System: Master Your Life-Chapter 587 - 145: Encountering My Inexpensive Father-in-law Again (Part 3)

Chapter 587: Chapter 145: Encountering My Inexpensive Father-in-law Again (Part 3)

Looking forward, in the distance, clouds swirling like mist, it resembles the celestial palace in Journey to the West.

Upon closer inspection, amid the misty fog, there are many silhouettes; it turns out to be a group of young beauties dressed in ancient costumes, dancing gracefully.

This must be a stage.

Passing by here.

A female attendant, also dressed in ancient attire, led three people into a private room.

The private room was large.

Inside the private room, there was a guqin, and a beautiful woman in ancient costume was already sitting there gracefully.

The beauties here were all stunning, with light makeup, merely a simple outline, no heavy makeup; even with a bare face, they were beautiful.

Xu Lin sighed, no wonder this place was called "Guo Se Tian Xiang," beauties in abundance, with good figures and heights not below 1.7 meters; how could it not be "national beauty and heavenly fragrance"?

Isn’t this, by chance, the legendary high-end establishment?

No.

Those trashy high-end clubs can’t compare to this place.

Xu Lin kept his expression unchanged.

"What piece do you three gentlemen wish to hear?"

After the three of them were seated, the beauty in ancient attire sitting above respectfully addressed Xu Lin and the others as gentlemen.

"What pieces are available?"

Xu Lin asked.

Then the beauty in ancient attire listed many guqin pieces.

Xu Lin said, "Let’s have ’Phoenix Seeking Phoenix’."

"Alright, gentlemen, please listen to my performance!"

She didn’t speak in a coquettish voice, just normally, with a lovely tone, no less impressive than those so-called voice actors.

Xu Lin thought, these must be strictly selected, even the beautiful attendant who led the way sounded pleasant.

Soon, the guqin piece "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" began, and this beauty played with remarkable skill, evidently talented.

This piece tells the story of Zhuo Wenjun and Sima Xiangru, two great talents of the Western Han Dynasty.

As the music started, another ancient-clad beauty entered, making tea for them, and it wasn’t just hot water with tea leaves; there was a complex tea ceremony involved.

A long table of precious wood, Jiang Mingyang and Ye Shengjun sat on one side, facing the guqin-playing beauty, and next to Xu Lin was the tea-making beauty.

"Does Mr. Xu like this piece?"

Jiang Mingyang asked.

"I’ve heard of it, just curious to listen."

Xu Lin: "What is this place?"

Ye Shengjun: "A place where, if you have money, you can do whatever you want."

"Mr. Xu, don’t you find it inappropriate to come to such a place?"

Jiang Mingyang asked.

"No."

Xu Lin shook his head slightly; he had already finished reading the Twenty-Four Histories, gaining a comprehensive and detailed understanding of the entire history.

History is the present, and the present is history; viewing history is seeing the present and the future.

What exactly is history?

No matter how many cycles it goes through, it’s all the same; many things ordinary people find dark, like prostitution, have persisted through thousands of years; history lacks the so-called post-2000s workplace reform, all deceitful, fooling the common people.

The modern era is like history; for people five hundred or a thousand years later, it’s history, and the overall direction will remain unchanged.

Because history is time, and humans write history, humans are always the same.

In Xu Lin’s view, if people can’t get enough to eat, brutal phenomena like cannibalism would occur, so all morality and order must be based on the premise that people can eat, meaning the human core isn’t great, we’re all animals, just self-deceiving, claiming to be good people of various sorts.

Yet, his mother had repeatedly told him not to come to places like this, but Xu Lin still came.

If he wanted to ascend, he had to engage with the world’s true essence, which comprises darkness and grayness.

This world contains light, darkness, and a vast expanse of gray.

Jiang Mingyang said, "Actually, when I first came to a place like this with my father-in-law, I was shocked, never expecting this world to have such a side; my father-in-law said not to have biases against these things, urging me to understand the world’s truth, explaining that individuals only exist for a mere few decades in this world; there’s no need to be cynical, as these things existed since primitive times."

Upon mentioning his father-in-law, who was Rong Xiyi’s grandfather, Xu Lin couldn’t help asking, "What kind of person was Mr. Jiang’s father-in-law?"

"He was my idol, and I’ve tried to learn from him my whole life."

Jiang Mingyang sighed, "But he passed away, died from illness, it was a huge blow to me; he was like a hero in my mind, and the young me never expected such a towering hero to face old age and even death, but he died gracefully; now, in my early forties, I feel my body isn’t as strong as before, gray hairs appearing, realizing I’m getting old, I fear the day I’ll face death; when my father-in-law passed, though emaciated and tortured by illness, he faced death calmly; I wonder if I’ll be like him when my time comes."

Ye Shengjun: "To face death calmly, Mr. Jiang’s father-in-law truly deserves the title of hero!"

"Haha, not joking; my father-in-law indeed was a hero, and my achievements today owe to him, though his career was built on his own; when I met him, he was already not young; he’d done business, been imprisoned, been to war and killed people, returned, started a business in Southeast Asia, braving gunfire; a life of ups and downs, waves of grandeur, standing tall relying solely on himself, an extraordinary man, the idol of my life, my only hero in my heart."