Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 1654: Distinguish between public and private matters

Xie Fu was speechless for a moment, and after a long while he said seriously: "I admit that I am lustful, I am moved, and I like to watch. Being moved is one thing, but this is different from marrying her home."

Wen Ren Ling smiled: "You just don't want to take responsibility."

Xie Fu suddenly felt that Wen Ren Ling's words were so vicious that he could not cope with them. He turned to look at Zhuo Er and said, "Zhuo Er, you risked your life to save Sister Ling, and I also risked my life to save you. At least I shed a large pot of blood."

When Zhuo Er saw Xie Fu gesturing with his hands, he looked at Wen Ren Ling in surprise and asked for the answer.

Wen Ren Ling smiled and nodded: "He said it was too little, but it's more than that, at least two large pots."

Xie Fu finally heard a soothing word from Wenren Ling: "Zhuo Er, I don't ask for your repayment, just consider it as your life-saving grace to Sister Ling."

Wen Ren Ling said: "I don't need you to resist. This is a matter between Zhuo Er and me."

"Wenren Ling, you are my woman, shut up!"

"Zhuo Er, we are even now."

Zhuo Er nodded.

Xie Fu smiled: "We are all good friends, don't make it so complicated." There is a saying that goes, you don't get to eat the mutton, but you get smelly. Endless troubles are often hidden behind temptation, so you need to be extremely careful.

Wen Ren Ling said, "Even if this matter is settled, how do you think Zhuo Er Jindang will settle this account?"

Zhuo Er pulled Wen Ren Ling, signaling her to stop struggling.

Wen Ren Ling gently touched the back of Zhuo Er's hand to comfort him.

Xie Fu was a little confused: "You are my woman, why are you turning your arm outward?"

Wen Ren Ling was very calm: "I distinguish between public and private matters."

"You want to settle the score, right?"

"Yes!"

"You want me to be responsible, right?"

"Yes!"

"it is good."

Xie Fu strode up to Zhuo Er. Zhuo Er was obviously frightened by Xie Fu's aura and timidly avoided his gaze. Wen Ren Ling held Zhuo Er's hand as her support.

"Zhuo Er, what do you think of me?"

Zhuo Er was confused by the question. The Divine Master was a man of loyalty and responsibility, with a good demeanor and a righteous character, but not too pedantic...

There were so many impressions on her that Zhuo Er couldn't explain them all at once, and finally responded with a "Okay!"

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Do you envy my ability?"

Zhuo Er was surprised and asked, "Master, what do you mean?"

Xie Fu asked again: "Do you want to learn my skills?"

Zhuo Er blurted out: "Of course I did."

"How about I take you in as my apprentice?"

Zhuo Er stood up in surprise: "Really!"

Xie Fu didn't waste any words: "Become my disciple."

At this time, Wen Ren Ling interrupted: "Wait, the accounts have not been settled yet, don't talk about other things yet."

Xie Fu asked Xiang Zhuoer, "Zhuoer, if you become my apprentice, do we still need to settle the account between you and me as master?"

"Of course not!"

Xie Fu looked at Wen Ren Ling with a questioning look, "What else do you have to say?"

Zhuo Er had already knelt down: "Master, I, your disciple Zhuo Er, kowtow to you."

After Zhuo Er kowtowed three times, Xie Fu helped her up and said happily, "Zhuo Er, your three kowtows will not be in vain. From now on, you and I are master and apprentice."

"Zhuo...disciple, I couldn't ask for more."

"Okay, okay, this is my first time accepting a disciple, and you are my only one..."

As Xie Fu was speaking, he suddenly choked up, remembering that he actually had two apprentices, Ci'er and Yue'er.

Zhuo Er asked: "Master, am I your only disciple?"

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Not really. Master did accept two apprentices before, but they were just master in name only and did not teach me, so they don't count."

Zhuo Er saw that his master seemed to have something to hide, so he said, "Once a teacher, always a father. How can this not count? Master, are these two brothers disobedient and don't recognize me as your master?"

"Not really, I'm very well behaved."

Ci'er and Yue'er were naturally very obedient in his heart, but Duanmu Ci and Chu Yue were not so obedient.

I just feel that Tianxian Xuanhuang is really amazing. Chu Yue and Duanmu Ci first became his masters and taught him martial arts, and later they became his disciples by accident.

And the two of them left Kunlun Secret Realm to find themselves...

Zhuo Er saw that the master had a far-sighted look in his eyes and seemed to care about these two brothers very much. He was envious. He wondered if the master would care about me in the future, or just perfunctorily. I must prove to the master that I am no worse than the two brothers: "Master, what are the names of the two brothers and where are they now?"

