Chapter 149
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“Confucius said: To learn something and timely practice it – it is a pleasure, isn’t it? To have friends who have the same ambition as yours coming from far away and talk to each other – it is a delight, isn’t it? Not to blame a person who does not recognize you – it is a gentleman, isn’t it…”
Before Ling Jingxuan who was holding a jar of wine in his hand approached the door of Qingchen Bookshop, he heard the kids’ reading from the backyard, and his foot froze in the air, with a smile slowly crawling upon his lips. No sound could be more pleasant than the kids’ reading using that innocent tone. Although disdains those ancient style proses or what in person, compared with the most famous cramming method of teaching in Hua Kingdom in the twenty-first century, which basically required rote memorization, he disdain the latter more. No wonder a lot of people couldn’t get enlisted after learning for a whole life. Studying didn’t mean to imprint things in the head. The most important thing is to apply it, and draw inferences about other cases from one instant, and have one’s own understanding. So, every day when he had time, he still would teach the kids the multiplication table, basic life principles and other stuff. The two little buns were smart. They could often unite what he taught them and things they learned from Chu Ci and come up to their own conclusion. Maybe they were a bit strange in others’ eyes, but he would love to see that.
“Mr. Chu.”
After entering the room, as he saw Chu Ci holding a book in his hand sitting behind the counter, absent-minded, Ling Jingxuan walked over and casually put the wine on the counter. Chu Ci who came to his sense cast a faint glance at the jar, but his eyes didn’t stay on it for long. This month, Ling Jingxuan often asked the kids to bring him some jam or other new and strange food he made himself. So he already became inured to the unusual.
“What?”
For so long, in the face of Ling Jingxuan, Chu Ci was still as cold as ever, and Ling Jingxuan seemed to be used to it. He walked directly to a chair aside and sat down, saying slowly, “Nothing. I’m here to send you a jar of wine in brewed myself, and check on you by the way.”
Well, before he met Zeng Shaoqing, his purpose was really so simple, now it depends, although he had not expressed it, in fact, he had been very concerned about one thing, and the only one that could give him the answer was the man in front of him.
“Wine? Impressive. You even can get the national treasure of Dong Kingdom. What else can you not do?”
The word “wine” apparently drew Chu Ci’s attention, and his eyes inevitably swept over that strange jar, and his tone was still so rude as always.
“There are a lot of things I can’t do, and there are a lot of things I don’t understand. Chu Ci, guess who I saw when in Xinyuan Restaurant just now.”
Lying on the counter sideways, the present Ling Jingxuan was like a quick-witted child. At the end of his words, he even threw him a leer. Now knowing why, thought having few contacts with Chu Ci, he kind of liked him.
Chu Ci made a shiver, and threw him his dagger eyes, red lips slightly moving, “What does it have anything to do with me?”
In other words, keep your mouth shut!
“You’d only know after I tell you. I heard he is the boss of Xinyuan Restaurant…”
Pa~
As he heard the words ‘boss of Xinyuan Restaurant’, the book in Chu Ci’s hand dropped on the ground, and his arrogant face slightly changed, with that pair of long and thin eyes infected with some kind of undisguised horror. Ling Jingxuan already noticed it clearly, so he hurried comforted, “Don’t worry. I didn’t say a word about you. I told talked with him about the wine business.”
Having known him for so long, plus, he was really using his heart to teach his little buns, it was
inevitable that Ling Jingxuan generated some curiosity about him, wondering why he would hide here with the kid alone, and why he was so scared about anything and anyone about the imperial palace. But of course, he knew Chu Ci wouldn’t tell him, at least before Shengrui regained his memories, he wouldn’t say a word about himself.
“Is…he all right?”
After quite some time, Chu Ci squeezed those words out of his mouth. Ling Jingxuan slightly frowned, “as the son of the number one duke, and the wealthiest businessman of Qing Kingdom, do you think he wouldn’t be good?”
