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Chapter 12 : When You're Away From Home, Your Identity is What You Make It
"What a buzzkill, a real buzzkill~"
On the street, Ming Chen played with the jade rod in his hand, shaking his head and sighing softly. The arrogant, domineering noble young master from the tavern's private room was nowhere to be seen.
The stark contrast left Ling Yu, who was walking beside him, completely stunned.
She asked Ming Chen, "Young Brother, who was that man just now?"
Ming Chen thought for a moment and said casually, "He's probably Li Songyan, the second son of the Li family in this Wangyang County. He's quite famous around here. Half of the county magistrate's bad reputation can be credited to him."
Е ñ ŭm̌a
In anything one does, intelligence is crucial.
After just a few days here, Ming Chen had already gotten a good grasp of this county town.
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It wasn't that he didn't recognize that unlucky fellow; on the contrary, he had recognized him the moment he showed his face.
A silk-pants, of course~
In every era, in every place, there are people like that.
Sheltered by their families, living in wealth and luxury without a care in the world, doing whatever they please. People dislike them, yet they wish they could be them.
Wеb́ n о̃v̈ ӗ l̊ Е̊ n̈ uma
This unlucky fellow wasn't too stupid or dense; he was actually quite easy to fool.
If he had run into a truly reckless hothead who couldn't be bluffed, it would have been quite troublesome.
Ling Yu looked at her frivolous and casual little brother and couldn't help but ask, "Young Brother, who exactly are you?"
A relative of the emperor?
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The scion of a noble house?
The son of a powerful official?
Ё ň u m̌ а̇
No wonder he could speak of such high-level decisions at the dinner table, things ordinary people could never come into contact with.
No wonder he had such an aura, such an extraordinary way of speaking.
"Me?"
Ming Chen raised an eyebrow. "Didn't I tell you? I'm from Qingchi in Qing Prefecture. My family has a little money, barely enough to get by."
In terms of actual background, Ming Chen was only a little better off than a commoner. In fact, he couldn't compare to that young Master Li.
"Oh, right, I haven't finished yet! I'm heading the same way as you, also to the capital for the imperial examinations."
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"If I don't go, my old man will skin me alive."
Ming Chen spouted nonsense, complaining to Ling Yu, "What kind of good person sends their child to take the exams and become an official? Aren't they afraid one day, I get my entire nine generations of relatives executed~"
Ling Yu: ...
I can't tell!
I really can't tell!
Little brother, who on earth are you?
Ê ń üm а
The whimsical, frivolous young master was him. The arrogant, domineering, unrestrained silk-pants was also him.
At this point, Ming Chen would have to drag his father out in person for Ling Yu to believe a single word he said.
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"Ah... this, this, how is this possible?"
The confused, dazed big sister shook her head and said stubbornly, "Young Brother, please don't tease me. You must have an extraordinary identity! Please rest assured, Yu will not covet anything of yours."
"What good would it do me to lie to you?"
Ming Chen rolled his eyes. "I wish I had the extraordinary identity you're talking about, bullying men and women, doing whatever I want, just like that unlucky fellow just now. A pity I can't. My old man just didn't work hard enough! Still not enough effort. I whipped him with a small leather whip for three days and three nights, and he still wouldn't admit he was a relative of the emperor. What can I do!"
W̄ ẽ b̊ ñо̄ v е l̂ Е̂ n ũm̊ a
The luckiest and most regrettable thing in Master Ming's life was giving birth to this vexing son, Ming Chen.
He was truly intelligent, and also truly infuriating.
Ling Yu: ...
The dazed big sister had never met Ming Chen's father, but she felt he must be very happy, to be able to get along so harmoniously with his son.
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She looked at the precious jade rod in Ming Chen's hand and couldn't help but ask, "Then what is this? Just now, you..."
She recognized fine things. The material and craftsmanship of this jade rod did not look like an ordinary item. It would still be worth a lot of money if sold at a pawnshop.
Ẇ ė b̂ ń о́ v́ ӗľ Е́nǔ m а̄
Wasn't this some kind of token of identity?
"Just now what? Did I say who I was? Is it my fault he doesn't recognize me?"
Ming Chen casually tossed the jade rod in his hand to Ling Yu. "It's just an ordinary jade rod. Is it my fault he can't recognize it?"
"This... this..."
The star of slaughter was greatly shaken.
Huh?
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How can this be?
Ming Chen shook his head, reining in some of his mockery, and asked Ling Yu in return, "Other than this, big brother, can you think of any other way for us to avoid escalating the situation without losing face, and still shake off that foolish silk-pants? When you're away from home, your identity is what you make it. Who I am isn't important. What's important is who others think I am.
This way, you and I don't have to be bullied by that silk-pants, and we even get to beat someone up to vent our anger~ How delightful~"
Ling Yu: ...
This person had just said he never lies.
"Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"
Ӗṅ ů m̃а
"It's not that easy. What, do I not look like a big shot from the capital?"
Ming Chen spread his arms and spun around in front of Ling Yu.
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He does!
Having just come down the mountain, Ling Yu had never met any real nobles or silk-pants young masters.
But seeing Ming Chen like this—arrogant, casual, domineering, and unrestrained—he was the spitting image of the silk-pants in her imagination.
He was even more of a silk-pants, more of a real noble young master, than the actual silk-pants who had just been beaten.
Еn ǔm а̌ .іď
Who could possibly guess this person's true background?
Right now, Ling Yu couldn't tell which of her little brother's words were true and which were false.
Ming Chen said with a beaming smile, "Didn't I leave myself some room to maneuver? I didn't kill anyone, I just gave that unlucky fellow a beating.
Old Li should be thanking me for helping him teach his son a lesson! All they need to do is think hard about how to apologize to me. As long as it doesn't come to a life-or-death struggle, they won't dare to act rashly.
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The wealthier people are, the more cowardly they are.
They can't afford to gamble, but I can.
Е ǹ u m̆ а
If they can't find out my background and can't recognize this rod, they'll have to treat me with respect.
By the time they really do find out who I am, I'll be long gone~
A local snake is only a snake on its own turf. Anywhere else, it's just a worm."
This dazed big sister had drawn her sword and shed blood so decisively just now.
Without regard for the consequences, clean and swift.
She was like a completely different person from the one who had been cornered in the market earlier.
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She stood firmly on his side. She was someone worth befriending.
Ming Chen patted Ling Yu's shoulder and said, "Brother, you don't need to place so many restrictions on yourself. The brave get to enjoy the world first."
The young man's eyes were bright and cunning, his smile dashing and unrestrained.
Ling Yu: ...
Is that how the word "brave" is used?
Ling Yu felt like she had learned something, and at the same time, lost something.
Е̇ň ŭmа̂ . і̊d
Her master, it seemed, had not taught her this way.
The path of a soldier was inherently a path of violence. On the battlefield, one had to be unscrupulous. Stratagem, deception, inducement, ambush... as long as it led to victory, one would stop at nothing.
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It was precisely because of this that in daily life, one needed to practice self-restraint even more. One must not lose oneself, must not become arrogant and conceited, otherwise, it would surely lead to self-destruction.
Was her master wrong? Or was this little brother wrong?
Ling Yu needed to figure these things out for herself.
But there was one thing she was very clear about now.
Е ńüm̆ а
This young, handsome little brother by her side seemed a little dangerous.
The girl from the mountains, for the first time, felt the treachery of the mortal world from the friend for whom she was willing to die.
"Young Master, they're coming after us!"
(End of Chapter)
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