Zeng Zhui only let go after Xu Jiang slapped him on the back of his hand. All his feelings of gratitude were wiped out, and he felt a little at a loss.
My dear lady, how come you change your expression faster than turning the pages of a book?
Seeing Xu Jiang staring at his back, he turned around to look.
Wow! What a dark face.
When he looked more closely, he saw the man staring at him coldly, and his heart suddenly felt empty, although he didn't know why he felt guilty.
However, he was not the only one who felt guilty.
Xu Jiang coughed twice and said with a dry laugh, "You're here."
Lou Yunchun then stepped into the room, walked up to her without saying a word, and stared at Zeng Zhui without saying a word.
Zeng Zhui was completely confused, and then Lin Hongchu pulled him up and dragged him out of the house.
"Little girl, why are you pulling me?"
"Save your life."
The two of them went out whispering to each other. Xu Jiang cleared Zeng Zhui's seat and let Lou Yunchun sit down. She was about to pour him tea, but was stopped by Lou Yunchun.
"No need." He picked up Xu Jiang's teacup and took a sip. Then he took her hand and squeezed it before asking, "Who is he?"
Xu Jiang glanced outside and saw Zeng Zhui staring at them in amazement. Then, he was dragged away by Lin Hongchui, and her face flushed. Feeling her hand being pinched again, she looked at Lou Yunchun and saw him frowning, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. She couldn't help but smile.
"Master Lou, are you jealous?"
Seeing a hint of fatigue between his brows, and unable to bear teasing him any longer, she explained Zeng Zhui's origins in detail.
"He's a simple man, not a man with many thoughts. He was just expressing gratitude for a moment." Xu Jiang reached out and smoothed the worry from his brow, whispering, "Not everyone is like you, making up their mind after just a few meetings."
Seeing that Lou Yunchun's ears were red, she pinched them. Lou Yunchun held her hand to prevent her from continuing to make trouble.
Xu Jiang felt her palms gradually warm up, and she smiled softly, saying, "Come here happily, don't be unhappy."
"Yes." Lou Yunchun kissed her palm, then pulled it down and held it in his hand. He asked, "You led him to see Mr. Du. Do you want him to become Mr. Du's disciple?"
Xu Jiang nodded. "Mr. Du, when he sets his sights on something or someone, always thinks twice and won't speak out easily. But once he's set his sights on something, he won't give up easily. He hosted a banquet for Zeng Zhui this time, seemingly to dampen his spirit, but in reality, he's already begun polishing this unpolished gem. It's only a matter of time before he'll be accepted as his disciple. But he's a bit clueless. If he mistakenly thinks Mr. Du dislikes him and doesn't go, missing out on this opportunity would be a loss for both parties. That's why I sent him away. If my guess is correct, Mr. Du will take this opportunity to keep him at his mansion and personally train him."
Lou Yunchun praised: "Well done."
Xu Jiang looked at him with amusement, "You, your mind is as narrow as a needle tip."
Du Hui was notoriously cruel and strict, and his students were often tortured to the point of crying for their parents. Zeng Zhui, with his temper, was bound to suffer at his hands.
However, only someone with Du Hui's temperament can smooth out his edges. He is too similar to Lin Qinnian, and his whereabouts can be seen in Xieyue Tower. If there is no one to guide him, he will probably repeat the same mistakes.
Just as Li Tongxue said, new talent is hard to come by, and each weakling has his own unique talents. Nowadays, mediocrity is in power. Who would have the heart to see such a promising young talent die? Moreover, he is a descendant of the Zeng family in Shuzhou, a lineage that has almost died out. We should support him if we can.
"You're the one who always worries so much about others." Lou Yunchun couldn't suppress the sourness in his heart. Zeng Zhui had been right. Xu Jiang was good, good in every way. She treated everyone with a warm heart. He was afraid that she would be tired, and even more afraid that her heart would not be enough.
This person is good, too good, so good that he just wants to have him all to himself.
It turns out that this is greed.
Looking back at the first time they met at the inn, Xu Jiang rode three donkey carts alone, broke into this prosperous Kyoto, and also crashed into his world.
He came from a wealthy family and had never had to worry about food and clothing since he was a child. His parents lived in harmony and his career was smooth. He was born with things that ordinary people could hardly obtain in their lifetime, so he could be said to have everything he wanted.
It would be fine if he was just perfect, but he also has spiritual awareness. He can see through things and nothing can escape his eyes. Beauty, ugliness, good or evil. If it were only this, he could be said to be intelligent and insightful.
But he placed himself outside of the world, watching from the sidelines, protecting himself in this way, just like the moon in the water, the flower in the fog, so illusory and cold that it is difficult for people to know where to start.
The Taoist who taught him martial arts once said that it was this kind of perfection and self-restraint that made him lack the ability to respond to opportunities and find it difficult to integrate into the lives of ordinary people, and unable to experience the sorrows and joys of the world.
If you cannot understand, then there is nowhere to gain, and if there is nowhere to gain, then you will naturally be empty-handed.
Therefore, perfection becomes his incompleteness.
The Taoist once warned: If this kind of perfection is not broken, you will be destined to sit in emptiness and meditation, and come and go alone.
Unfortunately, the Taoist's warning came too late. He had already reached the state of perfect harmony, which could no longer be broken. All he saw was a cold desolation.
Until I met Xu Jiang.
She came in an ordinary way, and with a slight wave of her hand, she cut a hole in the sky and earth, pouring down the noise of the world and drenching him in the dust of the world.
She broke his originally harmonious state, shattered his perfection, and brought him joy and sorrow. At the same time, he could smell the fragrance of books and ink on her body, see the mountains sitting idle in her heart, hear the torrent rushing in her soul, and touch the fireworks of the world under her hands.
He was attracted, and rightfully so.
The closer he got to her and the more he understood her, the more obsessed he became and the more he couldn't help himself.
The more greedy you are.
He just wanted her to belong to him, but he couldn't do that. He had to give her freedom so that she would stay by his side, so he could only secretly drink jealousy, making himself look sour and sad.
"What are you daydreaming about? Are you too tired?" Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Xu Jiang waved in front of him.
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