Is there something going on between these two? But it doesn’t make sense. Judging from that kid’s appearance, he should have blood relationship with Yan Shengrui. Besides, Zeng Shaoqing was nearly reaching his thirties but still hadn’t been married. Apparently he wouldn’t care about what other said behind him. If there was really something between them, Chu Ci should have already been Mrs. Zeng. Why hid here? Given Zeng Shaoqing’s ability, how could he not be able to shield him?
“Hehe…You think things too simple. Be it number one duke or the wealthiest businessman, that is only up to His Majesty. Through the whole kingdom, the only one who dares say no to His Majesty is your man. By the way, how much for a jar did you sell the wine to him?”
Smiling, pale and weak, Chu Ci bent down to pick up the book that had fallen to the ground and tried to change the topic. As long as he was all good. He really didn’t want to talk about anything about the imperial palace. If possible, he’d rather live such a life for the rest of his life than go back to that gorgeous cage.
“A hundred taels of silver.”
Sensing he was trying to avoid it, Ling Jingxuan also no longer tried to tear his scar, but only stretched out his finger. To him now, one hundred taels of silver for a jar was already a sky-high price, but…
“Too cheap. He’d sell it at least a thousand.”
Rarely a sneer crawled into his eyes. A second ago, Ling Jingxuan who was still in a good mood suddenly felt stunned, red lips slightly opened with surprise. A thousand taels of silver? Is he a robber? Ten times! How could there be so many so rich people???
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“Confucius said: To learn something and timely practice it – it is a pleasure, isn’t it? To have friends who have the same ambition as yours coming from far away and talk to each other – it is a delight, isn’t it? Not to blame a person who does not recognize you – it is a gentleman, isn’t it…”
Before Ling Jingxuan who was holding a jar of wine in his hand approached the door of Qingchen Bookshop, he heard the kids’ reading from the backyard, and his foot froze in the air, with a smile slowly crawling upon his lips. No sound could be more pleasant than the kids’ reading using that innocent tone. Although disdains those ancient style proses or what in person, compared with the most famous cramming method of teaching in Hua Kingdom in the twenty-first century, which basically required rote memorization, he disdain the latter more. No wonder a lot of people couldn’t get enlisted after learning for a whole life. Studying didn’t mean to imprint things in the head. The most important thing is to apply it, and draw inferences about other cases from one instant, and have one’s own understanding. So, every day when he had time, he still would teach the kids the multiplication table, basic life principles and other stuff. The two little buns were smart. They could often unite what he taught them and things they learned from Chu Ci and come up to their own conclusion. Maybe they were a bit strange in others’ eyes, but he would love to see that.
“Mr. Chu.”
After entering the room, as he saw Chu Ci holding a book in his hand sitting behind the counter, absent-minded, Ling Jingxuan walked over and casually put the wine on the counter. Chu Ci who came to his sense cast a faint glance at the jar, but his eyes didn’t stay on it for long. This month, Ling Jingxuan often asked the kids to bring him some jam or other new and strange food he made himself. So he already became inured to the unusual.
“What?”
For so long, in the face of Ling Jingxuan, Chu Ci was still as cold as ever, and Ling Jingxuan seemed to be used to it. He walked directly to a chair aside and sat down, saying slowly, “Nothing. I’m here to send you a jar of wine in brewed myself, and check on you by the way.”
Well, before he met Zeng Shaoqing, his purpose was really so simple, now it depends, although he had not expressed it, in fact, he had been very concerned about one thing, and the only one that could give him the answer was the man in front of him.
“Wine? Impressive. You even can get the national treasure of Dong Kingdom. What else can you not do?”
The word “wine” apparently drew Chu Ci’s attention, and his eyes inevitably swept over that strange jar, and his tone was still so rude as always.
“There are a lot of things I can’t do, and there are a lot of things I don’t understand. Chu Ci, guess who I saw when in Xinyuan Restaurant just now.”
