Unparalleled Double Harmony

Chapter 315 This Brother Shouldn't Stay Long
Dusk, Shaoshi Mansion.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured in from the study window, gently covering a man's thin back.

This thin man who looked to be in his 50s was none other than Han Yu, a scholar of the Huagaidian University and a young teacher of the prince.

On weekdays, unless he is on official business, Han Yu must come to the study to practice calligraphy at this time every day. This is his uninterrupted habit for decades.

Today is no exception.

Don't look at Han Yu, who looks skinny and weak, and even his face is about ten years older than his actual age, but his calligraphy can be called: the shape is comparable to the muscles and bones, and the rhyme is angry and thirsty. , the momentum is like a phoenix flying like a luan, and Wang Yang is a god.

This kind of calligraphy attainment, looking at the whole world, there are very few people who can compare with it. If it is replaced by a folk literati with his ability, I am afraid that the tail will be raised to the sky.

But... Han Yu was somewhat disapproving of his calligraphy achievements.

Because he understood a truth as early as decades ago: no matter how good the article is, if no one knows how to appreciate it, it is nothing but rubbish.

However, how many people in this world can really recognize the beauty of his calligraphy?
Don't most people measure their value by the author's reputation or how much real money the work can be converted into?
When you are unknown, no matter how good your calligraphy and paintings are, no matter how hard you put your heart into them, they are just cheap defective products in the eyes of most people. When you are powerful and famous, even if you just scribble on paper After a few strokes and a seal, many people will regard it as a treasure... They can even taste a lot of deep meanings that you don't even know.

This world is like this, Han Yu is powerless and has no intention to change anything.

However, after seeing through these, he naturally no longer regards the level of calligraphy and painting, or his understanding of the so-called "sage books" as something to be proud of or rely on.

In Han Yu's heart today, only power is worth fighting for his whole life and can bring him a sense of accomplishment.

Calligraphy has become a pure interest for him; the act of "practicing calligraphy" has also changed from a hard training to a way to relieve stress.

Han Yu, who is intriguing with people outside every day and immersed in conspiracy and power, can only let his brain relax, let go for a while, and return to a moment of peace only at dusk and when he is practicing calligraphy.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this change in mood that Han Yu's calligraphy over the years has grown faster than when he was young, and he has gradually reached the state of returning to the basics and being free and easy.

"Teacher, the students are here."

Suddenly, outside the study door, there was a voice, it was a young man's voice.

Hearing the sound, Han Yu hesitated for a moment, then put down his pen and sat back on his chair.

"Come in." Responding to these words, Han Yu's expression and state had changed; he knew that his time to relax was over.

"Yes." The young man outside the door quickly agreed, then pushed open the half-covered door and stepped in.

Seeing this, some people should have realized that this young man who calls himself a "student" is quite close to Han Yu, because he came to the door of the study to say hello himself, rather than being brought by the servants of the mansion. ...This shows that he has come and gone frequently in Han Yu's house, and he can move freely.

"Students pay respects to their teacher." After entering the study, Ma Xuansheng came to Han Yu in a few steps and bowed.

"Sit down." While speaking, Han Yu picked up a cup of tea on the table and brought it to his mouth slowly.

The faint incense wafting from the Chonger Ruyi three-legged stove on the desk, the ink fragrance swaying from the inkstone, and the tea fragrance contained in this cup of tea at this moment, mixed into a unique smell, which stimulated Han Yu's emotions. Nervous, let him clearly go through the next thing to explain in his mind before starting a dialogue with the other party.

"Do you know what I asked you to do?" After swallowing a sip of tea, Han Yu's thoughts were cleared up, and then he asked questions.

"Uh... the student doesn't know." Ma Xuansheng, who had just sat down, really didn't know why Mr. Han asked him to come here, so he replied.

After getting this answer, Han Yu immediately stared at Ma Xuansheng.

This glance sent a chill down the opponent's spine.

"Then do you know that someone is going to make a scene in Baoyuan Inn tonight?" Han Yu asked again.

