"Done and done, there’s no need to be so glum about it. I’ll talk to him for you later. As for the two classmates of yours, as long as they don’t take up more than two hours of your brother-in-law’s ti, he’ll be happy to do you the favor."
Upon hearing this, Yang Qingrui’s eyes lit up. That could work, they just admired his brother-in-law and weren’t like those scholars whose discussions on academic topics went on endlessly without end.
"Then I’ll bring them over tomorrow. Just like , they are both Cultivated Talents, and they are of good character. We usually have the best relationship."
Yang Chuxia was very supportive of him making friends. Having many friends wasn’t a bad thing. After all, there’s a saying, "At ho one depends on parents, outside on friends."
With Yang Chuxia’s guidance, the next day after breakfast, Yang Qingrui brought his two classmates over, and Ye Zi’an then exchanged a few words with them in the study.
However, not even two hours had passed before Ye Zi’an sent the few of them away.
"Why are you out so soon? Has everyone left?"
Yang Chuxia had just washed her hair. She was at that mont using a towel to dry it, feeling uncomfortable on her scalp with just one wash a day now that sumr had arrived.
Ye Zi’an walked over, took the towel from her hands, and started to gently dry her hair from behind.
"Yes, one of them didn’t seem like a good friend to Qingrui. He’s very much like Qingtong in temperant, yet he plays with Qingrui," Ye Zi’an recalled about the two young n.
"What about the other one?"
Ye Zi’an thought for a mont before speaking, "Let Qingrui just maintain a normal relationship with him."
It was rare for Yang Chuxia to hear him judge a person, and although he didn’t evaluate this ti, he directly gave a verdict, implying that he already saw through that person.
"Not a good person?"
"I don’t know about his character, but from his conversation and behavior, he seems quite opportunistic. Such a person, if Qingrui continues to outshine him, might remain his friend. But if Qingrui ever falls behind, he’ll probably maintain his distance. Rather than that, it’s better for Qingrui to keep his distance now."
Ye Zi’an rembered the two young n he had just t; the one with a personality similar to Qingtong was nad Qian Jiang, while the sowhat power-hungry one was Li Ao. Although both were polite in their conversation, Qian Jiang seed more sincere, whereas Li Ao appeared sowhat disdainful, yet his flattery was incessant. However, when the conversation casually turned to the possibility of not staying in Capital City but going to the small place of Mianyang, Li Ao’s mood visibly dropped, and the corner of his mouth twitched. When he realized he was being watched, he imdiately put on a smile and uttered several phrases about how one’s talents could stand out more in a small place, which were sowhat baffling.
"Mm, we’ll talk about this with Qingrui later." She trusted Ye Zi’an’s judgnt. If he said soone wasn’t very good, then they definitely weren’t.
"Why are you washing your hair in the morning?"
"It’s too hot and uncomfortable; my scalp itches."
Yang Chuxia, with her eyes half-closed, reveled in Ye Zi’an’s ministrations. Having soone else dry your hair really did feel good.
"I rember the Emperor gifted us with sothing among the items, a cool mat not made of bamboo but rather small pieces of rosewood, inlaid with a mat strung from turquoise. I heard it’s quite cool to sleep on. In a few days when the item arrives, I’ll take it out for you to use."
Seeing her neck glistening with a fine sweat, Ye Zi’an comnted.
"Ouch, can that even be called a mat?"
Hearing that what she would be sleeping on was made of turquoise and rosewood, she was aware of how valuable rosewood could be, and turquoise, even more so.
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