Chapter Twenty: Touching the Edge

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  "Slow down, Lord Wei!" Just as Wei Zhao had reached the gate, a shout suddenly rang out from behind him.

  Wei Zhuo turned his head and saw that it was the old man who had been lecturing, so he hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Just now I still have to thank you for helping me out of trouble, thank you very much."

  That old man was embarrassed by Wei Xiao's words and smiled awkwardly, waving his hand: "I want to invite you to have a cup of tea, won't you give me some face?"

  Wei Zhao slightly stunned, looked at the time still early, thought for a moment and nodded. Immediately, he let Xiangqiang go out to buy some things for himself. The little girl responded with a sound, stuffed a handful of money into Wei Zhao's arms, whispered a sentence before turning around and leaving.

  Wei Zhao and the old man sat down at a table on one side, Feng Youli had already won with courtesy, and walked away proudly with his chin up. However, those boring listeners still hurriedly surrounded Wei Zhao and sat down. Although they couldn't hear anything, they still strained their ears and occasionally turned their eyes over.

  Dai Xiao'er poured tea, and Wei Zao habitually offered a cup to the elderly man as a sign of gratitude. Then he began to speculate about the old man's intention in inviting him for tea.

  The old man seemed to see through Wei Zuo's thoughts, and smiled faintly: "This old man was originally named Qin Yun, and more than a decade ago, he also served as an official for a few years. However, since his retirement, it has been over ten years since he last returned to Jinling."

  Wei Zhao's expression flashed with surprise, he had thought him to be a down-and-out scholar, but it turned out that he had also served as an official in Jinling. He had served as an official in the capital of Da Qi, Jinling? Wei Zhao's eyes flickered slightly.

  However, Wei Xiao only slightly raised an eyebrow and smiled as he nodded his head.

  Qin Yun saw Wei Zhao and only nodded slightly, then shook his head with a bitter smile: "It's just the old man being overly sentimental." He still thought Wei Zhao would have heard of him!

  Wei Zhuo sat still, then picked up his teacup and took a light sip. As for Qin Yun, he naturally knew nothing about him, but since he had already mentioned his name, it was time to get down to business.

  Qin Yun saw Wei Zhao like this, his face changed slightly, he swept a glance at the people surrounding him, leaned in closer and said in a low voice "Since Young Master Wei doesn't like to beat around the bush, then I'll speak directly."

  Wei Zhao raised his head and looked at him, his eyes dim, his mind racing.

  Qin Yun saw that Wei Zhao's eyes were welling up with tears, and his normally stern face relaxed slightly. His voice trembled almost imperceptibly as he said in a low tone, "I'd like to ask Young Master Wei to introduce me to Master Yin Kong."

  Wei Zuo raised an eyebrow and stared at him blankly. He also went in to play a game of chess, but somehow the whole Jinling thought he had a deep relationship with Wei Yin Kong master?

  Qin Yun was also calm, his piercing eyes staring at him, his throat rolling lightly.

  "Are you trying to take advantage of Yin Kong's return to the imperial court?" Wei Xiao turned his thoughts around, looking at him calmly and speaking in a soft voice.

  Qin Yun's face changed slightly, and he looked at Wei Zao with a shocked expression. After taking a deep breath, he said, "Wei Gongzi is indeed perceptive, guessing the old man's true intentions so quickly." He knew that hiding and denying would be useless, and would only have the opposite effect, so it was better to acknowledge frankly.

  Wei Xiao smiled faintly and said, "Master Yin Kong is a transcendent being, unless Mr. Qin wants to become a monk, there's no need for him to meet anyone. So, the purpose of your meeting with him is obvious."

  "Why not for fame?" Qin Yun's eyes flickered slightly, he no longer dared to regard Wei Zhao as an ordinary scholar.

  Wei Zhao raised his head and took a look around, especially at Qin Yun's table and the wooden board, lingering for a while before looking at him with a smile and saying "Fame is useless to you."

  Qin Yun was taken aback for a moment and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had been making a living by performing for over ten years, and indeed, he had long lost the dignity of being a scholar, his reputation was now useless.

  Since being seen through, Qin Yun no longer hid, his eyes fixed intently on Wei Zhao, a flash of excitement passing through his gaze.

  Wei Zhao's gaze was calm and serene, as if unintentionally saying: "What happened in the court?" He could detect a hint of deeply hidden urgency from Qin Yun's eyes.

  Qin Yun's face changed drastically, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes. He stared straight at Wei Zhao, his throat dry and twitching.

  Wei Zhuo picked up his teacup, covering his face with it, and slightly furrowed his brow. In his heart, he secretly lamented that he indeed had a crow's mouth.

