Chapter 1379 - 367: What’s So Interesting About Fishing? (Part 3)

Chapter 1379: Chapter 367: What’s So Interesting About Fishing? (Part 3)

No way, you can’t order this kind of thing for delivery.

So he thought for a bit and then said to his blushing, red-faced brother, "Bro, why don’t you come along with me? I’m mainly feeling shy; I want to go, so I’m dragging you along. It’s not like I’m insulting your scholarly demeanor. You can just sit in the lobby and drink tea, and I’ll be quick."

Yuchi put himself out there, saying he’d be quick, just to get his brother to visit a courtesan house for the first time.

The main reason is that his brother’s been single for so many years, plus the thing with Xiangxiang before; he hasn’t talked seriously with any women in a long time.

And this time, all the courtesans have come, a whole bunch of them, and they’re the kind that sell art, not themselves. So if his brother could build a good relationship with a courtesan, marrying one would be a reassuring thing.

Wei Zhe looked helpless:

"Really? You can’t manage for yourself? You’re not a kid anymore, and you don’t dare do this stuff?"

"Sigh, I’m forced to go with you searching for courtesans."

"But let’s be clear upfront, I’m just there for tea, and you’d better be quick and not dawdle."

Still acting coy... Yuchi had a playful grin on his face:

"Hehe, since that’s the case, let’s hurry up. We’ve got time now; don’t wait for the evening when it’s packed and overwhelming."

And then that was that.

Late at night.

Yuchi checked the time and decided it was time to leave Wutao Pavilion, but his old brother, this pure scholar, refused to leave.

He said he could leave a bit later for the guild tomorrow, as he had already told others.

It’s an extra hour of rest that he could use at Wutao Pavilion.

"You have so many women, I have none. Staying to find a woman for myself—what’s wrong with that?"

"You’re pulling me away when you’re the one who coaxed me here, and now you want to shut this down? How could you?"

"I’m just a regular guy. Seeing all these lovely young ladies, how could I let them feel lonely?"

"So you go ahead."

"Leave it to me. I won’t have any problems; just simple conversation."

"So why are you standing here stunned? I can take care of myself, don’t worry."

Yuchi: "..."

Seeing the man in front of him all emotional, teary-eyed, Yuchi realized he might really end up with a courtesan sister-in-law.

Well, you’re tough, so I’m out.

Yuchi left with a smile.

...

Someday.

This year is the 991st year of the Nine Provinces Calendar, April 20th:

I, Yuchi, am going to start writing a diary, even though it seems like something a regular person wouldn’t do. Who writes their inner thoughts in a diary? But for Yin Shuang, I have to write this diary, or if I skip the plot, Yin Shuang would say I’m going chaotic again.

April 21st:

Didn’t do much today, just wandered around Jiangnan. Chatted a bit with Yuan’Er; I must say, her figure is really excellent. Even though she hasn’t really trained, in my eyes, she’s reached the perfect figure a woman can have.

April 22nd:

It actually snowed today, though not for long. Idle without much to do, I taught little Ximo how to solve a quadratic equation. She didn’t get it and ended up crying; I found her very cute, hahaha.

April 23rd:

The snow on the ground has completely melted; the weather is also great. This diary style feels a bit odd, something seems off. Today I was invited by the courtesan ladies to play a round of mahjong. And that was it. Seems like I need to wear more shorts in the future.

April 24th:

Today Jiunuan said her stomach hurt. When I checked on her, she was lying on a couch with a fever—probably due to the recent bad weather. No big deal though, after taking the elixir, she’s regained her health.

April 25th:

Lost at cards, left with only my shorts.

April 26th:

Shorts.

April 27th:

This isn’t working; I can’t keep running over every day to play cards with the courtesan ladies. This behavior definitely shouldn’t be advocated. If it were made into a cartoon or TV series, spending every day with these young women wouldn’t exactly be the model citizen of the Nine Provinces.

April 28th:

Played cards.

April 29th:

Thought of Hu Shi’s old card game anecdote; I’m feeling like I’m heading further down that path. Turns out history really is a cycle and repetition, isn’t it? This is not okay. I don’t need to train much now, but I can’t frequently go to play cards—it just won’t do.