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Chapter 180: Chapter 177, A Fierce Tiger Resides in My Heart, Gently Sniffing the Rose

Kong Qingci had invited Fang Yi to Xuanhua Pavilion, and it wasn’t just for small talk. Upon her return, she relayed the reason to Fang Yi.

The reason Kong Qingci called Fang Yi over was primarily to introduce him to someone—Old Master Wang.

Old Master Wang, whose full name was Wang Zhuo, was a great calligraphy master. His calligraphy skills were formidable, and among his generation, he was highly respected. He had close connections with many high officials and was rumored to have acquaintances with some elders in Tianjing. His social network was very broad.

Hearing this, Fang Yi roughly understood Kong Qingci’s intention. Kong Qingci had invited Wang Zhuo over to set him up, to get to know Wang Zhuo. If he could gain Wang Zhuo’s favor, it would mean that he, Fang Yi, would also have connections.

"Miss Kong, my writing is really ugly. Introducing me to Old Master Wang won’t be of any use," Fang Yi said with a bitter smile.

Kong Qingci replied, "Even if your writing is ugly, Old Master Wang doesn’t only care about calligraphy. Old Master Wang knows some of the elders in Tianjing, and I don’t expect you to gain his favor immediately. I only hope he will remember you, and that will be enough."

Fang Yi was silent for a moment before saying, "Miss Kong, you’ve thought too much for me. You don’t have to do this."

Kong Qingci merely smiled radiantly and said, "Wealth is easy to come by, but confidants are hard to find."

Fang Yi’s expression turned slightly peculiar as he asked, "Haven’t you had friends before?"

Unexpectedly to Fang Yi, Kong Qingci actually nodded.

At that moment, the door was pulled open, and the cheongsam-clad woman who had been there before appeared and said, "Miss Kong, Old Master Wang invites you over."

Kong Qingci stood up and looked towards Fang Yi.

Since it was Kong Qingci’s kind intention, naturally, Fang Yi wouldn’t refuse.

The two proceeded to a room. The woman in the cheongsam gently opened the door, and the room immediately filled with an enticing and penetrating aroma of tea, even more intense than that of the Pu’er Tea.

In the elegant room, an old gentleman sat cross-legged, with a clean and adorable boy of about ten years old behind him.

with a smile,

friend of mine. You’ve often seen me; no need for so

walked over, picked up a warm cup of tea, first smelling its aroma, then elegantly sipped it. She set down the teacup, praising, "Grandpa Wang’s tea indeed smells wonderful." Yet, she made no comparison to her

Zhuo was obviously delighted, stroking his white beard and looking at

quickly interjected, "Oh, his name is Fang Yi, and he’s

Wang’s aged eyes as he looked at Fang Yi and said, "Fang Yi, to be called Little Qingci’s good friend, that’s a blessing you’ve cultivated over several lifetimes. Come, have a taste of this old

over. However, when he picked up the teacup and sniffed it, he didn’t

to treat the teacher’s tea with such disrespect!" The clean little boy turned red-faced, as if he

the little boy, but Wang Zhuo and Kong Qingci were

reminded me of something I’ve had

you know that this tea is very difficult to harvest and can only be found in a specific place? Could it be that you’ve

I’ve made a mistake. Please forgive

clean little boy

Zhuo waved his hand, indicating he wouldn’t mind, then Fang Yi and Kong Qingci sat down together. Wang Zhuo said, "Lad, go get the calligraphy model I brought and give it to

She was already so grown up,

the calligraphy model. As he unfolded it, there was the meticulously neat yet free and elegant brush writing, giving off a sense of beauty and momentum. However, as Fang Yi looked at it, he felt

and asked, "Fang Yi, what do

praised,

sounded as if a teacher

best. Can you understand it?" The tidy little boy named Lad spoke very angrily, for in his heart, no one could match or

them, Kong Qingci was somewhat worried. Her intention was to recommend Fang Yi to Wang Zhuo, but Fang Yi’s behavior could possibly

Zhuo smiled and said, "Fang Yi, do you also know

me to learn a bit in the past. The writing I do is quite

humble. Qingci, you have paper and brush here, right? Bring them for Fang

fetch Xuan paper and a brush, along with

grind the ink,"