In the pavilion, the three of them sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was somewhat eerily silent.
Ji An stood trembling on the side, surveying the two unwelcome guests, especially the Left Prime Minister, who had a stern, serious, and unfriendly expression on his face.
Jiang Yun stood up and personally poured them each a cup of clear tea.
Luo Fengjun was straightforward and broke the silence first. He looked at Jiang Yun and said, “I would like to ask you to play ‘Feng Qiu Huang’ again.”
Jiang Yun’s hand, which was holding the teapot, paused lightly, and after putting it down, he smiled faintly and said, “It’s not that I didn’t give face to Crown Prince Luo, but I injured my fingers yesterday and have not been able to play any music for a while now.”
That somehow sounded familiar.
But Luo Fengjun is usually addicted to music and rarely cares about external things, so he can’t remember where he heard it for a moment.
Luo Fengjun only subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yun’s hands, which were as clear as jade, slender, and beautiful. There were no visible scars on the surface, but not all of the hand injuries are on the surface, there are injuries such as joint problems.
For a moment, Luo Fengjun was unsure whether Jiang Yun was deliberately evading or really was injured, so he said, “It’s not uncommon for musicians like you to hurt their hands. Wouldn’t it be too petulant and lazy to neglect practicing just because of a little injury?”
This made Ji An feel a bit uncomfortable listening.
He thinks that this Crown Prince Luo is a bit crazy.
Jiang Yun’s eyes were calm as he was about to speak when, across from him, Jimo Qingyu suddenly coughed.
After sitting with a straight face for a long time, the Left Prime Minister said, “Crown Prince Lou’s words are not right. Diligence is certainly valuable, but one should also act within one’s means. Knowing that one’s hands are injured but does not know how to self-love. Why insist on plucking the strings and playing the music? Do you want to break your hands?”
Ji An looked at Jimo Qingyu in surprise.
Luo Fengjun proudly said, “How can anyone be a better person if they don’t suffer? If you want to be successful in the musical path, you have to suffer what ordinary people cannot.”
Jiang Yun could only gently said, “Crown Prince Luo may have misunderstood. I play the zither because I have nothing to do, I just play it casually. There was no ideal of becoming a great musician, let alone wanting to achieve anything in the musical path.”
Luo Fengjun frowned and immediately looked at Jiang Yun with hatred.
He’s just playing casually, and he could effortlessly pop up a world-renowned song like ‘Feng Qiu Huang’, he almost suspected that the other party was showing off. But Jiang Yun has an unparalleled calm and elegant temperament, unlike someone who is brave and combative.
“I’ll have to disappoint Crown Prince Luo today.”
Jiang Yun said again.
The other party was obviously just refused to play, and in front of other guests, he couldn’t force him. Luo Fengjun couldn’t understand how there could be such a progressive person in the world. If he can learn ‘Feng Qiu Huang’, he will inevitably have to bathe and burn incense, find a refined place, and play it for three days and three nights to satisfy himself.
“I will come again.”
Luo Fengjun picked up the zither, left a cold sentence, and left with his servant.
The atmosphere in the pavilion became more serious and quiet.
Jiang Yun looked at Jimo Qingyu and took the initiative to ask, “I don’t know that the Left Prime Minister would pay me a visit. What can I do for you?”
Jimo Qingyu looked at Jiang Yun for a while and kindly asked, “What books have you been reading lately?”
Ji An: “……”
Zhao Yan: “……”
Zhao Yan felt that his master was too inconspicuous. Before he could even bring people under his tutelage, he began to care about their studies already.
Jiang Yun said, “I’m afraid I’ll also disappoint the Left Prime Minister. I’ve been feeling drowsy lately and haven’t flipped through any books.”
Jimo Qingyu immediately frowned.
“Feeling drowsy?”
“How can you be so lazy?”
“You have a hand injury, not an eye injury, it shouldn’t delay reading ba?”
Zhao Yan: “……”
Zhao Yan couldn’t help but make amends. “Master, sometimes external injuries can also stimulate the nerves and cause drowsiness…”
“A bunch of nonsense. Last year, this old man accidentally injured my leg, lay in bed for more than half a month without feeling drowsy and insisted on reading a book every day. You yourself are just lazy, don’t drag others along!”
Zhao Yan could only shut up in grievances.
Jimo Qingyu’s gaze returned to Jiang Yun, and he continued to look forward to asking, “Without reading, how about copying an article?”
Jiang Yun was ashamed to say that there were none.
Jimo Qingyu frowned fiercely again.
“You may be young, but there are others your age who work harder than you. If you lack ambition, you’ll be left behind sooner or later. Haven’t you heard the story that being bright at an early age does not necessarily bring success upon growing up?’ Now is the best age for you to study and learn. If you are being this lazy, are you planning on being trapped in this private courtyard for a lifetime…”
Jimo Qingyu was very dissatisfied with Sui Heng’s coquettish behavior in his heart. In his opinion, this was a form of forced plunder, destroying people’s lives and burying talents. Such a beautiful piece of jade was favored by the creator, if he was carefully polished, how brilliant he would be!
