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"What's so good about being a cultured person? It's easy to become a bookworm if you read too much.
I'm so smart because I never read books. "
There was a hint of pride in Chongjiu's words. However, this sense of pride disappeared when he saw Wen Dongyan smile at him.
He immediately stopped and sat down obediently.
He secretly prayed that Mr. Wen, who had read a lot of books, wouldn't make things difficult for him because of the word "bookworm."
Wen Dongyan didn't seem to care.
He only smiled and said, "This pot of tea is only twenty taels of silver. The tea that the retired emperor once praised is more than this price."
Chongjiu immediately looked at the Shuijing with resentment.
It was rare to treat him to tea, but he didn't treat him to the best.
The Shuijing lazily rolled his eyes.
"Haven't you heard that wild boars can't eat fine chaff? The tea that guy said was good.
It definitely won't be any better! "
Chongjiu originally had some internal injuries when he heard the first sentence.
He felt that his master was too good at mocking people. However, when he heard the second sentence, he was happy again.
It didn't matter who he was talking about. As long as he wasn't talking about himself, it was fine.
He was happy.
He started to talk more.
"... the best jewelry shop is the white sleeves in the south of the city. Although the shop is small and the alley is deep.
However, it is an old shop that has been operating in Jinling for a hundred years. If you want to buy jewelry for Madam, you can go to this shop. However, if you want to buy antiques, you definitely can't go to the Xuanbao Hall in the east of the city.
That shopkeeper was famous in the industry for being a 'fake Wu'.
As long as you don't know the goods, you go to his shop.
All you get are worthless western goods. "
"However, this' Fake Wu 'dares to be so brazen.
It's also because he has a backer behind him. His wife is the daughter of the eldest wife of the Jinling Zhen family.
The Prime Minister is a seventh-grade official. This Zhen family is also the local overlord of Jinling. Even if the Yingtian Mansion's magistrate came, he would have to give him face. Because of this relationship, even if someone found out that they had been deceived, they wouldn't dare to go to the door to argue. After all, they don't sell all fake goods. Who asked you to be so ignorant? "
He shook his head and sighed. Suddenly, he said excitedly, "But something very interesting happened in the past few days. Master definitely knows about the Jia family in the capital. It's the Jia family of the four great clans, 'Jia Shi, Wang, Xue'. A few days ago, Jia Xie from Rongguo Province came to pay respects to his ancestors. That being said, he only stayed in the old house on the first day and spent the rest of the time in the red-light district. I wonder if his Jia family ancestors will crawl out of the ground in anger if they find out. "
"But this old man from Rongguo Province also likes to visit antique shops in addition to the red-light district. He didn't know who had bad intentions or wanted to see him make a fool of himself. They had deliberately brought him to the Xuan Bao Hall. This "fake Wu" was really bold. He didn't care about the relationship between the Rongguo Province and the Rongguo Province's Zhen family and ruthlessly slaughtered the old man from Rongguo Province. I heard that this old man from Rongguo Province is a scoundrel. He's also a shameless old scoundrel. When he finds out the truth, won't he smash the Xuan Bao Hall? When the time comes, the dogs will bite each other. Not only will everyone be able to watch the show, but they will also be able to vent their anger. "
After talking for a long time, Chongjiu felt that his mouth and tongue were dry. He picked up the teapot and poured himself several cups of tea. After gulping it down, the thirst in his throat subsided. He wiped his mouth and was about to continue talking about some interesting things in Jinling when he saw the Shuijing's dark face. His complexion was quite unsightly.
His heart trembled as he looked pitifully at Wen Dongyan. In his mind, he quickly recalled what he had said that made his master unhappy.
Wen Dongyan waved his goose feather fan and smiled. "Actually, you didn't say anything. It's just that the old scoundrel you were talking about, the old Jia Xie from Rongguo Province, was once my master's study companion."
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"Hurry up and let go of this master! Do you know who this master is? This master is a hereditary first-class general. What kind of thing is your master! Damn you! Is a hereditary first-class general someone you can see just because you want to!? Hurry up and let this master go. Then tell your master to obediently kowtow to this master three times. This master will be merciful and pretend that this didn't happen. Otherwise, I'll make all of you suffer the consequences! "
There was a lot of noise outside the door, but it was quiet inside.
Wen Dongyan waved his goose feather fan and said with a smile, "This Master She is a wonderful person."
Shuijing's mouth twitched. He didn't know what to say to this former study companion. He was originally someone who didn't know what to say in a situation, but now he seemed to be even more muddle-headed. He simply picked up his teacup and lowered his head to take a sip.
Chongjiu looked down and pondered whether Wen Dongyan's' wonderful 'was a compliment or a sarcastic remark.
"Are you all mute?! This master is telling you, it's useless to pretend to be mute! This master's servants must have already discovered that this master is missing. You'd better hurry up and let this master go! When this master's servants report this to the officials and bring the soldiers to find this master, you can just wait for your heads to fall to the ground! "
The two shadow guards who were holding onto the Jia Xie's left and right had their ears hurt from the noise. They wished they could take a smelly cloth and stuff his mouth, but they couldn't do that. Thus, the two of them walked faster and faster without prior agreement.
