For Aunt Zhou, Third Master Xue was weak-minded, unable to take the courage to teach this daughter of the former high official that he had tricked into coming to the capital.
An argument was quickly lost, and the master waved Xue Yao back to the house to rest, attempting to raise a white flag in this way, hoping that Aunt Zhou would calm down and stop revealing his old ways.
Chen immediately stepped forward to teach Aunt Zhou a lesson on behalf of the master: "You're a white-eyed wolf! You speak as if the master forced you to enter the Xue family! You're the daughter of a sinner, and if it weren't for the Master's kindness in recognizing your father, you would have been sold into a brothel long ago! You still want to marry and become a concubine? Ask anyone who dares to marry you!"
Auntie Zhou was actually not very good at fighting.
When she was in distress, she could have stayed with her grandmother or uncle, and there would always be elders who would offer her a meager dowry, even if she couldn't marry into a high house, a small family would be more than enough, and she wouldn't have to be sold into a green house.
It was Master Xue San who said that he wanted to vindicate her father and wanted her to assist in providing clues and evidence, pretending to be full of justice, before he tricked her into coming to the capital.
Chen's trick of reversing black and white with one hand was played like a charm, and she justifiably continued to humiliate Aunt Zhou: "In order to shelter you, the daughter of a sinful minister, Master gave you a name, and for this reason, Master was taken by Jiao Zhongqing's cohorts as if they were the remnants of your father's party, and he had a bumpy official career, and he bumped into obstacles in every direction all because of you, the broomstalker!"
Aunt Zhou was choked by the scolding, her face was white, her lips bloodless, she opened her mouth but didn't speak, never able to make herself turn into Chen's faceless, ghostly appearance.
Xue Yao had the heart to stand up for her own mother, but thought of the strict rules of etiquette in this era.
No matter how reasonable he was, he couldn't talk back to the main wife.
Luckily, Master Xue saw the right time to act as a peacemaker and pacified Aunt Zhou, saying, "Alright, just now I was in a fit of anger, and I spoke harshly, so it's my fault, but the sacrifices I've made for you, you should think about it as well, so you can't be a bit disagreeable and just speak out of turn. Let's forget it this time, and take Yao Ge'er back to the house to rest."
"Master!" Chen couldn't believe it, "How can we let this go? The family has provided for such a white-eyed wolf with good food and drink... If Master isn't aggrieved, I'm aggrieved on his behalf!"
Chen couldn't stand her man tolerating and accommodating this foxy girl the most, she was actually aggrieved for herself.
On weekdays in front of the master, Chen's Aunt Zhou is always warm and cordial, warming up to her, just hoping to use the heart that should be used for the master himself on Aunt Zhou, so that the master does not have the opportunity to feel sorry for this unsupported concubine.
She hoped that the master would turn the affection he had given to her aunt back to her as a sensible and selfless wife.
How terrible are the ancient rules of etiquette that bind women against their nature, forcing them to be so jealous that they have to eat a hundred times, not daring to show their traces.
Chen had wanted to take this opportunity to completely sling dirt on Aunt Zhou, so that the master would know of Aunt Zhou's wolfishness, and from then on coldly treat her and the sinful creature she had given birth to.
But she didn't know that it was never Aunt Zhou's character that her husband loved and valued.
As long as Aunt Zhou is still pleasing to the eye and shapely, her husband will be able to forgive Aunt Zhou for a thousand and one wrongs.
On the contrary, Chen herself, at this moment in order to bring down Aunt Zhou leaked shrewish face, without the shelter of the advantage of looks, but really make Master Xue feel disgusted, think that her usual virtuous are pretending.
Master Xue was willing to be confused for beauty, and without that layer of protection, he would be sober and realistic to the point of horror.
Without this sobriety and realism, how could he navigate his way through the dynastic halls of Daqi?
Chen was the villain, but the master took the opportunity to sell a good, gentle words to persuade Aunt Zhou to go back to rest.