  Qin Yun took several deep breaths, his eyes trembling as he stared at Wei Zhao, his brow furrowed and his voice low: "If I didn't know that Young Master Wei was just an ordinary person, Qin would have thought you were a high-ranking official in the imperial court."

  Wei Xiao shook his head and said lightly: "I can introduce you, but I won't speak for you."

  Qin Yun's expression changed, and he immediately became excited: "As long as my young friend can let me see Master Yin Kong, I won't mind anything else." 'Qin certain' had already put Wei Zhao on an equal footing with him.

  He lightly murmured a "hmm" and stopped there. The struggles in the imperial court were too far away from him, and he didn't have the heart to participate either. As long as he could get the third place in the Imperial Examination three months later and stabilize the Wei family, he could continue being his carefree young master.

  Qin Yun's expression became agitated, and then he leaned in, somewhat embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "However, there is one more thing that Qin would like to ask his young friend for help with."

  Wei Zhao also wanted to help the Wei family establish more connections, so he smiled and said "Mr. Qin please speak, this little one will not decline any help."

  Qin Yun's face relaxed, and he pulled out a book from his bosom, smiling: "It's like this, Qin Mou has traveled the south and north for over ten years, collecting many legendary stories about Taizu, and wrote them into a book called 'Taizu's Unofficial History'. I'd also like to ask my young friend to write a preface poem."

  Wei Zuo reached out and took it over, casually flipping through it, and looked up with a smile "Sir, are you asking me to recite the poem 'Geese' from earlier? I wrote that when I was seven?"

  Qin Yun was taken aback, and his mouth twitched uncontrollably as he thought about Feng Youli's triumphant return earlier, thinking that if he knew he had won against a seven-year-old Wei Zhao, he wouldn't know whether he would faint like Chen Zhuo.

  However, Qin Yun was not an ordinary person. He smiled and said: "Qin has nothing else, but he is confident in his judgment of people. Since the little friend first listened to my book, I have discovered that the little friend is different from others. Others may think that the little friend is ignorant of literature and poetry, but Qin believes that the little friend is not willing to be compared with those who are skilled in writing poetry!

  Qin Yun's words were sonorous and powerful, with a dignified tone and no hint of fawning or flattering because he had something to ask of Wei Zhao.

  Wei Zhuang raised his head and scrutinized Qin Yun, only to find that he was completely different from the person who had lectured earlier!

  Qin Yun's eyes suddenly became profound, as if he had seen through Wei Zhao's thoughts, and smiled: "Do you think Qin is different from the one just now?"

  Wei Zhao smiled and lowered his head to read again, saying indifferently: "Many ancient people pretended to be mad or stupid in order to avoid someone."

  Qin Yun's smiling face stiffened for a moment, before he suddenly remembered the demonic youth sitting in front of him. He chuckled self-deprecatingly to cover up his embarrassment and said with a serious tone: "Indeed, I, Qin, was trying to avoid someone. Today, I've returned to settle some old scores from yesterday."

  Wei Zhao didn't get the gist of it, and after flipping through it for a long time, he found that the book was all about praising virtues and accomplishments, full of empty fantasies, almost enough to be another "Investiture of the Gods".

  Wei Zhao understood why Qin Yun wrote this and roughly guessed the purpose of asking him to write a preface. Suddenly, he looked up at Qin Yun and said, "You really believe that I was invited by Master Yin Kong to enter the Zen room for a private conversation?"

  Qin Yun smiled and was about to say something, but looking at Wei Zhao's calm expression, she suddenly hesitated and swallowed her words. She looked around cautiously and leaned in close, lowering her voice: "I have some old acquaintances in the imperial court, I know someone else who happened to be there that day."

  Wei Zhuo's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze sparkled. He smiled faintly, as if lost in thought: "Not bad, there is an old man with a domineering aura, I played a game of chess with him."

  Qin Yun's eyes suddenly opened wide, his mouth dry and tongue parched, his gaze flickering for half a day. But looking at Wei Zhao's extremely calm demeanor, he felt a stir in his heart, and his eyes were slightly startled. He immediately let out a bitter laugh, shook his head and said: "You also guessed it?"

  Wei Zhao didn't respond, he had a good grasp of Qin Yun's thoughts. He closed the book in his hand and was about to open his mouth to refuse when he suddenly felt a movement in his heart. He looked up and said, "Does Old Man Qin have many acquaintances in Jinling?"

  Qin Yun was somewhat unaccustomed to Wei Zuo's train of thought jumping around, but he still nodded in shock.

  Wei Zhao opened the second page and calmly said "I'll write a preface for you, but I think the president of Jinling Chamber of Commerce will be elected without anyone pointing fingers."