The cannon fodder stepmother dressed as the villain Zai Zai

The other ladies also became excited and stood up to rush to the main hall.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally waited for this news.

Otherwise, she might not be able to control the young master if he loses his temper again.

The young master got this exciting news.

The disappointment on his face just now was wiped away, replaced by a look of joy and surprise.

He clapped his little hands. He kept shouting:

"Toss the pot, throw the pot."

"Okay, okay, throw the pot, throw the pot."

Mrs. Zhu could only be patient and said gently:
  "The young master will come on stage later, we must behave ourselves."

"There are so many court officials present today, so we can't cause any trouble, otherwise the Marquis will definitely blame us."

The young master didn't know whether he understood or not, so he nodded speciously.

Anyway, Mrs. Zhu has already explained what needs to be said.

She also sighed and took the young master to the main hall with the other ladies.

In the main hall, Xu Yaqin felt much better when she saw the arrogant Princess Xuan Qing finally leaving.

Sheng Lixuan felt that he owed Mrs. Xu something.

Now I see her being in the limelight, in front of so many important ministers in the court, and she has put an end to the arrogance of the unruly princess.

Sheng Lixuan felt even more happy, so he directly asked someone to give him a seat and sat down next to him.

So when Shen Rulan quickly came to the main hall, ready to perform well.

Before even looking at the tou pot, he noticed at a glance that Xu Yaqin was actually sitting with Mr. Hou!
  As a concubine of the Hou Mansion, Xu Yaqin is not qualified to participate in such a grand occasion.

And now... the Marquis is actually so fond of her!
  Seeing this scene, Shen Rulan felt a chill in her heart.

She was also thinking that through this pot throwing competition, she could stand out in front of the Qingdu Marquis.

But now I see that there is no pot throwing competition.

They lost the game before it even started.

Thinking of this, Shen Rulan was as upset as a deflated rubber ball.

Even when participating in pot pitching competitions, they are thrown casually.

After the hasty ending, I didn’t even go to the side hall.

I went straight back to my room, feeling depressed.

The other concubines and wives who wanted to stand out also noticed this.

The Marquis' doting on Mrs. Xu reached such an extent.

Just rely on a small pot throwing competition.

What can I argue with Mrs. Xu?
  And through the pot throwing competition between Xu Yaqin and Princess Xuanqing just now.

All the ministers already know how superb Mrs. Xu's throwing skill is.

His eyes, attention, and even the topics he talked about were all focused on Xu Yaqin.

Except for the adults whose daughters were sent to the marquis's residence to celebrate, almost no one paid attention to the pot throwing competition.

That's it, halfway through.

It was finally the Qingyun team's turn to take the field.

Shengze walked in and saw Xu Yaqin talking and laughing in front of her father.

He let go of Mrs. Zhu's little hand, ran over and looked at Xu Yaqin sternly and accused:

"Toss the pot, throw the pot."

Xu Yaqin knew that this little guy had been preparing for this pot throwing competition for so long.

If Sheng Lixuan didn't see it, this little guy would definitely be very sad.

Xu Yaqin stood up, smiled at the young master, stretched out her hand to rub his chubby little face, and said softly:
  "Okay, young master, let's throw the pot."

"Let's go, it's our turn." Xu Yaqin left her seat and glanced at Mrs. Zhu who was standing there at a loss.

Knowing that she must have seen such a big scene, she felt a little panicked, so she took the young master's hand and walked over together.

"Mrs. Zhu, what are you doing here? Let's go, it's our turn, just like usual training, don't be nervous."

Seeing Xu Yaqin's determined expression, Mrs. Zhu's uneasiness disappeared a lot.

She was stunned and nodded heavily.

As soon as he saw that the little bully in the Hou family was going to perform a pot throwing competition.

The expressions of all the adults present were shocked.

The notoriety of this little overlord was well-known in Yandu City, but it was rare for this little guy to do something serious.

The performance was pot throwing, and everyone was very interested.

Even if it's not for the sake of this little guy, it's still for the sake of Qingdu Marquis Sheng Lixuan, so he should take a good look at it.

Although it is a team competition, in the combination of Xu Yaqin, Young Master and Mrs. Zhu.

Everyone has witnessed Xu Yaqin's strength, so they don't pay much attention to it.

A family like Mrs. Zhu's has little influence in the court, so an ordinary concubine will naturally not attract anyone's attention.
  For you adults, the only interesting thing to watch is how many hits the little bully in the prince's mansion can throw out.

Sheng Lixuan had long known that this guy had been busy with the pot throwing competition these days.

He also knew that this little brat wanted to show off in front of him.

No matter what, this little guy's starting point is always good.

As a father, Sheng Lixuan naturally wanted to support him.

His voice brightened and he shouted to Shengze:

"Come on Shengze, there are so many people here, don't let our Qingdu Marquis Mansion lose face."

"Show them how powerful our Qingdu Marquis Mansion is."

I saw my father looking at me expectantly.

Shengze's self-confidence has increased a lot.

He also nodded loudly, patted his chest as if he were an adult, and said seriously:
  "Don't worry, Daddy."

"I...I'm amazing."

Sheng Lixuan smiled and cheered from the side:

"Okay, then daddy will have to take a closer look at Shengze's wonderful performance."

The young master's words are not just words.

Indeed, this guy is already quite talented in throwing pots.

And after so many days, Zhao Wuyang and Xu Yaqin's personal guidance.

His current level of throwing pots is no longer that of a master, but he is definitely capable of playing.

The young master tiptoed to the middle of the hall and picked up the arrow.

Just throw it for the first time as you normally would in training.

With a bang, the arrow accurately landed in the throwing pot.

All the adults looked at Qingdu Hou Sheng Lixuan's face and kept saying: "Okay, the young master is awesome. It is true that the father of a tiger has no son."

Sheng Lixuan said nothing. He knew not to be too arrogant about this little guy.

If all the adults are so complimentary, if he puts a high hat on this little guy again, then he doesn't know where he will drift to.

Shengze then threw the second arrow.

But this time the distance was a little too close and the throw missed.

The young master's expression changed slightly, but he quickly reacted.

He cheered up again, and the third arrow suddenly flew past, but unfortunately it missed just a little bit away from the pot.

Two consecutive defeats made this kid feel a little depressed.

And seeing his father next to him with a serious face and no reaction, the young master looked slightly unhappy.