the Cabinet of Ministers again. It's fine if it happens once or twice, but after a long time, won't Gong-gong's prestige be swept to the ground? At that time, His Majesty will be displeased and will certainly transfer you from the Bureau of Rites. Isn't that right, Jiao Da Shue? "
Jiao Fang smiled and nodded. Liu Jin nervously clenched his fists and said embarrassedly, "I am in the same boat as you. I can't be considered an outsider. Does Sir Yang have any good ideas to teach me?"
Yang Ling said sincerely, "Liu gonggong, I heard that you and Grand Secretary Li of the Cabinet of Ministers do not interact. In Yang's opinion, Gong-gong usually treats Grand Secretary Li with great respect. You must know that his proposal and your approval are mutually restricting. If the two of you cannot 'harmonize', how can this matter be handled well?
Moreover, Gong-gong cannot casually approve the memorials drafted by the Cabinet of Ministers. If you give an irrelevant answer, won't you become a laughing stock among the foreign officials? Where will Gong-gong's dignity go? There are many capable people at the feet of the Son of Heaven. Gong-gong is too busy, you can find a trustworthy person who can help you. Whenever there are memorials, you can discuss them with your own people before approving them. Only then can you stand firm. "
Yang Ling gave him an idea, but he did not say that he should be friendly with Jiao Fang, whom he had recommended. Instead, he advised him not to quarrel with Li Dongyang. He told him to find a talented and knowledgeable person to help him study the memorials in detail and not to recommend him. In this way, Liu Jin no longer had any wariness. Naturally, he believed that Yang Ling had good intentions.
He said gratefully, "Sir Yang is right. Your kind words have opened my eyes. Li Dongyang is a Grand Secretary. His talent must be a hundred times better than mine. In the future, I will be more respectful to him. When I go back, I will find a useful person. In the future, when I answer the memorials correctly, I will not be looked down upon by the foreign court. "
Yang Ling smiled and said, "It's just that, I can only follow the prescribed order and handle the task well. Ai! This world is not fair. Gong-gong, look at those Grand Secretaries. Even after a hundred years, there will still be people who remember him, recite him, and pass on his deeds. But … after another ten years, how many people will remember the internal court Wang Yue? Even now, how many people still remember which internal minister Wang Yue was before? "
Liu Jin's face reddened slightly. He said with embarrassment, "Ai! Our internal court is the servant who serves the Emperor. If there is merit, we will not have a share. If there is fault, we will not miss it. I only hope that I can safely and steadily do this task and leave my name for a hundred generations. How could such a good thing happen to us? "
Yang Ling said, "Not necessarily. This time, I have been in Jiangnan for more than a hundred years. When the Jiangnan people mention Eunuch Sanbao, they are still familiar with him. Everyone knows his deeds like they are their own family treasures. Oh, that's right, Qiyun is a servant I took in in Jiangnan. Is that right, Qiyun? "
Cheng Qiyun used the tip of her foot to gently kick the leg of his chair. Only then did she say in an unwilling and sweet voice, "Yes, sir. In our Jiangnan, even three-year-old children know about Eunuch Sanbao. Not to mention us common people, even the old masters of the officials and the scholars all respect him greatly."
Liu Jin and the half-drunk eunuchs listened with their blood boiling. Even their chests puffed out. After a moment, Liu Jin finally sighed gently and said with great envy, "Eunuch Zheng … how can we men compare? In a few hundred years, perhaps there will be people who remember his great achievements of seven voyages to the Western Seas. We … ai!"
The eunuchs hung their heads dejectedly and bent their waists. Eunuchs had always had low self-esteem. The ancients were particular about the three ways to be unfilial. Having no descendants was the worst, having no incense to pass on, and being unknown after death. Thinking of this, how could these greedy and power-hungry eunuchs not silently sad? If they had the chance to leave their name in history, their desire to do so was stronger than that of the foreign officials.
However, eunuchs were only the Emperor's servants and were discriminated against by the civil officials. In addition, those who really had great knowledge and knowledge could be said to be as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, not appearing in a few hundred years. How could they have the ability to benefit the common people? So while they were envious of Zheng He's achievements, there were many who continued to be scolded for money and power.
