Chapter 603: Chapter 384: The First Family Precept of the Old Zhao Family—Freeloading Always Feels Great
From an angle hidden from everyone else’s sight, Zhao Rong suddenly winked at little Qian’er, who instantly understood as if their minds were connected, and rembered the words Rong’er had just uttered during the banquet. Still, the young girl peered at the woman in the black dress with a puffed-up spirit.
Zhao Rong nodded gently at her.
Then he turned his head back and chuckled lightly.
He paused, took a aningful look at Su Qingdai, as if to suggest sothing.
At that mont, hearing his words, her breathing beca montarily disordered, seemingly grasping the hint in an instant.
“Oh,” the Fairy of Great Li Mountain, who had completely let go of her reserve in front of Zhao Rong, obediently responded.
She lifted her delicate chin slightly, her eyes brimming with the moisture of autumn as she looked at Zhao Rong and spoke softly, “Ziyu, when shall we go ho?”
Wow, the address has changed… And what’s this about going ho? Well, ho it is, then… The corners of a certain young girl’s eyes narrowed slightly as she touched her rosy lips with her index finger.
Su Qingdai suddenly felt a tremor in her heart and, without knowing why, turned her head the next second, glancing at the tea-serving girl behind Zhao Rong, whose eyes overflowed with spiritual energy and whose face was exceedingly handso.
In her mory, the girl had always been quietly following by Zhao Rong’s side.
At this point, the two won locked eyes.
Su Qingdai bit her lip, feeling the fluctuations of the other’s spiritual energy, and soon cald down. A girl of such a young age was already in Vast Realm, which was indeed impressive, but with her current level of cultivation, there was nothing to be wary of.
All of a sudden, Zhao Qian’er flashed her a sweet smile.
Su Qingdai was slightly startled, returning a polite yet faint smile, before casually turning her head back to pour all her attention and heart back onto the true master of her destiny.
At that mont, Zhao Rong answered, “Go back? Wait a mont, there is still Luo Xiu the Fairy to consider.”
He ignored the complex looks from Mu Jin, Li Mingyi, and the others, and turned to smile at the demurely downcast Luo Xiu, “Did you say you like the bright moon?”
Luo Xiu glanced at Zhao Rong and nodded.
After quietly observing her for three breaths, Zhao Rong shook his head.
“No, I think you don’t actually like the bright moon, but… you indeed possess the aura of a moonlit beauty, pure and translucent, just like the peaceful white moonlight on the roof tonight.
“Perhaps this trait is as natural and pure as your inherited Famous Furnace physique, a sign of your pure Li bloodline.”
Luo Xiu didn’t raise her eyes again, but softly said, “Thank you for your generous praise, Mr. Zhao. You… You are like the ethereal gentleman in Xiu’er’s dreams, transcending the mundane.”
Zhao Rong chuckled, “Oh? How does the gentleman in your dreams, who resembles , look? Tell about him.”
Luo Xiu smiled faintly, but she remained silent.
Zhao Rong suddenly raised his hand, cupped her cheek, and she did not reject, obediently tilting her head upwards, though she kept her gaze lowered, gentle and submissive.
“This young master cannot favor one over another; let also borrow a bit of your goose yellow.”
As he spoke, Zhao Rong’s index finger pressed lightly between the beautiful girl’s brows, which were touched with goose yellow.
Luo Xiu made it easy for Zhao Rong, straightening the sleeve of her right hand with her left, willingly offering her snow-white Luoxiu sleeve.
Zhao Rong’s writing finger curved slightly, hovering over the snow-white sleeve.
After examining the barefooted beauty for a while, he surveyed the other Moon and Li ladies of diverse autumnal charm, pointed at them, laughed casually, and began to write swiftly.
At the sa ti, he recited clearly and lodiously:
“Northern Li beauties, eyebrows shining like the crescent moon… Feet upon the clogs are frost-like, with no silk stockings on.”
The Northern Li country’s beauties, with eyebrows pure and clear, their charm at tis rivaling the bright moon. The beautiful little feet on their wooden clogs, not covered by silk stockings, were as white and delicate as frost.
