That’s right, he had thought about it. The Yao Family is pregnant under special circumstances and she really doesn’t wish to return to the Marquis Residence. So, he would accompany her and stay temporarily.
They would make another plan after the child was born.
For the sake of a warm kang bed for his wife and child, Lord Gu was willing to stake it all!
Even if you’re a first-ranking Marquis, overbearing me by several folds, I cannot retreat!
Lord Xuanping slid his hands into his sleeves. Despite the sweltering heat, he managed to do so, truly admirable. He said nonchalantly, "In that case, let’s compete fairly and see who’s got the abilities. Little Monk, what do you think?"
Little Jingkong thought seriously about it: "Sounds great!"
He took two small tablets and scribbled a few characters. Then he brought a small stool, sat on it cutely, and began his own observation.
Lord Gu snorted coldly, he asked, "Lord Xuanping, may I ask what you would like to compete in?"
Xuanping lord raised an eyebrow: "In looks."
Lord Gu, who nearly choked to death, said, "...!!"
Is that even allowed?
Little Jingkong raised his right hand tablet: "Lord Gu wins!"
Obviously, Jiajiao’s father is better looking than his brother-in-law’s.
But Jiajiao is the prettiest, no objections allowed!
Before Lord Gu had a chance to react, the competition had begun, and he had already lost. Where could he go to reason this out?
He gritted his teeth and revealed his trump card: "Let’s compete in reciting poetry!"
Lord Xuanping: "..."
Damn it!
Such cruelty!
Although Lord Gu’s calligraphy was not satisfactory, he had somewhat more knowledge in his belly than Lord Xuanping.
Little Jingkong brought out five poems. Marquis Gu recited two, while Lord Xuanping couldn’t recite even a single sentence.
Little Jingkong raised the tablet in his left hand: "Lord Gu wins!"
But Lord Gu wasn’t so lucky from then on. Lord Xuanping was not an ordinary man, except for lacking scholarly talent, he excelled in other abilities. Lord Gu was beaten terribly.
Even in the aspect of martial arts, Lord Xuanping was still superior despite a waist injury, and Lord Gu was trounced.
Lord Gu lost terribly!
An hour later, the ambitious Lord Gu was finally exhausted. He sprawled himself out, eyes rolled up and tongue sticking out, and laid despairingly on the steps.
"Great job, great job!" Little Jingkong sat on a small stool, sitting up straight, clapping his hands heartily.
Lord Xuanping’s lips curled up in triumph, he said: "Okay, I won. You can bow and acknowledge me as your teacher now."
Little Jingkong tilted his little head, and said seriously: "But, I already have a master! I can’t bow to you as well! A good disciple should not serve two masters!"
Isn’t it "a good woman should not have two husbands?"
Lord Xuanping raised his handsome eyebrows, starting to question his own life.
Because his education is not good, he might have remembered it wrong. The original saying was indeed "a good disciple should not serve two masters".
This is not the point, the point is that this little guy fooled him again!
Lord Xuanping gritted his teeth: "You can’t bow to me as a master, then why were you so excited just now?"
Little Jingkong spread his hands, innocently said: "I only said I want to watch you compete, I never said I would bow and acknowledge the winner as my teacher. You two came up with that idea, I never agreed!"
Lord Xuanping’s teeth hurt!
Damn little monk, he deserves the beating!
Lord Xuanping couldn’t keep on falling at the same place, if this little monk wanted to compete with him, come back in five hundred years!
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"It’s too hot." Gu Yan replied, "Are you here to see your grandson again?"
The old marquis was embarrassed: "Ah, yes."
Gu Yan knowingly asked: "Did you see him then?"
The old marquis looked at Gu Yan, chuckling awkwardly, "I saw him."
"Oh." Gu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Are we going for mung bean jelly again today?"
The old marquis was taken aback and hastily nodded, "Yes, yes!"
They had eaten mung bean jelly together before. Gu Yan discovered that his grandfather really liked it. Gu Yan did not have a bad impression of his grandfather.
In his memory, his grandfather treated him well and also his mother. When he and his mother moved to the manor, his grandfather even sent him two bodyguards.
Several times, he fell ill in the middle of the night when everyone was asleep. If it was not for the timely detection of abnormalities by the bodyguards, he might have been dead long ago.
After eating the refreshing mung bean jelly with mint, Gu Yan rubbed his satisfied belly and said, "Last time you treated me, so I’ll return the favor this time! It’s only polite to reciprocate!"
The old marquis said, "No need."
Gu Yan waved his hand generously: "No worries, I may not have much silver, but I earn some pocket money by doing odd jobs every day. I can afford to treat you to a meal of jelly."
The old marquis frowned at the mention of this. Had his own grandson fallen to the point where he had to do odd jobs for money?
What kind of father is Gu Chong!
Doesn’t he give his son his monthly allowance?!
"Where’s your father?" asked the old marquis.
Gu Yan sighed and said, "Ah, my father. He’s pressuring me every day to move back home. I’m not willing to, so he cut off my allowance. I’ve told you before, I was born prematurely. I have a weak body and suffer from heart disease. My sister takes on a lot of hardship looking after me."
Did the girl become a doctor because of her own little brother?
It seems like he’s misjudged her.
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