Qingshan Town, Ye Family Bookstore!
Cheng Buzheng stared blankly at the figure disappearing from sight, murmuring inwardly:
"Without entering the world, how could one speak of leaving it behind?"
After a faint sigh, a trace of resolve emerged in his eyes.
Clearly.
At that moment, he had gained some understanding.
Not long after.
A chubby figure came hurrying in from outside.
Seeing that familiar figure, Cheng Buzheng's eyes revealed a hint of a smile.
That was right.
The newcomer was Ma Jun, the young master of the Ma family whom Cheng Buzheng had asked Scholar Zheng to notify.
"You're here?"
Cheng Buzheng asked softly.
Ma Jun wiped away the fine beads of sweat on his brow and replied with a simple-minded grin:
"Summoned by Mr. Ye—how would this youngster dare delay?"
Cheng Buzheng did not respond to Ma Jun's teasing. Instead, he gave him a deep look and said meaningfully:
"Seeing you so carefree and heartless now, I'm much more at ease."
At those words.
Ma Jun seemed to understand the hidden meaning behind Mr. Ye's words as well. With a sigh, he said:
"Mr. Ye, you truly are meticulous."
"At yesterday's banquet, this youngster made a fool of himself before you."
Watching the broad-minded, unconcerned Ma Jun, Cheng Buzheng also knew that the other man had completely let go of his intention to contend with Scholar Zheng.
After pondering for a while, he comforted him:
"It's a good thing that you've been able to see past it."
"Besides, everyone has their own way of living. He has his star-lit path to officialdom, but there's no need for you to scheme and struggle over your future!
Sometimes, an ordinary, peaceful life is a way of living too."
At that moment.
Cheng Buzheng recalled the salted-fish life he had dreamed of