Chapter 52: Lecher

"It could be said so. But it's impossible for me to look at him with favor, and my father's words were clearly polite. The Xu family intends to publicize this matter, firstly to raise Xu Kuang's status, and secondly to force me to submit."

Xie Xinghan said angrily: "The Xu family is so despicable!"

Xiao Baoyue pulled her hair strands indifferently: "Despicable doesn't count, it's just that the means are really not very clever."

"Aren't you angry?"

Xiao Baoyue's eyes were cold:

"There's nothing to be angry about. Since the old Duke Liu retired as Minister of the Secretariat, this position has been held concurrently by the Prince of Jingling.

Xu Xiaosi is the Minister of the Five Armies, precisely a subordinate of the Prince of Jingling, and works with the Prince of Jingling day and night, with a very good relationship.

But this person is the most slippery, unwilling to be tied to the Prince of Jingling, so he wants to marry my family to please the Crown Prince.

At such a time, my father naturally won't push Xu Xiaosi away, and the Crown Prince also intends to win over Xu Xiaosi, so this article fell on me.

In the final analysis, it's just mutual utilization."

Xiao Baoyue's father, the Marquis of Xichang, Xiao Luan, was a well-known Crown Prince party member. Xie Xinghan heard that both the Crown Prince and the Marquis of Xichang intended to facilitate this marriage, and couldn't help but worry:

"Then what should sister do?"

"If I don't want to, no one can force me. But I am three years older than you, and I have already married late. Even if I drag it out, I will marry sooner or later. Anyway, most men in the world are mediocre and incompetent, so why should I struggle? Marrying anyone is marrying."

Xiao Baoyue's lips curled with contempt, looking down on all men in the world.

Xie Xinghan advised: "Although there are many mediocre and incompetent people, there is no lack of real talent."

"So what if there is talent? It's just showing off literary talent and carving words. Even if the literature covers Xiangru and the poetry exceeds Cao Zhi, what is the benefit to the world?"

Xie Xinghan said solemnly:

"Literature is the great cause of governing the country and an immortal grand event!

Since ancient times, there have been great talents who established words, and there have also been those who established merit. Looking up at the astronomy to observe the changes of time, and looking down at the humanities to transform the world.

The 'Book of Songs' has the virtue of beauty and satire, and the Han grand rhapsody has the meaning of remonstrance, all of which have been passed down through the ages and praised by ten thousand generations. How can you say it is useless to the world?"

Xiao Baoyue looked at Xie Xinghan's serious appearance, suddenly reached out, pinched her pretty face, and couldn't help laughing: "Look at your serious appearance, you will definitely marry a great talent in the future!"

Xie Xinghan slapped Xiao Baoyue's hand away and scolded: "I'm worried about you! And you are still teasing me!"

While playing, they heard the sound of shouting vaguely from outside.

Xiao Ning came in a hurry: "My lady, Mr. Zong is here, and is pounding on the door and shouting outside, saying he wants to see you. But he didn't send a name card in advance, and the gatekeeper didn't dare to open the door."

Xie Xinghan was staying in Jingzhou as a guest, and the household was very strict. Without an appointment, the door was always closed. Hearing it was Zong Ce, she smiled:

"How could he send any name card? I think he is unwilling to admit defeat and wants to take back that copy of 'Zhuangzi Commentary' handwritten by Guo Xiang. I heard he also has a copy of 'Laozi Dao De Jing Commentary' there, which is also an ancient edition. It seems he won't stop until he loses it to me."

Xiao Baoyue stood up, her figure slender, like the rising moon:

"Little Xinghan, continue to win against him, talk about pure conversation, learn tea, this is very good, don't interfere with miscellaneous matters. I'm leaving through the side door."

"Sister, don't go! I still want to ask you to teach me how to keep the Commandery Academy!"

Ordinary people only think that Xiao Baoyue is naturally beautiful, cold in temperament, and the most reclusive among the Three Beauties of the Imperial Capital. But Xie Xinghan knows that this sister is super-excellent in planning. The strategy in her chest is enough to cover many men in the court. People all think that the Marquis of Xichang is the wise man of the Crown Prince, but in fact, there is the daughter of the Marquis of Xichang—Xiao Baoyue!

