A moment after the messenger exited the room Song Yi also opened the door and stepped out in a solemn mood. When he came out and smelled the usual scent coming from the kitchen, he realized that Su Tang was cooking. The familiar scent instantly scrubbed away the serious expression on Song Yi’s face. He smiled wryly and shook his head, and then went to the kitchen.
“Oh, master, you really can’t wait? I still have one more dish to make, but the meal will be done very soon don’t worry.” When she saw that Song Yi had entered the kitchen, Su Tang glanced over and said.
“En. When you’re done just leave the rest to Pengmo to handle and come to the study. I have something to tell you.” Song Yi said. He looked at his disciple, her small face flushed red from the heat of the stove, and felt she seemed a bit cute today. He hmphed and left.
Su Tang called an agreement to his disappearing back. Then, a little while later, she finished up in the kitchen, wiped the sweat off her face, and went to the study.
When she stepped into the study, Su Tang saw Song Yi holding the letter in his hand with a serious expression as if he were thinking about something. When he heard her come inside, he looked up and said sternly, “Come sit down.”
Su Tang walked over, sat down, and then looked at Song Yi, “Master, what is it you wanted to say to me?”
By way of response, Song Yi passed Su Tang the letter in his hand. Seeing this action of his, Su Tang was stunned and didn’t reach up to receive the letter, instead, she blurted: “Could this disciple not read it?”
If this were just some ordinary family letter, Su Tang wouldn’t be so reluctant. However, she knew that Song Yi was the former Imperial Preceptor. With such identity and status, the things that he had to deal with were doomed to never be simple.
If it were a person who dreamed of pursuing a higher status they would definitely be pleased with this move of Song Yi’s, however, Su Tang really didn’t have any such ambitions so it was just unneeded difficulty in her eyes. Her only goals were good food and drink and a comfortable life.
Think about it. Just who is Song Yi? But even he was showing a hesitant look when holding that letter just now!? Thus, even if Su Tang thought with her toes she would know that it was no simple family letter, and that it probably contained all sorts of troubles.
With the orange cat’s information and her own conjectures, Su Tang knew that this was almost certainly something she didn’t want to involve herself in.
When Song Yi saw her reluctant expression, he gave a helpless chuckle before gruffly saying “Unworthy disciple!”
“Hehehe!” Su Tang tried to laugh her way past this situation.
Then Song Yi sighed, “I’ve lived all these years but I still can’t think as clearly as a little girl like you.”
However, seeing Su Tang’s smug look, he continued ruthlessly, “However, you still can’t escape. Take a look and tell me what you think.” He paused and then added, “And don’t worry, no third person will know what that you read it or what you say.”
Song Yi understood that Su Tang had no interest in this sort of thing. Although he didn’t really understand why, by now he knew that this disciple of his more or less put making money as her number one priority and didn’t care about much else. However, after getting along with her this past while, he also somewhat understood what she was concerned about, so he promised that the conversation would be just between them.
After her master said so much, Su Tang didn’t continue to refuse. After all, there was only Song Yi and Pengmo here usually, so, indeed, the conversation should stay between them. Thus, she took the letter and began to read.
She had been thinking that it was a very serious thing, but after reading she found that it was unexpectedly a letter full of complaints from a teenager. It said a bunch of things about life in the capital and about how hard it was there and how annoyed and aggrieved the writer was.
The handwriting wasn’t bad, however, it also clearly had the vivid and sharp style of a teenager or young man. After she finished reading, Su Tang looked up, “Who wrote this?”
“Pei Xuan. Before I accepted you, he was my youngest disciple.” Song Yi directly revealed who the sender was.
Su Tang thought about it for a moment and then nodded. “I remember. The two sets of clothes this disciple made before were for him.”
“En, that’s right. So what do you think after reading?” Song Yi looked at Su Tang steadily.
Su Tang gave a sarcastic smile and replied, “What else is there to think? Through the ages, whether it’s the meritorious ministers or the suspicious emperor, it’s always the same boring stories and nothing new ever comes out.”
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