Dear Brother, Your Chest Wrap Has Fallen Off - Chapter 10 Part 2

These words were spoken directly in Great Sheng’s elegant language and did not require Jiarou to translate.

Xue Lang’s face showed a look of doubt, “Who is it?”

Prince Baiyin smiled amiably, “It’s really a coincidence! It’s none other than Pan An, Master Pan.”

With a “puff” sound, Jiarou let out a series of earth-shaking long coughs.

As expected, everyone’s eyes fell on her. Mr. Zhang, who was closest to her, looked at her particularly intently.

She felt like there’s a thorn in her back and just wanted to pull out her chest wrap and cover her entire head with it.

Xue Lang’s calm voice was heard, “I never realized Brother Pan had such great talent.”

There was a lot of sarcasm in those words, as if she should be a farmer working hard in the fields and should not have any knowledge.

The surrounding fell silent, as if everyone was waiting for her response.

She stopped coughing and tilted her head, saying, “Laozi once said, ‘Be virtuous but don’t show off, be capable but not competitive.’ It seems that what Laozi said makes perfect sense.”

Xue Lang had an insincere smile on his face, “Unfortunately, for Third Young Master’s future, I still have to fight for it.”

He turned to Prince Baiyin and said, “Third Young Master is still young, if he has a renowned teacher to guide him, his future is immeasurable. As the saying goes, true gold fears no fire. Prince, why don’t you let Master Pan have a competition with the three Masters….. What do you think, Brother Pan?”

Jiarou tightly clenched her hands inside her sleeves.

Hateful, wanting to make a fool of her in public!

“Why, Brother Pan, you don’t dare?”

“I, why wouldn’t I dare…..” She said stubbornly, while anxiously thinking. She couldn’t wait for Third Young Master Bai to come out and act, so she might as well pretend to faint and avoid the disaster. Reputation and other things are trivial matters, not being sent back to Chang’an is a big deal!

She made a quick decision and held her forehead; her body staggered, and was about to accurately fall onto the thick tiger-skin rug beside the prince when a voice suddenly reported from outside the platform, “Master, Third Young Master requests an audience.”

As soon as the servant finished speaking, Third Young Master Bai came running over from a distance. Without even taking off his boots, he rushed onto the platform, called out “Father!” with deep affection, and threw himself into the arms of Prince Baiyin.

Although the boy was only sixteen years old, he was as strong as a wild buffalo born on the grassland. He pounced with all his might and directly knocked his father down on his back. Both the father and son were crushed by the gauze and rolled off the platform.

The unforeseen event happened in just a split second.

Everyone present stood up simultaneously and looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment. They didn’t know whether this was Prince Baiyin and his son enjoying family happiness together, or whether Third Young Master Bai was so audacious as to want to kill his own father.

Should I help or not?

Only Jiarou secretly groaned in her heart.

Her foolish disciple had followed her instructions and arrived to rescue her in time, but his technique was too inadequate. With his help, her days were getting more and more out of hand!

Servants and slaves had already come forward to support the prince. Although the prince was not old, he could not stand up for a while after the fall and sat on the ground in a daze.

Third Young Master Bai hugged his father’s thick waist, and the grand performance officially began.

“There are a pair of swallows on the beam, a male and a female, dancing gracefully.

In the mud connecting the two beams, four nestlings were born in a nest

All day and night, the four nestlings kept crying for food.

Green worms are hard to catch, and the yellow mouths never get full…..”

Everyone, “?”

He haltingly recited the first half of the poem and continued emotionally, “Father, the teacher taught me this poem today, and I only realized now it’s not about spring swallows, but about people. It’s about the most respectable people in the world, father and mother! I remember when I was little, I had a mouth ulcer. Father was so worried that he couldn’t eat for three days and three nights. When I recovered, Father had lost a lot of weight. I also remember that year, my buttocks were swollen from a bee stung. Father personally sucked out the venom, but your mouth became swollen for several days…..”

Amidst his deep concern, Prince Baiyin finally realized what his third son was doing. Bewildered, he raised his head and asked, “Master Pan, this, did you teach him this?”

Jiarou took the opportunity to step down from the platform, leaving her back to Master Zhang. She half-knelt beside the prince and said, “It was indeed taught by this junior.”

“Only took the whole morning?”

“To be precise, it only took one hour. This shows that the Third Young Master is very bright. As long as he is taught according to his aptitude, he will definitely become outstanding.”

The prince asked again, “Did you also tell him about the poem’s meaning?”

“That’s not the case, I just explained that it’s a poem about how spring swallows care for their nestlings. The connection between swallows and humans is something the Third Young Master felt inspired to express personally…..”

She wiped her eyes with her sleeve, her voice choked with emotion. “It’s clear that the prince loves Sanlang so much that he memorizes every detail in his heart, that’s why he can spontaneously understand so much. I lost my father at a young age and have never known what it feels like to have a father to rely on. I’m so envious…..”

She coughed lightly twice, and the Third Young Master beside her began to wail again, calling out intermittently, “Father, my good father…..”

Third Young Master Bai was the prince’s late-born son. He had been spoiled since childhood and acted according to his heart. The prince was the only one who followed to clean up the mess behind him. When had the third son ever hugged him tightly, cried and called his name out?

The fifty-year-old prince was both thrilled and deeply moved. His mixed emotions turned into a pang of sadness. He hugged Third Young Master Bai and burst into tears, “Third son, father’s good son…..”

“Father, my good father…..”

“Third son, Father’s good son…..”

Amidst the scene of loving father and filial son, Prince Baiyin finally raised his head, sniffing. “Protector Xue, I appreciate your concern for the third son. But even if Confucius and Mencius were here, I would never agree to your request to change the teacher.”

Jiarou curled the corners of her lips and raised her eyebrows at Xue Lang with a hint of pride.

Xue Lang acted as if he hadn’t noticed. He sighed deeply and lamented, “The Prince and the Third Young Master truly have a deep father-son relationship….. To be honest, Prince, I also lost my father at a young age and have never experienced the warmth of a father. Seeing the Prince and the Third Young Master like this, I’m quite envious.”

The prince found himself surrounded by a warm and loving atmosphere. He suddenly felt a surge of pity for the general, thinking of him from his own perspective. “I regret that I have failed the general’s kindness today. What is your wish? Tell me. As long as it is within my power, I will grant you your wish.”

Xue Lang, upon hearing this, seemed to be in a state of embarrassment as he pondered for a long time before saying, “There’s still not enough land suitable for the soldiers to farm and build houses. If we could cross over to the west of Chang’an Bridge, similar to the land once used by General Cui, that would be even better.”

“I agree to your request.” The prince said generously.

Xue Lang clasped his fists in thanks, then finally turned his head and raised his eyebrows to Jiarou calmly.