On the day Wang Jue was enthroned, many ministers sent people to send congratulatory gifts, in addition to the flowing water banquet in the village, but also to invite the ministers who had given gifts at home.

Wang Siyuan heard the news on the road and hurried back. With the help of enthusiastic villagers, the banquet was held three days later.

Cheng Yanjin entered the hall and saw the eldest grandson Wuji who was playing chess with Wang Jue, so he stopped doing it at once. He changed his clothes and rushed over, but he didn't expect the eldest grandson and old fox to be faster than him. scolded the eldest grandson Wuji in his heart for being shameless, people made an appointment to eat in the afternoon, what are you doing so early?

"Lord Eldest Sun, we live so close, why don't you wait for me to leave with Lao Cheng?

The eldest grandson Wuji raised his head and glared at Cheng Yanjin, and continued to watch the chess game. He lived near his house after eight lifetimes, and besides, didn't Cheng Yanjin come early? Cheng Biting Jin is a person, if you quarrel with him, others will not laugh at him, but will only laugh at you.

"General Cheng!"

Cheng Yanjin looked back, good guy, another group of civil officials walked in, and he suddenly felt a little isolated.

Wang Jue put down a chess piece and said to the eldest grandson Wuji: "There is a guest who comes to the door, how about we finish this game of chess another day?"

"Very good. "The eldest grandson Wuji asked Wang Jue to play chess, mainly to get closer to each other. He is the prince's uncle, Wang Jue is the prince's teacher, in the old fox's heart, everyone is their own people, and they should be close.

Moreover, in ancient times, it was important to use chess to explore strategies and look at character. The eldest grandson Wuji wanted to play chess to explore the bottom, but he didn't find out, but he was tired and sweaty. Wang Jue's chess path is mixed with a lot of later generations, and he only thinks that Wang Jue's Qi Feng is as weird as her people, and he doesn't play cards according to common sense.

"Mrs. Wang, I heard that your thatched pit is extraordinary, can I use it?"

Hearing Cheng Yanjin's words, the few civil officials who had just come in were a little embarrassed, they had just come out of the pit of others. Fortunately, Wang Jue's expression was not unusual, and she generously let Qingfeng lead the way for Cheng Yanjin.

Qingfeng couldn't help muttering in his heart, why do you have to squat in the pit first when you enter the door?

There is a reason for this matter, the day before yesterday, Wei Zheng started a war with the Shengshang, Li Shimin was furious and shouted: "I am the king of a country, and even the thatched pit used is not as good as those scholars in Suiyuan, how do you want to detain me?" Then everyone remembered the thatched pit in Suiyuan, and today the banquet was closed in Suiyuan, and they could only go to Wang Jue's house to find the thatched pit.

"On that day, the family teacher went to visit the sick in Cai Guogong's house and was attracted by the ink treasure hanging in the room. It's just that when I talked about the content of that word, I was afraid that Cai Guogong would be embarrassed, so the teacher didn't mention it in person. After returning home, the tutor has been thinking about the painting. Dare to ask Mrs. Wang, is that character from the hand of Mrs. Wang?" Yu Shinan knew that Chu Suiliang was going to Wang Jue's house for dinner today, so he asked him to ask about the words. Chu Suiliang also felt embarrassed when he asked about this, as if he was laughing at Du Ruhui or accusing Wang Jue, it was really difficult to speak.

There are not a few Wenchen who have the same idea as Chu Suiliang, and even the eldest grandson Wuji was instructed by Li Shimin to ask for words, but everyone has been embarrassed to speak. With Chu Suiliang taking the lead, everyone looked at Wang Jue expectantly.

