Chapter 301: 166 His Son (Midnight)
“Thank you, Brother Xiao, I can finally have a good New Year. I’ll seek your help again next time!” A student from Guozijian bid farewell to Xiao Liulang as he saw him out of the mansion.
This person was Fen Lin’s classmate and a year junior to Xiao Liulang. His entry via a backdoor, combined with mediocre talent, often made him anxious to impress his numerous relatives during holidays. But with the poems and prose written by Xiao Liulang, he wouldn’t have to fear coming up short.
Xiao Liulang tailored his writings to this person’s level, ensuring that they were neither ostentatious nor underwhelming.
“Excuse me.” Xiao Liulang kept his farewell brief, leaving the mansion on his own.
The sky was overcast and seemed colder than before.
Xiao Liulang climbed into his carriage, headed toward the patient that Gu Jiao was tending to.
The woman saw him and said, “She’s already left; she said she was going to get some candied haws across the street.”
She pointed to the syrup shop diagonally opposite.
It was a well-established syrup shop run by people from Jiangnan. Surprisingly, its business was booming in the Capital City. Xiao Liulang used to frequent the place as a child, although they didn’t serve candied haws back then.
Upon reaching the shop, Xiao Liulang found it under new management.
The original shop owner had retired and was enjoying his life in the backyard. Now, his son was handling the business.
“Shopkeeper.”
Xiao Liulang addressed the shopkeeper. Just as he was about to ask if Gu Jiao had been there, the shopkeeper yelled, “Are you looking for someone?”
Xiao Liulang was slightly taken aback.
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The shopkeeper hadn’t payed much attention to Gu Jiao’s words earlier. But when Xiao Liulang appeared, he instinctively recalled her statement: “If a strikingly handsome youth comes looking for me later, the most handsome kind, ask him to wait for me here.”
In literary terms, it’d be “on the street, the youth is as precious as jade; unmatched in this mortal world.”
He truly was exceedingly handsome.
So handsome that one would think he belonged in the celestial spheres.
“How did you know?” questioned Xiao Liulang.
The shopkeeper repeated Gu Jiao’s exact words with a hearty chuckle.
The most handsome?
Did she describe him this way?
An almost imperceptible smile graced Xiao Liulang’s lips. He then asked the shopkeeper, “Did she say what she was going to do?”
The shopkeeper shook his head. “No, she didn’t.”
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