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Xun Yu's family was about to move, and Xun Yu had come to see Guo Jia before the move. A tall and slender man was lying in the flower bushes, letting the girls play with his long hair and pierced earlobes. When Xun Yu arrived, Guo Jia greeted him with a smile and called him "senior brother." The girls around them sensibly got up and left. As they passed Xun Yu, they kindly handed him a bill, saying, "Master Guo's recent bill is 1,321 plants, Master Xun." The bill, filled with the scent of women and alcohol, was taken by Xun Yu and then handed to a servant to settle. Soon, only Xun Yu and Guo Jia were left in the room.
"Guo Jia." Xun Yu called out in a good-natured manner. He didn't know when Guo Jia had started to appear so out of sorts. During their time at The Imperial College of Bing Yong, Jia Xu had been somewhat restrained due to the strictness of their master. Since they had parted ways, he had become even more...
The Xun and Guo families had a close relationship, despite not being related by blood. Having watched Guo Jia grow up, Xun Yu had long considered him to be like a younger brother. This was evident in his efforts to settle every bill sent to the Xun family, regardless of Guo Jia's current behavior. Xun Yu was certain that the child he had watched grow up hadn't gone bad, and felt responsible for helping him, no matter what had caused Guo Jia to become the way he was now.
"Ah, it really doesn't sit well with me to have the senior pay the bill every time." Guo Jia chuckled and sat up from the couch, pouring a cup of wine and gesturing for Xun Yu to come and sit.
Xun Yu This person is just too uptight, always coming to say goodbye, to advise, but can't say a straightforward sentence without twisting it twenty times. He's learned all the rigid teachings of the academy teachers, always saying there's nothing good to read in those books! Guo Jia thought to himself, still smiling and waiting for Xun Yu to speak.
But in reality, there was nothing left to say. Xun Yu always resented Guo Jia's actions towards Jia Xu, so he immersed himself even more in the flower house, refusing to leave. But who was right and who was wrong, and who cares at this point? The tangled threads of fate between the three sages Biyong had become even more chaotic.
Guo Jia lifted the long green jade tobacco pipe and stood up, dragging his robe as he walked to the window. With great effort, he pushed open the long-unopened window. Although the height of the Chunlou was not enough to overlook the entire Yingchuan, he could still see many low, thatched houses.
"Senior, look. The noble families can relocate their entire clan before the war burns, while the ignorant common people can only stay here and obey fate. All I've ever wanted is a hero who can overturn this chaotic world, a destiny. But I am not, you are not, and Jia Xu is not either."
Xun Yu followed Guo Jia's direction and looked down at the bustling crowd below. There were nobles in luxurious clothes quietly leaving with a few carriages, and there were commoners who were still well-fed and clothed hesitating as they looked at the street food. There were also beggars lying on the roadside, emaciated and on the verge of starving.
Guo Jia's voice is not loud, and it's a bit blurry with smoke. The sunlight coming in from the window gives Guo Jia a layer of golden light like a savior, but Guo Jia says he is not a savior.
Guo Jia can see the fate, and Xun Yu knew it very early. He had warned him about the fate of those who talk about it, but Guo Jia always smiled and changed the subject.
"Guo Jia, you want to be a hero," Xun Yu said, not knowing why he was so sure, but he said it. His usually gentle and smiling eyes rarely looked sharp at Guo Jia, piercing through the swirling smoke, through the chaos of these years, and looking directly at the seemingly unruly child in front of him. Suddenly, Xun Yu realized that Guo Jia had grown up, and he was no longer the child who used to hide behind him when he saw beggars fighting for food.
Guo Jia did not deny it again, but shook his head in a daze and said, "The hero has appeared, and what I need to do is wait for him to come. Senior, have a safe journey."
Xun Yu didn't say anything more, nodded and turned away. However, as he left, he settled Guo Jia's debts for the next month at the counter. Who knows how long this battle will continue.
Guo Jia stood by the window, watching Xun Yu's figure disappear into the crowd. He then slowly took a drag of his cigarette, his drooping eyes hidden in the smoke, making it hard to see clearly.
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