Yang Ling smiled gently and said, "One imperial edict from Emperor Yongle created Eunuch Zheng's heroic name for a hundred generations. His luck … this time when I went to Jiangnan, I discovered a corrupt government. If we were to admonish the Emperor and ask him to get rid of it, in a hundred years, your and my reputation would probably be above Zheng He's."
"Oh?" Liu Jin was moved, for a moment his heart was burning. Beside him, Ma Yongcheng, Gu Daeyong and the other eunuchs all looked at him.
Yang Ling continued, "When the Emperor gave the Commissioner of Taxation to me, he cut off the source of income for the Commissioner of Rites and the Imperial Bodyguard. At that time, it was Wang Yue and Zhang Xiu who were in power. Yang did not feel anything, but now we are all one family. I feel a little apologetic in my heart. But now, if the Commissioner of Taxation were to be handed back to the Commissioner of Rites, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to appease my subordinates.
If this corrupt government that I spoke of can be removed, not only can it go down in history, but … the source of income will be rolling in. Everyone's problems will be easily solved. "
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the Eight Tigers, Mou Bin, Qian Ning and Jiao Fang all lit up, their eyes sparkling.
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After sending off the Eight Tigers and the others, Cheng Qiyun slowly walked behind Yang Ling.
Yang Ling turned his head and said with a smile, "I've wronged you, pretending to be a maid for a night. It seems that these people are very much in favor of my suggestion. The Emperor is not bound by fixed opinions. With them blowing wind at the Emperor's side, this matter will be much easier."
Cheng Qiyun said softly, "En, towards these ignorant and incompetent people who do not care about the common people, it is better to tempt them with fame and fortune than to teach them righteousness. With daren's two-pronged approach, it is naturally easy to make them submit. This lowly official … should I return to Jinling to prepare? "
Yang Ling said, "It's about time. Now that Qian Ning has heard that there's money to be made, he can't wait to go to Jinling. The Embroidered Uniform Guard has deep roots everywhere. With their help, the search for evidence of the coastal landowning families secretly trading with each other will be completed quickly.
I have rested for more than half a month, so I can still pretend to be reluctantly going out. Tomorrow I will find a chance to probe Grand Secretary Li's intentions. If there is not much resistance, you can go back to Jiangnan first. "
Cheng Qiyun was silent. A gust of wind blew, and she suddenly felt a little cold.
Yang Ling unconsciously looked back. The light in the distance was dim, and he couldn't see the expression on her face in the night. Yang Ling said, "You have lived in Jiangnan for a long time and are not used to the north's water and soil. Two days ago, you caught a cold. Thanks to Wen Xin's miraculous treatment, but you have not seen the cold in the north. At that time, inside and outside the house are two different worlds. I'm afraid you will get sick. While it is not too cold yet, go to Jinling early."
Cheng Qiyun's heart suddenly felt like it was injected with a warm current. The cold wind blowing over also felt soft. She bit her lip and meekly said, "Yes, then this lowly official will wait for news from you tomorrow and rush back to Jinling."
Yang Ling made a sound of agreement and said, "I have ordered the small kitchen to leave some food for you. Go eat some and sleep early. Right now the weather is cold, but the kang bed has not been lit yet."
Cheng Qiyun crouched down to pay her respects and responded with a sound of agreement. She watched as Yang Ling strode to the end of the winding corridor. In the distance, the wind blew and the lanterns swayed, dragging Yang Ling's long figure in front of her.
Yang Ling walked past the reception hall and stood in the courtyard. He opened his arms and breathed in a breath of the cold wind. He felt a little tired and was about to return to his room to sleep when he suddenly remembered that he had to entertain the Eight Tigers and hadn't had time to let Gao Wenxin perform acupuncture. He hesitated for a moment and saw that the courtyard of Gao Wenxin's cousin was still lit. He walked over.
Calculating the days, it was about time. Furthermore, this treatment did not have to wait until that day to be complete. Perhaps after more than half a month of hard work, one of his three lovely wives would be able to conceive a child for him?
