Tang Dynasty Little Godfather

Chapter 112 Standing on Tiptoes

Stockings!

Stockings again!

Although these stockings are a thicker version, they are not the kind Wang Xi originally designed. You can tell just by touching them that they are made of a blend of silk and wool or camel hair, and they are very thick. The only thing that reflects the thrifty and frugal style is that they are black.

In ancient times, black represented frugality and had nothing to do with sexiness.

But whether they're openwork or thick, they're still stockings!
What kind of father would constantly force his son to wear stockings?

Wang Xi's heart was in turmoil. If it weren't for Wang Shouyi's superb martial arts skills, which made it impossible for him to defeat him, he would have staged a folk version of the Xuanwu Gate Incident. He was on the verge of tears and said, "Father, I really don't like these stockings. In my opinion, they are for women, not men. Please don't force me. Ah—!"

Towards the end, he was practically rolling on the ground and throwing a tantrum.

Wang Shouyi knew perfectly well that he didn't like it, and he was too lazy to waste words with him: "If you don't like it, then don't wear it. Anyway, you're not going on stage to perform."

Wang Xi was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Wang Shouyi said, "Didn't Father just say that these are all costumes for the performers on stage?"

Wang Xi immediately gasped, wringing out a pair of stockings, "Can this be used as a costume?"

“Why not? These stockings are so convenient to wear.” Wang Shouyi said, “When you perform on stage in the future, wear these stockings, and I guarantee your dance steps will become even more exquisite.”

"I don't believe you! You old rascal, you're really wicked." Wang Xi said, both amused and exasperated, "Father, if I may ask, why do you always keep this on your mind?"

Wang Shouyi asked in bewilderment, "I just don't know what His Majesty likes about you, kid."

Wang Xi shook his head and said, "I don't know either." But in his heart he thought, "Aren't you envious?"

"you."

Wang Shouyi was so angry that he grabbed Wang Xi and pulled him close, whispering, "You brat, can't you even understand this? His Majesty loves your opera, and he also loves these stockings. Combining the two is like doubling the love. How could His Majesty not be happy?"

Wang Xi then realized, "So, all this time you were trying to flatter me!" He said earnestly, "Father, striving for progress is not about pandering to others or being obsequious."

Snapped!
"Ouch!"

Wang Xi covered his head, his teeth almost grinding to powder. At this moment, he would rather kneel down.

Wang Shouyi said angrily, "You're allowed to pander to His Majesty and make him happy, but your father can't? That's outrageous! Let me tell you, you have to wear these stockings whether you want to or not."

Damn it! This illiterate guy is terrifying, always going astray. I'm really impressed. But when it comes to flattery, can you beat me? Damn it! Wang Xi dared not speak out, his head was so sore he couldn't straighten up, he could only nod and say, "Your son understands."

Wang Shouyi's expression softened a bit. "That's more like it."

Half an hour later.

Li Jieman, wearing stockings and with his large buttocks bulging, was seen pacing back and forth in the room. "I must say, these stockings are really comfortable to wear, and quite warm too. Hehe, I really like them."

Before Wang Xi could even explain, the fat man had already put the stockings on.

Wang Xi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Really? Then would you be willing to wear it?"

Li Jieman said, "Of course I'm willing. I never intended to take it off."

As he spoke, he began to wriggle his large buttocks and walk around the room.

Huangfu Sengnian rolled his eyes slightly and then said to Wang Xi, "Isn't this for women to wear?"

After all, he also had a preconceived notion.

Wang Xi sighed helplessly, "The current situation is like this: the kind of clothes women wear were invented by my Empress Aunt, while the kind men wear were invented by His Majesty. Don't ask me why, you just need to memorize it."

Huangfu Sengnian seemed to have thought of something and frowned slightly. "So, your father made us wear these stockings to please His Majesty."

Wang Xi nodded and said, "I finally managed to get him a job, but he came and tried to steal mine. Humph, does he even know how to flatter? It's infuriating!"

If His Majesty truly likes it in the future, then say it was my idea, but don't mention my father. If he doesn't like it, then it was my father who suggested it.

"Is this even allowed?" Wang Shuang's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but admire Wang Xi's audacity. "Brother Que, your father will kill you then."

Wang Xi chuckled and said, “If His Majesty likes me, he will protect me. Would he dare to kill me? Besides, I’m doing this for my father’s own good. Our father needs to do real work so that he can earn the respect of the ministers in the outer court. This flattery is something we have to do, because if we do it, it’s called filial piety, but if our father does it, he’s called a treacherous official. Our age is both a disadvantage and an advantage; it’s all about how we use it.”

Wang Shuang nodded and said, "What you said seems to make sense. I should treat my dad the same way from now on."

Huangfu Sengnian said, "If your father puts all his energy into this, how can he do that job well?"

"Actually, my father is very serious. The costume is secondary to what he came here for today. He mainly wanted to ask the master for advice, but I have already told him everything."

As he was talking, Wang Xi suddenly stared at Li Jieman's writhing buttocks without blinking.

"Ok?"

Li Jieman suddenly noticed Wang Xi's burning gaze and abruptly covered his buttocks, saying, "Brother Que, why are you staring at my butt?"

"what?"

Wang Xi was taken aback, looked up at Li Jieman, and immediately blushed, "Really?!"

