Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 425 Bowing
Drinking and exchanging toasts, reciting poems and songs, and displaying dancing talents.

The scene on the moonlit painted boat is ambiguous yet distant, perfectly capturing the essence of the moment.

Young Master Ji's knowledge has greatly increased, and even without Yu Yu's help, he can still win applause. However, he still maintains his old lifestyle and will still discard what needs to be discarded.

According to him, they were all women with tragic fates. Keeping them would provide a safety net until they grew old and lost their beauty.

"Student Ji is indeed kind-hearted."

Liang and Zhu gained a new understanding of this flamboyant senior.

Then I focused my attention on the important matter at hand, which was to experience the charm of this gentle haven.

Watching the girls below perform their exotic dances, I blushed and jumped for joy, gaining a great deal of knowledge.

A veiled girl appeared in revealing clothes, her waist swaying alluringly, the metal ornaments hanging from her clothes making a captivating sound as they rubbed together.

"A person from India?!"

There were still some non-Han people and foreigners in this era, mainly because the aristocratic families at that time were very open-minded and liked to try new things.

However, people from India are still rare; Kunlun slaves are more common.

"Brother Shanbo knows so much."

Zhu Yingtai sincerely praised her, because she was the only one present who knew nothing about it.

Liang, slightly smug, said, "That's nothing. I also know... I'm telling you, you know?"
Being able to reveal your knowledge of secret topics to a novice is a very prestigious thing. Even the most handsome guy, who plays the role of a lovestruck male lead, is still young and impulsive.

Although he had no idea how much he would regret his eloquent speech in the future.

When the beautiful girl came to serve them personally, both of them ended up with their faces covered in grime.

The experienced student, Liang, acted as if he were inexperienced.

"Our esteemed guest is rather reserved; please accept this cup of apricot blossom wine."

The fragrance of her breath wafted onto my face, my blood rushed, and then I suddenly stood up, saying I was a little dizzy and needed to get some fresh air, which drew laughter from everyone.

They are all shrewd people; they can tell at a glance who can be teased and who only needs to be served food, poured wine, and whispered intimately.

The Sanqi people come here mainly to enjoy the singing and dancing, brag a bit, and have a few drinks.

Young Master Ji would sometimes go down and dance with them, a classic example of being charming without being vulgar.

There's nothing physically demanding about them, and they don't need to be overly pampered; they have clear spending habits.

Liang, being a scholar, is truly both inexperienced and morally upright, making him the perfect target for teasing.

Zhu Shusheng was rather strange; several different girls hadn't given this simple-minded moneybag a good response.

Left with no other choice, Miss Mingyue took matters into her own hands, and after several attempts, she discovered that the other party seemed to dislike women.

Ah this
It's okay, there are all sorts of people from wealthy families these days, some even dislike certain types.

Besides, he's quite handsome. If you prefer men, you should stay at the academy.
Just thinking about it makes me... oh my god~~~~~ Hehehehehe~~~~
As he thought about it, he got excited and started attacking with full force, which made it difficult for Zhu to keep up.

She got up and followed him out; the room was too hot.

She had the paper turtle given to her by Xu Xuan as a cover, so even if the young lady got close to her, she couldn't tell if it was male or female.

However, the sounds and sights so close still made it a little difficult to breathe.

The two left the private room and stood on the edge of the painted boat, looking at the lake and mountains. They felt their minds clearing up a bit, but the slight feeling of being tipsy was still there.

"Brother Shanbo, aren't we making a fool of ourselves?"

“Brother Yingtai, you are right.”

Then the two smiled at each other, their relationship becoming much closer, friendship +10.
"Actually, this is my first time here, and it's not quite what I expected."

"Looks like my old friends are making fun of me again." Liang Shanbo decided he shouldn't pretend anymore; everyone present should be able to tell he wasn't an expert.

The vulgar language and explicit descriptions used by the scions of aristocratic families in the past simply did not exist.

All that talk about being naked, taking drugs, or being together is just a lie, right?

But this is for the best. If it were really like that, I might not be able to handle it and would just walk away halfway through.

Zhu Yingtai looked surprised, as if she had just found out. Well, she didn't realize it.

"This is my first time here too. I've only heard the servants mention it occasionally before, and no matter how I asked, they wouldn't dare to say anything."

According to her, she was unable to leave the house due to health reasons and was only accompanied by servants and maids in her daily life.

They knew virtually nothing about the outside world, and it had already taken a tremendous amount of effort for them to come to the academy.

So every place was new to her.

Liang Shanbo felt that he was already quite a recluse because he had to shut himself away to study due to his family's poverty. Little did he know that things could get even worse; he didn't even have a single friend.

It's really ungentlemanly of me to have suspected the other person was sick.

So he said earnestly, "Brother Zhu, from now on I will be your friend."

Zhu Yingtai was deeply moved. Although she had many classmates, this was the first true friend she had ever met.

He returned the greeting excitedly: "Brother Liang, I will be your friend from now on."

The two were chatting enthusiastically outside when Ji Rui poked his head out, his expression somewhat strange.

"Are you two getting married? Come in and have a drink."

They then retreated back inside, while the women in the private room gasped in surprise, "What wedding ceremony?! What wedding ceremony?!"
He seemed even more excited than the person involved.

Liang and Zhu exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter.

"A wedding ceremony? Brother Ji, you're quite the joker."

"Exactly, we're all men, how could that be?"

The two then mustered their courage and went back again. It was just reciting poems and chatting about trivial things, so they were quite happy.

Soon the atmosphere in the private room became even more lively.

Zhu Yingtai always felt that the girl Mingyue was looking at her with unusually intense eyes. Was she very attractive to women?
Just then, a commotion broke out downstairs.

This attracted the attention of those on the second floor, who also looked down, wondering if someone was fighting.
Instead of seeing the gossip I was most interested in, I saw an incredibly handsome scholar carrying a sword enter the pleasure boat.

"Heh, he's rather handsome."

"He's definitely not a good person."

Ji Rui, sitting on the second floor, held a wine glass and acted like a villainous playboy, criticizing and judging others.

The jealousy in his eyes was completely undisguised; he was even more handsome than me.

Everyone else nodded in agreement; he was indeed abnormally handsome.

When Wei Jie traveled from Yuzhang to the capital, people had long heard of his name, and the crowds of onlookers were as thick as a wall. Wei Jie had been suffering from a weak illness, and his body could not withstand the exertion, so he fell ill and died. People at the time said, "Wei Jie was killed by being stared at."

At this moment, Ding Yin created such a sensation; his heroic spirit, scholarly air, and subtle devilish charm maximized his allure.

Countless young women rushed to stick their fingers on it, causing a small commotion.

The reputation of the South China Sea Swordsman spread far and wide; listen to that, how upright he is!

The stories of immortals and heroes have endured the test of time, and men and women alike will take a second look when they see a handsome man who fits their image of a swordsman.

(End of this chapter)