Time Travel and Love

Chapter 495: No Need to Plan When You Are a Child

"Xiaojiu is still young and inexperienced. All she has seen and heard comes from books. No matter how dignified and calculating she is, she will still make mistakes."

After putting away the chessboard, Ling Xian casually grabbed a handful and waited for Mo Yunting to guess the piece. The two began the game again, "Yunting, don't be too trusting of this brat.

The situation was still manageable, so there was no need to resort to risky tactics. Furthermore, if she wasn't careful with her bad idea, she could lose a thousand years of cultivation in a single day.

Your plan is completely sound. It's completely feasible to achieve the greatest benefit at the lowest cost."

Mo Yunting curled the corners of his lips slightly, "The one who knows me best is my simple behavior. However, the only person I can trust with my back is Chujiu. If she doesn't want to, I can't do it."

The black piece in his hand fell onto the chessboard with a crisp sound. "Brother Xingjian, are you interested in helping me?"

"..." Ling Xian looked at Chu Qingmeng and sighed deeply, "Well, whatever. Just follow my orders."

Ling Xian knew that Mo Yunting was also a concern for Chu Qingmeng, so helping him consolidate his position would also fulfill her wish.

The new actor on the stage had a clear and pleasant voice. Chu Qingmeng looked at Ling Xian with a smile, "Second Master, have you forgotten something?"

Ling Xian took out the pill from his arms, stuffed it into her mouth, and rubbed her head.

A hint of sadness flashed in Mo Yunting's eyes. After all, they hadn't seen each other for many years. This child wasn't as close to him as to her father. He then looked away at the chestnut kernels beside him, picked up one and put it in his mouth. It was sweet.

"Today's play is very good. Let's go back and forth and find someone we don't know to go and watch it." Chu Qingmeng suddenly said this when he heard that the play was about to end.

Shuang Cheng subconsciously glanced at Ling Xian, and seeing that he was concentrating on playing chess without giving any instructions, he lowered his head and replied, "Yes, Master."

Soon, a voice came from downstairs, "My master said today's play was good, and he'll give me five hundred taels of silver!"

The hall fell silent for a moment. On ordinary days, the amount of money given to actors and actresses was only forty or fifty taels, and the wealthier ones would only give one or two hundred taels at most. What great fortune had this new actor struck upon today to receive such a large reward?

The troupe leader came out to receive the reward, then turned backstage and asked the new actor to immediately remove his makeup, change his clothes and go with him to thank him for the reward.

"Sir, my name is Liu and I am the owner of the opera troupe. I have brought people here to express my gratitude for the reward." A middle-aged man's voice was heard outside the door along with the knock.

Chu Qingmeng frowned. What about the idea of ​​a reward? He turned back to look at Shuang Cheng and shook his head slightly. Shuang Cheng said, "There's no need to thank me for the reward. My master just thought the performance was good, and he didn't think anything else about it."

There seemed to be silence outside the door for a moment, and then someone said, "In that case, I will take my leave. If you need to kill time, you can always come to us."

Chu Qingmeng turned around and faced Shuang Cheng. "Why do I feel like... you just... have something else to say?"

"..." Shuang Cheng had a headache. This man in his family was, in some ways, very... well... simple. The kind of simple that was ignorant of the ways of the world...

How could he come here to thank her for the reward? He had clearly brought him here for her to play with. Taking a deep breath, his mind raced. How could he explain this?

In fact, it is not Chu Qingmeng's fault. The dramas that modern people are exposed to are all art forms that have been free of dross, while the dramas in ancient times belonged to the "lowest nine classes". Modern people naturally do not understand the twists and turns in them.

"Okay, how should I answer? I know both ways. This is not your concern. If you have nothing else to do, just peel some more nuts." Ling Xian said calmly, his voice slightly cold.

Mo Yunting also smiled helplessly. This girl, "Chujiu, let's see how to solve this chess game?"

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Until the afternoon, it started to snow lightly. Chu Qingmeng returned home but learned that Mo Liujin had not come back yet. He wondered if Aunt Liu was so seriously ill.

"Miss, the Grand Tutor's wife told me to rest well." Chun He took Chu Qingmeng's cloak and helped her sit down. "The Grand Tutor's wife seems to have done a lot of good things for me. She sent me a lot of warming and nourishing herbs such as ginseng, astragalus, and white peony. From outsiders, it seems that she loves me very much."

"Given her status and age, she has to act nice even if she doesn't like her."

Chu Qingmeng lay down on the couch. Chunhe came forward and gently massaged her legs. "Miss, do you want to go check on the Second Young Master? Qishu came back and said that the Second Young Master is still lying on the bed handling official business."

"..." Chu Qingmeng laughed angrily, "That little bastard is clearly trying to play dirty with me. When I beat his concubine to death before, Xinglong didn't hold back at all. He was able to get down from the ground and come to the main courtyard in less than an hour. This time, Xinglong is just pretending. Why is he lying there and not getting up?"

"Miss, the Second Young Master has always looked mature and hard-hearted since he was young, but I once saw him crying in his room while hugging your portrait after being punished by the Third Master. Before, when you were away, he had no place to complain. Now that you are back, even if he made a mistake, I still hope you can comfort him a little."

"..." After a long moment, Chu Qingmeng sighed, "Never mind. It was just his room's business, and I shouldn't have interfered. But after all, Dong's life is a life, and I can't just sit back and watch. It's my fault. I'll go check on him."