"This..." Hearing the second line, Ma Xuansheng was even more puzzled, and he thought to himself, how could this be sung?He didn't own the inn, and he didn't live there, so what does it have to do with him?

But two seconds later...

"You still don't understand?" Han Yu asked again in a more stern tone.

At this moment, Ma Xuansheng realized something.

Since he is a person appreciated by Han Yu, he is naturally not stupid. Now that the teacher has found you and asked you here, then this matter must have something to do with you.

Ma Xuan thought over and over again, and soon understood: the bond that can connect the four words "murder and make trouble" with him... I am afraid that his brother Ma Er is the only one in this world.

"Teacher, could it be my younger brother..." Thinking of this, Ma Xuansheng hurriedly replied, "He..."

After the word "you" was uttered, Ma Xuansheng didn't know how to continue the sentence, because even if he said a few more words, it would become his criminal act of exposing his brother in front of the current court officials.

"Yes, he's going to do something wrong again, and this time he might be killing someone..." Seeing the other party hesitating, Han Yu added this sentence.

The meaning of this is also very clear, that is to say... In fact, you have nothing to hide, I already knew about your brother's crap.

As soon as Ma Xuansheng heard this, he thought to himself: It would be futile to make excuses or say that he didn't know what Ma Er was doing in the capital. Beg for mercy, this is the best policy.

then……

"Teacher, forgive me! My younger brother has been stubborn since he was a child, and he has never changed his mind since he went to Beijing. Although the student knows about it, but due to the brotherhood, it is really difficult to restrain him. It is all the fault of the student for not being strict with him. This is why... "Ma Xuansheng said this with an excited expression, and at the same time he slid forward from the chair and knelt down.

"All right, all right." Han Yu didn't even bother to listen to him finish his speech, so he waved his hand and interrupted, "We are our own people, we can put anything on the table and talk about it, there is no need to come here..." He paused After a pause, he continued, "Xuan Sheng, you might as well think about it, if I wanted to punish you for Ma Er's matter, I could have done it a few months ago, why wait until today?"

When Han Yu said this, his complexion suddenly became a little gloomy, and his tone also sank: "I just didn't expect that you haven't dealt with such a 'small matter' until now..."

Hearing this sentence, Ma Xuansheng's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have guessed what his "good teacher" would say next.

"Xuansheng, you are going to be a son-in-law soon, a relative of the emperor, you have a bright future..." Han Yu looked up at the ceiling at 45 degrees, and said in a sigh-like tone, "Why?" Master, I don't want to... from other people's mouths to hear news like 'the son-in-law's younger brother is going to make trouble in the capital tonight'..."

"Student...understood..." When Ma Xuan replied, a gloomy expression flashed across his face.

"Alas..." Han Yu got the reaction he wanted, and only then did he let out a long and hypocritical sigh, then stood up, walked around the desk, and helped Ma Xuansheng who was kneeling on the ground, "As the saying goes... Thicker than water, Xuansheng, if you are inconvenient due to family affection, you can ask someone to do it for you as a teacher."

"Teacher, I'm worrying too much." When Ma Xuansheng got up, his expression and tone were already very firm, "Students can't wait for the reputation of 'destroying relatives with righteousness and eradicating harm for the people'... If it wasn't for your mentor today, the students would almost Missed opportunity."

"Heh..." Seeing his "good student" react like this, Han Yu couldn't help laughing from the bottom of his heart, and secretly sighed that he was right.

In Han Yu's cognition, it is this kind of people who can deny their relatives for the sake of political capital, this kind of people who can turn crises into opportunities... have the value of being cultivated as wings; even if Ma Xuansheng tried to pull Han Yu down one day Instead, as long as he has that ability, Han Yu is willing to gamble and admit defeat.

Of course, the judges should know that Ma Xuansheng will not live to that day...

Because tonight in the Baoyuan Inn, there will be a stage - Lin Yuancheng beats the golden branch while drunk, Linghu flies into the cesspit to kill the son-in-law.

(End of this chapter)