"Cai Guogong took that painting away, I still have some spare works, why don't you pick a few and help me transfer them to Master Yu?" Wang Jue thought for a while, and added: "If Master Yu likes that painting that day, I have to write it now." ”

Chu Suiliang pretended not to see Wang Jue's eager eyes, and hurriedly said: "It's good to work in your spare time, it's good to work in your spare time..." ”

The onlookers saw that Wang Jue was so good at talking, and they also got up and begged for words. Great calligraphers are all temperamental, like Ouyang Xun and Yu Shinan, who would rather tear paper at home and play with nothing than leave too many works behind. The principle of inflating the value of things is applicable in all times.

Both civil and military officials followed Wang Jue's study. There's nothing polite to be polite, no one knows if Wang Jue will be so good at talking next time he asks for words!

Wang Jue has recently been practicing calligraphy with the system and earning points. There are a bunch of words in the study, and I don't know what to do with them. The works that can be left until now are all works that she is more satisfied with, and it is better to have someone than to throw it away.

I have to say that Datang officials often have a heart. Li Xiaogong, Du Ruhui and others also came to the door one after another with their families, and Wang Jue's already small study was packed to the top. Wang Jue, the master, was the first to be squeezed out of the study, and when she went in to check again, she found that the study was very clean, and everyone didn't even leave her a piece of paper.

thought that her study was small, and everyone changed to the hall to continue to share the spoils. Wang Jue practiced calligraphy with a lot of fonts that had not yet appeared in the Tang Dynasty, the so-called radish pickles have their own advantages, let's exchange them with each other.

Wang Jue was also relieved to see that everyone was attracted by calligraphy. These people are too noisy, but they can be considered quiet.

They stopped making a fuss, but someone made a fuss!

"Lady, the old lady is arguing with someone outside, go and take a look!"

"My mother?!" Wang Jue was surprised and confirmed with Zhou Zhi again.

Although Wang Li likes to show off, he doesn't keep the door open. But she is kind-hearted and very intelligent, how could she quarrel with others on such a day? Besides, the people invited to today's banquet are all acquaintances, and the villagers and scholars have always gotten along well with Wang Li's family, so how can they quarrel?

Wang Jue hurriedly walked out with the doubts in her heart, don't care what happens, you can't let her mother suffer!

Those who shared the spoils also hastened to hand over the spoils to their servants. After that, they followed Wang Jue and went out to see the excitement.

Wang Jue opened the door and heard a commotion. I saw that the Lu family was supporting the crying Wang Li family, and Fang Yiai was pushing a woman who was kneeling on the ground. Fang Xuanling was talking to a man with his head down, and if he looked closely, that man was not Wang Jue's cheap big brother!

Wang Siyuan also came from the other direction, and the aunt and nephew glanced at each other, both shaking their heads slightly, no one knew what was going on.

Wang Jue pulled Fang Yiai to his side, and the woman kneeling on the ground looked up at her. This person is not her femme fatale sister-in-law, who else could it be?

There are some things that Wang Jue can't say as a celebrity, Wang Siyuan took the lead in speaking: "Uncle, aunt is really interested, I don't come back to see my grandmother once for half a year, what is the trouble today?

Wang Jue glanced at Wang Siyuan approvingly. Although I don't know what's going on, it's better to start first and explain the relationship between the characters clearly, so as to save others from being confused by Wang Jia's family.

The Chinese people have a fine tradition of sympathizing with the weak. In all fairness, if Wang Jue didn't know the whole story, and saw today's scene, he would also think of it as a drama of a wicked mother-in-law bullying a bitter daughter-in-law.

Wang Jiashi crawled to Wang Jue's feet, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and burst into tears: "Sister, it is not easy for my father to write books, please return his works!

I'm going, it turns out that I'm here for the old lady?! What is her father's book! It's so shameless!!

Wang Jue was amused: "Sister-in-law is saying that your father is talented, and he didn't have any talent during his lifetime, all because I plagiarized his works after his death?"

Hearing Wang Jue's divine logic, my flexible brain was amused.

Wang Jue then asked, "Sister-in-law can you bring your uncle's book?"

As soon as Wang Jue asked, Wang Jiashi cried even more fiercely: "Woo... Those books were lost two years ago, the year you disappeared!"

