Chapter 223 The Wasted Son of an Ancient Family (21)
Changqing's days continued as usual.
He didn't actively visit his clansmen, but he also didn't stay indoors all the time.
When the weather is nice.
He even went out for a stroll on the street.
Sometimes he would run into familiar faces, and although the other person would try to avoid him, he didn't care at all.
and!
He also made a discovery—
That is, all the picture books I have are available in this small town, and there are even pirated copies!
"Young master, you are now famous throughout the country."
Jianqiu said with a hint of envy.
you do not say.
As the picture book spread, Mr. Qing's name naturally became known as well.
Changqing smiled. "I've heard that Mr. Qing is an old man with white hair..."
Jianqiu covered her mouth and laughed.
Just as she was about to say something, a voice came from the side.
"Heh, a second-generation rich kid who sends his maid to school in his place, can he possibly understand Mr. Qing's masterpiece?"
Changqing and Jianqiu looked over.
It turned out that a group of young people were sitting by the window of the teahouse on the second floor. They had obviously heard him speak and recognized him.
Who are you?
Changqing looked up and casually asked a question.
One of them stood up, leaning against the railing, looking down from above.
“Song Jian, a member of the Song clan, was a scholar.”
That's awesome.
So he had achieved official rank and honors.
Changqing laughed, "So you're a member of the clan. I think you're about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Why are you still acting like a little brother, sticking your neck out?"
There were probably four or five people in the group. Changqing could tell at a glance that the young man in the middle was the leader.
Song Jian's face immediately turned red.
Seeing this, the young man in the middle stepped forward.
"The eldest son of the Marquis's mansion doesn't read the classics, but he has a set of twisted logic. We are all brothers in the clan, and we are gathered together to make friends through literature. Why do you use such江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) terms like 'eldest brother' and 'younger brother'?"
Changqing's face hardened. "And who are you?"
Before the young man could reply, someone next to him stepped forward and introduced him, "This is Song Shaojun, the hope of the younger generation of the Song clan. He obtained the title of Xiucai at the age of twenty."
Song Shaojun?
I don't have much of an impression of Changqing.
A twenty-year-old scholar? He wasn't surprised.
Song Shaojun watched Chang Qing's expression and felt somewhat displeased when he saw that there was no surprise on his face.
"What? The eldest son of the Marquis's mansion is also in school, is he? Has he participated in the imperial examinations?"
He suddenly spoke, his tone laced with sarcasm.
Changqing shook his head. "My great-grandfather didn't take the imperial examinations and was illiterate, yet he wasn't granted a title of nobility. Every year, countless scholars who had passed the provincial examinations would visit the marquis's mansion, but I've actually seen very few scholars who passed the county examinations."
His tone was calm, but what he said was infuriating.
Jianqiu, who was listening from the side, burst out laughing. It was the first time she had ever seen a young master use his power to argue with people, and his expression and tone were truly infuriating.
The group of young people on the second floor were indeed furious.
It rushed down with a whoosh.
They weren't afraid of just a discarded son of a marquis's family.
"What? Are you going to make a move?"
Changqing stepped forward and shielded Jianqiu behind him.
He was tall and strong, and he was not afraid of four or five scholars. On the contrary, Song Jian, who was at the front, was so frightened that he took a step back and couldn't help but swallow.
While it's an exaggeration to say that scholars are powerless, none of these people were actually capable of fighting.
Seeing that Changqing was not frightened, but that his group was stuck in a dilemma.
"Tch, what's the point of rushing down if you're too scared to make a move?"
Changqing snorted coldly and turned to leave.
There aren't many people in the town.
But since things have gotten out of hand, naturally some people have gathered around to watch, and many of them are secretly astonished by what they see.
As expected of the eldest son of a marquis from the capital.
One person managed to intimidate a whole group of people.
Jianqiu followed Changqing with starry eyes, her heart pounding. She thought the young master looked incredibly handsome when he stood in front of her.
Changqing returned home.
Surprisingly, there was someone waiting at the door.
"Song Dabao greets the eldest young master!"
The newcomer was slightly overweight. He bowed to Changqing upon seeing him, carrying a bluefish in his hand, looking like he was presenting a treasure.
Changqing was stunned.
"you--"
Song Dabao scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "Young Master, you were still young back then, it's normal that you don't recognize me. When Madam was staying here, I often came over to eat snacks..."
"Come in and have a seat."
When someone comes to visit, Changqing will naturally not turn them away.
Before long, the two sat down at the table.
We chatted for a few minutes.
Changqing knew that Song Dabao was a simple person.
“I’m just not cut out for studying, but my parents and grandparents all say that only studying is noble, so they insist that I go to school. Actually, I think catching fish in the river is more interesting than studying.”
Song Dabao said with a bitter face.
"Life is long, and reading is not the only path."
Changqing then said this.
He inquired intentionally and learned about the clan meeting from Song Dabao in just a few words, which didn't surprise him.
They're all pragmatic people.
"But the clan has severed ties with me, Song Dabao, how dare you still come here? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"
He asked with some curiosity.
Song Dabao shook his head, "I only know that Madam used to take good care of us children, I can't be so heartless, and besides—"
He looked at Changqing with some curiosity, "Young Master doesn't seem outrageous, so why do they all say you have a bad reputation in the capital?"
Changqing laughed, "Then, do you think you're being absurd?"
Song Dabao pondered for a while, then shook his head as if he had realized something.
"Of course not, I just don't like reading, and those adults think I'm not doing anything productive!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Since we brought fish, we'll naturally cook fish for dinner.
Changqing also invited Song Dabao to stay for a meal.
He simply enjoys associating with simple people.
Before leaving, Song Dabao shook his head and said, "Brother Changqing, the mushrooms in the mountains will be growing in a few days. I'll get some more then, and we can have them with our drinks."
Changqing laughed heartily, "Okay."
He knew that although he didn't have many visitors, he had quite a few people paying attention to him.
Today's events will probably spread very quickly.
That is indeed the case.
The clan chief even called Song Shaojun and the others over and asked them about the situation with great concern.
"There was no fighting, just some minor conflict."
Song Jian said nonchalantly.
The clan chief looked at Song Shaojun and asked, "What are your thoughts?"
Song Shaojun was silent for a while, then said, "It doesn't matter. This is good. It can prove our attitude. When we go to the capital, we can go and see the Second Young Master and the Marquis's wife."
The meaning is clear: offending the eldest son is nothing; in fact, it can be considered a pledge of allegiance.
Upon hearing this, the clan chief nodded thoughtfully.
Song Jian nodded in agreement, "Brother Shaojun is very thoughtful. It's laughable that Song Dabao is still going out to deliver fish to people. He can't even find the real Buddha when he prays to Buddha."
Song Shaojun smiled as well.
Song Dabao?
He didn't take it to heart at all.
The clan chief, with a stern expression, reprimanded everyone, "You all seek fame and fortune, so you mustn't follow in the footsteps of that Song Dabao!"
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