My Promotion Story Through Time Travel

Chapter 259 Classic Scene

"By the way, those young men were talking about the Imperial Academy. Xiao Bao, do you know what the Imperial Academy is?"

"Although this is the Imperial Academy, it is still a mixed bag of people. Shao Ying should be careful when he goes out." Fang Zhili brought the topic back.

A mixed bag?

Lin Ziping felt that Fang Zhili's words were a bit awkward, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong. Suppressing his doubts, he honestly nodded in agreement.

"It's getting late, everyone must be hungry. Let's find a place to eat," Fang Zhili said.

"Okay." Lin Ziping nodded. "Xiao Bao, shall we go together?"

Yang Jiadian turned his gaze to Fang Zhili and then replied with a smile, "Okay, Brother Ziping."

Fang Qiaoling rubbed her stomach: "Brother, you finally remembered we haven't eaten yet! My stomach has been rumbling for ages!"

Fang Qiaoling's charming and innocent actions made Lin Ziping and the others laugh, and the atmosphere became relaxed and pleasant again.

Fang Zhili gently tapped Fang Qiaoling's head: "Who was so engrossed in listening just now that they wouldn't leave no matter how much I called them?"

Fang Qiaoling pouted: "That's Master Shaoqing. He rarely gives lectures, only a few times a year. I've heard about his unique insights into the Analects for a long time. Now that I've finally met him in person, I must listen carefully."

“You, you, you’ve memorized the precepts and instructions for women, you know how to manage a household and finances, and you’re looking at these things all the time. Be careful you don’t get punished!” Fang Zhili said.

"What's so great about memorizing that? It's just about who I should listen to, isn't it?" Fang Qiaoling said with some displeasure.

"you--"

"Where is the food you mentioned, Yuezheng? I'm not going anywhere far. I'm so hungry I can barely walk right now." Lin Ziping quickly interrupted Fang Zhili when he noticed the two were talking at odds.

Fang Zhili said, "It's not far, it's nearby. Come with me."

"Let's go, let's go—" Lin Ziping put his arm around Fang Zhili's shoulder and walked forward.

While Fang Zhili wasn't paying attention, Fang Qiaoling secretly made a face at Lin Ziping.

The group chatted and laughed as they left the Imperial College and arrived at a restaurant. The entire street had a strong commercial atmosphere, far superior to Mengyuan Pavilion.

Students dressed in long gowns can be seen everywhere on the street, adding a touch of vitality and scholarly atmosphere to the whole street.

Lin Ziping stood in front of the restaurant and looked up. The three big characters "Chunhua Lou" on the signboard shone brightly in gold.

Why are there Chunhualou restaurants everywhere? Is it a nationwide chain?

“Chunhua Restaurant is the best restaurant in the area. Order whatever you like today, it’s on me,” Fang Zhili said.

Lin Ziping glanced at Fang Qiaoling and lowered his voice to say to Fang Zhili, "Isn't it inappropriate to bring your sister here?"

"Haha..." Fang Zhili laughed loudly upon hearing this, "Lin Ziping, what are you thinking? We're here to have a meal today."

"What are you two talking about so furtively?" Fang Qiaoling asked.

Fang Zhili stared at Lin Ziping without saying a word, his expression utterly irritating.

"We used to frequent Chunhua Tower when we were in Qingyang. I didn't expect there to be one here too," Lin Ziping said. "Right, Xiaobao?"

Yang Jiadian nodded: "I've been there a few times with Young Master Zhili and Brother Ziping."

Fang Qiaoling said, "What's so special about that? Chunhua Tower is everywhere. Let's go in, I'm starving."

The four of them entered Chunhua Restaurant and chose a window seat on the second floor facing the street. Soon, steaming hot food was served.

Fang Zhili and the other two were probably really hungry, so they picked up their chopsticks and started eating heartily. Lin Ziping ate a pastry at Mengyuan Pavilion, but stopped after taking a couple of bites. He rested his chin on his hand and watched the pedestrians on the street with a bored expression.

