I traveled through time and space and found a mute boy: That’s enough, I feel sorry for him

The servants in this mansion seemed to be accustomed to similar situations. They moved quickly and soon brought a throne to Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran sat on the chair and took the tea that Qin Lianxi had just sipped. After taking a sip slowly, he resumed his usual self-satisfied official demeanor and said to the actors on the stage who were also watching a good show, "Let's begin."

The actors hurriedly reorganized their formation and began to sing.

Xu Shu felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

The truth is that the two people next to him were a little too arrogant. Even though there were outsiders around, they showed their affection without restraint at all. Of course, Xiao Ran was the most shameless one.

He picked up a grape, peeled it carefully, and passed it to Qin Lianxi's mouth, whispering, "Axi, open your mouth."

Qin Lianxi patted him shyly and whispered, "Master Xu is still here."

Xiao Ran didn't care: "What's the matter? There's a play going on on the stage, Xu Shu can't hear it. Be good and open your mouth."

Xu Shu, who heard everything, said: ...I will never come to this crappy place again, it’s better to go home and see his kids.

Or, he should have brought Mu Jinghua along, or called Wu Yong now, so that he wouldn't be embarrassed to be alone.

As Xu Shu was thinking, Wu Yong came down under the guidance of the servants. He was carefree and smiled as soon as he arrived at the courtyard: "I'm here, I'm here."

The show on stage had to stop again.

Xiao Ran stood up and took the initiative to introduce Wu Yong to Qin Lianxi. Qin Lianxi's face was still a little red. Hearing this, he just mentioned: "Is he the owner of the restaurant that made the brown sugar glutinous rice cake?"

Wu Yong laughed, bowed, and then said, "That's not my credit. It's the recipe provided by Xu Shu."

"It's Master Xu again?" Qin Lianxi was surprised and glanced at Xu Shu with a smile, "No wonder Xiao Lang always thinks of Master Xu and says that he is very talented."

Xu Shu's mouth twitched. He was asked to kneel down just now, but now he became "Xiao Lang". He bowed again and replied, "You are too kind."

Xiao Ran suddenly became interested: "I heard Wu Yong say that Brother Xu's family fell into poverty and ended up in Qingshui Town. I wonder where Brother Xu's ancestral home is?"

How could Xu Shu know where his ancestral home was, and everyone who knew him believed that he was the son of an aristocratic family that had fallen on hard times. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if this authentic son of an aristocratic family didn't know about the family he made up?

Fortunately, he had prepared for a rainy day and had read geography books, so he knew quite a few place names.

Xu Shu's hometown is Beijing. In this world, Beijing is called Yong'an. Although it is not the capital of the Jing Dynasty, it is also a prosperous area where aristocratic families gather. Secretary Xu also remembered that Wu Yong mentioned that Xiao Ran was a Beijing official sent to Yuzhou, so Xiao Ran's hometown is most likely in Yong'an.

Xu Shu's mind raced, and he deliberately picked a faraway place and said, "My ancestral home is in Jinling."

Jinling is Nanjing, which has now been invaded by war, and Yuzhou where he is now is Chongqing. Although the two places are not close to each other, they can be reached by traveling for several months.

As expected, when they heard that his ancestral home was Jinling, Xiao Ran and Qin Lianxi both looked apologetic.

Xu Shu knew that he was safe, but his face was still filled with bitterness and hatred: "The people are suffering, and scholars sigh."

Xiao Ran seemed to have some feelings, and he also sighed deeply, saying sadly: "Twenty years of studying poetry and books cannot save the Jing Dynasty, nor can it save the people."

It was obvious that he had a story behind it, but Qin Lianxi was afraid that someone might have ears, so he didn't want him to say more and changed the subject, "Stop saying these depressing words. Let Mr. Wu take a seat, you ignorant people. Let's continue the show."

The actors on the stage began to sing again. The play, which had been interrupted twice, finally got back on track.

After Wu Yong came, Xiao Ran and Qin Lianxi stopped showing affection, so Xu Shu began to watch the show seriously, recording and correcting many parts that needed revision.

After the end, Xu Shu took out his notes and corrected them one by one. However, as soon as he asked a question about an actor, the actor knelt on the ground trembling and cried, "Please spare my life, young master. Please spare my life."

Xu Shu couldn't help but be stunned. No, what did he say that could have reached this point?

Xu Shu himself couldn't figure it out, but Wu Yong and Xiao Ranke, who were watching him scolding people, saw it clearly. They didn't expect that Xu Shu, who looked gentle and kind, with a cold face, could give people so much pressure, and he looked like a superior.

No wonder the actor would forget his real master and turn to Xu Shu to beg for mercy.

Xiao Ran recalled that when he was in Shangjing, every time he met the emperor, he never felt as much pressure as Xu Shu brought. He subconsciously hugged Qin Lianxi's waist and pulled him into his arms, fearing that his young master would be frightened and angry with him again.

As for Wu Yong, let alone, he and Xu Shu have known each other for almost two months and see each other every day, but it is the first time that he has seen Xu Shu speak with such a cold face. In the past, he only lamented that Xu Shu was versatile and there was a big gap between him and ordinary scholars. Now it seems that it is more than just a big gap. Just now, he felt that Xu Shu was not a scholar, but a general who went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and the kind of killing god who could take someone's head with a glance.

However, they know it very well in their hearts, but dare not say it. They don't know other people's affairs, and if they try to persuade them, they may end up making things worse.

Xiao Ran spoke for the actor: "Brother Xu, it is a great virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them. Don't be too harsh on him."

Xu Shu coughed lightly. He didn't think he was being too harsh. His tone was just a little more serious. Were the ancient people so mentally ill?

But seeing that the man's head was about to be broken, Xu Shu softened his tone: "Get up, I didn't mean that. If you can change, I won't blame you."

After that, when he gave a lecture, Xu Shu always paid attention to his tone and didn't scare people to tears again.

By the time they had fixed their problems, it was almost time for lunch. Xiao Ran had already prepared a family dinner, and Xu Shu was able to see the little birthday girl, Xiao Wuyan.

Xiao Wuyan was eight years old this year, and was at the age of being lively and playful. When she saw Qin Lianxi, she came forward and hugged his legs and called him "Brother Lianxi". She also asked carefully: "Has Brother Lianxi forgiven my uncle?"

It was exactly the same scene as when Xiao Ran was kneeling and hugging Qin Lianxi's legs and begging for forgiveness.

Qin Lianxi smiled and rubbed his head, then introduced the child to Xu Shu and Wu Yong: "Wu Yan is my brother's son. My brother is at the border and has no time to take care of the child, so Xiao Ran brought him home and told others that he is his biological son."

"Yan'er, these two gentlemen are here to prepare the birthday banquet for you. They are also your uncle's friends. This one is Master Xu, and this one is Master Wu."

Xiao Wuyan glanced at Xu Shu and called him "Brother Xu" sweetly. But when she saw Wu Yong, she hesitantly called him "Uncle Wu".

Wu Yong was dissatisfied: "Why do you call him brother? I am uncle."

Xiao Wuyan looked at Wu Yong suspiciously, then looked at Xu Shu, and asked sincerely: "Am I calling you wrong?"

Xiao Ran on the side laughed and came to Wu Yong's rescue: "Mr. Xu is not only handsome, but also handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. It is inevitable that he is favored by children. Brother Wu, don't worry, I am also your uncle."

Wu Yong reluctantly accepted this statement, and teased Xu Shu in a bad mood: "Brother, I guess there are many girls who like you."

Xu Shu: You can’t get over this, right?