He himself hadn't even realized it just now.

Li Jieman quickly shrank behind Wang Shuang, peeking out one head. "Brother Que, I didn't expect you to have this kind of fetish. I was just joking usually, don't take it seriously. I... I just like women."

Wang Xi wiped his sweat and said, "Xiaoman! It's a misunderstanding! It really is a misunderstanding! I was just thinking... just thinking."

Li Jie asked suspiciously, "What are you thinking about?"

Wang Xi said, "I'm thinking of a dance that might be very suitable for these stockings."

"What kind of dance?" Li Jieman was still not quite convinced.

Wang Xi said, "Take off your shoes first."

Li Jieman immediately shook his head vigorously, "If I take off my shoes in this weather, I'll freeze to death!"

Wang Xi simply picked up a blanket from the couch and threw it on the ground.

Li Jieman then took off his shoes and stepped onto the carpet. Wang Xi then said, "Stand on your tiptoes."

Li Jie stuck out his big buttocks.

"Toes, not buttocks."

I thought you liked it.

"Get out of here, you bitch."

Li Jieman then stood on tiptoe.

"Take two steps."

"Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta."

Li Jie tiptoed around like a crab, taking a few steps back and forth while keeping a rhythm in his mouth.

Wang Xi nodded and smiled, "It is indeed suitable. How come I didn't think of this before?"

Li Jie asked curiously, "What kind of dance is it?"

"You'll find out when the time comes," Wang Xi said.

Seeing his evasive behavior, Li Jieman couldn't help but say, "You're not trying to get close to your teacher again, are you?"

Wang Xi's eyes flashed as he heard this, and an exciting scene flashed through his mind. He thought to himself, "Yes! How come I didn't think of that? This is really going to be a windfall! Hahaha!"
Li Jieman saw that this guy was practically drooling, "I knew it."

"That's bullshit!"

Wang Xi quickly composed himself and said, "I want to be a favored minister, not a love saint. This dance is prepared for His Majesty. Think about it, the dance is His Majesty's favorite, and these stockings were created by His Majesty. The combination of the two will surely please His Majesty."

He secretly rejoiced. An Lushan was able to rise from a convict to a high-ranking official with just a Hu dance. I, Wang Xi, am not necessarily inferior to him. And I can also... hehehehe!

Seeing his cunning expression, Huangfu Sengnian couldn't help but say, "It seems you really have the potential to become a favored minister."

"Where is this?"

Wang Xi said, "I still have many tricks up my sleeve. In addition, I plan to open a few more workshops."

"Open a workshop?" Huangfu Sengnian asked.

Wang Xi nodded and said, "It's about researching rouge, eyebrow pencils, musical instruments, and improving these stockings—all things His Majesty loves. It can also help our father."

"How so?"

“What my father can offer now is his idea of ​​providing property for the people, and commerce is the key to that. If we have some workshops, we might be able to help our father. Even if it’s not a great help, it can at least prove that this theory is feasible.”

"Is it?"

Li Jie, recalling how this fellow had charmed the junior sisters in the dressing room, said, "Rouge and eyebrow pencil, are you trying to use them to please His Majesty or to please your teacher?"

Wang Xi asked, "Are these two things in conflict?"

Li Jieman blinked. "Brother Que, let's make up, okay? You teach me that makeup technique, and I promise I won't bother you and your teacher."

Wang Xi laughed, "What are you thinking? Why would I create a competitor for myself?"

Li Jie asked, "A hundred junior sisters? Can you handle that?"

Wang Xi said, "Then I'll teach you after I've picked out the leftovers!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jieman exchanged a glance with Wang Shuang, and the two immediately pounced on him.

"Damn it! It's that trick again! Oh no! I made a mistake! I was wrong!"

"To teach or not to teach, to teach or not to teach!"

"Teach me, teach me, I'll teach you, okay?"

Jiang Mansion.

A middle-aged man was seen pacing back and forth in the courtyard, glancing at the gate every now and then.

Suddenly, a voice was heard at the door: "The master has returned."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately strode out to greet him, "Uncle. How is it?"

This man was Li Linfu, and the one who had just returned was his uncle, Jiang Jiao.

Jiang Jiao glanced at him and smiled, "When we went to find the Yuan family, Ge Nu wasn't this nervous either."

Li Linfu said awkwardly, "Uncle, please don't make fun of Ge Nu."

Jiang Jiao smiled and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

"Yes."

The uncle and nephew entered the house.

Jiang Jiao sat down on the couch and said, "Don't worry about this. Prince Si Pu will still give me this much face."

Li Linfu was overjoyed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Uncle."

Jiang Jiao said, "But I also have a few words of advice for you."

Li Linfu said, "Uncle, please speak."

Jiang Jiao said earnestly, "Your uncle knows very well what you're planning. Not only will he not object, but he will support you. His Majesty is indeed very fond of that opera."

However, while Prince Si Pu is generally easy to get along with, he also has a somewhat scholarly air. If you offend him, he won't tolerate it and might say some very harsh things. You must remember this.

Li Linfu hurriedly said, "Genu was able to enter the Ministry of Rites this time entirely thanks to your help, Uncle. No matter how wicked Genu is, he will never make things difficult for you, Uncle."

Jiang Jiao nodded and said, "It's best that you know this."

(End of this chapter)