Xie Fu smiled and said the two names, which might scare Zhuo Er. The Taoist Master Duanmu Ci of Tianzong and the King Chuyue of Duanyue Qinghui of the Nestorian Church of Daqin were much more famous than him.

He smiled and said, "It's not the two senior brothers, it's the two senior sisters."

Upon hearing that they were the two senior sisters, Wen Ren Ling's expression showed a hint of weirdness. A good brother will always be entangled with women.

In fact, Xie Fu was more entangled with men, but Wen Ren Ling, as a woman, was more sensitive psychologically, and when she heard about women, she couldn't help but think about the relationship between men and women.

"Oh, it's the two senior sisters. What are their names?"

Xie Fu said perfunctorily: "Zhuo Er, I will tell you slowly later."

"it is good."

"Zhuo Er, don't worry, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life."

Zhuo Er was excited and expectant: "Master, can I be as good as you?"

He thanked Fu with a sigh. He had many adventures, so he could reach this level at such a young age. Zhuo Er, no matter how talented he was in martial arts, would naturally be unable to reach that level. He smiled and said, "The world has no boundaries, and the Tao has no end. I am not your end. As a disciple, you should aim to be better than your master, so as not to disappoint your master's high expectations."

"It will be enough for me to be as powerful as you, Master. When the tiger tribe attacks, I can handle it on my own and keep Wenren Ranch safe."

Without the cold and arrogant aura, Zhuo Er is actually a young girl. Xie Fu smiled and said, "Okay, okay." "Master, then you can teach me martial arts now."

Xie Fu laughed: "Zhuo Er, don't worry. It's hard for you to even stand up now. I will teach you when your injury is healed."

Zhuo Eryi couldn't wait any longer: "Okay, but I don't know how long it will take me to recover."

"Within three days."

Zhuo Er was surprised: "Really!"

Xie Fu talked a lot with Zhuo Er, and seeing that she was very excited and seemed to have talked all night, he let her have a good rest and focus on recovering her body.

Zhuoer was still not satisfied and remained very obedient.

Only then did he notice that he had neglected Wenren Ling, so he sat down next to her: "Sister Ling, are you satisfied now?"

Wen Ren Ling smiled and said, "As long as you don't regret it."

"I got a good apprentice, what do I regret?"

Wen Ren Ling went straight to the point: "Zhuo Er likes you."

Xie Fu was not surprised, and smiled faintly: "Let me tell you a story. There are several beautiful and talented actresses in a brothel, attracting many talented men. One day, a stunning actress came, with outstanding talent and beauty, and immediately became the focus. The talented men immediately lost interest in the other actresses. Let me ask you, is this love at first sight?"

Wen Ren Ling did not answer.

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Let me tell you another story. There is a painter in Yangzhou whose paintings can be sold at very high prices. He is especially loved by noble ladies, admired by young ladies, sought after by scholars and talented people, and is on good terms with high-ranking officials and dignitaries. But in my opinion, his paintings can only be sold for one or two taels of silver, which is already overpriced. At least half of the painters in Yangzhou can paint better than him."

Wen Ren Ling couldn't help but wonder: "Why is this happening?"

"Flattery, flattery to the extreme. He first flatters high-ranking officials and nobles, and then flatters those rich ladies, even flattering them under their skirts. How can he not win the favor of the ladies?"

Seeing Xie Fu raising an eyebrow at him, Wen Ren Ling punched him lightly.

Xie Fu said with a smile: "Just ask, a famous scholar and painter kneels in front of you and crawls into your skirt. What noble lady can bear this sense of accomplishment and satisfaction? How much money do you think this painting costs? You will be generous enough to buy it."

Wen Ren Ling said angrily, "Let's talk about the serious stuff. Stop talking about this all the time."

Xie Fu chuckled, "With fame and a noble person behind him, what else can he not get? Naturally, his fame will grow like a snowball, and more and more people will admire him and support him. When young ladies hear his name, their hearts will tremble, and high-ranking officials will stand in awe when they hear his name."

Wen Ren Ling smiled and said, "You are quite talented, why don't you learn from this great painter?"

Xie Fu smiled: "It is easy to seek wealth and fame, but it is difficult to seek oneself. The most difficult thing in life is to resist those temptations, stick to yourself, and be consistent."

Wen Renling asked softly, "You told me so much, are you trying to tell me about the word 'self-control' and how to resist temptation?"

Xie Fu laughed: "I have long ceased to be one of those who "control themselves", otherwise I would not have come to you."

Wen Ren Ling snorted: "So it's me who harmed you."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "It's not wrong to say that it's your fault. Who made you so attractive? I thought about you day and night, hoping to hug Sister Jinlan. I don't care. I'm willing to die if I can hug you. What does moral reputation matter?"

