Chapter 315: Three Years In Langye (XV)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Jiang Pengji first saw ng Heng, the System’s voice rang in her ears.
System: “Congratulations, Strear, for completing the real ti mission of helping ng Heng. Please claim your reward, the ‘Mystery package,’ at the collection point backstage.”
You an the mission’s complete? Jiang Pengji chuckled. The System was so desperate that it could not bear it anymore.
She used her usual expression to assess ng Heng. He was sowhat of a brute, which differed from ng Liang’s refined appearance. He wore a scholarly robe, which looked inappropriate on him, but after looking intently, his body exuded with righteous energy.
Rather than classifying ng Heng as a literary scholar, he was more apt as a martial artist.
From a quick glance at his hands, she noticed thick calluses, which were a sign that he used swords and spears over an extensive period of ti. His martial art skills may not have been good, but his build was surely not weak.
“You must be Cousin Heng?”
Jiang Pengji inford Master Yuanjing, then followed the guards to et ng Heng.
ng Heng was sitting in a carriage at first sight, clothed in a grey cloak. The charcoal within the carriage had since extinguished and no residual heat was left. The decoration within was minimal, like that of a poor scholar. One could not tell he was the legitimate son of the ng’s.
“You are?” ng Heng knit his thick, black brows, unable to recall when he had seen Jiang Pengji.
“Mother frequently speaks of you, Cousin Heng. She’s always concerned about your days at the ng residences...”
Jiang Pengji did not reveal her identity, but after hearing her words, ng Heng understood. “You are... Cousin Xi?” ng Heng reckoned in a daze. He did not expect the handso youth before him to be the legendary second legitimate son of Liu She. Moreover, he heard Jiang Pengji speak of Gu Zhen. His expression beca ambiguous as he said, “Has mother been living well all these years?”
When Gu Zhen left the ng residences, ng Heng was of age and had knowledge of what had transpired.
ng Heng did not hold a grudge against Gu Zhen, his biological mother, for the divorce, as he knew the consequences. Instead, he had pity and respect for her.
The ng residence was an unconducive place, otherwise he would not have traveled all the way to Shangjing just to avoid the complicated affairs.
Jiang Pengji said, “Mother fell sick during early spring and almost did not make it through. Fortunately, blessing and disaster are interdependent. After she recovered, the ailnts that plagued her before also healed. She is living well now.”
ng Heng said, “It is good that Mother is living well.”
Jiang Pengji asked him, “Your servant ntioned that the horse carriage cartwheel has problems?”
ng Heng was bashful and blushed. He replied with an “eh” sound.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the damaged cartwheel and suddenly understood the source of the problem. The carriage had been used for umpteen years and had not yet been repaired. The wear and tear had damaged the cartwheel, so it could not bear it anymore.
To think the legitimate eldest son of the ng’s would use such an old carriage... His days at the ng residences must have been miserable.
There was insufficient charcoal within the carriage on a snowy day. His clothes were old and had been washed multiple tis.
“If Cousin Heng is not in a rush, let’s travel together and look out for each other.” Jiang Pengji invited him to join them like a mischievous twelve-year-old. “Mother was in a daze when she was ill and often called out Cousin Heng’s pet na. Since we t, I must ask you to join us so that when I return I can tell mother and she will be at peace.”
ng Heng was tempted by her offer, as if the scene flashed through his head.
He did not retain many mories as a child, but he had a recollection of Gu Zhen. She was a demure and beautiful, noble lady, as if she erged from a traditional painting of beautiful won. One could not help but sigh at the good and peaceful tis. She missed him even when she was sick. How could he not be moved?
He was touched and said, “If so, pardon for disturbing. Mother remarried years ago... It is with deep regrets that this unfilial son never visited. Can Cousin Xi fill in on matters related to Mother?”
“Sure.” Jiang Pengji had three carriages and could spare ng Heng one after she tidied it up a bit.
ng Heng stood in a daze when he saw who was seated in the carriage. He stared blankly at Master Yuanjing, who was infamous through the nine prefectures. “Cousin Xi, are you the Master’s disciple at present?” he finally asked.
“No. Master has strict criteria for taking in disciples. I have benefited imnsely from Master’s teachings, but I am just studying under his academy for a few years.”
ng Heng did not look erudite outwardly, but his words and actions proved him to be reliable. Upon hearing that his younger cousin was studying at Langye academy, he couldn’t help but encourage her to study hard.
Jiang Pengji took it well. If she were a tender youth, one’s impatience would have surely been evident.
ng Heng was unique––likened to a lotus that erged from the swamp of ng residence.
The disciples of Master Yuanjing had a temper and did not all get along. So had studied together for many years but spoke few words. Their relationship was superficial and they did not welco outsiders.
ng Heng sensed that and mostly stayed in his carriage. He talked to Jiang Pengji occasionally but seldom to Master Yuanjing’s students.
After Jiang Pengji accomplished the real ti, mobilized mission, she did not bother with the “Mystery package” at the backstage collection point. The System could not bear it anymore and urged her to open the package. She said, “I will wait for an auspicious day to open it.”
System was speechless. I have sothing to say now!
She did not provoke the System and sought an opportunity to talk to Wei Ci on the second day. “From what the master says, Zixiao is well-versed in Bagua Yijing. Does he do face reading?”
Wei Ci parted the curtains and questioned Jiang Pengji with his eyes. What mischief are you up to?
“How much luck do you think I have today?” she asked.
After Wei Ci heard this, his face turned pale green. He looked into Jiang Pengji’s eyes, which appeared sowhat unfriendly.
“I am sincerely begging... I’m not intentionally annoying you.”
He appeared aloof. “Yin tang appears red. Negative aura does not approach... This is fortunate.”
He had never seen her Yin tang appear black before, despite external negative aura entering her body. It was unable to suppress her internal aura.
Jiang Pengji exclaid “Oh!” She then sped up by kicking the horse’s stomach; White obediently sprinted forward.
Wei Ci was speechless.
Enough of putting up a show. Jiang Pengji finally opened the “Mystery package.”
The package shattered to pieces violently, fragnts floating in the air, then gathered them together as fine sand ford into a golden substance.
Keke... Jiang Pengji placed her fingers together and expressed her surprise.
“System, look at how popular I am.”
The System was silent for a while. It finally said, “Your servant serves tea to Ouhuang Dalao.”
She barely used any strength as she broke the card to pieces and a topic of choice was presented before her eyes.
“The angelic System gently reminds the host that you are currently a level two strear. You will be upgraded to level three after the usage of the level up card and the manpower in the streaming room will increase to an upper limit of 50,000. Are you sure you wish to use the “free level up card?” A: Yes; B: No.”
Yes!
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