Lying on the counter sideways, the present Ling Jingxuan was like a quick-witted child. At the end of his words, he even threw him a leer. Now knowing why, thought having few contacts with Chu Ci, he kind of liked him.
Chu Ci made a shiver, and threw him his dagger eyes, red lips slightly moving, “What does it have anything to do with me?”
In other words, keep your mouth shut!
“You’d only know after I tell you. I heard he is the boss of Xinyuan Restaurant…”
Pa~
As he heard the words ‘boss of Xinyuan Restaurant’, the book in Chu Ci’s hand dropped on the ground, and his arrogant face slightly changed, with that pair of long and thin eyes infected with some kind of undisguised horror. Ling Jingxuan already noticed it clearly, so he hurried comforted, “Don’t worry. I didn’t say a word about you. I told talked with him about the wine business.”
Having known him for so long, plus, he was really using his heart to teach his little buns, it was
inevitable that Ling Jingxuan generated some curiosity about him, wondering why he would hide here with the kid alone, and why he was so scared about anything and anyone about the imperial palace. But of course, he knew Chu Ci wouldn’t tell him, at least before Shengrui regained his memories, he wouldn’t say a word about himself.
“Is…he all right?”
After quite some time, Chu Ci squeezed those words out of his mouth. Ling Jingxuan slightly frowned, “as the son of the number one duke, and the wealthiest businessman of Qing Kingdom, do you think he wouldn’t be good?”
Is there something going on between these two? But it doesn’t make sense. Judging from that kid’s appearance, he should have blood relationship with Yan Shengrui. Besides, Zeng Shaoqing was nearly reaching his thirties but still hadn’t been married. Apparently he wouldn’t care about what other said behind him. If there was really something between them, Chu Ci should have already been Mrs. Zeng. Why hid here? Given Zeng Shaoqing’s ability, how could he not be able to shield him?
“Hehe…You think things too simple. Be it number one duke or the wealthiest businessman, that is only up to His Majesty. Through the whole kingdom, the only one who dares say no to His Majesty is your man. By the way, how much for a jar did you sell the wine to him?”
Smiling, pale and weak, Chu Ci bent down to pick up the book that had fallen to the ground and tried to change the topic. As long as he was all good. He really didn’t want to talk about anything about the imperial palace. If possible, he’d rather live such a life for the rest of his life than go back to that gorgeous cage.
“A hundred taels of silver.”
Sensing he was trying to avoid it, Ling Jingxuan also no longer tried to tear his scar, but only stretched out his finger. To him now, one hundred taels of silver for a jar was already a sky-high price, but…
“Too cheap. He’d sell it at least a thousand.”
Rarely a sneer crawled into his eyes. A second ago, Ling Jingxuan who was still in a good mood suddenly felt stunned, red lips slightly opened with surprise. A thousand taels of silver? Is he a robber? Ten times! How could there be so many so rich people???