As the young Confucian scholar finished his recitation, his index finger on the white sleeve made a flourish.
Falling Flower Grade appeared.
Mu Jin, who had always been dignified, sighed slightly upon seeing the verse dedicated to the Li ladies, “Mr. Zhao, you are indeed a great romantic.”
The surrounding Xue Can and other Li ladies, involuntarily reciting the verse seemingly ant for all Li ladies, couldn’t help but raise their eyes to gaze at Zhao Rong, silent and speechless.
They started to understand why Linlu Academy had sent this sowhat frivolous and flirtatious Confucian scholar to lead the group.
Setting aside personal likes and dislikes, they had to admit that this fellow fully lived up to the couplet by Linlu Academy’s main gate that read, ‘Alone in excellence and talent, he brings honor to this place.’
Li Mingyi also smiled and saluted with joined hands, “Mr. Zhao has great talent.”
Zhao Rong waved his hand, modestly saying, “You flatter , you flatter , it’s mainly because Great Li is too sheltered, lacking in exposure, that’s all.”
Mu Jin and Li Mingyi: “…”
Zhao Rong continued to console, “So don’t bla yourselves, after the enfeoffnt ceremony is over, you can visit our academy more often. If I have the ti, I will certainly show you around to broaden your horizons, and the sa goes for the ladies as well, there’s no need to be polite with .”
Everyone: (/”≡_≡)/~┴┴
This day is impossible to continue discussion.
The crowd had already beco sowhat numb to Zhao Rong’s remarks and actions tonight; they needed to go back and digest it all. If he said or did anything more outrageous now, Mu Jin, Xue Can, and the others probably would not be surprised anymore.
Luo Xiu looked down at the verse on her sleeve for a while. Although it wasn’t as grand as the Nanshan Grade just now, the phenonon it caused was equally extraordinary and could help her ascend directly to the Vast Realm after pondering it.
She didn’t experience a Realm Breakthrough, remaining quiet as she rolled up her sleeve, containing the Falling Flower Grade verse’s peculiarity.
Zhao Rong paid no attention to these details; instead, he carefully examined the dishes on the table and nodded satisfactorily.
Next to him, Zhao Qian’er was attentively cleansing his index finger with tea water, removing the goose yellow and, ah, traces left by a certain ‘wench who seed overconfident in her own Heavenly Will Realm cultivation.’
The young girl glanced at the faint teeth marks on the pad of the finger.
Hmm, very good, one two three… six, she had bitten Rong’er brother six tis… She nodded slightly to herself.
By this ti, Zhao Rong surveyed the entire venue. “We’ve eaten enough; let’s conclude the banquet. Chief Musician, Regent King, don’t forget the three small requests I ntioned.”
“A minor request?” you call that commanding tone a request? Xue Can and the others were speechless.
The leading Mu Jin nodded slightly, and Li Mingyi, with a dignified face, gave a salute. After pondering for a mont, he said earnestly,
“Teacher’s manners are as vast and enduring as mountains and rivers.”
Zhao Rong’s eyes widened slightly as he looked at him, feeling an imdiate sense of regret for not having t him sooner. Oh, the flattery of the Regent King of Great Li, likened to that of a Golden Core Realm Martial Artist, was truly comfortable.
Alas, why didn’t you speak sooner? If you had spoken like this earlier, wouldn’t our conversation have been much more pleasant? Now the talk is all finished…
The young Confucian Scholar thought of the possible ‘endless long night’ after returning with the two fairies.
He shook his head in regret.
Zhao Rong humbly uttered a phrase, then the next second he took the lead in standing up, waving his hand grandly, “Bill, please.”
That voice, what a bold and unrestrained spirit it conveyed.
All eyes turned to him.
Qian’er took out a small purse.
The proprietress of Zuixian Building, Madam Yue, looked to her imdiate superior, the strikingly beautiful Xue Can, for instructions
The latter sighed lightly and nodded slightly.
Madam Yue, sticking to her role as a minor character without the troubles of the big shots, felt cheered at the thought of sending off this group of VIPs.