"Master, this subordinate has already brought the person here."
The Jia Xie was finally free. He aggressively walked in front of the Shuijing, pointed at his nose, and loudly scolded, "You …!"
Chongjiu didn't expect such a situation to occur and hurriedly went forward to stop him. Unexpectedly, the Jia Xie looked like he had seen a ghost. His eyes and mouth were wide open, and he looked like he was overly frightened. Then, with a loud bang, he knelt on the ground with both knees. Just the sound alone was enough to make people feel the pain in their knees.
"Master …" He looked at the Shuijing without blinking. His eyes quickly moistened, his old face was red, and his whole body was trembling. "Master …" He shouted again, his voice mixed with excitement and disbelief.
Shuijing made an "en" sound before turning his attention from the teacup to the Jia Xie. However, the moment he saw him, he spat out the tea in his mouth.
The Jia Xie, who was sprayed on the face, was speechless.
A moment ago, he was still taking a nap in the room. Since he cultivated his body and mind, he slept more and more every day. He wanted to make up for all the sleep he had missed before. However, not long after he fell asleep, he was woken up by someone, saying that the master asked him to wait here to welcome the guest.
The Jia Xie was very puzzled.
Recently, he knew nothing except that the Shuijing had set up a fortune-telling stall. The Shuijing didn't tell him, and he didn't intend to ask. This was not like when he was still Shuijing's study partner. They could talk about anything. After so many years, the Shuijing must have a lot of secrets. Otherwise, the Shuijing wouldn't have succeeded in usurping the throne before anyone could react. He thought very clearly. If the Shuijing was willing to tell him, he would listen. If the Shuijing didn't tell him, he wouldn't be able to find out even if he cracked his head. He might even cause the Shuijing to be disgusted. It wasn't easy for him to live a good life. Why should he dig his own grave? And the more he knew, the greater the responsibility he had to bear. The Jia Xie was very self-aware. Even if he didn't like Wen Dongyan, he knew that he didn't have the ability to do so. Therefore, he was happy to be an idle man.
What the Jia Xie didn't understand was that this was not the capital. Who needed him to personally welcome the guest? It wasn't that he was conceited, but he was a first-class general. Not everyone was qualified to welcome him …
As he thought about it, the Jia Xie's head became heavier and heavier. His upper and lower eyelids had long been fighting. He almost fell asleep standing up.
"Master Jia, the guest is here." The manservant who was waiting quietly at the side reminded him in a low voice. Seeing that the Jia Xie was still dozing off, he couldn't help but raise his voice. "Master Jia? Master Jia! "
The Jia Xie suddenly quivered and turned to look at the manservant in confusion. At the manservant's signal, he turned back to look at the slowly approaching green sedan chair. He knew that the guest was here. He hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, tidied his clothes, straightened his chest, and raised his head. He made a good posture and waited for the guest.
The white sedan chair landed on the ground. The curtain was lifted and a person stepped out of the sedan chair.
The Jia Xie looked at the person in confusion. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes wide. "Younger … sister's husband?" His tone was very hesitant.
Lin Ruhai, who had just stepped out of the sedan chair and stood firmly on the ground, also looked at him in disbelief. "Eldest … brother-in-law?"
The Jia Xie's heart thumped. It really was his brother-in-law, Lin Ruhai. No wonder the Shuijing sent him to welcome him.
But …
How did Lin Ruhai become like this?
The Jia Xie muttered in his heart. He and Lin Ruhai hadn't seen each other for more than ten years. The Lin Ruhai in his memory was still the handsome young man who had a bright future and had just married a beautiful wife. He wasn't the old man in front of him with a pale face, a thin body, sunken eyes, and a frail old man in front of him. Although he had changed a lot, he had done it on purpose. Lin Ruhai couldn't have done it on purpose.
Lin Ruhai's thoughts were also in a whirl. Although he knew that Jia Xie had been Prince Rui's study partner at the Shuijing, he also remembered that they had drifted apart and hadn't seen each other for many years. Jia Min had once nagged him, saying that her eldest brother wasn't good at literature or martial arts. After becoming the Prince's study partner, he didn't give himself a promotion. If it had been her second brother, Jia Zheng, he definitely wouldn't have been demoted and inherited the title. Maybe their Jia family would have returned to the glory of their ancestors' era.
Although Lin Ruhai didn't openly criticize his two brothers-in-law, in his heart, he quite approved of Jia Min. In his opinion, a Jia Xie was the kind of person who had a pile of good cards in his hand but played them badly. The Lin family had also inherited the title of Marquis. It had been passed down for five generations, all the way to his father's generation. He knew that he couldn't inherit the title, so he studied hard. In the end, he finally fought his way through the imperial examinations and didn't disgrace his ancestors' reputation. If he was a Jia Xie, his achievements wouldn't be limited to what he had now. Maybe he would be remembered in history.
But Jia Xie appeared here at this time. Presumably, her relationship with Prince Rui had already improved. Lin Ruhai thought back. A year ago, the Jia family's letter to Jia Min mentioned that Jia Xie was always stealing chickens and dogs and hanging around the red-light district. This kind of good-for-nothing, how did Shuijing see her again?
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