Chapter 435 The importance of choice (first update)

It was already getting late when the acupuncture was completed, so everyone did not stay long and hurriedly went down the mountain.

Because it is located in the outskirts of the country, the Chen Family Courtyard is exceptionally spacious and grand. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and captures the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

When Han Youning got off the carriage, he saw a dozen servants kneeling on the ground to say hello, and they were all extremely excited.

They had been doing daily housekeeping work in the Chen family's villa. The Chen family was wiped out. They were very frightened for a while, and most of the servants quietly packed up their things and left.

The rest are because I heard that the eldest lady was still alive, so I stayed here and refused to leave, waiting for the lady to come back.

The person Han Youning is most familiar with is Mother Chen. She has stayed in the house for most of her life. Every time she comes here to stay for a while, she can eat her pickled apricots, which are sweet and sour.

After settling down Mr. Zhong's family, Mother Chen followed Han Youning and said, "Master Biao came to bury him last month and stayed here for a day. Master Biao said you were living a good life in the capital, old slave."

Don't mention how happy you are. You really had a great time seeing the prince and the young lady today..."

She wiped away her tears and said, "Your Majesty has already moved into Wutong Garden. Miss, please go and rest first. Dinner will be ready soon."

Han Youning paused and said, "Wutong Garden?"

Zhao Chengyuan was born in Wutong Garden. When he was born, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, and the sky above the Chen Family Courtyard was filled with colorful auspicious clouds that lingered for a long time.

My grandmother always said that it was not an auspicious place, and if the auspiciousness did not come true, it would be a disaster. This is absolutely true. If Zhao Chengyuan had not been capable, he would have died countless times.

Mother Chen explained, "Originally, I prepared the courtyard where you used to live, but the prince went to Wutong Garden and said that it was more spacious, so he decided to live there."

Han Youning didn't show any expression, but he was very dissatisfied deep down.

Wutong Garden has been empty for more than 20 years, but it has been well taken care of. The pillars have been newly painted, and the garden is full of flowers. It is rich and elegant.

Han Youning walked around the garden and saw Su Bai sitting on the porch admiring a pot of camellia. When he saw her coming, he smiled warmly like Zhao Chengyuan.

"Is it going to be smooth going up the mountain?"

Han Youning smiled and said, "It's good. I'm a little tired. The prince came into the room to talk."

Subai raised his eyebrows, why did he feel that the visitor was evil?

He pushed Ye Chang into the house and sighed, "The Chen family is indeed the richest family. There are exotic flowers and plants everywhere. Just that pot of camellia, I'm afraid not even one in the entire Zhou Dynasty can count it."

Han Youning ordered Ling'er and the others to go out, and his face darkened.

"Why are you so good at making decisions and living in Wutong Garden?"

Subai smiled and said, "This is the most noble place. You are the master of the Chen family and I am the prince. What's wrong with living here?"

Han Youning suppressed his anger and said, "You don't know that the prince was born here. It is auspicious from heaven. The emperor has always been worried about this matter. Are you moving in with such a big fanfare to demonstrate to the emperor? Do you think the prince is not troublesome enough?

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Subai picked up an apricot and ate it, "That's wrong. I was born here. It would be unusual not to come here to remember my mother."

"Strong words!" Han Youning took the apricots away, "If you want to cherish your memory, you can just come here for a walk, how can you live here? If you were the prince, you would definitely not do such a thing to keep the truth behind!"

Subai was depressed. He was compared with Zhao Chengyuan every day and was demoted to nothing. He was almost depressed.

Even when the old emperor forced him like that in the palace, he didn't feel so stressed!

He said, "You still don't know your husband well enough. Although he doesn't do anything to tell the truth, he won't deliberately avoid it. He still has to maintain his noble airs."

Han Youning snorted coldly, "Your Majesty is not showing off, he is fearless."

Her face looked better, and she put the apricots back in his hand, "Eat less, you have gained weight recently!"

Subai pointed at his stump and said angrily, "I haven't moved for two months. It's strange that I'm not fat!"

He can obviously walk now, but he can only continue to pretend to be disabled every day, occasionally walking with a limp. He is really afraid that if he keeps pretending like this, he will really become a lame in the future!

Han Youning suppressed his laughter, pointed to the big box on the table and said, "Well, pick out my master's calligraphy and painting."

Su Bai's face suddenly burst with brilliance, and then he thought of something. He raised his buttocks and dropped it back. He said disdainfully, "Oh, I don't care so much about Master Xuanzhi's calligraphy and paintings now. After seeing the real person,

I think that’s all it is…how can someone who can be friends with my master be any better?”

Han Youning said leisurely, "You are right, there is nothing special about it. Then I will put it away."

With that said, he made a gesture to get the box.

"but……"

Placing one hand on the box, Su Bai said casually, "You promised me this painting in exchange. If you don't want it for free, I will exchange it for silver!"

Han Youning smiled and said, "Okay."

As soon as she let go of her hand, Su Bai opened the big box.

He stood there in a daze, pointing to the mountains of calligraphy and painting inside and asked, "Are these the calligraphy and painting of Master Xuanzhi?"

Han Youning nodded, "Yes."

Subai was no longer calm, and stood up from the wheelchair, his eyes glowing with green light, staring greedily at the calligraphy and paintings.

He rubbed his hands and tremblingly took one out and unfolded it. He forgot to hide his admiration and wonder, and it almost overflowed from his eyes.

"As expected of Master Xuanzhi..." He paused, "That's all."

Taking out another picture, Subai's suppressed admiration emerged again, "It's really exquisite... Well, it's too ingenious."

"It's so shocking that the gods and ghosts are weeping... Wow, it's just sensationalizing."

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After reading all the calligraphy and paintings, Su Bai stood there in a daze with dull eyes.

Han Youning ate preserved apricots leisurely and admired the delirious Subai.

After a long time, Su Bai regained consciousness, looked at Han Youning and asked, "Does your master still accept disciples?"

Han Youning smiled and said, "I am a closed disciple."

Subai said regretfully, "I regret it. If I had not gone to Wudi Temple, I would have gone to Hongtai Temple instead."

When he was young and ignorant, when he heard the resounding name of Taoist Master Wudi Guan, he did not hesitate to become a disciple. Later he became wiser and wanted to regret it, but it was too late.

This is the importance of choice. Look at Han Youning, he accidentally chose such a truly invincible master. He eats and drinks hot food every day and doesn't have to worry about anything.

The most important thing is that priceless calligraphy and paintings are freely available!

Han Youning said, "Hurry up and pick one, I'm going to put it away. Your Majesty also likes Master's calligraphy and paintings, and I will be very happy when I see you later."

Su Bai looked at the calligraphy and paintings tangledly, what should he do if he liked any one of them?

He once again lamented the importance of choice. If you don't choose a good master, you can choose a good wife. Look at Zhao Chengyuan, you don't have to do anything, you just get a big box of calligraphy and painting!

He smiled flatteringly, "Can I choose two more pictures?"

"cannot."

"I'll give you money."

"don't want."

Subai gritted his teeth and said, "Three pills."

Han Youning smiled and said, "I can only choose one more picture."

"Deal!" Subai tearfully took out the porcelain bottle and stuffed it into Han Youning's hand, "The last three pills!"

He really risked his life for the sake of calligraphy and painting!

If someone comes to assassinate Zhao Chengyuan at this time, wouldn't he be sure to die?
Chapter completed!