Chapter 52: A Thousand Miles "You can understand me, right?"
Yong Shaolan was silent for a moment, as if he had seriously considered Zhao Yan's words. Then he got on the bed, lay down beside him, and put his arm around his waist. "Sorry. Let's sleep together."
Zhao Yan: “…”
He also turned sideways and looked at Yong Shaolan eagerly: "Why are you so obedient all of a sudden, Brother Lan?"
"Isn't this how it's supposed to be?" Yong Shaolan leaned over and pecked Zhao Yan on the forehead twice. "Isn't this how you fall in love?"
"Follow your heart."
Zhao Yan frowned.
"Alright, muah!" Zhao Yan imitated Yong Shaolan and kissed the corner of his lips several times. She put her arms around the man's neck and rubbed her whole face against him: "Kiss my boyfriend muah!"
The saliva covered half of Yong Shaolan's face.
The two of them slept in each other's arms for a while. After the hour of You, the sky darkened. Yong Shaolan prepared dinner, and Wang Dayong slowly walked back with Teacher Wang on his back.
Zhao Yan surrounded Yong Shaolan and helped him cook. He first saw Yong Shaolan looking outside, and then realized that it was probably Brother Wang who came back.
Zhao Yan poked his head out of the kitchen.
On the dim country road, Wang Dayong, carrying Teacher Wang on his back, walked to the door.
Zhao Yan called out softly, "Brother Wang, we're cooking!"
Wang Dayong's eyes darkened. He put Teacher Wang down from his back, turned around and glanced at his broken fence gate without saying anything.
Teacher Wang walked slowly beside Wang Dayong and asked with a smile, "Is your highness all right?"
"Me?" Zhao Yan pointed at himself, then realized that Teacher Wang was just being polite and said with a smile, "I'm fine."
"Come in and eat!" Zhao Yan opened the kitchen door and let Wang Dayong and Wang Jiaoyu in. Yong Shaolan served the meal, and the others gathered around the small kitchen table.
Teacher Wang never imagined that one day he would be able to dine with the Seventh Prince of Dayan and the Qilin child born to Nangong. He was so excited that he couldn't express it in words: "I am so grateful to have the honor of meeting His Highness the Seventh Prince and His Highness Prince Yong."
"Well." Zhao Yan: "Everyone is the same. Brother Lan and I, on the other hand, don't know how to thank Teacher Wang and Brother Wang."
Zhao Yan: "Did everything go smoothly for you two today?"
"Oh, it went smoothly, it went smoothly. Your Highness, don't worry. I, an old man, still have some influence over the magistrate of Nan County. Besides, Your Highness has given us enough money. There are already a constant stream of caravans from hundreds of cities to Jinling. It's just a letter to deliver, no more trouble. Today, I am in the city, and I..."
Before Teacher Wang finished speaking, shouting and cursing suddenly broke out in the yard.
The visitor was from Xiaowangzhai, a villager working for the landlord Liu. They were all locals. “You fucking fool Wang, come out!”
"You weren't home during the day, so I let you go. Just now, I saw you return Niu Er's ox cart. It's obvious that you've already gone home!"
"If you don't come out, I'm going to smash this place to pieces!"
"What's going on outside?"
Zhao Yan heard that the voices did not sound like the group from the daytime, but they introduced themselves again, and the shouting and cursing outside stopped. Wang Dayong, who was eating quietly, just remained silent without making a sound. Instead, it was the octogenarian Teacher Wang who raised his beard first.
Teacher Wang said, "They're here again! I told you not to harass people at their homes, and now you've disturbed their peace."
"I, an old man, will go and take a look."
After Wang Jiaoyu finished speaking, he wanted to stand up and apologize to Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan was so frightened that he quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and shook his head repeatedly: "Uncle Wang, you are too polite. Brother Lan and I are fine. You two should go and see what's going on outside."
"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you for your understanding," Teacher Wang said. He was about to stand up when Wang Dayong, who was standing silently beside him, grabbed his clothes and asked, "What are you doing?"
"..." The taciturn man put down his bowl and chopsticks and said solemnly: "Just let them make a fuss. If you ignore them for a while, just leave."
When Teacher Wang saw that Wang Dayong was such a wimp, he was furious and hit Wang Dayong on the head with a hammer: "You little bastard, you are possessed by the devil, let go!"
