Even through the air, Shen Tang could feel that Qi Shan's blood pressure had skyrocketed to the sky.
But the other party didn't care.
"What are you yelling for?" Chu Yao resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Facing Qi Shan, who seemed to have eaten gunpowder and could explode at any time, he was not panicked at all. He even retorted, "You are the only one with a voice? I am old, but I am not deaf."
Qishan’s anger surged forward again.
"You said you..." He was so angry that his fingers trembled, and he pointed at the dirty-faced Shen Tang, the hunched-headed Lin Feng, the trembling Zhuzizi and the black-faced Lang who were trembling under Wen Xin's pressure. The more he looked at them, the more upset he felt, "How did he become like this?"
At this time, Qishan was a little doubtful about his life.
He was only away for five or six days, not five or six years, right
What happened to Mr. Shen, who was originally fair-skinned, handsome, and had a good-looking face? ?
Who is this little fool who blinks his eyes innocently and looks like he came from a remote village
So dirty, did you come back from rolling in the mud? ?
Chu Yao: "Young people are naturally lively and active."
"It's just being lively?"
Qishan smiled coldly.
He couldn't stand Chu Yao any more. At the age of 34, he acted like an elder in front of him, calling him "old man" all the time, which made him look down on him. Now he casually described such a serious matter as "young people's liveliness and restlessness"? ?
Chu Yao asked back, "What else? It's not good for Wulang to suppress his nature. He should make noise when he needs to, and laugh when he needs to. A person only has one youth in his life. If he doesn't have fun while he is energetic, will he have to wait until he is older to jump around?"
Qi Shan was so angry that his face trembled, and he shouted, "Nonsense!"
Chu Yao narrowed his eyes, not afraid at all of the pressure from Qi Shan's slightly out-of-control Wen Xin due to anger. Instead, the black-faced man and the group of piglets were trembling under the pressure, and huddled together in fear.
His tone suddenly became serious: "Qishan, who do you think you are?"
Shen Tang, who was listening to this, felt that the atmosphere was heading in a wrong direction. Seeing that there seemed to be sparks between Qi Shan and Chu Yao, he quickly wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, stepped between the two, and tried to separate them.
How strange!
Qi Shan was fine, after all, this guy had a literary mind and was not a bad guy to be trifled with, but how could Chu Yao have such a strong aura? She, who was between the two of them, even felt an indescribable anxiety and tension.
"Well, it's not easy for Yuan Liang to come back. You must be tired after the long journey. Why don't you go down and take a rest first? Wu Hui, I'm hungry. How about calling Ban Bu to kill that black-faced guy so that we can have some oil and water for everyone in the evening?"
Shen Tang is ready to sacrifice the black-faced "general" whom he had just "recruited", and sacrifice his entire body for her happiness!
Chu Yao's expression eased a little.
"Goro, Yao needs to talk to Yuanliang about something."
Shen Tang said: "What is there to talk about that I can't listen to?"
Qi Shan also sneered, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of sarcasm: "Yes, is there anything you need to hide that you can't listen to?"
Shen Tang's scalp tingled slightly, and he said weakly, "That's not what I meant. I'm just worried that you two might get physical while talking."
From a gentleman who talks but does not act to a gentleman who acts but does not talk.
Chu Yao let go of his reserve and rolled up his sleeves in anger.
"I am afraid of him, Qi Yuanliang?"
Shen Tang could only whisper to him from the side: "I know you are not afraid, but Wuhui... you don't have the heart of literature."
It’s a great disadvantage to not have literary talent.
Chu Yao frowned and snorted, "Why should I be afraid of this? Does he think he is raising a daughter? What's wrong with running around, laughing, playing and fighting? What's wrong with riding a pig? What's wrong with riding a pig and herding pigs? Does he really have to stay at home and be a lady in the boudoir?"
Shen Tang: “…”
Good guy, just call him good guy.
The fire suddenly burned her.
He didn't mention Shen Tang at all, but every sentence was about her.
Qi Shan's face turned pale and he said, "When did Shan say that he wanted to raise a daughter?"
Chu Yao said, "So you want to raise a gentleman?"
Qishan: “…”
"He who knows others is wise; he who knows himself is enlightened." Chu Yao changed the subject again and continued, ignoring Qi Shan's sullen face, "It's not that I want to pour cold water on you, but it's better to be realistic. Wu Lang is different from the people you met before. He is still young."
All I have to do is tell Qishan—
You, Qi Yuanliang, are not the type who can teach a gentleman to be good.
Let’s face reality and let things run wild.
Orthodox scribal education is simply not suitable.
The Wenxin monogram on Qishan's waist was already stirring, with strands of literary aura emanating from it, as if it would burst out in the next second.
Shen Tang: “…”
She always felt that her role was a little weird.
Before she could think about what was strange, Qi Shan's gloomy expression eased a lot and said, "Even so, it would be better if you teach him some words or common sense, rather than letting him..."
I tried to hold it in for a long time but couldn't say the word "ride a pig".
Chu Yao didn't even frown: "Riding a pig is so serious? There have been many famous generals throughout history, and not all of them rode horses. Some rode cows, elephants, tigers, and leopards to fight. You don't care what he rides, as long as the thing under his crotch can run. Don't waste your time."
Qishan: “…”
Shen Tang: “…”
After a moment of confusion, Lin Feng came to his senses: "..."
Chu Yao realized what he had said: "..."
After staying in a place like Yuehua Tower for a long time, even if he received an orthodox literary education, he would not be unaffected. Even if he really didn't mean to make dirty jokes, the "vulgar words" he said could not help but make people think too much and produce a lot of nonsense.
Qishan's blood pressure, which had just dropped, soared again.
"Chu! Wu! Hui!"
"I'm right in front of you, no need to howl." Chu Yao felt guilty for a moment, then he said confidently, "I've been busy these past few days, even half a step, but you're not here. Wu Lang will be left without anyone to watch over him, and I can't handle everything..."
So Wulang went riding the pig without anyone noticing.
Qishan: “…”
So it's all his fault
Chu Yao's mind was spinning so fast that it was about to smoke. He quickly came up with a clever idea and turned the tables and said, "Besides, you didn't even look at why Wu Lang did this. You just saw him riding a pig and decided that what he did was wrong? Am I condoning or letting him do what I did? Humph, superficial! If you become a teacher, you will definitely mislead the students!"
Qi Shan mocked, "Why don't you tell me why?"
Chu Yao threw Shen Tang's bamboo slips into Qi Shan's arms with a snap, and said, "You will know after you read it. If piglets can be slaughtered in a few months and taste good, the people will accept them. In the future, not every household will raise them, but at least it will give the people another way to make a living. This is clearly a good thing that will benefit future generations and the people, not just for the fun of one person. But you, Qi Yuanliang, are narrow-minded and only see Wu Lang playing around. Tell me, who is right and who is wrong?"
Lin Feng: “…”
Does my husband have such great ambition and broad mind
Shen Tang: “…”
No, she wasn't, she didn't, she was clearly being forced to do something unnatural, and riding a pig was just for fun...
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