After the first assistant's wife is reborn

"it is good!"

"so amazing!"

"Good trick!"

Then it was the turn of the sons of the aristocratic family. Zhou Wei'an, the eldest son of Dingyong Hou's family, appeared first. I saw him calmly throwing seven bamboo arrows, and they all hit the target. He couldn't help being in a good mood. At that time, it was a pity that the bamboo arrow hit the mouth of the pot and missed, so he pursed his lips regretfully.

In fact, for these gentlemen, this simple little game of throwing pots can be called "easy and effortless" for men who have only practiced riding and archery. In comparison, there is not so much to see.

It's just that it's always better to compare yourself, to compare your reputation.

Therefore, it is more difficult to throw the pot again.

So, all the young masters took turns to cast one and two, and lost the previous hundred hits. However, there were also two young masters who both hit the ball.

When the last one was Min Yun's second elder brother, Min Zhen, unlike everyone else who took two arrows at once, they saw him holding three bamboo arrows from the pot. When they saw him, everyone thought he was too lazy to take it many times, and only took it together. It was convenient for the next shot in his hand, but he straightened his body, glanced at the copper pot a few feet away, and then made a strong shot with his hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

It was all three in one round!
The eight bamboo arrows were hit three times, and he was the first one.

Apart from Min Zhen's younger sister Min Yun, Xia Sichan's master and servant are also not surprising.

Since she was a child, Min Yun knew that her second brother disliked the trouble of throwing bamboo arrows one by one, so she innovated the technique of throwing bamboo arrows one by one.

Xia Sichan thought the same way with him.

The crowd was stunned for a moment, but whoever took the lead clapped their hands afterwards, and a series of applause resounded in the pavilion.

"Young Master Min is too powerful!"

"Good trick!"

Needless to say, the prize went to Xia Sichan and Min Zhen.

What happened during the day can't be hidden from Wei Ziqian. When he was in Zangshu Pavilion, a talkative palace man brought the news from Zixia Palace to Zangshu Pavilion, and he heard his colleagues say to him: "Mrs. , The technique of throwing pots is really amazing."

After Wei Ziqian heard this, Hao Ran was also in his heart.

He could only nod his jaw: "Hehe, where, where!"

In fact, the curved corners of his lips betrayed his mood, it was an expression of pride for his little wife.

Knowing that my little wife is going to participate in the pot throwing competition held by the empress last night, I thought that my little wife's skills are not as good as others, so I comforted her: "The most important thing is to participate."

Hey!
I never thought that the little wife is a real person who doesn't show her face.

I don't know how many unknown surprises she still has waiting for him to discover
Therefore, Wei Ziqian, who works in the Cangshu Pavilion, ever since he learned that his little wife won the first place in the pot, the corners of his lips curled up a little. No matter who talked to him, he was in a good mood.

Colleagues were amazed, when did Mr. Shoufu, who was always cold and majestic, become so talkative?
Wei Ziqian's good mood lasted until he returned to Fengyang Pavilion to see his wife and children.

Xia Sichan asked Shiju to take out the set of red coral jewelry and show it to Wei Ziqian as if offering a treasure.

"Well, not bad, it's really pretty."

This sounds like perfunctory.

Wei Ziqian said inwardly that he had several sets of red coral jewelry in his private treasury that were as beautiful as this one, and he had never seen her so happy.

Like the roundworm in Wei Ziqian's stomach, Xia Sichan smiled and said, "Master, how can this set of red coral look as good as the jewelry in the storeroom at home? It's just that Chan'er fought for it with her strength, so Chan'er is happy!"

Wei Ziqian was guessed by her, and said coyly: "This set of red coral jewelry is very beautiful, and it matches Chan'er's complexion very well."

"Hey, I know that Xianggong agrees with me."

Xia Sichan happily put the red coral jewelry into a black lacquer inlaid mother-of-pearl gold flat box.

"Sir, are you free recently?" Xia Sichan sat in front of the dressing table and asked Wei Ziqian who was helping her remove the hairpin.

Wei Ziqian helped her remove a pomegranate flower tree gold hairpin, looked at the person in the mirror and replied, "What's the matter with Chan'er, I will spare time for my husband to accompany you."

"Sir, I want to go to the Qinglong Temple to worship the Bodhisattva." Xia Sichan also raised her small face, and said with her beautiful water eyes meeting his star eyes.

Now that you have come to Qinglong Mountain, how can you not go to the famous Qinglong Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha?

Xia Sichan didn't believe in Buddhism very much in her previous life, but since she was reborn, she has a little reverence for the gods.

As for asking for a lottery, it is not necessary, not to mention feeling a little uneasy, deeply afraid that the secret of being reborn will be discovered by the eminent monk.

How to explain to Xianggong then?
What would he think of her?
Therefore, she went to the Qinglong Mountain Temple this time purely to worship the Buddha, and just add some sesame oil money to the Bodhisattva.

"Okay, I will accompany you to Qinglong Temple to worship the Buddha in the morning for my husband." Wei Ziqian agreed with a nod of his jaw.

When the first emperor was alive, almost all the ministers accompanying him would go to Qinglong Temple to worship the Bodhisattva.

Especially for marriages related to children, it is even more necessary to add some money; ask for a signature or something.

It is said that the lottery of Qinglong Temple is the most spiritual.

Therefore, the family of officials and family members who are far away in the capital will come all the way to ask for a visa to go back in order to feel at ease.

In addition, if someone or something goes wrong at home, they will come to Qinglong Temple to pray to the Buddha and pray for the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

It really complied with the words of "no mold, no belief" and "hugging Buddha's feet temporarily".

Not only the ministers who followed him, but every time the late emperor came to the Qinglong Mountain Palace, he would bring his concubines to pay respects.

Chen Xiao didn't plan to go, but Cui Xin wanted to ask for a signature or something.

Chen Xiao remembered that Wei Ziqian's secret investigation into the tiger's appearance was man-made, so he became cautious.

I don't want Cui Xin to go to Qinglong Temple, I am afraid of mistakes.

In addition, she is still pregnant, let alone put her in danger.

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The next day, after the morning court, Wei Ziqian went to the emperor's study in the east hall of Zangshuge to ask for an audience.

Yuan Bao quickly bowed and went in to report: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is asking to see you."

There is only one "Prime Minister" to report, needless to say Wei Ziqian.

There were four Dukes of the State before, and a British Duke was beheaded, and now there are three left.

Besides, the prime minister has real power in his hands.

Duke of the state is just a title, if there is no real power, it is just a display.

However, this is the emperor's greatest gift to his courtiers. The monstrous wealth cannot be underestimated, and it is hereditary.

"Xuan."

Yuan Bao came out with his fat body upside down again and said with a grin, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please." After speaking, he bowed and turned sideways to make way.

"Well, Mr. Yuanbao." Wei Ziqian nodded to Yuanbao and said politely.

"Hey, you're welcome, Grandpa and Miscellaneous." Yuan Bao's two eyes, which had been reduced due to obesity, narrowed into a straight line at this moment.

Wei Ziqian adjusted his attire, dressed in the official uniform of the court, the traveling crown and the leather belt with gold hooks, which set off his solemn demeanor, stepped into the threshold and walked towards the emperor.

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Sure enough, Xia Sichan won No.1 in women's pitching pot.