Aunt Zhou played her little game and slapped away the master's hand, looking resigned as she left with Xue Yao in her arms.
His lordship glanced back at his wife.
Chen looked at the master as helplessly as a madwoman, she was that careless, sinful to personally go on the battlefield to slander Aunt Zhou, her husband not only did not send down thunder to split that bitchy servant girl to death, even a fart could not be released.
"See you give angry." The old master's eyes of dislike are hidden in the heart, face is full of heartache, also raised his hand gently to Chen's sideburns, warm coaxed to: "brother and sister a little disagreement is just, don't make it ugly, we also rest. I'm hungry, is there food?"
Such gentleness on the part of the master made Chen breed delusions again, thinking that the master was not unquestioning of right and wrong and favoring his concubines, but rather that he had a good heart.
Aunt Zhou, that bitch always looks like she is aggrieved and tearful, and only then did she trick her kind husband into not being able to bear to pursue her faults.
She naturally did not blame her husband for his good heart, but rather thought that his good heart was a blessing for her as a wife, and thought that this good heart could be a blessing for her when she made mistakes, just as it was a blessing for the beautiful Aunt Zhou.
Chen revealed a relieved smile, and turned back into a virtuous and considerate third house wife, serving the master with his meal.
*
The next day, the schoolhouse.
It was hard to wait until break time, and Xue Yao was just about to go ask the Seventh Prince if he was ready to tell any stories, when the Fifth Prince called away his two younger brothers with a call.
"Fifth brother teach you the footwork of cuju today, okay?" The Fifth Prince's training results in the last half a month were promising, and he couldn't wait to show off in front of his two younger brothers, so he specially brought a sheepskin ball to the academy.
"Great!" The Sixth Prince raised a pair of small fists, ever the first to hold out for Fifth Brother!
The seventh prince expressionlessly scratched his chubby little face, not responding as usual, "Listen to God's will."
The eunuchs immediately pushed the desks in the academy to the edge of the wall, leaving a spacious open space for the royal sons to play and move around.
The Fifth Prince explained to his two younger brothers the back of the foot power point of the fancy bobble, and then personally made a demonstration, threw the red background and gold embroidered sheepskin ball to the mid-air, free fall, lifted his foot to hook up, and repeatedly bobble the ball, and alternately catch the ball with both feet.
The ball seemed to be tied to the Fifth Prince's feet by an invisible lead, steadily and steadily, padding more than thirty in a row without crashing to the ground, and the surrounding companions immediately let out exclamations of applause.
The Sixth Prince was pleasantly surprised and walked quickly to Fifth Brother's side, pleading, "Let me try Fifth Brother! Let me try!"
The Fifth Prince took a high ball, caught it firmly in his right hand, and hands it handsomely to his Sixth Brother.
"Wow..." there were murmurs of admiration all around.
The Sixth Prince who received the ball managed to set off Fifth Brother's ball skills with his own sparse footwork.
The ball flew all over the room under the kicking of the Sixth Prince, and the eunuchs were busy catching and picking up the ball everywhere and handing it back to the Sixth Prince.
The Fifth Prince laughed, "Why don't we all just play pass the ball with Sixth Brother and lift it back, or head it back!"
So the entire population began an indoor passing game.
Xue Yao hadn't kicked a soccer ball since he put on this body.
He was pretty good at basketball and soccer, and he wanted to have a good time at the moment.
Although the differences between cuju and soccer are not small, there are similarities and Xue Yao participates in the passing game with an entertaining mindset, running all over the field to catch the ball and kick it back.
This skillful stance, see the fifth prince was very surprised, secretly think this little crybaby may also love cuju, later you can call on him to kick the ball together.
Just as he was thinking to himself, Xue Yao kicked out a ball that just happened to hit the Sixth Prince in the face.
"There was a soft thud, and the Sixth Prince crouched down with his small face covered.
Xue Yao was shocked and rushed over to inquire, "Your Highness! Are you alright Your Highness?"
