The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1315

Chapter 1315: 642 Beating Up (Third Update)

After Lord Jing returned to the Duke Residence from Gu Jiao’s place, the first thing he did was to have the Second Lady prepare some ancestral paper money, as he intended to burn some.

The Second Lady was utterly confused, "Who are you burning paper money for all of a sudden?"

Lord Jing said, "For my eldest brother-in-law!"

The Second Lady choked, "Who are you cursing!" She paused, then remembering something, she said, "That’s not right, you only have a younger brother-in-law, when did you get an eldest brother-in-law!"

She was the eldest daughter in her family, having no brothers, only a younger brother.

Lord Jing straightened his back and said, "My elder brother’s eldest brother-in-law is also my eldest brother-in-law!"

The Second Lady: "..."

Indeed, the Second Lady remembered that when Lord Jing was younger, he was quite the troublemaker, repeatedly chased and beaten up countless times by the legitimate eldest son of the Xuanyuan Family. Later, when he learned that Xuanyuan Hao was his elder brother’s brother-in-law, in order to suffer fewer beatings, he also started calling him "eldest brother-in-law."

In fact, there were so many legitimate sons in the Xuanyuan Family. Despite Xuanyuan Hao beating Lord Jing the most, he also protected him the most, so Lord Jing regarded Xuanyuan Hao with both fear and respect.

"Why all of a sudden did you think of burning paper money for him?" the Second Lady asked.

Lord Jing furrowed his brows and asked, "Do you... not think that the lad from Zhan Country... has eyes very similar to my eldest brother-in-law?"

The Second Lady said weirdly, "Talking about Mu Qingchen’s schoolmate? That quack doctor who deceives and swindles?"

Lord Jing nodded vigorously, wasn’t that swindling? He had been swindled out of 500 taels today.

"I didn’t notice," the Second Lady shook her head, "How could someone from a lesser country look like a legitimate son of the Xuanyuan Family?"

"Not the looks, but the eyes, those tiny eyes full of murderous intent!" Lord Jing tried to explain, but the Second Lady still had a look of incomprehension, clearly not grasping the similar tiny eyes he was referring to.

Lord Jing waved his hand dismissively, "Forget it, you’ve never been beaten by my eldest brother-in-law, you wouldn’t understand."

Of course, the Second Lady wouldn’t understand; being a woman of the household, she had barely met Xuanyuan Hao a few times. How could she pay attention to Xuanyuan Hao’s eyes?

The Second Lady glared at her husband, "I think you’re bewitched, aren’t you? Did that lad use some sorcery on you? Or did you let that lad cast a spell on you?"

To actually say that the lad’s eyes resembled Xuanyuan Hao’s?

How could that be possible?

Xuanyuan Hao was the most outstanding son of Xuanyuan Li, who was brought along by Xuanyuan Li from the age of seven, frequented military camps, deeply studied military strategy, and went to war with his father at the age of twelve, never defeated!

However, this didn’t seem quite right; his final battle was a loss, where he died with a heart pierced by a myriad of arrows.

The Second Lady’s thoughts unwittingly drifted afar.

It was she who had mentioned being bewitched just a moment ago, yet now she was thinking of Xuanyuan Li’s death.

Lord Jing pondered over the Second Lady’s words and felt that this possibility was slim. He had been at the entrance while that lad was in the backyard, so far away, how could that lad have bewitched him?

"Nevermind that, just go and get some paper money for now."

The Second Lady glared slantingly at him, "Fine fine fine, I’ll go and prepare it in a bit, but how are you going to explain to Divine Doctor Miao without bringing the person back?"

Thinking of Miao Ruoxin, Lord Jing felt a headache coming on.

On the other hand, Gu Jiao and Old Master Meng were sitting at the stone table in the front courtyard, having just finished a game of Go.

Old Master Meng began to analyze the game, "Look here, if you hadn’t made that move, perhaps you could have won."

Gu Jiao seriously listened to the old man’s review of the game, as he had a good memory, and truly, his skill at Go was excellent.

Back in Zhan Country, she had concealed her skill.

Old Master Meng held a black piece and played it, "If you go here, go here, or even here, none can survive, so the move you made was correct."

Gu Jiao said, "Don’t talk about the correct ones, go directly to the mistakes."

Old Master Meng looked at Gu Jiao with approval, "Good mentality."

Thinking that he had exchanged this game of Go for a Token of the Go Sage of the Six States, Old Master Meng explained it with extra care... although it seemed like something was off.

"You remembered all that I said just now? Good, then let’s play another round and see if you’ve really integrated the lesson!"

"No need," Gu Jiao responded, "I said we would only play one round."

Old Master Meng: "...!!"

I, the Chess Sage of the Six States, instructing you to play Go and you’re still picky!

I’m not even this patient with my own disciples!

Don’t you know to cherish this!

After I’m gone, you’ll realize what you’ve missed!

Gu Jiao thought of something and asked him, "When will you leave?"

Old Master Meng felt a stab, as if choking on old blood. He took a deep breath and exploded, "Your little brother Xiaoshun blew me up like this, and you can’t even let me heal from my injuries before kicking me out?!" _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

Old Master Meng let out a sigh of relief internally; he was glad he had vast experiences and had managed to stabilize himself in time. How would he find this miss to play Go with if he really left?