Chapter 864: Excellent character, but poor chess skills

At this moment, the word "get out" was like a savior. Everyone did not dare to delay for fear of offending Xu Yu, and turned around and left without saying a word.

But when they hurried out, they found that several ladies of the Xu family had also come.

Mrs. Xie, who was granted the title of Imperial Noble, stood among them, looking at the Sang family members expressionlessly and said coldly, "You are not allowed to cause trouble for my daughter."

"I will fight anyone who dares to bring bad luck to my daughter!"

Second Aunt Xu seemed to have not expected that Madam Xie could still be so stubborn. She laughed and clapped her hands, "Oh, this should have happened a long time ago."

"But it's not to the point of risking our lives."

Second Aunt Xu brushed her sleeves and walked forward, saying with a smile, "The mistress of the Xu family, the Madam Protector of the Nation personally appointed by His Majesty, our Xia Xia is a royal decree from the court and receives a salary from the court."

"Anyone who messes with her is messing with the entire Xu family. As elders, we will go and seek justice for her."

He doesn't chase dogs into dead ends, and he doesn't kill them all. That's the dignity of Sang Zhixia.

The elders don't care about this.

Mrs. Sang once again realized that Sang Zhixia's status in the Xu family was extraordinary. After a moment of silence, she said calmly, "You two are right."

"We will remember your kindness and fulfill our duties."

"That would be best."

Xu Wenxiu had been troubled by the harassment from her former friends and relatives recently, and she had no good words for them: "My daughter-in-law has a good temper, but my son doesn't."

"Everyone, please think carefully about what you do in the future, and don't cause trouble for others."

"Show him off."

The Sang family came in a grand procession and attracted a lot of attention when they left.

But Mrs. Sang really managed to control her own and others' mouths, and within the next day, the tone of speech in Kyoto had changed.

Sang Zhixia's reputation for letting bygones be bygones spread far and wide, and he spoke so seriously that it seemed like it was true. Sang Zhixia herself just found it funny.

"I'm too lazy to argue simply because I think it's unnecessary. What does it have to do with whether I'm kind or not?"

If the Sang family is still as strong as before, then she will have to compete with them until one side is defeated, so as to resolve the many grudges from the past.

Because of the change of positions, the opponent will definitely target you at all costs.

Nowadays, who has nothing better to do than to tease the ants at their feet?

After careful consideration, Sang Zhixia put down the chess piece and said absentmindedly, "Besides, they are too reckless."

"I keep pestering you, and it makes me look petty for no reason."

Mrs. Sang has been proud and arrogant all her life, and it is impossible for her to sincerely beg for mercy and admit defeat.

Whether the whole family comes to apologize or they kowtow and admit their faults, these are all obvious ways for people to survive.

Even though Sang Zhixia had a big prejudice against this man, he had to admire him for being so bold.

Such a person knows that there is no hope for him to rise again and settle old grudges with Sang Zhixia. He will only become more cautious in the days to come and will never take any risks.

There was no need for her to think too far ahead about things that hadn't happened yet; it was a complete waste of energy.

The old man looked at the black and white chessboard and said with a mixture of satisfaction and emotion, "His character is excellent, but it's a pity that his chess skills are quite poor."

Sang Zhixia: "..."

Uncle Xu sighed: "Girl, it's been so many years."

"I've been playing chess with the old man for so many years, but how come I'm still such a bad player?"

Sang Zhixia held the chess pot and said dryly, "Grandfather, Third Uncle."

"You know I'm a terrible chess player, yet you still insist on playing chess with me? Aren't you just trying to make fun of me?"

"But who made you the one with the most unexpected moves?"

Uncle Xu suppressed his laughter and said, "You are the funniest chess player in the whole family."

Sang Zhixia had a bitter face and didn't want to talk, but Uncle Xu who was watching urged her: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's your turn."

"Let me see if you can do a few more moves. I haven't been this happy in a long time."

Sang Zhixia held his breath and played the entire game, and even laughed when he collected the pieces.

"I sometimes think about it. They say a gentleman must master the six arts. But I'm such a bad chess player. What if my child becomes like me someday?"

The old man took a sip of tea slowly and said unceremoniously, "From my observation, Nuonuo and Yuanbao should not look alike."

Sang Zhixia was a beat slow in collecting the chess pieces and let out a confused "ah".

The old man said strangely, "He has a very good talent. He is even more intelligent than Yu'er was when he was a child. There is no need to worry about dying too early."

Sang Zhixia was hit hard again and completely lost the desire to speak. Uncle Xu happily took her seat and said, "By the way, I heard from your Aunt San that you're not willing to rest even though you're staying at home. Have you been planning to grow some land recently?"

"What's that word? Improve the soil?"

Sang Zhixia was finally put down from the chessboard and was very content. Even with her big belly, she didn't feel tired and held the teapot to serve as a servant to the two people who were fighting on the chessboard.

She put the teacup in place before saying, "That's what happened."

"The grain I released in the royal city was abundant. I looked at the grain sent here and compared it with the grain sent from the northwest. I found some potential areas and wanted to give it a try."

Although these grains were all grown by Sang Zhixia, due to the completely different soil and climate between the two, there were also significant differences in the finished products after the second generation of cultivation.

The finished products with huge differences in water and soil conditions can be overlapped and cultivated again. Sang Zhixia himself cannot tell whether the final result will be good or bad.

But she wanted to try.

However, there is a lot of wind and sand in Kyoto, the naturally cultivated land is not as fertile as that in the northwest, and the climate is not as good as that in Lingnan.

Before making a formal attempt, Sang Zhixia wanted to improve the soil quality while farming was not possible in winter.

The old man agreed, "If you want to try it, go ahead and give it a try. Don't be afraid of disappointing results. It's better to do something than nothing."

Sang Zhixia has achieved his current status but he still remembers his original intention and cares about the well-being of the people. This kind of pioneering spirit is very rare.

Uncle Xu said with a smile: "Even if it's serious business, there's no need to rush."

"Don't you see your current situation? Even if you mark out the land, can you actually get to the fields?"

Sang Zhixia touched his nose and explained, "There's no rush."

"I've just outlined it roughly, but the specific details will have to wait and be finalized."

When talking about things in the fields, Sang Zhixia would talk a lot more than usual.

Uncle Xu listened patiently to the general idea and couldn't help laughing at the end.

"You're already a lady of the imperial family, yet you don't think about where the exquisite hairpins and jewelry are made, or whose fabrics are used to tailor beautiful clothes. You're only concerned about the three acres of land. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by other ladies if you tell others about it?"

"What's so funny about this?"

Sang Zhixia said nonchalantly, "It's fine for me to do what I want to do. I know how to do it, so it's right."

As for what others want to say, what does it have to do with her?