The Sixth Prince's companions immediately rushed over, pushing Xue Yao away and surrounding the young prince.
"How dare you!" The serving eunuch scolded Xue Yao in a fit of rage, "Accompanying your master for fun, do you think you're going to war! You've got no sense of humor, come out with me!"
He couldn't be accountable in front of his young master, and just as he was about to take this unintelligent little companion, Xue Yao, out the door, he heard the Seventh Prince's displeased, childish voice, coming from behind him-
"Liu Chun."
Read the eunuch for the first time to listen to this three year old little prince shouted his name, startled, did not expect this little guy usually look confused and wandering out of the sky, actually know his name!
"Slave servant is here." Liu Chun walked to the Seventh Prince with a pleasing demeanor and stood by, "What are Your Highness's orders?"
The Seventh Prince was lowering his head to play with his own little windmill and spoke without much emotion, "Yao Yao, Your Highness's, not going out with you."
Liu Chun seldom dealt with this reticent little master and was completely unable to understand the bizarre style of communication.
With a head full of questions, he turned his head to look at Xue Yao, wondering what this little master of Xue Yao's meant by this.
"Well ...... well ......" the sixth prince who covered his face twisted his body to avoid the pulling of the surrounding companions, and suddenly raised his face from the small hand and laughed innocently with an innocent face: "Wow! Scared you all! It doesn't hurt at all!"
The tip of his little nose was clearly reddened by the ball he had just smashed, and when the pain was cut down a little, he immediately turned his head to find Xue Yao in the crowd and waved excitedly, "Ah Yao come on, let's continue playing soccer!"
Crowd Companion: "......"
Xue Yao: "......"
Help! This warm baby is literally melting his heart!
No wonder the sixth prince was the one who had the best ending among the hero's several brothers, it was simply an angel cub!
The tense atmosphere in the room was defused by the Sixth Prince, and the crowd began to continue kicking the ball.
After practicing continuously, the Sixth Prince could barely turn the ball upside down five times, and then he looked at Fifth Brother for compliments, "How is it?"
The Fifth Prince had a miserable look on his face and reluctantly encouraged, "Poorly."
The optimistic Sixth Prince felt that this was an extremely complimentary comment, and excitedly kicked around for a while longer.
Tired, before running to sit down beside the seventh brother, the sixth prince whispered for guidance: "What is the meaning of poorly satisfactory ah?"
The Seventh Prince, with a face of concentration, looked down and fiddled with the little windmill, calmly explaining the idiom to Sixth Brother, "It's a suggestion to keep telling stories and not kicking the ball."
Xue Yao on the side: "........................ "
This dissuasive stream is really especially not euphemistic!
This little chubby guy really doesn't normally love to crack taunts.
People's little angel six royal son first time playing soccer, kicking is not good is normal, poorly obviously barely let people can accept the meaning, how to persuade people to go back to tell the story!
Fortunately, the Sixth Prince is not a genius child like Long Ao Tian cub, not understanding the contempt in these words, and replied with an innocent face, "But I also like to play soccer, later after my brother has played soccer, then I will tell you a story, okay?"
Seventh Prince: "I'm so tired oh brother."
His Highness doesn't want to hear a story!
Xue Yao: "......"
Here we go! The seventh prince's classic line of excuses!
This cub is really bad!
Fortunately, the Sixth Prince had a big heart, but he still picked a short story to tell to Lao Qi to finish, and kicked the ball again.
Xue Yao took the opportunity to move his chair closer to the Seventh Prince and cleared his throat, "His Highness told me to wait, I've been waiting all day, is the story ready?"
The Seventh Prince's hand fiddling with the small windmill stopped, and with a solemn expression, he turned his head to look at Xue Yao.
Suddenly started telling stories!
Without any warning, Xue Yao was dumbfounded when she heard the part "the coroner found that the corpse was not the culprit" before she reacted.
The cub, in fact, was telling him the story of a criminal case!
Is this the type of story that Dragon Pride found interesting as a pup?
