I must have offended some god recently, so I've been unlucky all the way here.
But even if Chen Tang worshipped all the gods in his heart, he still had to dance, because if he didn't dance, he would have to find a beautiful woman to dance for him.
As a husband who dotes on his wife, it's just a dance, not a difficult thing. Men also have sword dances.
It wasn't until Master Shen saw the specially made dance costume that he turned his head and looked at Lin Su: "Do you really want to wear this?!"
Lin Su smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, my dear. I am the only one appreciating your dance."
Chen Tang felt a little relieved. It was really no big deal to embarrass himself in front of his wife alone. After all, this was not the only time he had embarrassed others.
There are many women dancing in the world, but Lin Su feels that none of them can compare to his own peacock spreading its feathers without any scruples.
Chen Tang agreed to dance, and he didn't hesitate after the start. The man was masculine but flexible, and his face was extremely beautiful.
Lin Su played casually, and it became a piece of music. The sound from the big ship attracted countless pleasure boats to inquire about the song, but none of them could get an answer and could only return with regret.
The piano music did not play all night, but the lights in the cabin were on all night. Until the next day, Lin Su collected the dance clothes that were scattered on the ground and locked them in a box, calling it a collection as a memory.
Chen Tang covered his eyes with his arms and decided that no matter who he offended, he would never offend his wife. She was too petty and vindictive. Of course, he couldn't say this in front of his wife.
The matter of the beauty came to nothing. In addition to traveling around, Lin Su bought countless shops along the way and spent a huge amount of money. However, once the shops he liked opened, they were crowded with people. Chen Tang was very confident that the money he spent on opening the shops could be recovered when they returned.
With the title of royal merchant, ruffians and scoundrels dared not to mess with him, and even the government had to protect him. Chen Tang really felt the beauty of it, and his admiration for Lin Su reached a new level.
"I don't know how many lifetimes of blessings I have accumulated to be able to meet my wife." Chen Tang lay on Lin Su's lap, watching the moon with the river waves, and suddenly he was inspired.
"I should be the one saying this." Lin Su smiled and lowered his head.
Chen Tang was always in a very good mood when he was with him: "Even if you have nothing, you can still make countless people follow you with just your mouth."
"What do I need those countless people for? You are enough." Lin Su patted his cheek and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild."
"I'm praising you." Chen Tang used to think that the lovers in the storybooks were always longing for each other. Now that he is in one of them, he knows that when love is strong, one will miss the person even when they are in person.
"Thank you for the compliment, my husband." Lin Su accepted it with a smile.
Although the waterways in the Jiangnan water towns are open, they are all small paths. The large ships change to pleasure boats and continue to move forward. There are pink peach blossoms and green willows along the way, and a new scene at every step. The customs and habits are really different from those in the capital.
The flood control here is almost done. Although there are still people in ragged clothes on the road, it is clean after all, and people's faces are more full of expectations for the future.
The women in the water towns are more gentle than those in the north. They really seem to be washed in water and speak in a soft voice.
However, no matter how softly she spoke, Chen Tang would always look straight ahead, coldly and ruthlessly, setting a good example for a husband. After all, if she looked at him one more time, her waist would ache, and if he didn't look, he had a legitimate reason to stop his wife from looking.
This kind of thing is more difficult for the servants, who have to help the master to reject the bees and butterflies that are attracted to the house from time to time. Most of them are sensible, but there are also some who are willing to be concubines when they see that there are two men.
Mr. Shen was truly ruthless in dealing with this kind of person, like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves: "How could a decent girl willingly degenerate and volunteer to be someone's concubine? Could it be that her family's poor upbringing has produced a prostitute?"
The girl fled with her face covered, her eyes red. Chen Tang opened his folding fan without any guilt. Just as he was about to return to his wife to claim credit, he heard a familiar voice: "Jing Chen?"
Chen Tang looked in the direction of the voice and was stunned when he saw the more familiar figure: "Zi Yu? Why are you here? When did you get here?"
"It wasn't long before I saw the whole process of you, Jingchen, debating with that girl." Yun Hui said with a smile.
In just over half a year, his temperament has undergone a drastic change. He has lost some of his scholarly frailty and has become as hard as a rock.
Chen Tang was a little embarrassed: "Brother Ziyu, I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself."
"Nothing, I've been looking around quite a bit." Yun Hui looked around and when he saw Lin Su, he bowed, "Brother Lin, long time no see."
Although he knew Lin Su's courtesy name, he was careful not to call him by his name in order to avoid causing him trouble.
Lin Su stood up and offered his seat: "Brother Ziyu, it's been a long time since we last met. When a man has not been seen for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes. Now it has been several months since we last met. If you hadn't taken the initiative to greet me, I might not have dared to recognize you."
"Brother Lin, thank you for your kind words." Yun Hui lifted his robe and sat in the teahouse. He was not wearing his official uniform, only a plain blue dress. However, when ordinary people passed by, they would greet him before leaving. Even the teahouse owner enthusiastically offered him tea and called out, "Master Yun."
Although enthusiastic, they do not disturb others.
Yun Hui is in charge of the river management, and he can be considered the local official. If he did not truly love the people like his own children, he would not be so respected by the people.
Yun Hui sat down, and a baby-faced boy following behind him diligently wiped the table for him, leaving the people in the teahouse feeling helpless.
The young boy was attentive but did not interrupt or disturb others. After he finished his work, he stood aside with bright eyes, looking very lively.
The boy had a small face but fair skin, and with a pair of lively eyes, he looked like a young master from some family, very likable. Chen Tang was too lazy to interrupt Lin Su and the others, only occasionally telling them interesting stories, but his eyes turned to the young boy, waving his fan to call them over to ask questions.
The young man glanced at Yun Hui, and after receiving his nod, he swiftly ran to the front of Chentang.
"How old are you, little guy?" Chen Tang asked as if he was teasing a child.
"I'm not a little guy anymore. I'm already sixteen this year, and I'll be coming of age in a few years." The boy's voice was clear, just like the flowing water here.
Chen Tang became interested: "Do you usually follow your master? How long have you been following him? What does he usually do?"
The young man glanced at Yun Hui again and said, "Since the Master has come, I have been following you. It is natural for me to follow you to take care of your food, clothing, and daily life. As for what the Master does on a daily basis, I am not well versed in literature, so I don't know."
"Your father is very knowledgeable, but he didn't even teach you to read?" Chen Tang didn't care what Yun Hui did. He was just bored and was studying how to play with it as if he had found a new toy.
"No, although you were busy with official duties, you still taught me to read." A trace of shame flashed in the boy's round eyes. "It's just that I was born with a poor talent for reading. I can never learn. It's not your fault."
"Hey, you are quibbling. As the saying goes, if a child is not taught well, it is the father's fault. If a child is not taught strictly, it is the teacher's laziness. If you can't learn, it's because your teacher didn't teach you well." Chen Tang was quibbling with the young man.
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