Jiang Pengji could tell that Xu Ke had some skill in combat. It would be such a waste to neglect it.
"I was young and ignorant when I spent my days fighting. But then I met my mentor, and he taught me how to read and write. That's why I'm very passionate about literature now."
Every man dreamed about becoming a hero, someone who would stop the rich to aid the poor. Xu Ke was no exception. He had roamed about for a while before finally giving up the sword and picking up the brush. He had become a son his mother was proud of.
It was a pity that the heavens had other plans. Xu Ke's mother only enjoyed a few years of her son's filial piety before she died tragically.
"You were young and ignorant? You say that as though you're so much more mature now…" Jiang Pengji rebutted.
Xu Ke: "..."
A viewer commented what he thought Xu Ke was thinking.
Shitang Dafan Ayi: "Young Xu Ke's inner thoughts: Langjun, lemme tell you, if you continue doing that, you're gonna lose me."
Jiang Pengji glanced at that comment before smiling at Xu Ke.
"Were you just thinking that you would throw a tantrum if I continued teasing you?"
"...Langjun, don't jest..." Xu Ke blushed and replied weakly.
"Actually, if you threw a little tantrum, I could pardon that. Having a little temper is pretty cute," Jiang Pengji replied solemnly.
In her eyes, Xu Ke was still a teenager. It was something she could tolerate, and she felt that being a little stubborn was okay.
Xu Ke remained silent.
The Langjun was five or six years younger than him, but as his page boy, Xu Ke had no idea how to respond to his playful jests.
Urgent! Help!
Studies showed that a cornered rabbit would bite. A cornered Xu Ke could choke someone.
"Langjun, I think you should save your flattery for those girls in Langlang Alley."
Xu Ke brought his hands up in a respectful gesture, turned around, and left with a fling of his sleeves. He could not lose his temper at Jiang Pengji, but he could take it out on the guards by giving them a more vigorous training. The more he understood the Lius, the more his image of nobility was shattered.
Of course, he knew that not all nobility was like that. Only his weird young master.
"Tsk, if we were talking about looks, Langlang Alley's girls could not compare to Xiaoyu." Jiang Pengji grumbled loud enough for Xu Ke to hear.
Xu Ke missed a step and rolled into the fields.
Her viewers started feeling sorry for the boy.
Shitang Dafan Ayi: "You're too evil. You won't even give this kind little Xu Ke a break. He's so adorable. How could you bear to bully him? I have this urge to rush through the screen and hug him."
Badao Zhongcai: "I have not seen a more evil person than our host. Look at the poor kid! You've scared him!"
Zhecao Youdu: "People from the olden days are more naive. Careful though, before you fill him with grudges and turn him into something darker."
Xiyan: "Hahaha! I look forward to seeing the kid turn dark, and then battle it out with the host!"
Jiang Pengji ignored her viewers' mocking and walked down the footpath between the paddy fields. She leaned down and lifted Xu Ke from the ground. He was surprised by her action, and he remained stiff.
"So careless. You're lucky the footpath is low and well-trodden, so there are no large rocks. You might have broken a leg and scarred your face," Jiang Pengji said as she carried him on his back.
Xu Ke regained himself. He had no idea where to place his hands. He felt drained.
"If you didn't tease me, I wouldn't have ended up like this," Xu Ke said bitingly.
Chapter end
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