Chapter 837 Storybook
Song Chunxue didn't expect her senior brother to ask that question.
Her thoughts were simple, but he was so serious that she didn't know how to respond.
"It doesn't matter anymore. Let's go somewhere first. Let's buy some pastries and snacks from Yu Fang Zhai. That old snake doesn't go out in the winter except to stay in the house with the underfloor heating, and he also drinks liquor."
For a moment, Song Chunxue's mind was a bit chaotic.
“The important thing is that I thought the last time my senior brother told me that he didn’t want me to come to the capital. And I was afraid that if I came to see my senior brother so abruptly, people would suspect my identity.”
"How did you recognize me, Senior Brother?"
"Is Master Han really staying at your residence? Can I also stay at my senior brother's residence for an extended period of time?"
The three questions left Lord Zhao both amused and exasperated.
"Okay, I understand."
"Disguise can fool ordinary people, but it's hard to change their eyes. You can stay if you want, but I can't teach you anything since you're far away," Lord Zhao said earnestly. "This calamity is not just a calamity for you and Lord Xie, but a calamity for all the people."
"But loyal and brave ministers always suffer the most. However, Xie Zheng was loyal and devoted. Even though his career was full of setbacks, he still wanted to turn the tide with like-minded people. I respect him as a true man."
He sighed softly, looking at Song Chunxue with pity.
"And so you are. Even though you know that the capital is a den of dragons and tigers for you, you still want to try, to temper yourself, and to accompany him on his journey."
Song Chunxue listened with a smile and satisfaction to her senior brother's high praise.
It turns out that there is such a different interpretation in other people's eyes.
"Senior Brother, I'm embarrassed by what you've said. I'm just following my heart and don't want to have any regrets."
As they were talking, the carriage stopped.
The attendants outside jumped off the carriage and went to Yu Fang Zhai to buy food.
Song Chunxue was curious about what Yu Fang Zhai looked like, so she lifted the curtain and looked up.
Unexpectedly, he happened to see his senior brother Zhang Chengxuan chatting and laughing with someone upstairs.
The white jade crown he wore and his hair meticulously combed back gave him the appearance of a noble young master, which truly surprised Song Chunxue.
Didn't my senior brother go back?
Is that person a twin of his senior brother?
The next moment, the person upstairs seemed to sense something, and brought the wine to his lips. Just as he was about to drink, he suddenly met Song Chunxue's gaze. He spilled some wine, hurriedly bent down to wipe it, and moved away from the window.
All that could be seen was the magnificent white jade crown.
Song Chunxue lowered the curtain, thinking that if she didn't want to go back, she didn't want to go back; if she was seen, she was seen. Why was her senior brother so scared?
She couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What's wrong?"
"I saw my senior brother. He told me the day before yesterday that he would go back after having a bowl of noodles. I just ran into him and was quite startled." She touched her cheek. "It seems my disguise skills are far from good enough. You can all recognize me."
"That's enough. The person who's causing you trouble isn't a cultivator," Lord Zhao said dismissively. "He already has many old friends in the capital, so it's normal for them to have drinks and chat."
Song Chunxue nodded.
Upon arriving at the Zhao residence, Song Chunxue saw Master Han writing in front of the transparent glass window.
Upon seeing Song Chunxue arrive, he put down his brush and leaned back on the soft couch made of rabbit skin, adopting a languid posture.
"So you finally came to the capital. Why did you disguise yourself like this?"
Master Han was not very satisfied with her appearance. "I'll give you a nice face. I guarantee that Lord Xie will be unable to leave when he sees you."
Lord Zhao handed him two exquisite bamboo baskets, saying, "I believe Xie Zheng prefers his junior brother's original appearance."
“You don’t understand,” Master Han rubbed his hands together. “Consider this a reward for lending me the compass. I’ll make it for you tomorrow, and then you can openly go to Xie Zheng.”
He stroked his chin thoughtfully, "In that case, we should adopt a more amusing identity, making everyone think that Lord Xie has fallen in love with someone else and abandoned that Daoist nun far away on the border. Tsk, just thinking about it is interesting."
"..." Song Chunxue disagreed; she didn't find it interesting.
Lord Zhao stretched out his arms, and the maid untied his fur coat, revealing the exquisite and luxurious fabric underneath. It shimmered with light as he moved, bringing joy to anyone who looked at him.
"Don't you want to see if your junior brother, younger and more handsome, can deceive everyone's eyes?" Master Han urged. "Since this show has become so muddled that it's both regrettable and disgusting to watch, why not add some color to make it more exciting and pleasing to the eye?"
"Although the ending is already determined, what ink is splashed, what food is eaten, and what curses are uttered are all decided by the characters in the play, isn't that right?"
Lord Zhao paused in his act of eating the orange.
"Isn't this also the reason why Master Song came? If a woman can have such courage, why don't we give it a push, stop playing our insignificant roles, add fuel to the fire, and give the future spectators some color?"
Lord Zhao looked at Master Han, then at Song Chunxue, "I'm just afraid of accidentally getting into trouble."
“The person who lingered near the torch was your junior brother. We’re standing aside, so we have to do something. Otherwise, how can we conceal her identity?” Master Han tapped the table. “We’ll tell everyone that a woman from the north has come to visit you. She’s your confidante, but she’s fallen for Lord Xie at first sight and is pestering him relentlessly.”
"..."
"..."
Master Han's interest grew, and his smile deepened as he spoke.
"At the same time, this woman has a very important background. Although Lord Zhao was indignant for his junior brother, he had to help Lord Xie in every way because of her status. Even if you personally tied up Lord Xie and beat him up in private, you still had to be polite to Lord Xie in public."
"Tomorrow I'll have the storyteller spread the word, and I guarantee they won't be able to tell the truth."
"..." Song Chunxue was speechless. After a long silence, she gave Lord Han a thumbs up and said, "It's a pity you don't write storybooks."
"I am not very talented. When I was young, I was short of money and I relied on this to support myself." Master Han said with a proud expression. "Now, I am not short of money. Writing is too much trouble for me. If you are willing to do it, I will dictate it, and we can split the profits fifty-fifty?"
The conversation was getting increasingly absurd, and Lord Zhao looked helpless.
He took out a jar of wine. "You should take a break."
"You didn't object, which proves I can do it?" Master Han snapped his fingers and tilted his head slightly. "Do as I say."
Song Chunxue looked around but didn't see anyone.
Who is he talking to?
Furthermore, how could the eldest brother not stop such an outrageous thing?
"Stop looking. My pet isn't an ordinary species. It will be frightened if it sees you." Master Han opened the wine jar. "Perfect, there are three of us. Let's play something fun. The loser drinks."
"What's interesting?"
"No, Senior Brother..."
"Roll the dice."
Oh well, maybe Master Han was just teasing him on a whim. Let him be.
She's never played dice before, and she's been having a lot on her mind these past few days. Drinking a few drinks might be a good way to clear her head of all those messy thoughts.
Song Chunxue never expected that in the next few hours, the storytellers in various teahouses and restaurants would be so enthusiastic, carrying the shadow they had just obtained.
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