From the bottom of his heart, he took it for granted that men had a group of wives and concubines, and that keeping a woman alone was a great gift or even sacrifice, so what was the point of being together.

thought that after this incident, it would be very embarrassing for the two to meet again, but the next day Xuanji found that it seemed that she was the only one who took this matter to heart, Zhao Jianshen's attitude was as usual, and the people who knew that she had gone to the backyard for a banquet never mentioned it. Even Ke'er was obviously full of curiosity, but she couldn't bear to say half a word, but her eyes were full of grief and incomprehension.

Everything returned to the original point, and the Mid-Autumn Festival passed away in a flash.

It's just that Zhao Siyuan is not easy to appease, and it took Xuanji a lot of effort to get this awkward child to forgive her—including showing off her miserable piano skills to prove her innocence.

The court musician who performed that night was invited to come to the palace by chance to teach the female piano skills, and Xuanji was of course reluctant to go to the backyard to join in the fun, but the musician admired Xuanji very much, and often opened a small stove to guide Xuanji in playing the piano.

This musician's surname is Lian Mingtao, he is a typical music idiot, and he is very interested in the strange music songs in Xuanji's mind, and Xuanji is also happy to be nostalgic and homesick through his performance, so the old and the young become old friends. Every time Lian Tao went to the palace to teach the ladies and dependents, he would go to Tingsongju to drink tea.

Knowing that Lian Tao would come this day, Xuanji finished things early and returned to Tingsongju, and heard familiar music in front of the courtyard gate, which was "Sirius" played by Ma Qin, Ma Qin is similar to the modern erhu, Xuanji has always disliked the miserable tune of the erhu babbling, but after hearing this "Sirius" by chance, his view of the erhu has completely changed. A while ago, he found a horse piano brought by Lian Tao, and Xuanji immediately used the piano to cover up the tune of "Sirius" once, and asked him to write it down and play it on the horse piano.

Walking into the courtyard, sure enough, Lian Tao was playing in the courtyard, and Ke'er and Zhang's mother listened fascinated by it.

Because the two sons will return to the palace at the end of this year to report on their work, Zhang's mother will stay in the palace until the New Year's Festival, and Zhao An's family will also go to the palace to reunite before the New Year's Festival. Zhang's mother has not served in the capital palace for a long time, and Zhao Jianshen did not deliberately arrange her work during this time, so Zhang's mother only assisted her father Zhang Qiaoyu in handling official affairs, and usually visited Xuanji when she had nothing to do.

After the song was finished, Xuanji, Zhang's mother and Ke'er applauded vigorously, which was really wonderful.

Xuanji admired: "Mr. Lian is really amazing, if I play it with the piano so nondescriptly, you can play it better than I have ever heard in my impression." ”

Lian Tao himself was quite satisfied, and said with a smile: "Xuanji, don't be too humble, you have made rapid progress in the past half a month, and you are only slightly inferior to Mrs. Peony in terms of piano skills alone, if you talk about the meaning of the piano, only Wang Ye and Mr. Zhang can be comparable to Xuanji in the palace." ”

"Mr. Lian, if you praise me like this, I will be complacent, hehe." Xuanji smiled happily.

"Humph! What is the meaning of the thing, people casually praise you so proud! Zhao Siyuan swaggered into the courtyard.

Zhang's mother, Lian Tao and Ke'er hurriedly got up and saluted, Xuanji turned around and grimaced, and scolded with a smile: "It's normal for children to not understand, adults talk, you play while you play." ”

Zhao Siyuan was furious and jumped in front of Xuanji: "I look taller than you, you are only three years older than me, what are you pretending to?!" ”

Xuanji is not afraid of this paper tiger: "Growing tall or age doesn't mean anything, you are naïve, and you are still a child when you are fifty years old, haha!" ”

Zhao Siyuan laughed angrily: "I know why you are pretending to be older than me, don't you just want to marry my father and be my stepmother?" Hum! ”

"Wow, don't scare me, I want to have a stupid son like you, and have the face to go out to meet people?" Will Xuanji with a poisonous tongue lose to such a pampered ancient child?

It was not the first time that the other three had seen them meet and quarrel, and although they were used to seeing each other, they couldn't help but sweat in their hearts for Xuanji's bold and rude remarks. Zhao Siyuan is a famous little overlord in Zhao Wangye's mansion, except for Zhao Jianshen, Zhang Qiaoyu, and Zhang Ma, who can control him, everyone else retreats when they bump into him, Xuanji and him not only never flinch, but also squeaks and squeaks angrily every time.

Having said that, it is only Xuanji who can not take Zhao Siyuan's identity as the prince of the palace seriously, there are no peers in the palace who are equivalent to Zhao Siyuan's status, Zhao Wangfu's family education is extremely strict, Zhao Siyuan's daily contact is either servant subordinates or elders, and the children of several Beijing nobles are also old-fashioned people who follow the rules, which directly leads to Zhao Siyuan's low actual combat ability in small things such as bickering and playing.

Zhao Siyuan was still arguing, but Mama Zhang patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "My little prince, Xuanji is deliberately angry with you, you are still serious, who doesn't know that your literary and martial arts are the best among the young generation in the capital?" ”

Zhao Siyuan had a bad attack on Zhang's mother, who had brought him up since he was a child, and turned his face away angrily. In Xuanji's eyes, he looks like a child who can't eat candy.

Xuanji thought of tomorrow's plan and felt that she couldn't offend this kid too much, so she smiled and said, "How about I play a tune for you and get on fire?" ”

Zhao Siyuan snorted: "I want it fresh!" ”

"Okay, I promise you haven't heard of it!" Xuanji said briskly.

Xuanji played a folk song "Shandandan Blossoming Red Yanyan" that she had secretly practiced for a long time, the music was lively and lively, Xuanji deliberately sped up the rhythm, which made people feel better after listening to it.

Lian Tao praised: "It sounds like a folk song and slang, but it is festive and cheerful." Not bad! Xuanji, you have a lot of new tunes in your head! ”

Xuanji said proudly: "Won the prize!" ”

Turning his head to see that Zhao Siyuan was also in a good mood, Xuanji took the opportunity to say his plan for tomorrow: "I don't have to go to the silver building tomorrow, I want to go out and have a look, buy something, Xiaoyuan, you are most familiar with the capital, see where you can buy these things?" ”

Xuanji said and handed over a list.

Zhao Siyuan took a look at it and said in a speechless manner: "Why do you want these strange things!" I'll help you find it, you better not go out, in case you get lost or get into trouble with some messy people, and make my father angry, I can't bear it. ”

Xuanji said: "I'll find someone to accompany me, I won't get lost, besides, where do I have any messy people?" You're really good at talking nonsense. ”

"Do you remember the guys we saw at the restaurant last time? Do you know who the one is taking the lead? Zhao Siyuan snorted.

Xuanji thought about it for a moment: "There are a few people, but I don't have much impression, are those people important?" Didn't we reconcile in the end? ”

"What kind of reconciliation, those bastards have taken a fancy to you, and they are asking everywhere who you are from Zhao Wangfu, and the one who took the lead is Mo Zongjian, the son of the Prime Minister of Finance."

"Little Prince!" Zhang's mother listened to Zhao Siyuan's unobstructed words, and hurriedly reminded her. After thinking about it, he asked Lian Tao: "Lord Lian, how is this Mo Zongjian's style evaluation?" I thought to myself, if it's good, Xuanji can think about it.

"Mama Zhang!" Before Lian Tao could reply, Zhao Siyuan interrupted angrily: "It doesn't matter what he is, Xuanji is his father's!" ”

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