His silence makes his thoughts particularly mysterious. Many have speculated about his true thoughts when faced with adversity. Some believe he is taciturn and can be deceived; others believe that although he remains silent, he secretly records his thoughts and plans revenge in the future.
Only those who knew him intimately, like Luo Jiujiang, who knew him well, knew that Han Qianling had a broad vision. He not only ignored gossip, but even ignored those who talked behind his back. Only occasionally, when he was in a good mood, would he develop a reserved and harsh attitude.
——For example, now.
Needless to say, "Mr. Zun's hips" was a satire on Du Di's arrogant attitude when he met him. As for Mr. Touching the Elephant...
The blind men touching the elephant were actually mocking Du Di's blindness.
After savoring these two new names, Han Qianling didn't give Du Di a second thought. For someone like this, the thought of him giving two nicknames in the blink of an eye was already too much.
His emotions were originally cold and thin, and even though they became a little more lively as he grew older, nine and a half points of them were directed towards Luo Jiujiang.
From this perspective, the two derogatory titles he gave to Du Di in a good mood and good spirits were almost condescending.
——Fortunately, Du Di knew nothing about this matter, otherwise he would have been so angry that he turned into a toad on the spot.
If Luo Jiujiang's forgiveness stemmed entirely from his frank and easygoing nature, then Han Qianling's tolerance stemmed from his indifference. Not only did he not care about other people's opinions and evaluations of him, but also because those who made the evaluations were not worthy of his attention.
However, just because he downplayed these things, it didn't mean Luo Jiujiang could ignore them. Putting aside Du Di's sarcastic greetings when he saw Luo Jiujiang late that day, the mere mention of Han Qianling's parents' hidden pain was enough to make Luo Jiujiang furious.
After hearing from others how Du Di had deliberately made things difficult for Han Qianling, Luo Jiujiang immediately went to find out about Du Di's living habits. When he learned that Du Di liked to use boiling water for his evening bath, he immediately had a plan in mind.
That afternoon, Luo Jiujiang sneaked into the kitchen, took away a large basket of eggs, and asked Han Qianling to accompany him to crack a whole jar of eggs.
That evening, Du Di was enjoying a comfortable hot bath in the Luo family's guest room when he suddenly heard a commotion outside. He frowned, and before he could scold the maids for making a fuss, a masked man in black broke in through the window.
The opponent came with not only a fierce momentum but also ill intentions. He had a large, strange ball tucked under his arm, and in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Du Di. Du Di was already inexperienced in combat, let alone such a sudden and unexpected situation. For a moment, he was completely dazed. He instinctively reached for something, but only to find nothing in the water.
The masked figure moved with remarkable agility, ripping the black cloth off the ball the moment he reached Duti. The ball, it turned out, was actually a jar. He tossed it up and down, and with a splash, Duti was doused head and shoulders in the jar of egg liquid, his face aghast.
Egg liquid becomes solid when it comes into contact with boiling water. The masked man was also insidious, putting a handful of chopped green onions in the egg liquid and adding a lot of rice vinegar and sesame oil.
Immediately, countless egg drop soups floated up and down in the tub, leaving Du Di with a dazed expression, his face and head covered in the thin egg drop soup. The servants guarding the door and the maids waiting near the tub could have sworn that at that moment, the room was filled with the mouth-watering aroma of egg drop soup.
The masked man unleashed his sword, slashing it across the large tub in two swishes. Du Di had never experienced anything like this before. Forced from the room by the sword, he fled bare-chested, even pursued by the masked man. He then swung his egg-drop-shaped cloak around the courtyard where the guests were resting, bringing a delicious aroma of soup to everyone.
Since then, Du Di's heroic figure walking naked with a bird and covered in egg flowers has been an enduring joke on the island for a long time.
As soon as this happened, Du Di returned home in anger without even waiting to participate in the year-end competition.
Considering what Du Di had done previously, the identity of the masked man in black was self-evident. Furthermore, Luo Jiujiang was only twelve years old at the time, and his shorter stature couldn't hide his flaws. However, even though everyone knew what was going on, Luo Jiujiang feigned ignorance, insisting on his complete innocence.
In the end, the matter was concluded as a "playful affair between the younger generation." Luo Jiujiang's mischievous character also left a deep impression on everyone.
Luo Jiujiang did achieve a good ranking in the competition that year, but he did not get the prize he deserved afterwards.
The reward was not embezzled; it was seized by his father, the clan leader. The clan leader never gave any explanation for the confiscation, but Luo Jiujiang knew why and just smiled.
It's really comfortable.
Taking one last look at Luo Jiujiang, who looked relaxed while sleeping, Luo Cang picked up the wine jar on the ground again, and a rare non-sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "Let's drink this cup... a toast to the unpolished jade."
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Han Qianling sat quietly under the deep snowflake tree in Luo Jiujiang's courtyard, his brows tightly furrowed.
He had already taken off the Buddhist beads from his wrist and held them in his hand, counting each bead over ten times. He even chewed two raw flowers of the deep snow flower that he had planted specifically to calm his mind.
However, all these calming methods that used to be very useful have lost their effectiveness.
Han Qianling knew very well why he was so anxious.
Since Luo Cang could reveal his biggest secret without hesitation, his identity must be extraordinary. If he hadn't been sure that he had no ill will towards Luo Jiujiang, he wouldn't have allowed Luo Jiujiang to go to the appointment today.
However, watching Luo Jiujiang walk towards the man he had no confidence in dealing with was like putting a treasure he cherished most into a wolf's mouth. It made him feel irritated and angry.
It wasn't just the sense of helplessness and remorse that came with not being able to hold onto the precious treasures, but also the pity of seeing beautiful jades sink into the mud, white feathers covered in dust, and brocade trampled underfoot—how could a wild wolf know the value of pearls and jade? How could anyone else recognize the rarity of Luo Jiujiang at first glance?
Han Qianling clutched the Buddhist beads in his hand, and when he opened his eyes again, a faint glint of deep blue appeared in his pupils. A deep snowflake, the size of an adult's palm, floated down from the sky. Han Qianling shook his head, bit it between his teeth, and swallowed it in a few gulps.
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