Chapter 117 Decathlon
Xu Wan closed her eyes and nodded, yes, yes, you are right for being arrogant.
It is for the sake of literary cultivation, not for the sake of reasoning.
Wenxiu walked so far with you just to treat you to two bowls of pear juice.
Xu Wan rolled her eyes in her heart, but on the surface she remained dignified and elegant.
"But seriously, if the game hadn't ended, how would you have solved the problem?" She was talking about the Princess Team's four-on-two situation.
Zong Jincheng exploded as soon as he stepped on her, and shouted in a noisy manner: "You keep mentioning it, you keep mentioning it, I haven't forgiven you yet, you are just turning your elbow outward, and teaching others to deal with me. Isn't it just a four-on-two situation? She can add people, but I can't? Do you think my brothers are all noobs?"
The kid was furious, but the solution was very clear.
Xu Wan raised her eyebrows and praised him: "Not bad, you can still think of a solution even when you are so angry. You really have the talent to be an official."
Zong Jincheng: “…”
The anger that had just arisen suddenly subsided, and he couldn't even control the corners of his mouth from rising.
The little devil said arrogantly: "Humph, you have good vision and can find the advantages of this young master. Let me tell you, the talent for being an official is far more than that. This young master has a talent for everything!"
Xu Wan: “…” You’re so bloated.
Zong Wenxiu laughed and said, "It seems that Auntie is teaching the princess, but in fact, she is training you. You didn't listen to my explanation just now and missed the truth."
Zong Jincheng looked at him suspiciously.
Is this fake? Is she helping Princess Eighteen for his own good?
Then why didn't she help him deal with the princess?
Oh yes, it must be because he is too powerful and the princess is too weak. If she helps him again, the Eighteenth Princess will be so angry that she will jump into the river.
At this time, Zong Jincheng finally realized that Zhaorong was a princess and a girl.
He glanced at Xu Wan, who still looked calm and composed, as if she didn't care at all whether he had misunderstood her.
Humph, forget it if you don't care. He doesn't want her to care about him either. Zong Jincheng snorted, clasped his arms across his chest, turned his head away and didn't look at her.
Childish ghost.
After Xu Wan complained in her heart, she ignored him.
When they arrived at the Marquis's residence, the servants had already prepared hot water and clean clothes, and took the two young masters to wash up.
Xu Wan returned to her own yard, and as soon as she sat down, she saw a letter on the table.
"Who sent this?" she asked Cuizhi.
Cuizhi shook her head and said, "I just came back with you, so I have to go ask the maids who stayed in the courtyard."
"Okay, go ask." Xu Wan said and went over to open the letter.
She first looked at the signature at the end, and it turned out to be the Crown Princess.
"Huh?"
Didn’t the Crown Princess go out for fun with the Crown Prince?
Why would you bother writing to her?
"Xu Wan, I heard your suggestion from Zhaorong a month ago. Your Highness and I thought it made a lot of sense, so we went on a trip together. In fact, Your Highness has been bedridden for a long time, and he is more depressed than me. My husband and I are very happy about this trip. We had given up hope, but we never thought that our child would actually come. The accompanying doctor has diagnosed the pregnancy, and asked me not to make it public for the first three months. But you are my benefactor, and I wanted to share it with you right away. I wrote this letter to express my gratitude."
After reading the letter, Xu Wan couldn't help but smile.
There is news in the East Palace.
"I really helped the Crown Princess."
She turned the letter over and over, making sure there was nothing else in it, then crumpled it into a ball.
Cuizhi came in from outside and said, "Madam, the maids said it was sent by someone from the East Palace. They didn't say anything and just left it."
Xu Wan smiled and replied, "I understand. Go light a candle."
"yes."
The candle lit, and she set the letter on fire, ensuring that no one else would see it.
A woman is most vulnerable in the first three months after conception. Given the Crown Princess's concerns, she probably didn't even tell Zhaorong.
Cuizhi was shocked when she saw her burning the letter from the Eastern Palace, but then she thought there might be some secret and she felt relieved.
After the letter was burned, Xu Wan asked, "How is my sister doing recently?"
Cuizhi wanted to laugh when she mentioned this. She replied, "I am competing with the wife of the Duke of Jin. Chen Yunyu wants to bring that prostitute into the mansion with a different identity, but Xu Lian'er disagrees, saying that she must be given the power of housekeeper. But the wife of the Duke of Jin has held power for many years and has several legitimate sons. How can she be willing to hand over a new bride to Xu Lian'er so easily? So the situation is still at a stalemate."
Xu Wan sighed and said, "Is the housekeeper's key so important? Liu fought for it, Xu Lian'er also fought for it, and now she can even accept the condition of being sisters with a prostitute..."
Xu Wan didn't know what she was thinking of, and she clasped her fingers tightly together. If she was the one marrying the Duke of Jin, she would probably rather divorce than tolerate that prostitute and mistress.
Cuizhi thought for a moment and said, "I think it's very important. Every new and old lady in the capital will face the handover of power. Some families are reasonable and will hand over power as long as the new bride gives birth to a legitimate son; some families are power-hungry and will not hand over power until the new bride becomes a mother-in-law. In short, no matter which one it is, it will be difficult for Xu Lian'er to get the power of housekeeper when she first enters the family."
In contrast, Xu Wan's acquisition of power was as smooth as a dream.
I don't know how the old marquis and the old lady decided to hand over power after only meeting her once.
Xu Wan heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Then let them fight. I just want some peace and quiet."
"Yes, let's just watch the show."
After taking a bath, the two children went to have lunch refreshed. At the dinner table, the little devil told Pan Hongzhi and Zhao Yin vividly how they slaughtered everyone on the Cuju field today.
As a new and talented actor, Pan Hongzhi immediately took the lead in applauding and praised sincerely, "Good! As expected of Jin Cheng, you are great at everything you do. You are so strong!"
Zhao Yin: “…”
You are acting so well that I can't tell whether it's real or fake.
The little devil immediately raised his tail proudly and boasted: "I can do a lot. Next time I'll take you to watch my horse racing. It's even better than playing Cuju!"
"Jincheng is an all-rounder!"
"Of course!"
The little devil lost himself in the praises, and was finally led by Pan Hongzhi to recite a few poems about horse racing. Only then did he realize that many celebrities also like horse racing.
Sure enough, great people all have common hobbies!
After dinner, Zong Jincheng dragged Zong Wenxiu to the large study room. Zhao Yin and Pan Hongzhi followed and found allusions and poems related to horse racing and Cuju for them, with the main theme of madly instilling knowledge in them when their hobbies were at their peak.
After being influenced by knowledge, the little devil felt that he had become stronger. He raised his head and clenched his fist with one hand, and said seriously: "I will write an article about my experience in Cuju in the next exam. Although Cuju is a physical sport, it is more of a mental sport and the application of intelligence. Only a genius like me can perfectly display the spirit of Cuju!"