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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.

greeted with a smile, and inclined slightly

his hand and chuckled, "Little Qingci, your grandfather was a friend of mine. You’ve often seen me; no need for so many formalities. Sit

its aroma, then elegantly sipped it. She set down the teacup, praising, "Grandpa Wang’s tea indeed smells wonderful."

white beard and looking at Fang Yi,

his name is Fang Yi, and he’s a

he looked at Fang Yi and said, "Fang Yi, to be called Little Qingci’s good friend, that’s a

the teacup and sniffed it, he didn’t drink with the elegance of Kong

with such disrespect!" The clean little boy turned red-faced, as if he wanted to rush over and give Fang

little boy, but Wang Zhuo and Kong Qingci

of something I’ve had

words only brought another surprised reaction from Wang Zhuo, who asked, "Young man, do you know that this tea is very difficult to harvest and can only

Yi smiled and said, "Perhaps I’ve made a mistake. Please forgive

clean little

Qingci sat down together. Wang Zhuo said, "Lad, go get the calligraphy model I

helpless. She was already so grown

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 that

Zhuo noticed this detail and asked, "Fang Yi, what do you think of this

Yi praised, "It’s

sounded as if a teacher was praising a

teacher’s writing is the best. Can you understand it?" The tidy little boy named Lad spoke very angrily, for in his heart, no one

Yi

Wang Zhuo smiled and said, "Fang

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

you have paper and brush here, right? Bring them for Fang Yi." Although Wang Zhuo wasn’t angry,

heart and had someone fetch Xuan paper and a brush,

grind the ink," Wang