Chapter 44: Fallen Plum Blossoms (Part 2)

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  "Ah Yong"

  Lin Jinyong looked up, only to see Yang Miao leading the young lady of the Zhiyuan House, accompanied by Liuzi and others, walking towards him with a smile. He smiled and asked, "How did you get here?"

  Yang Mo said: "It's too hot inside, I'm feeling suffocated. It just so happens that Zhenzhen wants to come out for a walk, so I brought her to find you. Why don't we take a stroll through your aunt's plum blossom forest?"

  Lin Jinyong smiled and said: "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, I don't come here often, and I'm not familiar with it either."

  Yang Miao smiled and said: "What does it have to do with us? Let's just take a casual stroll."

  Lin Jinyong didn't have the mood to revisit this place, but then she thought of another possibility and went along with it. She was more fond of Yang Miao, who had been spoiled since childhood, although she was a bit silly, she was very straightforward and generous, never bullying her. However, Yang Miao was originally from Jiangnan, and after a year, she was taken back to prepare for marriage. At first, they still exchanged letters and gifts several times, but later, Lin Jinyong's life didn't go as planned, and she gradually lost contact with Yang Miao. Being able to play with her childhood friend made her happy, and who knows... maybe... it wasn't certain - although it wasn't easy, one's path in life had always been something to be figured out by oneself, good fortune wouldn't fall into anyone's lap for no reason.

  Three people wandered aimlessly, Lin Jingrong and Yang Mo chatting idly. The young lady of the Zhi state family was too young to calm down and didn't like their way, so she called her maid to follow her and went aside to play with snow and pick plum blossoms.

  Yang Miao smiled and said, "It's been a while since we last met, your tea-serving skills have improved significantly, I'm far behind you now. How did you practice? Teach me, let me show off too."

  Lin Jinrong smiled slightly: "In the quiet chamber, there is nothing else to do, I come to sit quietly and make tea. Practice makes perfect." Her words were also sincere, in this life and the next, it has always been so.

  Because of the relationship between Wu's family and Lu and Tao's families, Yang Mo also knew some things about the two families, and she also knew that Lin Jian was in a difficult situation. When she heard this, not only did she not suspect that she was hiding secrets, but she also looked at her sympathetically: "Some things you don't have to take to heart. I know you didn't do it on purpose. It's actually all my fault."

  Lin Jinyong's increasingly thick face finally couldn't help but flush red, hastily waving his hand: "It's not your fault, it's me who can't grasp the measure..."

  Yang Miao patted her hand and smiled: "No need to say, I understand. You're all good, it's just that you're too honest and too straightforward." And carefully said: "You won't mind me speaking bluntly, will you?"

  Lin Jinyong shook his head, "How could that be?" The things of this world are really strange. Sometimes outsiders are more considerate than one's own family members. She had not understood it before, but now she somewhat did. Whether treating someone well or badly, it is easy to get used to and become natural. The closer the relationship, the more obvious it becomes, and the stricter it is. Outsiders have a different perspective and no vested interests, so they seem even more enthusiastic and generous.

  "Look, my cousin and them are over there."

  Lu Dian and Wu Xiang stood together under a large ancient plum tree not far away, looking over in their direction.

  In the sparse shadow of the plum blossoms, two young men on the snowy ground were both slender and elegant in figure, refined and handsome.

  Wu Xiang wore a small silver crown, a dark blue brocade robe with a silver mouse fur trim, black leather boots on his feet, and a plum blossom branch in his hand. He had a faint smile and an elegant demeanor, living up to his reputation as the number one young scholar of Pingzhou.

  Lu Xian wore a plain white jade hairpin on his hair bun, with a cyan silk ribbon and white jade pendant around his waist. He had his hands behind his back, slightly turning his face to look at Lin Jingrong's side. Due to the cold weather or the snow, his skin was as pale as cold jade, and his eyes were even more dark and mysterious. Unlike Wu Xiang, he didn't have a charming and elegant appearance, but like a bamboo branch in the snowy ground, he left a lasting impression on people after they saw him.

  Lin Jinyong's gaze slowly swept across the faces of the two, wondering if it was one of them who had just hidden behind the mountain rocks to eavesdrop on the sisters' conversation.

  "Second brother, are you also here to tread the snow and watch the plum blossoms?" Yang Mei carried Lin Jianrong's hand, smiling and walking up to him, tilting her head to look at Lu Xian, speaking quickly: "You're Lu Xian? I'm Yang Mei, Wu Xiang's cousin. Also from Jiangnan."

  Lu Xian slightly nodded her head and revealed a faint smile: "Nice to meet you."

  No wonder the Lin sisters all went crazy. Yang Wei was slightly stunned, then let go of Lin Jianrong's hand, turned around with her hands behind her back, and stood still, touching her nose, looking back at Lin Jianrong with a faint smile, but didn't say anything.

  Lin Jinyong, however, understood her meaning and responded with a somewhat inexplicable smile that would seem strange to outsiders. If it were any other ordinary young man being surrounded by two girls and making such an eerie smile, they would at least be curious, but Lu Xian only showed a hint of puzzlement at first, then simply looked at the two of them calmly, letting them continue to stare, without any extra expression on his face.