Won't it be sick and gory!
Due to the fact that he was not prepared when he heard the opening, and the case was surprisingly intricate, Xue Yao was still in the clouds when the story was already finished ......
The seventh prince who had finished telling the story did not show any indication and resumed his silence, lowering his head and continuing to fiddle with the small windmill.
Xue Yao came back to his senses, knowing that it was time to start encouraging and praising, so he immediately spoke up, "This story is too wonderful! It's really much more interesting than 'The Quartet Chasing the Sun', I was so mesmerized when Your Highness told it, but I couldn't guess what happened afterward, and it was only at the end that I realized that the monk was actually a criminal pretending to be a monk!"
The Seventh Prince stared at the little wooden horse and blandly reminded, "Twin brother."
"......" Xue Yao was busy changing his words, "Oh yes, I mean the prisoner's twin brother pretending to be, the two of them actually came up with this idea, and fooled the head constable, thanks to the pallbearer to check the identity of the corpse! "
"Hmph." The Seventh Prince crooked his little mouth.
Xue Yao: "......"
That's a mocking look right there you little chubby!
Who knew you could tell such a complicated story!
I didn't even listen carefully at first, okay!
Who can tell the prisoner from his twin brother!
Xue Yao urged himself to calm down.
Most of the emotional intelligence of children with Emotional Communication Disorder is sad to hear, and there's still a way to save it by treating it before it's too late, and saving it before he grows up chopping off people's ears at the drop of a hat!
So Xue Yao had the cheek to continue the story, "Why does Your Highness like this story?"
Seventh Prince: "Zhou Ancheng."
Xue Yao searched the name carefully with his limited memory and remembered that it was the name of the prisoner's twin brother in the story, so he asked, "Your Highness finds this character interesting, yes? I also find his story thrilling, and it's hard to distinguish between good and evil, and in the end, he even committed suicide."
Remembering the previous episode, Xue Yao added, "Killed that corrupt official again."
The Seventh Prince stopped fiddling with the small wooden horse and looked sideways at Xue Yao, "Kill the corrupt officials, then kill yourself."
"Hm?" Xue Yao froze for a moment before reacting to the fact that he had just said "kill yourself first, then kill the corrupt officials".
It was just a slip of the tongue!
"That's what I meant." Xue Yao argued, "I mean he ended up committing suicide and killing corrupt officials."
The Seventh Prince stared at Xue Yao with narrowed smiling eyes like he was gazing at an extremely interesting toy.
"I mean also killed that corrupt official!" Xue Yao argued firmly!
"Yao Yao." The Seventh Prince smiled innocently.
"Huh?" Xue Yao thought he was going to call a truce.
"Committed suicide and killed that corrupt official again." The Seventh Prince emphasized with a smile.
Xue Yao was furious!
Looking at Little Fatty's excited little face, there was no way to argue.
Xue Yao conceded, but bargained, "This is not to be repeated to anyone else."
The Seventh Prince lowered his head and shook the windmill in his hand once in a loose manner, "Your Highness asked."
"Don't say anything even if you ask!"
The Seventh Prince raised his eyes and smiled mischievously at Xue Yao, "What if you don't?"
Xue Yao: "............"
This disobedient bad cub ahhhhhhhhh!
Can you learn from your sixth brother!
In order for his stupid slip of the tongue not to get out, Xue Yao made the ultimate move, lowering his head close to the Seventh Prince's face and negotiating, "If Your Highness doesn't say anything, I'll give Your Highness a particularly good milk."
The Seventh Prince once again narrowed those peach blossom smiling eyes that he inherited from Princess Shi Shi and waved his hand, "So much milk."
His Highness is never short of milk!
Xue Yao raised her chin and looked down at Little Fatty, speaking with confidence, "My family's milk is different from what Your Highness drinks, it's especially delicious."
The Seventh Prince, however, looked unconcerned and didn't believe that there was particularly good milk.
It's obviously all just as good!