Scheme of the Official Descendant

Xiao Jinglin looked at Xiao Jingxi for a while, pursed her lips, and then looked away.

The smile on Xiao Jingxi's face deepened.

Ren Yaoqi looked at Xiao Jingxi, and let her look at Xiao Jinglin again. Although she felt a little weird, she still followed Xiao Jingxi's words and said, "So next time we will meet again at the Qianjin Banquet?"

Xiao Jinglin sighed, thought for a while, raised her head and said, "No, brother will help me. I can come out today because he helped me."

Then, Princess Xiao looked at her brother seriously, and said seriously and confidently: "Is that so, brother?"

Xiao Jingxi could not help but smile: "Of course. Lin'er has always been obedient and obedient, so naturally I will not refuse such a small request."

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled, and the meaning in the smile was understood only by the two of them.

Ren Yaoqi felt sensitively that the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

She looked back and forth at the two brothers and sisters, and finally decided very rationally to pretend that she hadn't found anything, because she felt that the so-called tension in front of her was a bit speechless and childish.

Fortunately, this atmosphere didn't last long. Under Ren Yaoqi's deliberate adjustment, the three of them sat together drinking tea and chatting.

But basically it was Ren Yaoqi talking to Xiao Jingxi, or Ren Yaoqi talking to Xiao Jinglin.

Ren Yaoqi and Xiao Jingxi discussed chess, calligraphy and painting, and Xiao Jinglin discussed famous dishes and desserts in Kyoto. After chatting like this, the atmosphere was harmonious.

"Why did you think of practicing left-handed calligraphy?" Xiao Jingxi asked.

Ren Yaoqi thought about it, but in fact, she started to practice left-handed calligraphy purely for fun. Her father kept a collection of calligraphy by Gao Fengxiang, a left-handed calligrapher, and praised her full of praise, so she decided to practice it on her own initiative. But the real practice was after she arrived in Kyoto. Once she accidentally injured her right hand and could only write with her left hand. Later, when I got better, I practiced a few strokes whenever I had time.

"My father likes Gao Fengxiang's calligraphy." Ren Yaoqi replied vaguely.

Xiao Jingxi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Dongsheng returned to his life after nearly an hour.

"The little one has delivered the letter to the head of the Lei family."

Xiao Jingxi turned his gaze to him, and then asked, "Did he notice it?"

"This time Lei Ting was very vigilant. When the little one threw the letter to him, he immediately chased after him. The little one led him around the alleys in the city a few times before throwing him away. Please rest assured, master. He didn't see the little one."

Dongsheng spoke very confidently, although his kung fu is not very good, maybe even not as good as Lei Ting, but when it comes to the ability to escape, few people can catch up with him.

Xiao Jingxi nodded and told him to back off.

When the matter came to an end, Ren Yaoqi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After sitting for a while, Ren Yaoqi planned to leave.

Xiao Jinglin suddenly said: "Yaoqi, can you play the piano?"

Ren Yaoqi froze for a moment: "I will."

"Can you play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

After thinking about it, Ren Yaoqi nodded. It's not that she doesn't want to be humble, she really knows all these things, and she is quite proficient, and she can say "yes".

Xiao Jinglin immediately said: "Okay then, you can come to the palace to teach me in the future."

After a pause, she said, "The luthier my mother hired for me, I can understand every word she said, but it's a pity that I don't quite understand it after getting together."

Xiao Jinglin couldn't help being a little impetuous when she said this, she was very flexible in holding knives and guns, but she was really not good at those elegant things.

Seeing her depressed, Xiao Jingxi, who had mentioned this before, also comforted her: "You just spent less time on it, I heard you play a piece last time, and it's...cough...it's not that you don't have any talent. .”

Xiao Jinglin frowned: "I don't have so much time to waste on this kind of woman's affairs."

Xiao Jingxi: "..."

Unfortunately, Second Young Master Xiao is proficient in these "women's affairs". And these are also things that the nobles of the family must know, not only women need to learn.

However, Xiao Jinglin added another sentence with a blank face: "I also heard mother and mother Xin complaining, it would be great if the son and daughter could lose weight!"

"Ahem..." Ren Yaoqi suddenly choked on water, she put down her tea bowl and took out her handkerchief.

Ren Yaoqi didn't dare to look up, she was afraid that she would laugh and be seen by Xiao Jingxi. For some reason, she felt that Xiao Jinglin did it on purpose.

Ren Yaoqi wasn't the only one who felt this way, Xiao Jingxi took a leisurely look at Xiao Jinglin, then sensibly pretended that she hadn't heard anything and bowed her head to drink tea.

However, his noncommittal attitude made Xiao Jinglin pause for a moment, and then quickly followed his instinct and added with a blank expression: "I also think that Xiao Jingkang, as the eldest son of our Yanbei Palace, is obsessed with piano and chess all day long." Calligraphy and painting, and even riding and shooting were abandoned in the end, it should not be!"

Ren Yaoqi: "..."

Xiao Jingxi glanced at Xiao Jinglin with a half-smile.