Wang Dayong: "No."
Zhao Yan watched the two of them secretly competing with each other and couldn't get a word in.
Several tenants outside were still shouting and cursing, and the words they repeated most were about Wang Dayong's background, saying that he had no father or mother. It gave Zhao Yan a headache to hear that.
In the kitchen, Teacher Wang and Wang Dayong argued for a while, and in the end, the silent Wang Dayong won.
Teacher Wang was so angry that his beard stood up: "What a bad fate! What a bad fate!"
Zhao Yan, who was watching from the side, was also filled with anger. At this time, Yong Shaolan picked up a piece of food for him and said, "Eat."
"Got it," Zhao Yan obediently turned his gaze to his own bowl and chopsticks. He found that Yong Shaolan had finished eating, cleared the bowl and chopsticks, and sat quietly looking at him. Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes at him and flattered him: "The food you cook is still so delicious."
Super whispered: "I don't know what happened to them."
After two quarters of an hour, the shouting and cursing outside the door died down. Zhao Yan finished his meal and waited for Teacher Wang and Wang Dayong.
Wang Dayong ate a lot so he ate slowly, but Teacher Wang kept whimpering and couldn't swallow his food.
After the rustling footsteps stopped, the group of people left.
Wang Dayong then stood up and quickly cleared the dishes. Zhao Yan quickly stood up and said, "Let me clean up."
"No need," Wang Dayong said, and walked out of the kitchen with the dishes.
Teacher Wang slowed down and let out a long sigh, "Let's not talk about this anymore."
After Wang Jiaoyu finished speaking, he took out the remaining silver and placed it on the low table, pushing it to Zhao Yan: "Your Highness's affairs have been handled. This is the remaining silver. I spent thirty taels of silver to send the letter by express horse."
"Not much, not much." Zhao Yan couldn't help but show joy when he heard that their business was going smoothly. "Is there anything else going on in the city?"
Teacher Wang stroked his white beard and said seriously, "I was just about to talk about this—"
Zhao Yan and Yong Shaolan listened to Wang Jiaoyu's story from inside the city. "It's strange, really. Yujing and Jinling have always been independent, and somehow, many officials from the capital were assigned to Shuntian Prefecture. I heard it from Captain Xu. It seems someone in Jinling committed a crime, and many people were exiled to southern Fujian to control floods, so there are many vacancies in Shuntian Prefecture. As for whether this is true or not, I dare not make any conclusions."
"Exile?" Zhao Yan felt that something was wrong. The people in Jinling were all vassals of the Nangong family, and the Shen family was the closest to them. Which family did Zhao Cheng target?
It's only been a short time, and he can't hold back anymore?
"Thank you for letting me know, sir."
Yong Shaolan grasped Zhao Yan's clenched fist, then changed the subject. He opened the purse on the low table, keeping only a small portion, and casually pushed the rest back to Teacher Wang: "I have something else to ask."
Teacher Wang thought there was something else that needed money, "What else can I do for you, Your Highness?"
Yong Shaolan said calmly, "Hunter Wang has done us two a favor—why were those people making things difficult for us?"
Upon hearing this, Teacher Wang knew that the nobleman wanted to help. His old eyes were cloudy, "This kind of thing shouldn't bother you two..."
…
At midnight, Zhao Yan hid at the doorway of the wing room, peeking out through the crack, extremely excited: "Brother Lan, is what you said true? Will this Miss Liu really come to see Brother Wang?"
Just now during dinner, Teacher Wang explained everything about Wang Dayong to them.
It is said that Wang Dayong and the girl from the landlord Liu's family in Xiaowangzhai fell in love with each other, but because Wang Dayong came from a poor family and had no parents, their marriage was opposed by the Liu family. However, Miss Liu was in love with Wang Dayong. Although she never disobeyed her parents, she was always waiting for Wang Dayong to save enough money and propose to her.
Zhao Yan had given Wang Dayong some silver before, but the other party refused to accept it even after several taels of silver, which showed that Wang Dayong was a man of integrity. So Yong Shaolan gave the remaining money to Teacher Wang and asked him to give it to Miss Liu, so that Miss Liu could persuade Wang Dayong to propose marriage.
If we do this, it will probably be accomplished.
