Chapter 218: Wolf Ambitions, Don’t Try to Harm Me
Sang Zhixia really didn't expect this.
She looked at Xu Yu in astonishment, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether she should first ask Xu Yu where the silver he sent back came from, or how this man came up with this idea in the first place.
As if amused by her surprise, Xu Yu leaned forward and rubbed her forehead affectionately, whispering, "Your mother is worried about you. I'm afraid that no matter how you describe it in your letter, she won't be at ease. She's worried that you'll suffer here, that you won't have enough food and clothing."
"Send some spending money back from time to time. When mother-in-law sees it, she'll know you have enough money. With that, she'll be able to imagine that you're doing well and won't worry too much."
"If we can make my mother-in-law worry less, it can be considered as our filial piety together."
Sang Zhixia looked at the handsome face so close to her, her eyelashes fluttering up and down as she slid across Xu Yu's eyelids. Her voice was inexplicably hoarse: "When did you start sending money to Kyoto for me along with the correspondence?"
Xu Yu said with a smile, "Why are you asking this?"
"Just tell me if I ask you. Why do you care about me?"
Xu Yu raised his wrist, slid his fingertips across the side of Sang Zhixia's face, and chuckled softly, "Not long, just a few times."
"At first, the amount was small, only thirty or fifty taels. Later, as Chen Jing'an's business expanded, the amount gradually increased. This is fine."
"As my mother-in-law saw the increasing amount of silver sent back with the letters, she figured your life in the northwest was getting better, and she felt a little more at ease."
But apart from sending some money as subsidies, it is really difficult to do more.
First, the distance is too far, and second, the Xu family is still guilty and cannot be made public, otherwise it will cause trouble for the people in Kyoto.
Xu Yu was worried that Sang Zhixia and her family would feel uncomfortable, so he softened his voice and said, "Chen Jing'an will be returning to Kyoto after the New Year. Can you ask him to go back and help you then?"
"I don't think everything will be arranged properly with Bai Ziyu. When Chen Jing'an returns, I'll ask him to think of a solution. It would be best if he could personally weigh my brother-in-law to see if he's really grown taller and heavier as my mother-in-law said in her letter."
Sang Zhixia was originally feeling stuffy in the chest and nose, but when she heard the piggy-like tone, she couldn't help laughing.
She glared at Xu Yu, her eyes reddening. "My mother and brother are mostly in the inner chambers. Chen Jing'an is an outsider. How can you expect him to touch her?"
Xu Yu blinked as if he was troubled, then laughed and said, "What's so difficult about this?"
"Let Chen Jing'an steal my brother-in-law out. Wouldn't he know the answer just by touching him?"
The eldest brother, alone, said that he was going to steal children from good families without any guilt at all, and he was as confident as if he was picking a cabbage from his own field.
Sang Zhixia was both angry and amused. She raised her hand, twisted his stiff arm, and gritted her teeth, "Just forget it."
"How old is my brother? He can't stand the shock of someone who seems to have kidnapped him."
Xu Yu was not annoyed by being twisted. He smiled and held Sang Zhixia's wrist: "Don't worry, everything is fine in Kyoto."
"If anything goes wrong, the people who stay there can respond in time, so it's not a big deal."
The only thing Xu Yu could do now was to ask someone to take care of everything as carefully as possible, so as to relieve Sang Zhixia's anxiety.
Wait till the day...
Xu Yu lowered his eyes to hide the dark look that passed through his eyes, and said with an ambiguous tone: "Zhizhi, wait for two more years."
He glossed over the details and said with a smile, "When the time comes, take your mother-in-law and brother-in-law out of the Sang family and relocate them to a place you both like. That way, they won't be disturbed by the wives and concubines in that courtyard, okay?"
The emotion that had just been ignited in Sang Zhixia's heart disappeared in an instant, and she looked at Xu Yu as if she was looking at a not-so-bright fool.
"Ah."
"I'm very touched that you think so, but just thinking about it, you know it's impossible, okay?"
Although her mother was not interested in the glory given by General Sang.
Of course, General Sang, that utter scumbag father, never gave him any glory.
But since she was a concubine who gave birth to children in the Sang family, how could she have the chance to step out of the Sang family's door again?
