Chapter 209 The Benefits of Marrying a Pockmarked Man
Lin Yuesha rubbed her eyes, everything seemed like a dream, because she saw the pockmarked face. How could he be here? This must be a dream, she hadn't woken up yet.
"Miss Lin, Mr. Yun, the teacher the city lord has assigned to teach you music, chess, calligraphy and painting, has arrived."
Granny Wu coughed twice, reminding Lin Yuesha.
Although the barbarians don't care much about etiquette, they, like the people of Daqi, have a tradition of respecting teachers and have some respect for their instructors.
"Mr. Yun?"
Lin Yuesha opened her eyes and looked over again. She was sure she wasn't dreaming, but how did the pockmarked face become a teacher?
“From today onwards, I, Yun, will be responsible for teaching Miss Lin the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.”
Xiao Qi nodded and winked at his younger sister.
This time, he not only risked his life but also went to great lengths to sneak in.
Yuwen Kun was inherently suspicious, and after much deliberation, he ultimately chose him over one of his subordinates, which surprised Xiao Qi. One could say that he was chosen because his mask was exceptionally ugly.
The city lord of Sishui City probably has some feelings for my younger sister, which is why he doesn't like handsome men to get close to her.
“Mr. Yun, our daughter is injured and I’m afraid she can’t play the guqin.”
Jiang Baozhu helped Lin Yuesha up and wiped her face with a handkerchief. Normally, the master should leave at this time, but the pockmarked-faced Mr. Yun was very calm. He sat in the corner, opened his bag, and set out a zither.
"It's alright, Miss Lin can listen to the zither first."
Xiao Qi sat down in a chair, found a comfortable position, and casually plucked the strings. At first, the first two or three notes were out of tune, but after a few plucks, everyone heard the tinkling sound of spring water, which calmed their hearts.
The pockmarked man has arrived. Could he be here to save her? Lin Yuesha had a lot to say, but it wasn't convenient right now.
Yang Xiu was watching her intently from the side. Lin Yuesha was certain that if she made any unusual moves, Yang Xiu would find an opportunity to complain, and she couldn't find a reason to send him away.
The pockmarked man was quite capable, single-handedly teaching all the subjects of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and Lin Yuesha actually understood a little of it.
It's a pity that such a talented person was just as repressed and lewd as the other men.
However, since we are all human, we cannot escape the common human tendency to be attracted to beauty, and there is nothing wrong with that.
As evening approached and the day's classes ended, Xiao Qi packed his things and left, and the two of them still couldn't find an opportunity to chat.
"This gentleman is very talented, but he is a bit ugly."
After seeing the person off, Jiang Baozhu muttered to herself.
Moreover, Lin Yuesha is not in good condition at present, and her dressings need to be changed three times a day, so it is not easy to arrange too many schoolwork for her.
"So what if I'm ugly? Did I eat your rice?"
Without a second thought, Yang Xiu retorted to Jiang Baozhu that someone with such talent and integrity is valued for their temperament, not their looks. She couldn't help but be captivated by his music.
For a woman, it is a blessing to marry a man of talent and learning.
"Does a rough, uncouth man from the mountains know what romance is? Every day he's busy with firewood, rice, oil, salt, farming, and hunting, covered in the muddy smell that he can't wash off. But Mr. Yun is different. If you marry him, you'll not only have no worries about food and clothing, but when you're feeling down, he'll play music to soothe you. In the winter snow, he'll cook wine and tea on a small red clay stove and play chess with you. This is truly a wonderful life that transcends the mundane."
As Yang Xiu spoke, she noticed Lin Yuesha and Jiang Baozhu staring at her in shock, and her face suddenly turned red.
Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?
Yang Xiu's father was an accountant who dealt with money every day during his life. He was always talking about money and copper coins and was extremely mercenary.
Her mother was a down-to-earth, shrewish woman from the streets; she could argue with her neighbors for hours on end.
Because of this, the Yang family had always had a bad relationship with their neighbors. After her parents passed away, Yang Xiu rarely left the house. She didn't want to become a shrew like her mother and only wanted to marry a talented man, which is why she set her sights on Xiao Qi.
"You're not wrong, but didn't you want to be my sister-in-law?"
Lin Yuesha clicked her tongue in amazement. This has changed too fast, hasn't it?
"No, I changed my mind a long time ago. Your elder brother is not even half as good as Mr. Yun."
Yang Xiu curled her lip in disdain. Xiao Qi was just a blockhead. As a scholar, he had no taste whatsoever and could not compare to the refined Mr. Yun.
Lin Yuesha: "..."
If Yang Xiu knew that the pockmarked man could also hunt, wouldn't he pounce on him?
Lin Yuesha twitched her lips. Knowing that someone didn't care about appearances and appreciated her pockmarked face, she felt a little uncomfortable, and her chest felt tight.
"Mr. Yun may already be married."
Lin Yuesha subconsciously tried to discourage Yang Xiu, hoping he wouldn't be a toad trying to eat swan meat. She pointed out that with his pockmarked face, he was more than capable of finding a better woman.
"Probably not."
Yang Xiu laughed smugly, "I've observed that Mr. Yun's cuffs are faded from washing and the seams are already coming undone. If he were to get married, how could there be such an unvirtuous woman?"
Therefore, Yang Xiu guessed that Mr. Yun was all alone and an extremely virtuous man.
When Mr. Yun arrives tomorrow, she will try to curry favor with him. Perhaps Mr. Yun will be able to plead with the city lord to take her away from here.
Lin Yuesha's face flushed. If she followed her old ways of thinking, a woman like her getting married would make the man lose face. But who says that needlework has to be done by women? With her pockmarked face, she's so versatile. What can't she do besides giving birth?
Yang Xiu changed her mind and stopped opposing Lin Yuesha, as if nothing had happened before, and instead fulfilled her duties as a maid.
Before I went to sleep, Granny Wu came by and brought me a box of the finest ointment.
"Granny Wu, will this leave a scar?"
Lin Yuesha loves beauty, and that area is on her chest. If there's a scar there, it really affects her appearance.
"meeting."
The wound is too deep; no matter how good the medicine is, it is destined never to fully recover. It can only be slowed down.
The skin with a scar is different from the rest of the skin; it's deeper.
Lin Yuesha understood the reasoning, but upon learning that traces had been left behind, she sighed slightly. This was fate; at least she was alive, so she shouldn't be so sentimental.
Late at night, Lin Yuesha was groggily woken up and saw that an oil lamp was already lit in the room. Jiang Baozhu was dressed neatly and stood nervously by the table.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yuesha was puzzled and had just asked when Yang Xiu hurriedly entered from outside, followed by two barbarian soldiers.
After the two men entered, without saying a word, they took out a cloth to cover their faces and covered the eyes of the three men.
"This is the city lord's intention."
The soldiers didn't speak Daqi, but rather a barbarian language that Yang Xiu couldn't understand, making him think he was about to be killed.
"Why is God doing this to me? I haven't even met Brother Yun yet."
With her face covered, Yang Xiu cried and sobbed. The barbarian soldiers, annoyed by her noise, had her mouth gagged.
Lin Yuesha felt herself boarding a carriage and guessed that the location where the barbarians were hiding might not be safe enough, which was why the location had changed.
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