Suddenly, a commotion caught Lin Ziping's attention.

A woman dressed in tattered clothes, wearing a white flower in her hair, was seen pulling a dilapidated wooden cart with something else on it.

Lin Ziping looked closely and realized that what was lying on the car was none other than a person!

The woman stood out from her surroundings, and soon a group of people followed her, while pedestrians on both sides also turned to look at her.

As more and more people gathered, the woman arrived at the entrance of Chunhua Tower, put down the car behind her, and knelt down with a thud.

Lin Ziping walked to the window. After so many years in this world, the classic scene of selling himself to bury his father was about to unfold.

"What happened to Lin Ziping? Why is it so noisy?" Fang Qiaoling put down her chopsticks, rinsed her mouth with the tea beside her, and asked while wiping her mouth.

"Aunt Fang...Young Master, I don't know what happened downstairs," Lin Ziping replied, turning around.

Fang Qiaoling said, "What's so strange? Let me see."

After saying that, he moved closer to Lin Ziping and looked downstairs.

"I thought it was something serious. There are plenty of these kinds of scams. One of them is just a money-making scheme." Fang Qiaoling looked away with little interest. "If you're lucky, you'll run into a fool, and you won't have to worry about being rich and powerful for the rest of your life."

Lin Ziping raised an eyebrow in surprise; this little girl actually had such insights.

"Has Young Master Fang encountered this situation before?" Lin Ziping asked.

"No," Fang Qiaoling quickly denied.

Such unusual behavior inevitably suggests a cover-up.

Fang Qiaoling seemed to realize something was wrong, and her face flushed as she added, "I only thought of helping them because I felt sorry for them, but who knew... I saw that Cui Qingrui always helped them, so I wanted to help them too, but I didn't know that these people were liars and that Cui Qingrui was a fool."

Cui Qingrui? Who is that?

"Qiaoling," Fang Zhili called out, "The new soup is quite good, come and try it."

"Brother, I..."

Come and have a taste!

"Yes," Fang Qiaoling replied, turning around.

Fang Zhili got up and walked over to Lin Ziping: "Shaoying, I noticed you haven't eaten much. Is the food not to your liking?"

Lin Ziping waved his hand and said, "The taste is quite good, even better than Chunhualou in Qingyang, but you don't know me, I don't eat much to begin with."

Fang Zhili laughed and said, "You should eat more. Look at you now, you're the shortest and thinnest among us. Even Yang Jiadian is a few feet taller than you."

Lin Ziping rolled his eyes at Fang Zhili: "What's the point of comparing these things? When did Young Master Zhili start judging heroes by their stature?"

“You, you…” Fang Zhili shook his head helplessly, “The only one who can out-argue you is probably Ji Xun.”

Ji Xun, Lin Ziping looked at Fang Zhili next to him. The already thin friendship among the people in Moshan Academy had become even thinner over time.

"May I ask, what happened to my younger sister just now?" Lin Ziping asked Fang Qiaoling.

Fang Zhili turned to look at Fang Qiaoling, only to see her engrossed in drinking her soup, looking preoccupied, while Yang Jiadian served her food.

"It's nothing. I'm just young and naive. I wanted to do something brave and help others, but I ended up with a conman. Now I feel sad because of what I saw," Fang Zhili explained calmly.

“I see. I think Qiaoling is still upset about this. You should try to comfort her. The world is dangerous, and it’s not our fault if something bad happens. Besides, Qiaoling is only willing to lose some money, while that person lost much more.” Lin Ziping advised, “Women need to be coaxed, and my sister is no exception.”

Fang Zhili looked somewhat surprised upon hearing this: "I didn't expect you to have such an idea."

Lin Ziping patted Fang Zhili on the shoulder and gave him a knowing look.

Whether Fang Zhili understands it or not is not a matter of consideration.

As they were talking, the sound of a woman crying came from downstairs.

Lin Ziping turned around, leaned against the window, and continued looking downstairs.