"I was taken away by the kidnapper, and I instructed the kidnapper to steal your book, but sister-in-law means that?"

Wang Jue hates people like Wang Jia the most. Crying pear blossoms with rain, talking and stopping, ambiguous, as if he had suffered a great grievance, but in fact, he didn't say anything. When the lie is exposed, she only needs to say that others have misunderstood, and she can push the matter away.

"I didn't say that, I don't know, I don't know anything... I believe that my sister didn't mean it, it must have been someone else who instructed you, right? You tell your sister-in-law the truth, where did those books come from, and did your sister-in-law give you the hairpin?"

Wang Jia's family coaxed Wang Jue as the original owner, and it was okay not to mention the hairpin, but Wang Jue became angry when he mentioned these two words. Didn't the original owner sell it and torture it to death because of the hairpin? It seems that Wang Jiashi thought that she had picked up the book somewhere and published it under her own name, so she came to take advantage of it. After all, the original owner is really limited in talent and learning, and it is normal for Wang Jia's to guess like this.

"My sister-in-law came to my house and cried, saying that I had stolen my uncle's book and had not been able to produce evidence. I've been writing a book lately, and I don't want to be my uncle's posthumous work after the new book is published. ”

"Hahaha, that woman, tell Lao Cheng what books your father has written. You don't know what your father wrote as a girl, do you?

Wang Jiashi said with a sad expression: "The "Three Character Classic" was written by my father, and he said that he was not in good health, and he was afraid that he would not be able to see my child born, so he left this book for me to raise my children. After speaking, he began to recite: "At the beginning of human beings, their nature is good, and their sex is similar...... ”

Cheng Yanjin is worthy of being a well-known person with thick and thin, and Wang Jue cast a grateful look at him. "The reason is really touching, and if it's true, it's a good story. It's a pity that a good story was made up to wronged people. Can anyone sue me for how many mistakes she has recited?"

The onlookers scrambled to answer: "Five places!"

"In just one book, the second nephew copied five mistakes. In the future, if my sister-in-law wants to calculate me, she will have to change someone to copy the book!"

Wang Baojin, who had just come back from his father-in-law's house, also rushed over, he didn't say anything, and gave Wang Baozhu two punches when he came up. "That's how you are the eldest brother? My sister has suffered so much, and you still help your daughter-in-law to wronged her?"

Wang Baozhu replied: "I can't read either, my father-in-law did leave a book for your sister-in-law..." ”

Wang Siyuan, who left halfway just now, took a little Langjun of the same age and returned, and the little Langjun was still holding a bunch of bamboo slips in his hand: "The eldest aunt's book was indeed lost, and the second brother took the book and exchanged it with Wang Yu for candy to eat." Fortunately, Wang Yu still kept these books, and the village elders came to recognize them, but they were Mr. Jia's handwriting?"

The villagers of good deeds hugged the village chief Wu and squeezed forward, he was literate, and he happened to recognize the handwriting of the old man Jia.

"That's right, it's Jia Gucheng's handwriting. ”

Yes, no one needs to sum it up, things are already very clear. Everyone looked at Wang Jue sympathetically, how could such an unlucky relative be put on the stall? The civil official with good deeds stepped forward to pick up the bamboo slips and found that they were just some Mao poems on them, and they all threw them away boringly after reading them.

"The house is restless! It's all the fault of the old body, I didn't teach my son well, so I made everyone laugh!" Wang Li was so angry that she had angina just now, and as the matter was clarified, she also relieved herself and quickly apologized to everyone.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, especially those with a big business, and everyone has several genetically modified species. Hearing Wang Li say this, the family members brought by those ministers rushed over to comfort her.

Wang Jue and Wang Baojin, father and son, were also busy apologizing to the ministers and onlookers. After everyone finished greetings, and then looked at the place where Wang Baojin and Wang Jiashi had just stayed, the couple had long since disappeared. Everyone was dumbfounded, crying and laughing!