Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 499 Blind Date After the New Year
Xu Xuan felt the invincibility of the Nine Provinces' good fortune; he could actually gain something like this, which could be described as a major explosion of the protagonist's halo.

The smile on his face immediately became even more amiable. "You should have said so earlier! I would have poured you some tea."

"Ahem, if the old master in your dream conveys anything to you again, tell me immediately."

"This side room is for you to stay in. I'll bring out the tiger-skin rug now. Do you like the bear-skin one?"

"Are you hungry? The abbot will take you to Wangjiang Tower for a vegetarian meal."

Qingyou was being watched, and he spent his days cleaning the courtyard and chanting Buddhist scriptures, which he seemed to enjoy.

Although the world is small, the world in one's heart is boundless. Having comprehended many profound teachings, one's Buddhist realm continues to advance by leaps and bounds, far surpassing that of a certain abbot.

The spring holiday seems destined to pass peacefully.

The third day of the first lunar month is Red Dog Day.

The Red Dog is also known as the God of Blazing Wrath; encountering him is considered unlucky, so no one will go out to visit him today.

Of course, this is just a folk custom, and not many people have heard of it.

For example, Liang Shanbo's family is receiving many relatives.

My niece is exactly sixteen years old.

"You know the Prefect of Yangzhou; there's a woman named..."

"Older sister, it's been many years. At your uncle's house."

Most of them came to discuss marriage.

As a man of marriageable age, Liang was not only of marriageable age but also came from a distinguished family. His handsome appearance and dignified demeanor were a plus. More importantly, he had excellent grades in Chongqi High School, which gave him hope of restoring his family's reputation.

This man has become a promising investment in the eyes of many small aristocratic families, and now is the most opportune time to invest in him.

Some time ago, Liang's mother was seriously ill and unable to visit, but after the Lunar New Year, she was able to get out of bed and walk, and her complexion had recovered quite well.

At this point, it's natural to seize the initiative and gain an advantage.

With gifts in hand, they began to line up to visit, and Liang's mother greeted the relatives with great enthusiasm.

He was calm and composed in his dealings with people, and his speech was impeccable. He dealt with everyone in the gentlest way.

As expected of someone from a wealthy family, despite his impoverished circumstances, his manners remained impeccable.

Mother Liang was very open-minded about the marriage alliance, believing that a prestigious family was not necessarily suitable for a humble family like the Liangs.

Vermilion gates face vermilion gates, bamboo gates face bamboo gates.

Although bringing glory to the family is Shanbo's dream, she hopes even more that her child will be happy in the future.

As for what those people promised, my son will take it back with his own strength.

This surprised Liang Shanbo, who was already feeling anxious and depressed. What was his mother doing?
He was prepared to engage in a heated debate with all the scholars.
"Your mother knows you have someone you like."

"Your surname is Zhu, right?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Liang Shanbo, whose secret had been exposed, was flustered and didn't know what to do with himself. How could this be?!
Looking at her usually intelligent son in a daze, Liang's mother couldn't help but marvel at the power of love.

As for how it was discovered, it was, of course, based on the experience of those who have been there.

Liang Shanbo used to be very focused and attentive when reading, but these past few days he's been appearing absent-minded, even letting out a silly, eccentric laugh. (Modern slang: a lewd laugh)

Moreover, the poems he wrote were mainly about love and romance, and he would often hold a tree branch and gesture aimlessly.

As for the surname Zhu, that was naturally written by the child himself.

She is literate, and the character "祝" appears so frequently that it's impossible to ignore it.

One after another, poems about the ospreys crying on the river islet were also written.

There was also the sleep-talking he made while asleep at his desk, where he said "I wish you well, Miss" at least a dozen times.
These signs all indicate that her son has grown up. In ancient times, men married very young, and she was happy to see this happen.

What reassured him even more was the word "girl," which at least meant it wasn't a man, which was already a good thing.

In the past, several relatives of the Liang family had produced descendants who bravely pursued love, inspiring awe in others. I believe a woman who enjoys swordsmanship is unlikely to be from a wealthy family; I only hope her status isn't too lowly.

Although Liang Shanbo was obedient since childhood, he still hoped that his mother would not interfere in this matter, since it was just unrequited love at this time.

They didn't even know the full name of the woman surnamed Zhu, and they didn't want to be laughed at if they told others.

"I used to think that love at first sight was just lust, but why do I feel a sense of familiarity with Miss Zhu after spending so much time together?"

"Am I just making excuses for myself, or am I really a shallow person?"

"What a pity~~~ Why hasn't the academy started school yet this year?!"

"Brother, my future is in your hands."

Feeling frustrated, I went to the countryside to burn paper money for my fellow student Zhang Hua, using this method to vent my anxieties and worries.

When they were at the academy, Yingtai would often burn paper money while pouring out his troubles, telling many stories about his father and mother.

Liang Shanbo followed suit and burned the offerings with great relish.

This is really tough on Zhang Hua. Are all your children crazy?

Because on the other side, Zhu Yingtai was also burning paper money and rambling on about random things.

She smashed the desk and was scolded by her mother; she beat up the matchmaker who came to propose marriage and was reprimanded by her mother; she made her father so angry that his face peeled, and was also reprimanded by her mother.

I dreamt that Liang Shanbo, that scoundrel, hugged me, then kicked through the wooden plank at the foot of the bed, and got scolded by my mother.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, kept burning food and chatting.

Even if you don't treat your senior brother like a human being, you can't treat him like a ghost.

Besides, is it really necessary to dwell on matters between men and women for so long?
Zhang Hua, squatting in the examination hall, was like reading a love story in a storybook, eagerly anticipating the ending.

Coupled with his wicked sense of humor, he flicked his sleeves, and two gusts of cold wind flew back in the opposite direction.

The flames in the mortal realm immediately flared up, paper money flew everywhere, and two words appeared on the ground: "Liang Zhu".

Liang Shanbo was immediately embarrassed, as if he had disturbed his senior brother.

Then came great joy. The meaning of Liang Zhu was that Miss Zhu and I were a match made in heaven.
Zhu Yingtai's eyebrows shot up when she saw those two words.

That bastard Liang Shanbo really has designs on me!
A strong, powerful arm swung down hard, shattering the desk once more.

The timeless love story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai has officially begun, but this time it may be a tale of war and conflict.

On the other side, Ning Caichen also waited for his classmate Zao.

"Is that woman still bothering you?"

"With your musical talent, how could you have come to this?"

Ning Caichen was somewhat embarrassed by his friend's repeated questioning, and indeed he was.

Ever since they helped Fu Qingfeng's sister kill the silkworm horse, the two sisters have been clinging to this place, saying they want to repay the favor.

Even Danri only returned to Shouchun once before returning to Jinhua.

The Fu family's carriage will arrive again today. Please take a look and see if there are any problems.

It's my own fault for being so weak; I lose my composure whenever I see Fu Qingfeng's face.

If an ordinary person dared to engage in this drama of repaying a debt of gratitude, Ning Caichen would have several ways to make the other party back down.

He could only sigh and say, "You'll know when she arrives."

A moment later, the Fu family's carriage arrived as expected.

The curtain was lifted, and the woman's face appeared.

A glint flashed in Zao's eyes, and his expression immediately became serious, emanating a scorching heat from his body.

　Five days, ten drinking sessions – I'm starting to feel the strain.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)