At this point in his speech, Jimo Qingyu continued, “The Sui capital happened to have a talk shop recently, and this old man will bring my disciples to attend. Would you be willing to join…”
Before he could finish speaking, a cold laugh suddenly came from behind.
“What? The Left Prime Minister has come to covet Gu’s person again?”
Jimo Qingyu frowned.
Turning his head, he saw Sui Heng, who was wearing black armor, strode in with his hands behind his back, his eyes as cold as frost.
Jimo Qingyu felt displeased in his heart and stood up to greet him, humming, “Your Highness is wrong, this old man just can’t bear to see a good talent being ruined by some people.”
Sui Heng tsked.
“Why does Gu feels that the Left Prime Minister has ulterior motives?”
“This old man is upright, where have this old man harbored any ill intentions?”
“If the Left Prime Minister has no ulterior motives, then why’d you choose to come when Gu was not in the mansion? Is it possible that the Left Prime Minister longs for Gu’s concubine’s beauty and wants to take advantage of Gu’s absence to steal the concubine?”
“Who want—”
Jimo Qingyu was so angry that his beard trembled and his face turned red.
“Don’t talk nonsense!”
Sui Heng is really capable of annoying people. “Whether Gu talks nonsense or the Left Prime Minister has ulterior motives and is harboring evil intentions, Gu afraid that only the Left Prime Minister himself knows.”
After speaking, Sui Heng directly lifted Jiang Yun up from his seat, raised his eyebrows, and said, “Who gave you permission to meet another man privately without Gu’s permission? Is it because Gu family’s laws are not strict enough?”
Jiang Yun buried himself in the nape of his neck and didn’t say anything.
Jimo Qingyu turned his head away, his expression was completely smudging.
But if he just leaves, it’s as if he is just confirming Sui Heng’s words. Jimo Qingyu tried to restrain himself for a moment and said, “This Prime Minister’s intention was not as nasty as some people, this Prime Minister was just trying to figure out the gentleman’s heart’s own mean measure, this Prime Minister just saw that you have good qualifications. This Prime Minister wants… wants to take you as a personal disciple. This Prime Minister will teach you with all my heart, and with your qualifications, you will be able to achieve great things in the future. Isn’t it better than spending your time in this private courtyard? You don’t have to be afraid of some people’s power, as long as you are willing to agree, this Prime Minister will try to ask His Majesty to give a decree to allow you to study under this old man.”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the pavilion was surprised.
Including Zhao Yan, who had already known the situation in advance, he only knew that his master intended to take the other party as his junior brother, but he did not expect it to be a personal disciple. What is the weight of a personal disciple? How much does master love this Chu Yan that he can cherish his talent to this extent?
Jiang Yun did not expect that Jimo Qingyu had such thoughts.
Such an opportunity is extremely tempting, even dreamy, for any scholar. How many scholars struggled to perform at the Spring Banquet just to catch the Left Prime Minister, namely Jimo Qingyu’s attention?
However, he is not an ordinary scholar, he is the Crown Prince of an enemy country.
Moreover, Jiang Yun glanced at Sui Heng, who was still holding him arrogantly.
Jimo Qingyu doesn’t know much about this wolf. How could he possibly give up his prey to others?
Sui Heng frowned in a rare manner.
He did not immediately refute but was also waiting for Jiang Yun’s answer.
He suddenly wanted to know what his little lover was thinking in his heart. He had rare beauty and unparalleled talent. As Jimo Qingyu said, was he really willing to be trapped in this private courtyard for his whole life and be his concubine?
Sui Heng suddenly felt a little nervous.
He couldn’t help but tighten his arms a bit.
In the silence, Jiang Yun suddenly reached out and slowly wrapped his arms around his neck. Then his gaze was clear and apologetic, and he said to Jimo Qingyu, “I am very grateful for the Left Prime Minister’s appreciation. It’s just that I’m a lazy person, I’m not that much of use, I have no intention of learning with the Left Prime Minister. I am afraid I will have to shame the Left Prime Minister’s love.”
Zhao Yan’s eyes widened in disbelief.
He couldn’t imagine that there is someone who dares to refuse his master’s invitation in person in this world.
You should know that this is the first time that his master has personally come to someone’s door and voluntarily offered to accept someone as a disciple.
If it were someone else, they would probably be so happy that they wouldn’t be able to sleep for three days and three nights. And this Chu Yan actually refused directly!
Jimo Qingyu naturally had a pale complexion.
He snorted heavily and left with a brush of his sleeve.
Zhao Yan quickly followed behind.
Ji An took the palace attendants to see off the guests.
The night breeze was gentle, leaving only Jiang Yun and Sui Heng in the pavilion.
Jiang Yun lowered his head and met Sui Heng’s bright and fiery gaze.
Jiang Yun tilted his head. “Is Your Highness satisfied with this answer?”