Yang Ling thought about it and a sweet smile appeared on his lips. Hmm … I'll treat it for another two weeks. I'll make sure it's a little more reliable. If it's any longer, then it's fine. The side effects of Wen Xin's folk prescription are really a little fatal.
Yang Ling walked into the courtyard and found it inconvenient to continue walking inside. He was about to shout for Gao Wenxin to come out when he suddenly heard Gao Wenxin raise her voice and say, "What do I have to do with him? Why does he have to humiliate me like this? "
Yang Ling heard her fierce tone and slightly trembling voice. He couldn't help but be startled and stopped there. He only heard a man's voice say from inside the room, "Jiejie, his family is a family of scholars and officials. You know that he has quite a bit of prestige in the local area. Hearing people say such things today, didi feels that he can't even raise his head in the prefectural school.
I know jiejie is not that kind of person, but Yang … Sir Yang is now … now, what kind of people is he making friends with? You also saw it, which one of those people has a good reputation? Since ancient times, people have been divided into groups and birds of a feather flock together. You can say that others are groundless accusations, but what is this with your own eyes?
Jiejie, how about … aren't you and Madame Yang sworn sisters? Ask her to let Sir Yang appear. Right now, in front of the Emperor, it's just a matter of a word. Ask the Emperor to pardon your slave status and let's go far away. Don't have any more entanglements with the Yang Family. The Gao Family's reputation is not good. Although we have been implicated in the imperial court, the people of the surrounding villages still respect us. We can't follow the Yang Family and get scolded … "
"Shut up! You are a scholar, don't you understand the principle of not forgetting to repay kindness? Jiejie's life was saved by daren. You are no longer a slave wearing green clothes and a small hat. Who sent you to the prefectural school to study? "Gao Wenxin was furious and asked sternly.
Another female voice in the room advised, "Jiejie, didi is still young and doesn't understand. Don't blame him …"
Yang Ling could tell that it was the siblings Gao Wenxin and Gao Wenlan talking. Gao Wenju was originally a scholar. Adding on the fact that he was just an ordinary servant, Yang Ling could do whatever he wanted. Thus, he sent him to the prefectural school in hopes that he would be able to pass the imperial examinations in the future.
Listening to this tone, Gao Wenju must have heard some gossip outside. Hei! This kind of scholar doesn't know right from wrong. He can't differentiate between good and bad. Could it be that the gossip of others is so scary? The "he" that Gao Wenxin spoke of, who was the one spreading the rumor?
Yang Ling's anger surged. Just as he was about to step in, he thought about Gao Wenxin's current status. She must be sensitive. It was fine if she scolded his cousin, but if he went in and scolded her, she would be hurt.
Yang Ling sighed deeply. He raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky. He was lost in thought for a long time. Whatever was going on in the room did not enter his ears at all. The sky was filled with stars. They had existed since ancient times. They were shining brightly in front of his eyes. It was as if he could reach out and pluck them if he stepped on the roof.
Yang Ling exhaled a depressed breath. He smiled, "Who cares? The innocent will be innocent. The muddy will be muddy. It's enough as long as the person I care about knows who they really are."
He turned around and was about to leave when Gawain angrily said in a choked voice, "Fine, you are a real scholar. You can leave and protect your reputation. Ever since Master came here, you have been repairing bridges and roads. You have never disturbed the people. I don't believe that the people are like you. They have read so much that they are blind! Move aside. I am going to perform acupuncture on Master. "
The door opened with a bang. Under the lintel of the door, in the red light, Gao Wenxin was seen. She was dressed in a green silk dress. She looked delicate and graceful. Her cheeks were glistening with tears.
She saw Yang Ling standing at the door. She was shocked and stopped in her tracks. She hurriedly called out, "Master." She hurriedly wiped away her tears. She wanted to go forward. But when she moved, she still blocked the door. She was afraid that Yang Ling would be angry and rush in to punish her cousin.
Yang Ling smiled. He walked forward and held her hand. He said nonchalantly, "Let's go. Yang is here to ask the Divine Doctor to perform her miraculous treatment on me."
He pulled the bewildered Gao Wenxin out of the courtyard and walked towards his bedroom. He was calm. There was a tranquil smile on his face. He was not angry at all.
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