Sang Zhixia waved her hand dejectedly, obviously unwilling to think too much about it.
Xu Yu forced her to stop in time, but a subtle sarcasm flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Is it impossible?
Is there anything that is truly impossible?
As long as General Sang dies and the Sang family is destroyed, what else can be difficult?
It’s a pity that my brother-in-law is too young to support the family.
Otherwise, it is not impossible to find a way to make his brother-in-law the head of the Sang family.
However, it was too early for this matter. Xu Yu didn't want to say anything more to disturb Sang Zhixia's mind, so he changed the subject as she wished. After she fell asleep, he pushed the door open and walked out.
Xu Minghui was sitting in the yard. The orange lamp on the small table next to him was as small as a bean, and a large patch of moonlight was cast around him, so the light seemed quite sufficient.
What spoiled the mood was a small pile of books and papers on the small table.
What he held in his hand was the homework written by Xu Mingyang.
Xu Minghui looked at the few pieces of paper floating in his hands, his expression more solemn than ever.
Black in gray.
Xu Yu originally wanted to talk to him about something, but when he noticed that his expression was not right, he decisively turned around and left.
But it's still too late.
"Big brother."
Xu Yu's back suddenly stiffened, and from behind him came Xu Minghui's trembling voice: "Brother."
"Tell me, Mingyang... what's going to happen to him in the future?"
The Xu family has produced many warriors and no commoners.
Xu Mingyang is very likely to be the first blind migrant in the true sense.
He can read, but it is worse than not knowing.
As for Xu Mingyang's special talent of combining the strengths of various schools and turning them into his own twisted and evil words, he might as well not know a single word.
At least there is one advantage if you don't know it at all. You won't make up stories by inserting the Analects into the Spring and Autumn Period, nor will you break down four-character idioms into pieces and then twist them together.
In the end, it pieced together the cruel scene before our eyes that was unbearable to watch.
How can I watch this?
Xu Yu had already realized how unmatched Xu Mingyang was, so he remained silent and did not respond.
Xu Minghui's fingers trembled as he gripped the ink-stained paper in his hand. He spoke in a daze, doubting his life: "He...he is actually worse than someone who has never been to school..."
People who have not been educated will not pick up a pen to write or talk nonsense. They will not hurt anyone because they don’t understand.
Xu Mingyang seemed to understand, but not quite, and indiscriminately slaughtered everyone who checked his homework.
But this kid is very confident!
He was so confident that it made Xu Minghui's scalp tingle.
Xu Yu thought of the old man who sighed every time he saw Xu Mingyang writing. He pondered for a long time and said hesitantly, "At least his handwriting is okay."
I started learning from a famous teacher at the age of three, and I studied hard and practiced writing without stopping. I wasted so much good paper and ink, but my hard work did produce some results.
Barely watchable.
Xu Minghui didn't feel comforted at all, but instead felt even more heartbroken.
Not to mention Xu Yanran's beautiful and clear handwriting, there is no need to say more about Xu Jinxi being too young to hold a pen. The other copy placed next to him is from Xu Mingxu.
Xu Mingxu just turned four years old, but in terms of writing style, he is already much better than Xu Mingyang.
Moreover, Xu Mingxu had a rare ability of remembering everything he saw. Perhaps he did not understand the profound meaning, but he completed the lessons taught by the old man much better than Xu Mingyang. At such a young age, he had an intelligence that could not be ignored.
Xu Mingyang can't do it.
Xu Mingyang is so honest that it's a headache.
He only wanted to find Huo Jiandan to fight, and to consolidate his power in the village...
All that was on Xu Mingyang's mind were the katydids that he hadn't caught!
Xu Yu looked at Xu Minghui's pale profile and remained silent.
Xu Minghui trembled and pinched his aching brow. He said bitterly, "I started learning at the age of three, was familiar with the Analects at the age of five, and could write articles at the age of seven..."
"I really can't afford this brother."
"Here it is. From now on, you will teach..."
"Why should I want something that you don't want?"
Xu Yu looked at Xu Minghui warily and said word by word, "You have evil intentions."
"Don't try to hurt me."
Xu Minghui: “…”
This brother is really not worth having anymore.
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