Yong Shaolan made the bed for them and stood in front of the window, glancing at Zhao Yan: "Yeah."
…
Sure enough, not long after, the girl from the Liu family really came.
Every other day, Wang Dayong would prepare firewood and send it to the school, along with the game he had hunted. Although it was worth very little, it would help improve the children's diet. Even though the government had stopped paying him, he still continued to do so. Because Miss Liu no longer received money from the government, she continued to teach the children at the school and even used her own money to supplement her income.
It was three quarters past midnight when Wang Dayong finally sorted out the firewood and tied it into bundles.
At this time, someone outside called out: "Dayong, are you there?"
Zhao Yan leaned forward through the crack in the door and saw a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old walking towards Wang Dayong's house.
Wang Dayong seemed a little surprised and stood there stupidly looking at the woman.
…
In the wing room.
Zhao Yan: "It's really here!"
"You are truly a prophet, Brother Lan!"
I don’t know what the two people outside the door are talking about, but since Miss Liu has come, Yong Shaolan’s guess is correct!
Zhao Yan happily ran to Yong Shaolan, gave him a big hug, and rubbed his face: "Kiss, kiss, kiss!"
"Just that little bit of silver can solve the problem... Well, a few hundred taels of silver is not a small amount." Zhao Yan roughly calculated the purchasing power of a few hundred taels of silver, and frowned. "I hope they can talk it out tonight, so that it can be considered a good marriage!"
“It’s money well spent!”
After years of living a life of luxury, Zhao Yan had lost his concept of money. A few hundred taels of silver was just the money his mother gave him for a horse when he was eleven or twelve years old - now this money could fulfill his savior's wish.
Yong Shaolan lowered his eyes, "Very happy?"
"Yeah!" Zhao Yan nodded frantically. "Brother Wang helped us. It only cost us a little money, but it solved his big headache. Naturally, he's happy."
Zhao Yan raised his eyes and looked at Yong Shaolan. He knew that Yong Shaolan asked about Wang Dayong just now because of his mutterings yesterday, so he felt even happier.
Yong Shaolan took his matter to heart and was willing to help.
Zhao Yan held Yong Shaolan's cheek and kissed him on the lips several times: "You are such a good boyfriend!"
As a result, just as Zhao Yan finished the kiss, he heard the sound of two people arguing outside the room.
Zhao Yan only saw Miss Liu throw the bag of silver money at Wang Dayong and cry, "Don't come to the school anymore, and we don't want to see each other again!"
After saying that, the woman rushed out.
no? ?
How come things are different from what he imagined...
After everyone left and he was sure that no one was around, Zhao Yan rushed out. Looking at the dejected Wang Dayong, he looked puzzled and said, "Brother Wang, what did you say? Why did Miss Liu leave?"
Wang Dayong handed the purse to Zhao Yan without saying anything, then walked towards his room.
When they reached the door, Wang Dayong said again, "I shouldn't have taken your money. I didn't earn it, and it will eventually run out."
"I'm not helping you for money." After saying that, Wang Dayong closed the door.
Zhao Yan: “……?”
After Wang Dayong entered the room, Zhao Yan returned to the wing room in anger. Yong Shaolan was not surprised to see him back. "Didn't it work?"
Zhao Yan scratched his head: "Hmm..."
Zhao Yan probably understood what Wang Dayong meant. He wanted to provide a good life for his beloved girl, but honestly, it would be difficult for him to earn that much money just by hunting. Although he didn't know how old Miss Liu was, she was definitely of marriageable age.
Brother Wang, aren’t you wasting time?
Yong Shaolan retracted his gaze and said calmly, "You have done what you can."
"Come and sleep."
Zhao Yan pursed his lips, "...Okay."
Zhao Yan went to bed angrily. His mood remained volatile for a long time, and he couldn't fall asleep. He had no choice but to put the things in his mind aside and change the subject to talk to Yong Shaolan: "Um, Brother Lan, is your arm feeling better?"
Yong Shaolan opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yan sideways: "Yeah, much better. The gauze can be removed in a few days."
"Not sleepy?"
"...Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy," Zhao Yan forced himself to close his eyes, unwilling to discuss Wang Dayong's affairs with Yong Shaolan anymore. "Let's sleep. I don't care about these things anymore. Maybe I always think things are simple."
