Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Terrifying Zhao Zongshi
Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Terrifying Zhao Zongshi
Upon hearing the blue-clad woman’s words, Tie Xinyuan felt reluctant to remain in the back garden. He sensed that this place, filled with evaporating gasoline and countless incense burners burning, was far from safe. So far, it was fortunate that no explosion had occurred. The north wind had been blowing nonstop recently, preventing the gasoline fumes from reaching explosive concentrations. But if the weather turned as calm and sunny as today, coupled with low atmospheric pressure, Tie Xinyuan would have no interest in admiring lotus flowers.
The pollution from gasoline was unparalleled. Seeing the withering lotuses, Tie Xinyuan felt that the unleaded, unsulfurized gasoline he and Xiao Qiao had produced prematurely in this era was a grave crime—far worse than the offense of blowing up the Zongzheng Mansion.
Losing a house was one thing; skilled craftsmen could rebuild it, and centuries or millennia later, it would still stand as an immortal work of architectural art and a national treasure. But the latter offense was horrifying—it could damage this land for millions of years until all life was extinguished.
By the lotus pond stood a foolish girl who seemed to be reciting famous lines from the early Tang poets to a pool of drooping lotus flowers. When Tie Xinyuan approached, he realized she was not reciting poetry but cursing the worthless scoundrels of the Ruyang Prince’s Mansion for neglecting the lotuses so badly that today there wasn’t a single intact lotus to decorate her grandfather’s study.
“You mischievous monkey, you’re here too?”
The girl instantly forgot about accusing him of being a flower thief when she saw Tie Xinyuan. With a loud thud, she jumped over and stood before him, joyfully greeting him.
“Tang Tang, hello.” Seeing a familiar face, Tie Xinyuan naturally stepped forward to socialize, especially with this mysteriously plump girl, whom he felt he should get closer to.
Hearing him call her name, Tang Tang’s eyes narrowed into two slits with delight. Without a word, she handed over a handful of honey-marinated plum balls.
Tie Xinyuan had long been curious about the enormous pocket sewn onto Tang Tang’s belly. As he accepted the plum balls with one hand, he unabashedly reached into the large pocket on her abdomen with the other.
“You dare touch me!” Tang Tang shouted angrily but with a smile, not trying to stop him and instead continued stuffing plum balls into her mouth.
Ignoring her, Tie Xinyuan grabbed a large handful of various candied fruits from the pocket before withdrawing his hand satisfied.
“What are you doing here?” Tie Xinyuan spat a plum pit into the lotus pond and asked Tang Tang.
“I came with my cousin. How did you get in? I heard the Prince’s garden only admits women today.”
“I’m a kid!” Tie Xinyuan replied matter-of-factly. “At my age, there’s little difference between boys and girls.”
“So you just reached into my pocket and touched my belly?”
Tie Xinyuan rolled his eyes. “Get it straight—I was after food, who’d bother with your chubby belly!”
“You’ve been educated, so you must know the saying ‘men and women should avoid physical contact,’ right?”
“Yes, and?”
“You just touched my belly…”
“So what?”
Tang Tang touched her belly and smiled. “Seems it really doesn’t matter. Hey, mischievous monkey, what did you do to make my grandfather refuse to let you off?”
Suddenly remembering how, after dealing with those hateful uncles and aunts, her grandfather—who always wore blue and passed by their soup and pancake shop—had behaved, Tie Xinyuan’s heart stirred, and he asked quickly, “Is your grandfather closely connected with the Wang family?”
“Of course! When my grandfather was young, he was an advisor to the Wang family’s ancestor. Now he’s an official in the Wang household.”
Hearing this, Tie Xinyuan understood the situation. This old scholar was there to vent for the Wang family. Without solid evidence, he came to their doorstep to warn them: “I know you did something bad. I’ll forgive you this time, but if you dare again, I’ll break your legs.”
Now Tie Xinyuan understood why, when he and his mother struggled at the lowest rungs of Dongjing, renowned figures from the city still came to eat pork at their shop.
“After the Lantern Festival, I’ll attend the Wang family school. Will you be there too?”
“Really?” Tang Tang shouted, jumping up and swinging Tie Xinyuan around happily. “My grandfather is the teacher. Let me tell you, the Wang family folk are all fools. No matter how well grandpa teaches, they show no ambition. If grandpa hadn’t owed a huge favor to the Wang ancestor, we’d have long returned to our hometown Fengzhou. Grandpa wouldn’t have taken early retirement just to work as a teacher for the Wang family.”
“It’s great you’re coming. You’re the smartest Wang family member I’ve ever met.”
Tie Xinyuan struggled to push Tang Tang away and said, “First, get it straight: my surname is Tie, not Wang.”
Tang Tang laughed, “You’re a Wang family grandson-in-law. Don’t pretend you don’t know. My grandfather says you and your mother are just playing dumb, sulking with the Wang family. Your mother would rather give up being a noble lady of the Wang family to sell pork than return, just to embarrass them.”
Tie Xinyuan smiled. “Who’s embarrassing whom? My mother supports us with her skills. What’s wrong with that? To me, her position as manager of the Seventh Brother’s Soup and Pancake Shop is more honorable than being a noble lady of the Wang family.”
Tang Tang, clearly a big-hearted girl, waved her hand generously. “Who cares about the Wang family’s nonsense? After the holidays, we’ll study together at school. That’s what matters. Remember, today you not only touched my belly but also stole my snacks—you owe me.”
“Ah, Liu Sheng is here. I’m going to see him. Have fun, and don’t fall into the water.”
Before finishing, she waddled off to the lotus viewing platform, where a crowd of excited young girls surrounded a frail little old man, shouting and cheering.
Zhao Zongpu stood elegantly to one side, watching the girls with indulgent eyes, as if they were his cherished concubines.
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