  It was Wu Xiang who couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Yang Mo, you're being naughty again!"

  "I'm just curious what this good friend of yours, who's so famous now, is like." Yang Miao pouted: "Second brother, you only know how to scold me for being mischievous, can't you learn to praise me a bit?"

  Wu Xiang loosened his grip on the dried plum blossoms, looked at Lin Jianrong standing quietly beside him and said: "You don't even strive for yourself, yet you want to be praised? It's really shameless. Just now, you caused trouble again, didn't you?"

  "Second Brother, come over here." Yang Mo didn't expect him to already know about the tea fight earlier. He put away his mischievous grin from just now and looked at Lu Xuan with some embarrassment. He ran over to pull Wu Xiang aside and said in a low voice, "What were you doing saying that in front of everyone? I did cause trouble, but I wasn't intentionally trying to harm Lin Si."

  Wu Xiang smiled lightly: "I didn't mean to blame you. Since they dared to call for a tea fight, they should be prepared to lose. A reputation that can only be obtained by making concessions is not as good as dog dung."

  Yang Mo laughed silently and didn't mind his rudeness, instead she patted his shoulder hard and said with a smile: "Only you dare to be so arrogant." But Lu Yun's demeanor was still very good, although he was slightly inferior to me. When we are guests in someone else's home, we should give the host some face. You and Lu Xuan are good friends, aren't you afraid of making him angry by mentioning this in front of him?

  He said calmly, "If he wants to get angry, that's his business. I just think so and also believe it's right." Although he had restrained himself a lot, the unbridled ambition still poured out between the lines.

  Yang Miao sighed: "Second brother, your temper..."

  "I thought you'd be like this too." Wu Xiang didn't think much of it, just looking at Lin Jianrong's back and saying: "I really didn't expect that Lin Si, who has been silent for half a day, would have such good tea art. Lu Jian said she plays the sheng better than I do."

  Yang Mei looked at his appearance and knew that this proud brother was not convinced, so she smiled slyly: "Why don't you guys have a try? If Lin Si has some talent, maybe he'll get by slightly better."

  Wu Xiang said calmly: "What's your plan?"

  Yang Miao said: "There are many ideas, but I don't know where to find the money. Lu Yun probably has some, but I just offended her and don't want to borrow from her."

  Wu Xiang silently pulled out two dice from his sleeve.

  Yang Miao gritted her teeth and said, "I said that no male guests were invited today, how did you follow me here, and even brought a flute? Were you determined to find an opportunity to compare with this one?"

  Wu Xiang did not deny it: "I've heard her play before, and she's clearly not as good as me."

  His siblings were whispering to each other on the other side, while Lin Jingrong was intently staring at a nearby plum blossom. She could even see the number of petals and the veins on them clearly. Her eyes were fixed on the plum blossom, yet she could also hear Su Zhentian's voice from not far away, shouting for the maid to pick some plum blossoms.

  Suddenly, Lu Xian spoke in a low voice: "Fourth sister, I heard that you divided the tea today and picked out a fully bloomed plum blossom. At such a young age, you have achieved great things, you really have talent." His tone actually carried a hint of admiration.

  Does she have any ability? Isn't she always the most useless person in his eyes? She is a useless wife, unable to please him; she is a useless mother, unable to protect her son's life; she is a useless daughter-in-law, unable to make his birth mother and stepmother get along, and making his biological parents and brothers guard against her like a thief; she is also a useless sister, often having to work hard to help her brother who gets into trouble; she can't even control the maids under her, letting them climb onto his noble bed and insult him. In short, she is completely useless and has no use at all.

  Lin Jin turned around slowly, looking at Lu Xian with a few hints of provocation and hostility: "I'm very sorry to have caused trouble for my aunt and cousin, but I really didn't mean to." As she apologized, the pride and self-satisfaction on her face were so obvious that they couldn't be any more obvious. If Lin Yuzhen saw this, she might think of slapping her hard to vent her anger.

  Lu Xian slightly furrowed his brow, gazing intently at Lin Jianrong. After a moment, he said, "You don't have to apologize. Winning is winning, and having talent isn't your fault. In this world, the only thing that shouldn't be hidden is the brilliance of talent." He paused, somewhat hesitantly saying, "You don't have to guard against me, I'm not that kind of person."

  It's really funny, the person she was most on guard against actually told her not to be on guard against him, saying he wasn't that kind of person. A surge of anger suddenly arose in Lin Jirong's heart, and she sneered: "Then second brother-in-law, please do tell, what kind of person do you think I take you for? Why should I be on guard against you?"

  Lu Xian did not explain, but looked at Lin Jianrong with a sympathetic and pitiful gaze.

  He pitied her, and she was pitied by him. What could be more hurtful to one's self-esteem than being pitied by the person you most hated? Lin Jiran couldn't help but want to scratch his handsome face with her claws. But in reality, she had the Tao family's short temper, but not their fearlessness. So Lin Jiran could only stare at Lu Xian, saying clearly and disgustedly: "Don't try to get close to me, I hate people like you who think they know everything but actually know nothing. Hypocrite."

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  Chapter 44: Fallen Plum Blossoms (Part 2)

  Chapter 44: Fallen Plum Blossoms (Part 2)