There is a Wangfu wife at home

Chapter 519 (Second update)
Qin Xi narrowed his eyes, "..."

Qin Lin continued, "When the King of Pu'an County was in Lin'an City, he was so simple and kind. After visiting Yuezhou, he became black-bellied and ruthless. Obviously, it was Li Jiaoniang who instigated him to fight against uncle."

Qin Xi didn't have any scheming, his brain nerves were straight.

Being provoked at will, Qin Xi immediately felt that this must be the case.

He narrowed his eyes, "From your analysis, it's probably true."

"Uncle is angry with you because of this." Qin Lin'er said coldly, "So, uncle still let Li Jiaoniang and Luo Cheng have fun?"

Qin Xi flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, "Of course not, but I don't have any good ideas to deal with them right now."

"..."

"Beat them face to face. If someone sees me, won't I suffer if I get sued by them? I can't think of a way to teach them a lesson secretly. Do you have a way?"

Qin Lin'er was proud, "Of course there is. After the banquet starts, uncle can offer advice and ask them to perform their talents."

"..."

"Aren't they the adoptive parents of Prince Pu'an? To be able to be a foster parent, one must have extraordinary skills. Uncle, let them show their skills."

Qin Xi blinked, "How can this be considered revenge? If they are really capable, won't they be rewarded by the government? No, no, no, this is not a good idea."

Qin Lin'er looked down on Qin Xi even more in her heart, how could there be such a stupid person?
"Uncle, those two are just country people, how can they know any talents? Such as calligraphy, such as the rhythm of the piano, such as sword dancing, such as Cuju, whatever they don't know can make them a joke for everyone." Qin Lin son said.

Qin Xi narrowed his eyes, "Cuju is an outdoor competition, and there is no way to show off your skills in this hall. We will talk about it in the future, but you can talk about the rhythm of the piano and calligraphy."

Qin Xi chuckled.

He has no other skills, but he is good at calligraphy. He was forced to write by his father since he was a child. He has been writing for more than [-] years. Although he has not become a master, he is still well-known in Lin'an City.

Qin Xi was very confident in his own handwriting.

As for the qin, even if he plays it randomly, he is better than the women surnamed Luo and Li.

Those two were born in poor families, can they afford a piano?
Have you ever seen Qin?

Qin Lin'er said again, "Uncle, the best thing we Qin family can do is calligraphy. Uncle's calligraphy was used as a model by the officials to order everyone in Song Dynasty to follow suit."

"..."

"Uncle's handwriting has been rewarded many times by officials, why did uncle forget?"

Where did Qin Xi forget?
What he is most proud of is the characters of their old Qin family.

The world calls it Qinzi.

Nationwide imitation.

It's all because the candidates' words are written in all kinds of messes every year, and they can't make sense of it.There are also officials' words, all kinds of flamboyance, which is a headache to read.

His father, Qin Hui, invented a typeface, with horizontal and vertical hooks, and each stroke is neat and tidy, which is convenient for reading.

He got the true biography of his father, and was praised by many people.

He didn't believe it, that pair of bumpkins could write better than him?
Qin Yu rubbed his hands like a fly, and smiled triumphantly, "Yes, yes, it's like this, it's like writing, hahaha, I want them to lose face!"

Qin Lin'er blinked, and began to suggest again, "Uncle, it's not interesting to just compete, but it would be more interesting if you win the lottery. For example, betting tens of thousands of money?"

Qin Xi squeezed his chin and smiled proudly, "Yes, yes, bet on the lottery. Hmph, I lost [-] coins last time, and I must win it back this time!"

Qin Lin'er bowed to Qin Xie, "Na Lin'er wishes uncle a complete victory."

Qin Xi laughed happily, "Hahaha, if I win money, I will give you a big red envelope, ten times bigger than last year's red envelope!"

Last year, Qin Lin'er got a Chinese New Year red envelope of [-] guan from Qin Xi, and if she gave ten times more this year, it would be [-] guan.

Qin Lin'er was overjoyed and saluted again, "Lin'er thank you uncle in advance."

"Well, let's go, I've entered the hall, you can wait for the good news." Qin Xi patted his belly, and happily walked into the hall.

Qin Lin'er curled her lips and went elsewhere.

But instead of going home, he went to play with the concubines in the palace.

Today's palace banquet, only the queen and queen mother attended in the harem.

The little concubines have no chance to participate.

Empress Wu was jealous, so where would it be for the other concubines to show up?

One by one are sitting around the stove chatting boringly to pass the time.