Confucius said: To learn something and timely practice it it is a pleasure, isn't it? To have friends who have the same ambition as yours coming from far away and talk to each other it is a delight, isn't it? Not to blame a person who does not recognize you it is a gentleman, isn't itBefore Ling Jingxuan who was holding a jar of wine in his hand approached the door of Qingchen Bookshop, he heard the kids' reading from the backyard, and his foot froze in the air, with a smile slowly crawling upon his lips. No sound could be more pleasant than the kids' reading using that innocent tone. Although disdains those ancient style proses or what in person, compared with the most famous cramming method of teaching in Hua Kingdom in the twenty-first century, which basically required rote memorization, he disdain the latter more. No wonder a lot of people couldn't get enlisted after learning for a whole life. Studying didn't mean to imprint things in the head. The most important thing is to apply it, and draw inferences about other cases from one instant, and have one's own understanding. So, every day when he had time, he still would teach the kids the multiplication table, basic life principles and other stuff. The two little buns were smart. They could often unite what he taught them and things they learned from Chu Ci and come up to their own conclusion. Maybe they were a bit strange in others' eyes, but he would love to see that.Mr. Chu.After entering the room, as he saw Chu Ci holding a book in his hand sitting behind the counter, absent-minded, Ling Jingxuan walked over and casually put the wine on the counter. Chu Ci who came to his sense cast a faint glance at the jar, but his eyes didn't stay on it for long. This month, Ling Jingxuan often asked the kids to bring him some jam or other new and strange food he made himself. So he already became inured to the unusual.What?For so long, in the face of Ling Jingxuan, Chu Ci was still as cold as ever, and Ling Jingxuan seemed to be used to it. He walked directly to a chair aside and sat down, saying slowly, Nothing. I'm here to send you a jar of wine in brewed myself, and check on you by the way.Well, before he met Zeng Shaoqing, his purpose was really so simple, now it depends, although he had not expressed it, in fact, he had been very concerned about one thing, and the only one that could give him the answer was the man in front of him.Wine? Impressive. You even can get the national treasure of Dong Kingdom. What else can you not do?The word wine apparently drew Chu Ci's attention, and his eyes inevitably swept over that strange jar, and his tone was still so rude as always.There are a lot of things I can't do, and there are a lot of things I don't understand. Chu Ci, guess who I saw when in Xinyuan Restaurant just now.Lying on the counter sideways, the present Ling Jingxuan was like a quick-witted child. At the end of his words, he even threw him a leer. Now knowing why, thought having few contacts with Chu Ci, he kind of liked him.Chu Ci made a shiver, and threw him his dagger eyes, red lips slightly moving, What does it have anything to do with me?In other words, keep your mouth shut!You'd only know after I tell you. I heard he is the boss of Xinyuan RestaurantPa~As he heard the words boss of Xinyuan Restaurant', the book in Chu Ci's hand dropped on the ground, and his arrogant face slightly changed, with that pair of long and thin eyes infected with some kind of undisguised horror. Ling Jingxuan already noticed it clearly, so he hurried comforted, Don't worry. I didn't say a word about you. I told talked with him about the wine business.Having known him for so long, plus, he was really using his heart to teach his little buns, it wasinevitable that Ling Jingxuan generated some curiosity about him, wondering why he would hide here with the kid alone, and why he was so scared about anything and anyone about the imperial palace. But of course, he knew Chu Ci wouldn't tell him, at least before Shengrui regained his memories, he wouldn't say a word about himself.Ishe all right?After quite some time, Chu Ci squeezed those words out of his mouth. Ling Jingxuan slightly frowned, as the son of the number one duke, and the wealthiest businessman of Qing Kingdom, do you think he wouldn't be good?Is there something going on between these two? But it doesn't make sense. Judging from that kid's appearance, he should have blood relationship with Yan Shengrui. Besides, Zeng Shaoqing was nearly reaching his thirties but still hadn't been married. Apparently he wouldn't care about what other said behind him. If there was really something between them, Chu Ci should have already been Mrs. Zeng. Why hid here? Given Zeng Shaoqing's ability, how could he not be able to shield him?HeheYou think things too simple. Be it number one duke or the wealthiest businessman, that is only up to His Majesty. Through the whole kingdom, the only one who dares say no to His Majesty is your man. By the way, how much for a jar did you sell the wine to him?Smiling, pale and weak, Chu Ci bent down to pick up the book that had fallen to the ground and tried to change the topic. As long as he was all good. He really didn't want to talk about anything about the imperial palace. If possible, he'd rather live such a life for the rest of his life than go back to that gorgeous cage.A hundred taels of silver.Sensing he was trying to avoid it, Ling Jingxuan also no longer tried to tear his scar, but only stretched out his finger. To him now, one hundred taels of silver for a jar was already a sky-high price, butToo cheap. He'd sell it at least a thousand.Rarely a sneer crawled into his eyes. A second ago, Ling Jingxuan who was still in a good mood suddenly felt stunned, red lips slightly opened with surprise. A thousand taels of silver? Is he a robber? Ten times! How could there be so many so rich people???
