Chapter 114: On Education [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
Even through the air, Shen Tang could feel that Qi Shan's blood pressure was already skyrocketing, as if it had been floored.
But the other party involved didn't care.
"What are you yelling about?" Chu Yao suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. Facing Qi Shan, who seemed to have swallowed gunpowder and could explode at any moment, he remained calm and even retorted, "Do you think you have a voice? I am old, but I am not deaf."
Qi Shan's anger surged even further.
"You mean you..." His fingers trembled with anger as he pointed at the filthy-faced Shen Tang, the hunched-over Lin Feng, and the trembling piglet and the dark-faced man, all trembling under Wen Xin's oppression. The more he looked, the more frustrated he felt. "How... how did he become like this?"
At this moment, Qi Shan was starting to question the meaning of life.
He was only gone for five or six days, not five or six years, right?
What happened to the handsome, fair-skinned young man, who had an androgynous appearance?
Who is this innocent-looking little fool who blinks his eyes like he came from some backwater village?
So dirty, did it roll back from the mud?
Chu Yao: "Young people are naturally lively and active."
"Is this just because he's lively and active?"
Qi Shan gave a cold laugh.
He grew increasingly disgusted with Chu Yao. At thirty-four, Chu Yao acted like an elder in front of him, constantly referring to himself as "this old man," which subtly placed him on a lower level. And now, he was casually dismissing such a serious matter as "the liveliness and restlessness of a teenager"?
Chu Yao retorted, "Otherwise what? Suppressing one's nature isn't good for Wu Lang. He should act out when he wants to, laugh when he wants to. A person only has one youth in their lifetime. If he doesn't take advantage of his youthful energy to have fun, is he going to wait until he's old to start jumping around?"
Qi Shan's face trembled with anger as she shouted, "Nonsense!"
Chu Yao narrowed his eyes, showing no fear of Qi Shan's slightly out-of-control Wen Xin pressure due to anger. On the other hand, the black-faced man and the piglets were trembling under the pressure, huddled together in fear.
His tone suddenly turned serious: "Qi Shan, who do you think you are?"
Hearing this from the side, Shen Tang sensed that the atmosphere was rapidly turning sour. Seeing that sparks seemed to be flying between Qi Shan and Chu Yao, she quickly wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead and stepped between the two, trying to separate them.
How strange!
Qi Shan was one thing, after all, he was a man of letters and not a bad person to be trifled with, but how could Chu Yao have such an imposing aura? It even made her, who was standing between the two of them, feel an anxiety and tension that she couldn't describe in words.
"Um, Yuanliang, you must be tired from your long journey back. Why don't you go down and rest for a bit? Wuhui, I'm hungry. How about we call Banbu over to kill that black-faced bastard and make some meat for everyone tonight?"
Shen Tang is prepared to sacrifice the black-faced "general" she just "recruited," sacrificing his flesh so that she can be happy alone!
Chu Yao's expression softened slightly.
"Goro, Yao has something to discuss with Motoyoshi."
Shen Tang said, "What is there to talk about? Can't I listen?"
Qi Shan scoffed, her tone dripping with sarcasm: "Yes, is there anything you need to hide or not hear?"
Shen Tang felt a slight chill run down her spine and said weakly, "That's not what I meant. I'm just worried that you two might start making advances while you're talking."
The principle has shifted from "gentlemen use words, not fists" to "fighting, not talking."
Chu Yao abandoned his composure and angrily rolled up his sleeves.
"Am I afraid of Qi Yuanliang?"
Shen Tang could only whisper a reminder to him from the side: "I know you're not afraid, but Wu Hui... you don't have literary talent."
It's a real loss to not have literary talent.
Chu Yao sneered, "Why should I be afraid of this? Does he think he's raising a daughter? What's wrong with running around, laughing, and playing around? What's wrong with riding a pig? What's wrong with herding pigs? Does he really want to stay indoors like a sheltered noblewoman?"
Shen Tang: "..."
Wow, wow!
The fire suddenly spread to her.
She didn't mention Shen Tang by a single word, but every sentence referred to her.
Qi Shan, her face ashen, said, "When did Shan mention raising a daughter?"
Chu Yao responded with an "Oh," and then said, "So you want to raise a gentleman?"
Qi Shan: "..."
"He who knows others is wise; he who knows himself is enlightened." Chu Yao changed the subject again, ignoring Qi Shan's dark face, and continued, "It's not that I'm trying to discourage you, but it's always better to be honest. Wu Lang is different from the people you've met before; he's still young."
All that's left is to tell Qi Shan—
You, Qi Yuanliang, are not cut out to teach a virtuous and upright person.
Let's face reality and let them roam freely.
Traditional literati education was completely unsuitable.
Qi Shan's monogram on her waist was already stirring, with wisps of literary energy emanating from it, as if it could burst forth at any moment.
Shen Tang: "..."
She always felt that her role was a bit strange.
Before she could ponder what was strange, Qi Shan's gloomy expression softened considerably, and she said, "Even so, it would be better if you taught him some words of power or common sense, better than letting him..."
He struggled for a long time before finally managing to utter the words "riding a pig".
Chu Yao didn't even frown: "What's wrong with riding a pig? Throughout history, many famous generals didn't only ride horses. Some rode oxen, elephants, tigers, or leopards into battle. Who cares what they ride? As long as the thing they're riding can run, that's fine. Stop dawdling."
Qi Shan: "..."
Shen Tang: "..."
Lin Feng, who had been in a daze for a moment, finally understood: "..."
Chu Yao, realizing what he had said, was speechless.
Spending too much time in a place like Yuehua Tower would inevitably influence even someone like him who received a traditional literary education. Even if he didn't mean to make lewd jokes, the "vulgar language" he uttered couldn't help but make people overthink and generate a lot of nonsense.
Qi Shan's blood pressure, which had just come down, spiked again.
"Chu! Wu! Hui!"
"I'm right in front of you, no need to whine." Chu Yao felt guilty for only a moment before regaining his composure. "I've been busy these past few days, practically running around, and you're not here. So, who's been watching over Wu Lang? I'm just too busy to be in two places at once..."
So Goro didn't keep an eye on him and went to ride the pig.
Qi Shan: "..."
So it's all his fault?
Chu Yao's mind raced, and he quickly came up with a clever retort: "Besides, don't you even look at why Wu Lang did this? You just see him riding a pig and playing around and you think it's wrong? Am I condoning or indulging him? Humph, how shallow! If you were to become a tutor, you would surely mislead students!"
Qi Shan mocked, "Then tell me why?"
Chu Yao slapped Shen Tang's notebook bamboo slips into Qi Shan's arms and said, "You'll understand once you've read it. If piglets can be marketed in a few months and taste good, the people will accept it. Even if not every household raises them, it will at least provide people with another livelihood. This is clearly a good thing that benefits the people for generations to come, not just for one person's amusement. But you, Qi Yuanliang, are narrow-minded and only see Wu Lang's antics. Tell me, who is right and who is wrong?"
Lin Feng: "..."
Does my lord truly possess such lofty ambitions and a broad mind?
Shen Tang: "..."
No, she wasn't. She wasn't. She was clearly forced into this situation and was just riding the pig for fun...
It's like when parents are arguing, Tangmei is the poor little thing caught in the middle.
Helping either of them is not the right thing to do |ω｀)
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