Song Yi began to feel that maybe he had just been too free when he had decided to accept Su Tang as a disciple? It had mostly been because she was also from Qinghe Town, and she somewhat reminded him of the wife and daughter he had lost back then.
After a bit of investigation, it turned out that her background was clean, so he had naively thought that maybe she could help him with his work. After all, the little fox could pretend to be smart and lovable in the right circumstances, so in the end he took her in and decided to teach her personally.
But who would have thought that the seemingly ordinary little girl was actually a rare genius of the kind that even he couldn’t see through? In truth, before he met Su Tang Song Yi had always felt that he had already met a lot of people and seen a lot of things and that his experience would let him see through anyone. However, in the end, he really couldn’t see through this little eight-year-old girl in front of him.
He was reminded of a game of chess he had played against Su Tang recently. In the end, he had won the game, but even now he would still occasionally wonder why he won.
“Why must a little girl have such heavy thoughts.” After looking at her for a while, Song Yi finally said this.
Unlike the orange cat, Song Yi didn’t see an illusion of black wings behind the little fox. After all, he knew that no matter how rebellious this little girl might act, no matter how much she might act like she would rather die than study, no matter how much she might annoy him, in the end, she was also someone who would continue to learn about things that didn’t really interest her just to comfort his emotions, so she was definitely a bit softer than she might pretend.
Thus, he felt he shouldn’t say things that would cause her to show such a deep expression. He just told her to keep things more simple.
Su Tang raised an eyebrow at this. In fact, she also wanted to keep things simple. She wanted nothing more. However, if problems came her way she wasn’t the type of person that would cower or run away.
Put simply, for things that upset her, she would just let them disappear!
So she put on a grin and said, “What do you mean heavy thoughts? Master, you’re too dark! How can you say such a thing after looking at such a simple, kind, and lovely little girl like me?”
Song Yi pointed to her “You!”
Su Tang laughed along.
But then Song Yi said, “What you said was reasonable, but in fact, things are not so easy. Your senior brother Xuan’er is not simply the son of Duke Pei. His mother is also the sister of the emperor, Princess Mingxi. Thus, the emperor is his uncle.”
Su Tang’s words were well-spoken but didn’t capture the full picture. After all, with such relatives, Pei Xuan’s situation was even more difficult. Su Tang heard this and almost wanted to say something more but, in the end, she just fell silent.
She felt confident satirizing the emperor in front of Song Yi because she believed that, while Song Yi and the ministers like him didn’t quite dare to say such ‘treasonous’ things, that didn’t mean they didn’t understand the reality in their hearts.
However, when it came to the so-called bonds of blood and family, while Su Tang might scoff, if she did so in front of them then the other people in the era probably wouldn’t understand. They would feel that she was too cold and indifferent.
Thus, instead of saying anything on the topic, she just joked “Oh ho, I just learned that master was such a distinguished personage. Does this mean that if I, this little chicken, properly cling to master’s thigh I can soar up and become a phoenix?”
“Hmph, what phoenix? Also, what chicken? A little fox is more like it.” Hearing his disciple’s little joke, Song Yi snorted.
Su Tang smiled wryly. At the same time, after having talked to her Song Yi seemed to have finally sorted out his thoughts, so he went to the desk and began to write.
Song Yi didn’t bother to conceal his actions, so Su Tang also took a look. From what she saw, Song Yi just wrote a bunch of words persuading Pei Xuan to lay low, to trust the emperor, trust his uncle, trust his father, and so on…
After looking for a while, Su Tang really wanted to express her admiration for Song Yi. It was surprising that he could actually manage to write so much nonsense so seriously. In fact, cutting through all the flowery language, he basically just told Pei Xuan: Your life is in the hands of that man, and your father has no choice but to work hard for now. As for you, just sit tight!
Tsk tsk, what an unfortunate child. Su Tang couldn’t help but lament.
The orange cat seemed to sense Su Tang’s thoughts and snorted. If she was going to pretend to be sympathetic, shouldn’t she tone down the sense of schadenfreude in her voice a little first?
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tl note: ‘schadenfreude’ just means ‘taking pleasure in someone else’s misfortune’