Xiao Baoyue turned around, the ink-gold skirt swirling open with dark surging light:

"Look, this is a miscellaneous matter. When your family's ship arrives, the goods are finished, and the business is settled, return to Jiankang immediately. Remember, don't get mixed up with the Prince of Badong."

Xie Xinghan tasted Xiao Baoyue's words and was stunned for a moment. Seeing Xiao Baoyue about to walk away, she shouted:

"Sister! Did you really come to Jingzhou to visit famous scenic spots?"

Xiao Baoyue didn't look back, just raised her right hand and moved her slender, white, and thin fingers, leaving a clear and beautiful back.

Outside the Xie mansion, Zong Ce dragged Wang Yang with one hand and knocked on the door with the other:

"Xie girl! Come out! Don't hide inside and not make a sound!"

Wang Yang looked embarrassed and tentatively continued: "I know you are at home?"

"How do you know?" Zong Ce asked suspiciously.

"Mr. Zong, I really have a stomachache, please let me go!"

Wang Yang really didn't want to see Xie Xinghan.

Although this little beauty is indeed pleasing to the eye, they have already formed a grudge, and she helped him resolve a crisis in the market just yesterday. Now helping Zong Ce find a place here, wouldn't that be adding new resentment?

Zong Ce stopped knocking and asked suspiciously: "Really stomachache?"

Wang Yang immediately said: "Yes, yes! It really hurts!"

Zong Ce immediately pounded the door hard and said loudly: "Open the door quickly, my brother needs to go to the toilet!"

Wang Yang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood!

Creak—

The door opened, and Xiao Ning bowed to Zong Ce with a smile: "My lady invites you in—it's you?!"

Xiao Ning's face changed when she saw Wang Yang.

Zong Ce was heroic: "Call Xie girl out! I found a master of pure conversation today, and I will definitely kill her prestige!"

"You can't enter! My lady didn't invite you!" Xiao Ning stared at Wang Yang with unkind eyes.

Several servants inside the door looked at Wang Yang vigilantly upon hearing this.

Zong Ce didn't care and pulled Wang Yang inside: "He is my brother, with me, what can't enter?"

Xiao Ning hurriedly ran back to report to her master. Zong Ce was afraid that Xie Xinghan would hide if she heard the news, so he also ran to catch up, greeting Wang Yang to follow closely while running.

Wang Yang wanted to leave, but on one hand, he had to rely on Zong Ce to handle the household registration, and on the other hand, he had already entered the door, and the Xie mansion servants were surrounding him, so he had to bite the bullet and follow Zong Ce quickly.

Xiao Ning and Zong Ce arrived almost at the same time.

Under the eaves, brocade seats, tea sets, dust whisks, and sandalwood were all ready.

Xie Xinghan knelt on the brocade, her eyebrows and eyes graceful, her posture elegant.

"My lady—"

Before Xiao Ning could report, Zong Ce said: "Xie girl! Why didn't you open the door for so long, are you afraid of me?"

Xie Xinghan smiled: "Uncle Zong, you have to admit defeat if you lose, you lost two games last time, are you still not convinced?"

"Don't be proud! This time I found a master of pure conversation! I will definitely make you bow and admit defeat!"

"Really? Where?" Xie Xinghan asked with a smile.

"Brother Wang, why are you just arriving? Hurry up!"

Wang Yang, under the surveillance of several servants, looked embarrassed and arrived late.

When Xie Xinghan saw Wang Yang, the smile on her face disappeared bit by bit.

Wang Yang hurriedly cupped his hands: "Many thanks to Xie Niangzi for your help yesterday, I am deeply grateful."

Zong Ce was stunned: "You know each other?"

Xie Xinghan clenched her small fists and shouted: "Someone! Beat this lecher out of the mansion!"

The servants were aggressive and went straight to Wang Yang.

Wang Yang could talk, but his martial arts value was low. Encountering such a sudden scene of moving hands, he could only retreat and shout: "Miss Xie, let's talk nicely!"

At this time, the figure of the woman in green from the market yesterday suddenly appeared in his mind.

If he had her skills, would he still be afraid of these servants? ===== CHAPTER 53 =====