Chapter 25.1: Their Face Turned Purple
When Yan Xiong pronounced “stupid fart cockroach cunt” and directed it to himself with the ‘I’, many of the crowd burst into laughter. Even Jin Mulan donned a soft smile. For a moment, her surroundings bloomed a hundred flowers.
Yan Xiong’s teacher stiffened. His countenance suddenly looked difficult to look at.
Yan Xiong soon understood that he was fooled after pronouncing the words. What he said… it had already been thrown out like a bucket of water and he could no longer take back what was previously said. He trembled and fumed with anger.
He raised his hand and pointed his forefinger towards Shen Lang. “You… you…”
“Yes, you’re right.” Shen Lang stared deadpanned. “You’re a stupid fart… a cockroach cunt. Brother Yan, you’re so honest to yourself. I can’t believe this! My eyes have opened. I’ve finally seen an upright and honest man!”
Yan Xiong choked. His head almost exploded from a lava of fiery anger. He’d almost gone ahead to retaliate. He cared no longer whether he win or lose. His pride was at stake!
At this time, Yan Xiong’s teacher coldly voiced out. “Back down. Is this not shameful enough?”
The once brilliant and proud Yan Xiong stepped back. He felt everyone’s mocking eyes drilling unto him. He felt anxious that he wanted to bury himself underground and never come out.
The most cherished thing for a scholar was reputation. Now the name stupid fart and cockroach cunt will follow him like a ghost for a lifetime. Even when going to examination to further his scholarly studies, it’ll only affect him for the worse and possibly hinder his progress.
Suddenly, Yan Xiong turned around and shouted words of anger. “The Count, this is the Count’s Palace and Shen Lang is the Count’s son-in-law. Would you allow him to be so disgraceful and discredit the reputation of the Jin Family?”
The Count smiled lightly and did not reply.
It was impossible for someone of his status to speak and open his mouth. If his teacher was not of esteemed background, he’d not be qualified to enter this place. If such a small man had shouted words of questions, he’d only die an instant death, never to know the reasoning of his impending doom.
In addition, this… Yan Xiong scholar dares to publically question their choice of candidate for their daughter’s marriage? It was already magnanimous enough he not prosecute him!
Shen Lang chuckled softly. “Yan Xiong, those four words… you said them. I haven’t spoken such disgusting and dirty words. Only you…”
Then, his eyes turned watery and his voice grew dignified.
“As for the reputation of the Count’s Palace, please rest assured. My Jin Family is very strong and this little trifle can’t ruin the reputation they’ve toiled and built with decades and centuries-long of hard work. Their reputation lies in the heart of the people. It is in the history of the Count’s Palace to love the people as if their own children. They give love to the loyal ones and support to their people. Why should the Count’s Palace care for a shameless scholar who can only bark with no teeth?”
When Shen Lang uttered such moving speech, the Count was shocked. For a moment, his heart moved and he did not know what to do.
Prior to the marriage with his daughter, his black heart had thoughts of killing this foolish son-in-law of his, but now… he thinks this boy is a good man. He knows his heart very well. All he needs is proper guidance.
The Count of Xuanwu was a magnanimous man who cherished the people of Xuanwu City from the bottom of his heart. Many would be led to believe that he is a man that is easily taken advantage of, but in truth, the Count is not that sort of pedantic man. Every feather of his body is cherished. His son-in-law should scold the people when needed. So long as he remains polite and respectful, beating them to death is just as well.
On the other hand, Xu Qianqian’s mouth gaped wide upon.
Did Shen Lang always have such a glib tongue? He’d always stutter before… unable to form a complete sentence. After being expelled from my Xu Family House, when did he change this much…?
“Shameless!” Zhang Jin whispered to his soon-to-be-wife.
You’re hugging their thighs too much! You, Shen Lang, are now the voice of the Count’s Palace? Ah… you really enjoy hugging thighs and slapping face, huh? Can you tone it down?!
Meanwhile, Shen Lang’s persuasive remark provoked a man whom should not be provoked. It was Yan Xiong’s teacher, Zhang Bo Yan, who was not only a reputed scholar but also the Zhang Family’s advocate here in Xuanwu City.
Before, when Shen Lang humiliated Yan Xiong, he turned his head. After all, it was only a game between two hot-blooded youths. Such sights were a normal occurrence in this dog eat dog world.
But now, the matter was different. He was indirectly slapping his face as Shen Lang continued to speak ever so shamelessly. He, Zhang Bo Yan, must teach this white lotus a lesson. He should learn that there are things between the heavens and earth whom he should never offend even if he knows a few words.
“Student Shen, it seems you are proficient in the scholarly ways and know some rare words?” Zhang Bo Yan questioned.
Shen Lang shook his head. “I dare not say that I am proficient, but…” He smiled. “I do dabble in it every now and then!”
Zhang Bo Yan choked.
Dabble?! Every now and then?! Then what am I?! And what are you?!
“Coughs… then I have a word here. My student is not able to recognize them. I wonder if Student Shen would like to solve the puzzle?”
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