He shook his head again to deny it. How could Ye Zelin look like him? Ye Zelin doesn't look like him at all!
The one-armed general was wrong.
The old general urged: "Just do what I tell you to do."
The one-armed general held his forehead and said helplessly, "General, he is your own grandson. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. Why are you worried? Can he really harm his own family?"
The old general said, "Why is he investigating the Luoyang prefect? That case from over twenty years ago was closed long ago. I can't let him get into trouble. What if he harms my Ye family? Just do it if I ask you to. Why are you nagging me? Get out of here and don't get in my way."
The old general ordered them to leave without hesitation.
"Yes, I'll take my leave." The one-armed general stood up.
The old general stopped the man again and spoke nice words to him for a long time before letting him go.
Finally, the old general hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "Old He, if anyone dares to touch anyone from my Ye family, no matter who they are, don't let them go."
When Hua Fushu returned to Penglai Residence, Ye Zelin had already changed and was wrapped in an ivory-white pajamas robe. He was leaning on the wooden couch, looking lazy.
Hua Fushu walked over and saw that he looked unhappy. He asked, "What's wrong? Did the old man bully you?"
Ye Zelin said: "No."
Hua Fushu asked, "Is it the old man who doesn't want you to take the imperial examination?"
Ye Zelin nodded.
Hua Fushu said, "Are you unhappy about this? Even if your parents don't support you, you still have me. No matter what you do, I will always stand by you."
Ye Zelin stood up and hugged Hua Fushu from behind, resting his smooth chin on her shoulder. He said, "Whether my grandfather supports me or stops me, I never care, and I'm not unhappy. My grandfather, he said he wanted to kick me out of the house."
Hua Fushu was shocked. "Is your grandfather crazy? How can he say such a thing?"
Ye Zelin asked casually, "Hua Fushu, if that day comes, will you still stay by my side?"
Hua Fushu said: "Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog. Wherever you are, I will be there."
Ye Zelin pushed Hua Fushu away, clearly unhappy, "Can you speak? You are the chicken, you are the dog!"
He is a handsome and noble young man. How can lowly creatures like chickens and dogs compare with him?
Hua Fushu didn't think he had said anything wrong, so he smiled and said, "It's just an analogy. Don't be angry. Then, how about I say, I will be with you through life and death, and I will never leave you."
Ye Zelin's anger turned into laughter. He wasn't really angry in the first place. "Fushu, I really don't care what Grandfather does. I'm just a little sad."
Hua Fushu comforted him with a few words, and Ye Zelin felt a little better.
Hua Fushu said, "I met a strange man when I came back just now."
Ye Zelin asked, "Who is it?"
Hua Fushu said, "I don't know him. He's tall and quite old. He came from Feiyuan. He doesn't look like someone from our house."
Ye Zelin asked again: "Is he one-armed?"
Hua Fushu nodded, "Yes."
Ye Zelin knew the man's identity. "That's General He, a former general under my grandfather. He was nicknamed the One-Armed General. Don't underestimate him just because he's missing an arm. Few in the army could rival him."
Hua Fushu started to wonder, "How did his arm get broken?"
Ye Zelin said, "It was cut off by the Western Xia barbarians during the Song-Xia War thirty years ago. My father told us that General He's arm was lost because of my grandfather, so we should respect General He. You weren't rude to General He just now, were you?"
"He called me 'little lady'." Hua Fushu said.
Ye Zelin said, "He is greeting you."
Hua Fushu suddenly said, "I rolled my eyes at him."
Ye Zelin asked: "Why?"
Hua Fushu said, "That weird old man was smiling and calling me 'young lady'. He looked so frivolous. He could have just greeted me, why did he have to smile? I don't even know him."
Ye Zelin said, "That's because he's kind and serious, and he's afraid he'll scare you."
Hua Fushu retorted, "He's not kind at all."
Ye Zelin: “…”
The Kong family private school was located in a courtyard in the front yard, with several clusters of bamboo and winter plum trees planted in the courtyard.
Mr. Kong taught a total of sixteen students, eight of whom were his grandsons and nephews, six were children of officials, one was a new disciple, and the other was a grand-disciple who was sent in to study through connections.
He was Ling Zhiheng, the son of Ling Shilang, the Minister of Rites. Because he had nothing to do and was good for nothing, spending his days playing with cats and dogs, his father sent him to the Kong family private school. Mr. Kong was initially reluctant to accept Ling Zhiheng, but unable to resist Ling Shilang's insistence, he had no choice but to accept Ling Shilang's unfilial son and keep him in the private school.
Today, Mr. Kong has been teaching "The Analects of Confucius" for nearly an hour and is feeling a little thirsty, so he gave the students two cups of tea to relax.
There was a tea room next to the private school for students to drink. Side served a cup of tea to Ye Zelin and another to the young master of the Ling family.
Ye Zelin said: "Try it, this tea of mine has the effect of clearing the liver and improving eyesight."
Ling Zhiheng picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea tasted sweet and bitter. He said with disgust, "What kind of tea is this? It's so bitter. Who brought it to you?"
Ye Zelin replied, "Cassia seed tea, roasted by my wife."
Ling Zhiheng said, "Sister-in-law, is she really that considerate? She must be doing this on purpose, brewing such bitter tea to hurt people."
Ye Zelin was immediately displeased. His wife had his say, and no one else could say anything. So he took the teacup from Ling Zhiheng's hand and said to Side, "Mr. Ling, you don't have to drink it. Take it away!"
Si De took the teacup and took it away, without forgetting to glance at Ling Zhiheng, secretly criticizing Ling Zhiheng for being so tactless!
In a word, he not only offended his son, but also his daughter.
Ling Zhiheng obviously noticed that Ye Zelin was angry, and smiled awkwardly, "Don't worry, Yu Shi, I didn't speak too quickly, that's not what I meant."
Ye Zelin said: "Don't explain."
Ye Zelin took back the notes on Ling Zhiheng's desk. He had lent them to Ling Zhiheng two days ago and copied them. "I won't lend them to you anymore."
Ling Zhiheng quickly grabbed a corner of the notebook and said, "I said the wrong thing, brother, please forgive me this time, otherwise my father will not let me go. Lend me your notebook to copy."
Ye Zelin stared coldly at Ling Zhiheng's despicable claws, "If you don't want to lend it to me, let go!"
Ling Zhiheng begged for mercy, "Brother, I didn't mean it. I will make amends to my sister-in-law after school. Brother, you are the best. Don't take it back. Help me through this difficult time."
Ye Zelin said ruthlessly: "No, it's your fault for not taking notes in class. Uncle Ling punishes you!"
Ling Zhiheng had no choice but to let go, "If you don't want to lend it, then don't lend it. You are so stingy."
Ye Zelin rolled his eyes at Ling Zhiheng and turned away.
Mr. Kong raised his eyelids and glanced at Ling's apprentice. He was the laziest person in the school, and he was so rude.
No wonder Yu Shi was angry, he really wanted to be beaten!
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