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The sudden act of kneeling left Elder Ying in a daze, his mind torn between agreement and disagreement, as if two people were fighting fiercely within him.
What was Liu Qingxi thinking? The old man's character was worthy of her respect; his dedication and seriousness towards architecture truly deserved the title of master.
Three seconds later, a loud burst of laughter erupted, startling the birds in the courtyard into flapping their wings and flying away in panic.
"Good! Thank you for acknowledging me as your master. Hahaha, I finally have a successor!" The old man’s chest heaved as he gasped for breath, his eyes squinting to mere slits.
"It’s getting late today, and time is tight. I will definitely host a banquet for friends on another day to celebrate your apprenticeship," Elder Ying could hardly contain his inner joy, wishing that this disciple would always be by his side.
However, as the sun set, only the afterglow remained to illuminate the earth, leaving a golden hue.
That dim light would gradually be swallowed by darkness after sunset, engulfing the starry sky.
"Come, let me see you off," the master said, personally leading Liu Qingxi out. As they walked side by side, he expressed his inner delight while passing through an arched doorway.
A man in his forties approached them, dressed in a blue robe with a thin beard—none other than Ying Fushan.
Just as Liu Qingxi was about to pay her respects, she was interrupted by Elder Ying: "Eldest son, come here. Let me introduce you. From now on, Qingxi will be my disciple and can be considered your junior sister. You must take good care of her."
"Yes, Father."
Once Elder Ying finished the introduction, Liu Qingxi took two steps forward and slightly bowed: "Greetings, Senior Brother!"
These formalities were taught to her by the Wen Family during their last-minute preparations. At that time, the Wen Family had said: "Although you may not compare to a true young lady of high status right now, you won't lose face."
Liu Qingxi wholeheartedly agreed; appearances and backgrounds mattered in every era.
Therefore, she studied particularly diligently. Some modern aspects could be retained, but she also had to adapt to the customs and etiquette of ancient times.
She would not be like some wildly imaginative Transmigrated Female Protagonists who attempted to change the customs of an entire era by their own efforts; that was simply impossible.
The formation of every tradition requires a long historical process to gradually settle in; it cannot be easily changed in three or five years, or even thirty or fifty years.
At this moment, Liu Qingxi did not realize that her standard posture of etiquette, perfectly timed smile, and appropriate distance made Ying Fushan look at her with new eyes.
From initial skepticism to acceptance, he revealed a smile that he thought was relatively gentle and said, "We have long heard of your esteemed name, and seeing you in person is indeed more impressive than hearing about you."
He felt embarrassed and said, "As a member of the Ying Family, I have not lived up to expectations and have disappointed my father. It’s rare to have such an exceptionally gifted disciple like you; he will surely treasure you."
Ying Fushan knew his father's temperament and naturally had a good impression of this disciple from a farming background who did not act pretentious. His tone carried a hint of teasing.
Given that Liu Qingxi was young enough to be his daughter, he spoke in a tone as if coaxing a younger generation: "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to let me know. You and my daughter are about the same age; next time you come, they can play together."
Elder Ying was very pleased with his eldest son's attitude. Noticing that it was indeed getting late, he could see the anxious expressions on the two maidservants behind Liu Qingxi could no longer be concealed. So be it; they should not delay any longer.
"Alright, I will introduce you later. Now the girl should head back. If it weren't for the current situation being inappropriate, I would really want to keep you here at the residence."
Even so, when Liu Qingxi returned to the inn, it was already dim outside, with most people out strolling through the night market.
As soon as she entered her room, she was embraced tightly by someone.
"Qingxi, why did you come back so late?" The sound of a pounding heartbeat from his chest showed his anxiety.
Feeling the familiar embrace, Liu Qingxi's nervous heart gradually calmed down as she gently stroked the boy's back: "I'm fine. Elder Ying found that we got along well and kept me for a while longer."
Then he carefully explained the reason for coming back so late: "By the way, I have agreed to take Elder Ying as my master."
Yang Yichen nodded, "As long as you're happy."
Yes, as long as you're happy, it is unconditional support and acceptance of all the girl's choices.
After a moment, the boy continued, "Elder Ying is a big name in architecture; you can learn a lot from him. There are only benefits and no drawbacks."
Liu Qingxi wholeheartedly agreed. After all, having such an impressive master who is well-known in Lingjiang Province means she would have connections and background in the Provincial Capital as well.
At the very least, she wouldn't have to worry about being trampled like an ant.
After all, in this era, she and Liu Qingyan had established their own paths without any foundation. Although Shili Pu Village was supportive, they were just common people; sometimes, one couldn't rely solely on numbers.
Yang Yichen was unaware of the girl's thoughts. If he knew, he would surely shout, "You don't need him; I can make you walk with confidence!"
However, there were many things beyond his control, which is why he needed to become stronger.
What he currently possessed did not allow him to act recklessly; in other words, he couldn't indulge the girl in front of him.
In any case, encountering someone he wholeheartedly wanted to protect in this lifetime was a kind of happiness.
Otherwise, he would be like a floating weed, drifting aimlessly through the world without goals or hope, just going with the flow.
The girl pressed closely against the boy's chest; the familiar scent brought her warmth, revealing her feminine grace deep within her heart.
After a moment, Yang Yichen gently pulled Liu Qingxi from his embrace: "You haven't had dinner yet, right? I'll have someone bring it up. You should eat something and wash up before getting some rest."
Liu Qingxi gently nodded, no longer displaying the assertiveness she had shown in front of the villagers of Shili Pu.
The soft congee was accompanied by several refreshing and delicious dishes, and Liu Qingxi enjoyed two bowls.
Afterward, she took a comfortable bath in a tub that was as tall as a person, dried her hair, relaxed for a while, yawned, climbed into bed, and fell asleep within three seconds.
After a good night's sleep, she woke up early the next day. After washing up and changing into the new clothes specially made for her by the Wen Family, she had a simple breakfast at the inn. After greeting Yang Yichen, she boarded the carriage and set off.
She was attending the Five-Year Architectural Symposium.
Early in the morning, the entrance of Ying Mansion was bustling with activity. Compared to the quietness of the previous day, today was indeed noisy.
By the time Liu Qingxi arrived, there were already more than ten carriages parked outside, waiting to enter.
As for why every meeting was held at Ying Mansion, it was partly due to Elder Ying's status in the industry and partly because Ying Mansion had a large construction area with a spacious reception hall.
Additionally, it helped save costs and avoid waste.
It proudly demonstrated that Elder Ying's reputation as a big shot in the industry was well-deserved.
Liu Qingxi's arrival caused those attending the meeting nearby to turn their heads in curiosity, most displaying puzzled expressions.
In such an important occasion and such a serious meeting, how could a young lady appear?
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