Gaozong couldn't have sex, and the lives of the concubines can be described as bleak.

Those who have a natal family will collect some money from the palace and send it to their natal family, so that their natal family will flourish.

Those who don't have a family, eat and wait to die, eat and drink.

They can't go out of the palace, unless Emperor Gaozong dies, Empress Wu is kind enough to let them go out.

But at present, there is no sign of Gaozong's death at all, so let's eat, drink, and play.

What they play is nothing more than guessing characters, drinking orders and the like.

Qin Lin'er often went to the palace with her mother and cousin Wang Shi, and got to know the concubines by heart.

Now, she walked into a nearby palace and went to play with the concubines.

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In the main hall, Qin Xi clamored to perform, and those who flattered the Qin family immediately joined in.

Emperor Gaozong was happy, and immediately responded, "Sure. From all the families here, please recommend one person to come out, whether it's dancing, singing, or sword dancing. It doesn't matter what talent you have, as long as it is lively."

After getting permission, Qin Xing was happy, glanced at Li Jiaoniang and Luo Cheng, thanked her, and sat down.

Empress Wu saw this scene.

She slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and smiled at Gaozong, "Officials, it's a bit boring to just perform, why not bring some color?"

Gao Zong was happy, and said with a smile, "What's the queen's opinion?"

Empress Wu smiled and said, "It's just a performance, everyone will definitely not show their real skills, why don't we add some prizes and have a competition?"

"..."

"The loser wins the lottery, and the winner gets the lottery. In addition, if the winner is particularly good, I will reward you separately."

It's like gambling.

Those who have that skill in their body immediately raised their heads happily, eager to try.

There are those who know nothing, with a tangled face.

Gao Zong smiled and said, "That's very good, sure."

Empress Wu said the details.

For example, the singing group, the dancing group, the men's sword fighting group, and the juggling group.

There is also an instrumental group.

Qin Yu yelled, "I'll try to write."

Someone laughed lightly, because Qin Xi knew nothing but writing.Laugh at him for being a piece of shit.

There were also people who looked insecure, afraid that Qin Yu would pull him into a writing competition.

Empress Wu smiled and said, "That's not bad. I heard that everyone in the prime minister's mansion can write. Today is a feast for the eyes."

Zhao Shicheng frowned, compared to writing?It's the first time I've seen you.

However, Mrs. Hengyang became interested and looked at Qin Xi expectantly.

Qin Xi said at this time, "I heard that the adoptive father and mother of Prince Pu'an are masters of calligraphy, and I am willing to compete with the two of you."

Li Jiaoniang narrowed her eyes, which bastard said that she is a master?

Luo Cheng's handwriting is good, but he is not a master. She doesn't know that there must be many masters of calligraphy in the Song Dynasty.

For example, Gao Zong, who is aloof, his father also invented the Shoujin style, and Qin Hui invented Qin style characters. Later generations hated him and changed them to Song style characters.

What the Song Dynasty could do best was Ci, the second was painting, and the third was calligraphy.

He has no ability to guard the country, but he is like a cloud of masters when it comes to literature.

Li Jiaoniang was worried about Luo Cheng, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Luo Cheng, are you okay?"

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Try it."

Li Jiaoniang was a little worried, "What if we lose? I suspect that Qin Xi did it on purpose."

Qin Xie did all kinds of bad things in Yuezhou City. She and Luo Cheng caught Qin Xie and punished him.

Is this guy trying to avenge himself?
Hearing their whispers, Zhao Cong turned his head and said, "Mother, you just said that in life, what you do is either success or failure. How can you be afraid of failure and refuse to move forward?"

Li Jiaoniang was taken aback by what she said.

This child, in turn, educated her?

Luo Cheng said, "That's right, Jiao Niang, isn't it just a competition? If you don't try, you'll look even more useless. I'm not a waste."

Li Jiaoniang's eyes flickered slightly, and she said with a smile, "I have another idea."

Zhao Cong and Luo Cheng looked at her together.

"Jiaoniang, what's your idea?" Luo Cheng asked.

"I will compete with you, and I will play the pipa to help out." Li Jiaoniang said with a smile.

Luo Cheng frowned, "It's better not to, it's too noisy. I don't care, I'm afraid that others won't be able to bear the sound."

Once, when he was wandering around Yuezhou City with Li Jiaoniang, they came across an instrument shop.

Li Jiaoniang was very interested in a pipa in the shop.

She impromptu played a piece of music, which shocked all the people nearby, and some even danced.

It's a magic sound!

(End of this chapter)