Zhao Yan took the initiative to put his arm around Yong Shaolan's waist: "Good night, baby."
Yong Shaolan: “…”
I know what Zhao Yan is thinking about.
He comforted her again: "You have done your job well today."
"Don't try to change someone easily."
"Really?" Zhao Yan pursed his lips, opened his eyes, and looked at Yong Shaolan's very special eyes in the faint moonlight outside the window. He knew what Yong Shaolan meant. It was Wang Dayong's choice not to use their money, and he didn't need to interfere.
Zhao Yan: "But I don't think so. Hasn't Brother Lan changed a lot for me?"
Zhao Yan: "Based on your personality, you shouldn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, right?"
"People can get along with each other through friction," Zhao Yan thought for a moment. "According to Instructor Wang, Brother Wang and Miss Liu have been in each other's hearts for so long, so they must be compatible. Why doesn't Brother Wang take the initiative?"
"Even if it's not his money, if we live well in the future, we can still live a good life."
"I really can't figure it out..."
"Then don't think about it," Yong Shaolan interrupted Zhao Yan, "If you can't sleep, do you want to do something else?"
"What? Kiss?"
"..." Zhao Yan covered Yong Shaolan's lips with his hands: "No, every time you say you want to kiss, you have to kiss for a long time."
After saying that, Zhao Yan turned over and lay flat on his back, thinking to himself: "Maybe we've hurt his pride too much. We should change the money into copper coins, put them in a treasure chest, and find a way to let Brother Wang pick it up..."
Yong Shaolan: “…”
Yong Shaolan stood up, lifted Zhao Yan's chin, and said in a cold tone, "Sometimes I really don't know what's going on in your mind."
"Since you've already offered to help, even if you've done what you should do, since he refused, you shouldn't interfere."
"..." Zhao Yan turned over again, looked at Yong Shaolan, and pondered his words seriously: "Are you saying that I seem to have no sense of boundaries?"
Yong Shaolan didn't say anything.
Zhao Yan frowned: "Um, Brother Lan, do you think I'm a little stupid?"
"I've always been a nosy person," Zhao Yan frowned. "You don't know, but two years ago, Aunt Wang, who sells buns on Jinling Street, and Aunt Li, who sells tofu, had a big fight over occupying their stall. It ended up in the Jinling government office. My friend was investigating the case there at the time, and I looked through the files. I found out that Aunt Li, the tofu seller, had lost her husband early, and had a fifteen-year-old son and a three-year-old daughter who were waiting for him to support them. So I had my servant secretly give her children over a hundred taels of silver, hoping that their lives would be better. But after a while, I found out that Aunt Li had used the money to bribe the manager of the Chamber of Commerce and had Aunt Wang's stall moved to the most deserted spot, which almost put her stall out of business."
"Then I went to the Jinling Chamber of Commerce and said a few words on behalf of Aunt Li. After that, Aunt Li started walking sideways on Jinling Street again."
"After my mother found out, she immediately demoted all the people who worked for me at the Jinling government office."
Thinking of the mess he had made before, Zhao Yan felt a bit of a headache: "I often mean well but end up doing bad things."
After saying that, Zhao Yan turned his head to look at Yong Shaolan again: "I have done many stupid things. I remember them all now. But no matter what stupid things I did before, everyone would compliment me."
"Even my mother won't scold me."
“So I never changed.”
Yong Shaolan: "Thinking about your previous life?"
From reaching for the stars to wandering the world, it would be a lie to say there is no gap. Zhao Yan sighed and looked back: "No."
"I just don't know what Brother Lan likes about me. Our personalities are quite different."
“…”
Yong Shaolan raised his hand to brush away the boy's hair from his temples and pinched his earlobe. Zhao Yan felt numb and uncomfortable and tilted his head.
Yong Shaolan pecked Zhao Yan on the lips again and said frankly: "No reason."
Zhao Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm actually not particularly stupid."
Zhao Yan also took the initiative to kiss Yong Shaolan, "I just talked about a lot of stupid things I did, but I didn't mention more good things than that."
“I like to do my best to do what I like.”
"Just wait and see. I will definitely be able to help Brother Wang, and it won't affect us."
"Brother Lan."
"You can understand me!"
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