Wen Ren Ling was so elated by the teasing that she was overwhelmed, but she said unhappily, "You are just a dog. Dogs like to eat shit by nature. Don't blame me."

"I am a dog, so you are a pile of shit, Sister Ling."

Wen Ren Ling started to fight: "You said I was a pile of shit, but you are the shit, dirty and smelly."

Xie Fu dodged and flattered: "You are fragrant shit, beautiful shit, even if it is shit, I like it."

Not knowing whether this was a compliment or slander, Wen Ren Ling really had no way of dealing with him, so he got back to the point: "Since it's not 'self-denial', what do you mean by that thing you just told me?"

Xie Fu then stopped laughing and said, "This great painter is not only a flatterer, but also a despicable and cunning person. He used his fame to seduce young ladies, good girls, and even married women, one after another. Many women were coerced by him and could only swallow their anger in secret. In addition, he used the name of buying paintings to help wealthy businessmen bribe high-ranking officials in disguise."

Wen Renling was innocent and asked in confusion, "How can you bribe high-ranking officials in the name of buying paintings?"

"What's so difficult about this? High-ranking officials have his paintings, so they can put them up for auction. Rich businessmen will compete to bid for them, and finally buy them at a high price. Isn't that all?"

Wen Ren Ling let out a cry.

"You said that this kind of person is sought after by literati and admired by young ladies. It's infuriating and ironic. So we can't judge people by appearance. A person may appear to be famous and glorious, but he may be despicable and dirty behind the scenes. In Zhuo Er's eyes, I am just like the great painter in the eyes of those young ladies."

"You are not that kind of person."

"How do you know I'm not that kind of person?"

This question stumped Wen Ren Ling, who was speechless for a moment.

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Sister Ling, of course you know I'm not that kind of person. You and I have been through so much and we know each other well. This is love." Then he held her hand tightly.

Wen Ren Ling smiled slightly: "Doesn't Zhuo Er count?"

"It's true that I like Zhuo Er, but this kind of liking for beauty is just a natural fickleness of men. This kind of liking is too rampant. I can like several girls in one day, such as Lian Hua, Xin Yi, and Peng Mei. Seeing them makes me happy. If I can hug and kiss them, why not? If Zhuo Er was an old woman instead of a beautiful girl, I would definitely really like her."

Wen Ren Ling looked grumpy when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard the second half.

Xie Fu continued: "From the first time I saw Zhuo Er, she was radiant, like a giant magnet attracting all men. But liking someone doesn't mean you have to possess her. You can also watch her grow, become excellent, and become even more radiant."

Wen Ren Ling took the initiative to snuggle in Xie Fu's arms: "You, Sister Ling both looks down on you and admires you. I am confused."

Xie Fu thought to himself, I have to bear the consequences if I can't afford it, otherwise who wouldn't be willing to do it?

Wen Ren Ling felt relieved and sleepy, so he fell asleep in Xie Fu's arms. Xie Fu, whose blood was almost drained out, did the same and fell into a deep sleep.

The night is quiet and peaceful.

In the early morning, Xie Fu was awakened by the sound of water. He opened his eyes and saw Zhuo Er washing himself by the lake not far away.

Xie Fu could understand that women love beauty, and reminded him loudly: "Zhuo Er, don't let the wound come into contact with water. Just bear with it for a few more days."

Zhuo Er didn't expect Xie Fu to wake up so early. She was startled. She was only wearing Xie Fu's robe, with nothing on underneath. She gathered the collar of her robe to cover herself up and said softly, "I just washed my hands, feet, and face."

From Xie Fu's angle, he didn't notice it, so he stood up and walked towards Zhuo Er.

The light of the day shone gently and lightly on her body. Her figure was hazy and graceful, with long black hair draped over her back. A few strands of hair swayed gently in the breeze. For a moment, Xie Fu felt pure, beautiful, and quiet. Even the air was filled with the beautiful scent of time.

It doesn't give people a single evil thought, just a pure fascination with beauty, so much so that Xie Fu forgets that he is a man. And for a man to gaze at a beautiful girl like this seems a bit frivolous.

The word "beauty" can be used to describe any woman with pretty appearance, but "peerless beauty" usually only exists at a certain moment, just like Zhuo Er's back at this moment, which can be called "peerless beauty" and makes you completely ignore her face.

Hearing Xie Fu approaching, Zhuo Er called out softly, "Master, you woke up so early?"

Xie Fu felt instantly familiar with the title "Master". This title was not just a casual acquaintance, but a relationship that was like a family. He smiled and said, "My ears are quite sharp, and I can tell from any movement."

(End of this chapter)