Moreover, with the most expensive food and drinks at the table, plus sparing a top-rated clean official, Zuixian Building seed to have made a killing? The lady in her fine garnts happily sashayed her way to fetch the bill with a twirl at her waist.
“Young Master Zhao, for this table with all our signature dishes at Zuixian Building, we ask for one Colorful Butterfly Coin and eighty-three Qingfeng coins,” the woman said.
Zhao Rong’s expression was nonchalant as he took the purse from Qian’er, instinctively weighing it, saying, “Hmm. Money is actually no big deal; as long as everyone had a good ti, that’s what counts.”
In terms of footing the bill and hosting, Ziyu had nothing to criticize… Gu Yiwu nodded inwardly.
Xue Can, frowning as she pondered the unaccomplished goal of this visit, said offhandedly, “Since Mr. Zhao has co from afar, how about we take the bill instead?”
Zhao Rong frowned, “How can that be? Wouldn’t that be freeloading? I’ll pay.”
Xue Can stood up, taking over from the Chief Musician in sending off the guest to the door, repeating the pleasantries along the way, “Let us pay, consider it welcoming and dusting off the road.”
The two took turns being polite and insisting on paying according to custom.
“No, I insist, I’ll pay.”
“Let pay, please.”
“How could I accept that? I’ll pay, I’ll pay… Okay, okay, you pay; next ti, let pay for sure.” In a mont of decisiveness, Zhao Rong nodded and tossed the purse, which he had been holding tightly, to Zhao Qian’er, whose little face was montarily stunned.
Then, without another word, the young Confucian Scholar, pulling Zhao Qian’er and the two stunning fairies, turned and strode away.
The old freeloading monster finally left with a contented sigh.
Behind him, the grand hall of Zuixian Building fell into a deathly silence.
“I…” Xue Can and the others were stunned as they watched the Zhao surnad Confucian Scholar, who had freeloaded the two fairies and was now walking away with a dashing back.
Madam Yue, holding the bill with a slightly stiff smile, turned her head to her imdiate superior, her expression seeking advice on what to do with said bill.
Xue Can, as the leader, glared at her and, expressionless, turned to leave.
Madam Yue was speechless, standing in place, looking around.
She couldn’t help but ntally rant.
Dammit, so the leaders and big shots can dine without paying, huh?
…
Outside Zuixian Building.
Zhao Qian’er, holding the small purse, was stunned as she got off the boat, asking, “Brother Rong’er, weren’t we the hosts?”
Zhao Rong frowned, turned, and gave the young girl’s head a knock, scolding with exasperation, “Are you silly? Wasteful woman, do you think you’re made of money?”
Qian’er covered her little head, feeling wronged.
Zhao Rong was deeply concerned for her, admonishing seriously, “Qian’er, rember the first rule of our Old Zhao Family. Freeloading is fun for a mont, always ‘for a mont’… always fun. Understand?”
Zhao Qian’er cocked her head, furrowing her brow in thought, then slowly nodded, “Hmm, more or less. It’s a bit confusing… but it ans to freeload on others if possible, and avoid paying if you can, right?”
Zhao Rong couldn’t help but suppress a chuckle, clearing his throat twice before nodding seriously.
Then, he turned his gaze to the two fairies who had been freeloading from Li Territory.
Su Qingdai nodded obediently, “Ziyu, I understand.”
Luo Xiu bowed her head, “I… I understand too.”
Zhao Rong nodded in satisfaction, feeling one step closer to extending the family tradition of the Old Zhao Family.
At that mont, as he prided himself on managing his family well, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of Gu Yiwu and other schoolmates looking at them with strange expressions, whispering among themselves.
Especially Gu Yiwu, his gaze at Zhao Rong was filled with resentnt, as if to say… tonight, you’re the biggest freeloader!
Zhao Rong straightened his face, turned and said, “Uh, Brother Yiwu, as you have seen just now, it was that sister with the impressive figure, too enthusiastic indeed. Ahem, next ti I will host, no one should argue with !”
“…” Gu Yiwu and the other students.
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PS: Yes, there’s a bonus chapter with a portrait of your beloved Qing Jun!
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