Xiao Jinglin turned her head and continued to talk to Ren Yaoqi: "Can you teach me when you have time?" Xiao Jinglin felt that she and Ren Yaoqi got along well, if she learned from her, then learning things she hated might not be so boring .

Ren Yaoqi was fine in Yunyang City, but she didn't agree immediately. The person who can be invited by the Yanbei Palace to teach the princess is definitely not an ordinary person. If Xiao Jinglin resigns others and replaces her, it will inevitably leave people with a frivolous impression.

Xiao Jingxi said at the right time: "In my opinion, it's best for that luthier to stay. After all, Miss Ren can't be free every day. If she can go one day, she might as well learn from the luthier with you. The qin master may be old-fashioned, but she has her own uniqueness in the art of the qin. There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. In fact, the skills are also the same as those in the literature. Proper communication can make the skills more refined."

Ren Yaoqi also agreed with this point, she couldn't help but nodded and said: "Young Master Xiao is right."

So it was decided that Xiao Jinglin would send someone to pick her up when Ren Yaoqi was free. However, Ren Yaoqi said frankly that she was going to visit her grandfather tomorrow, so she couldn't go there.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ren Yaoqi finally got up and went back home.

Lei Ting stood in the middle of a small alley, looked around carefully, and finally had to admit that he had lost him.

When he chased him out, he was still wearing filial piety clothes, so it was inevitable that passers-by would look at him once or twice. Fortunately, the man had been walking along the narrow alley just now, and he didn't meet too many people along the way.

Lei Zhen took out the thing that the man threw to him, and his eyes were unpredictable. It was a folded piece of paper, and it appeared in front of him in the same way as last time. Similarly, he didn't know who the person who delivered the letter to him twice, and what purpose they had.

After a moment of silence, Lei Zhen calmly unfolded the letter in his hand. Sure enough, it was the handwriting of that person last time.

Just looking at it, Lei Zhen's face changed. After reading it, he still stood there without moving.

The young Patriarch of the Lei family is in a very complicated mood at the moment, he is surprised, confused and even a little wary.

After a while, he finally put away the letter in his hand, folded it and put it in his sleeve, and then walked back without looking back.

Before he had gone far, Liu Gui brought a few nursing homes to find him.

Lei Ting stopped Liu Gui from asking, and sent the nursing home away.

On the way back, Lei Ting didn't speak until he was almost at the door of the house, and then suddenly stopped.

"Command down, prepare for the funeral tomorrow morning." Although Lei Ting was still calm when he said this, Liu Gui felt as if he had been squeezed out of his teeth.

But he was more shocked: "Master, if the burial is tomorrow, won't the coffin only stay for three days? Isn't that inappropriate? ... Besides, the people from the Liu family should be able to arrive tomorrow afternoon, and the burial in the morning may cause more troubles. rumors."

What Liu Gui didn't say was that there was already a commotion outside, some people said that Mrs. Lei committed suicide by doing something wrong, and others said that Mrs. Lei was murdered to death. It was obvious that someone was behind the scenes.

Therefore, even though Lei Ting hated the Liu family who stepped in and forced Mrs. Lei to commit suicide, he still planned to wait for the Liu family to come before burying him. This was also what Mrs. Lei explained.

If the Lei family rushed to bury Mrs. Lei before the Liu family, it would be even more difficult to stop the rumors outside. The Lei family can lose everything, but they can't lose face, because if they lose face, there will be nothing left.

Lei Ting narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I know, do as I say!"

Although he didn't know what the purpose of the person who delivered the letter was, he had no choice.

He thought of his grandmother's obstinate and crazy eyes before she died. The old man who had been stubborn for a lifetime held his hand tightly and said word by word: "The Lei family cannot be destroyed in our hands! No, even death cannot."

Seeing Lei Ting's insistence, Liu Gui still bowed his head in response, and just asked: "What if someone obstructs?"

The more they want to calm things down, the less someone will let them do so.

There was a sneer at the corner of Lei Ting's mouth: "I'm afraid they won't come."

"Master?" No matter how calm Liu Gui was, he was still a little surprised.

Lei Ting closed his eyes, and the tiredness on his face could no longer be concealed: "It's not true that the funeral will be held tomorrow, but let them believe that we are going to hold the funeral early in order to cover up the so-called truth. It's just that my incompetence will make my grandmother and her elders suffer." Even if you die, there will be no peace.”

Liu Gui shook his head and said, "Master, you should understand Tai Furen. As long as Lei's family can be saved, Tai Furen won't care about these things."

"Yeah, she doesn't care. But as a descendant, she has to care? After all, I am incompetent." Lei Ting said in a hoarse voice.

He was able to agree to the strategy in the letter also because he knew his grandmother well. In her mind, nothing is more important than their team being able to regain the glory of their ancestors. She believes that for this purpose, everything can be sacrificed.

On the second day, Mrs. Lei's sudden burial caused quite a stir in Yunyang City.

Although the Lei family has deliberately kept a low profile, it still attracted the attention of many people.

The Patriarch of the Lei family explained that it was because his grandmother had a dream at night, and asked him to ask an eminent monk to do a fortune telling, and he concluded that it was better to stop the coffin for three days than seven days. RS