Chapter 3 — Little Cong Gia Comes to Pray Than

"Mother, I have done things straight and upright. I have never done anything rude. It's other people's hearts that are dirty, so everything I see is dirty." "A few days ago I heard that the minister's son and his peers walked around Tay Son Pagoda at night, drinking and singing, sleeping in the same bed, with their feet on top of each other. In the whole capital, no one said a bad word, only praising them for their elegant youth and unparalleled courage. Others can do it, why can't I?" Mother Choked to the point of being speechless, his eyes turning red. After that, the father called the prefect into the study room. As soon as the door closed, there was an argument inside. Mother pulled me and told me to come in and give some advice. I walked to the study door, just as I placed my hand on the door, it suddenly became quiet inside in the blink of an eye. Then, the elder brother's warm voice came through the door. "How can Tri Vi be able to do it, but I can't?" As soon as the words ended, a slapping sound suddenly rang out. The leader held half his face and rushed out. He didn't expect me to stand outside the door, his body stopped, an awkward look appeared on his face. "Tri Vi, when I was little, you said you wanted a brother who could protect and love you." "Just because of those words, I became your big brother for fifteen years." "Now I want to go back to being myself, is that okay?" He slowly opened his mouth: "Actually I..." "Don't say it!" Father shouted in panic. The mother was also frantic. But the elder brother seemed not to hear, word by word, he said: "I am both male and female." Could it be that just because of one careless sentence from me, he has been a man for fifteen years? Finally, my mother couldn't help but cry: "Why do you blame your sister? It was you who said it back then, you admired men who could read books, go to school, and could ride horses and hunt. You said you wanted to choose to be a man to protect Tri Vi. It was your choice, no one forced you!" The brother did not object. Half of his face still has red marks. "Big brother, you can choose any identity you want. It's an old saying of mine that has bound you for fifteen years, but I'm not right. In the future, if you want to be a man, then be a man. If you want to be a woman, then be a woman. You don't have to suffer for anyone anymore." He happily wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes. 09 Father sighed heavily and turned around. After that, the parents only told the outside world that the elder brother had gone to study abroad in Jiangnan and had not yet set a return date. In the Ta palace, I don't know when a distant relative named Ta Tri Y appeared. It is said that she has a beautiful, serene appearance and a gentle personality, but she rarely goes out to meet people. After that, Luc Sung An didn't know where he got the news from, so he found a reason to go to the palace to visit. The first time he saw her, he was amazed. Since then, people often see the crown prince and a young lady walking around and rowing boats on the lake. The lady had a beautiful appearance and carried a bit of heroic spirit in her gestures. The Crown Prince highly respects her. When walking next to her, his eyes never left. Everyone was talking loudly, only saying that the prince had a new lover, but no one could ask about the background of that lady. 10As for us, the scholar named Lac that my mother chose for me had arranged to meet at the tavern, but still did not appear. I was about to stand up and leave, when suddenly a clear voice came from behind. "Second Miss Ta." I turned around and saw Quan Mac Nhiem standing a few steps away, looking confused. I was a bit surprised: "Little master?" He cleared his throat, his ears turning red suspiciously: "Are you... carrying silver?" I blinked, thinking I heard wrong. Is this a young master, carrying no money, no entourage, running to the tavern alone to order food for the whole table? I look at the car

table behind him. The other dishes were almost untouched. He followed my gaze, his ears became even redder, and explained in a low voice: "Mother forced me to come on a blind date, and I didn't want to get married so early, so I deliberately didn't bring any money, wanting to let that girl pay for the meal. So, if the blind date is out of ten, eight or nine out of ten, it will be ruined." I didn't know what to say, so I told the maid to give him a silver check. Quan Mac Nhiem looked at me a little embarrassedly: "Since the second lady has lent me money, these dishes can't be wasted... Or should we eat them together?" I... In the folk rumor, the little master Quan Mac Nhiem was wild and wild, acting extravagantly, but it turns out that those bad reputations were caused by him ruining his own reputation like that. That's it, I'm hungry too. "Let's eat then." When saying goodbye, Quan Mac Nhiem swore firmly that he would definitely repay the money tomorrow. But tomorrow comes again, and every day he waits on time in front of the palace door, inviting me out for a walk for three days. Every time it was time to pay, he patted his head. Forgot to bring my wallet again. I saw my already bulging brocade bag shrinking more and more, becoming as thin as a piece of paper. Finally I couldn't bear it anymore. On the fourth day, when he appeared in front of my house smiling again, I raised my eyebrows and looked at him: