Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 81 Ancestral Marksmanship
"Vinegar jar" Mrs. Lu saw that Gao Yang was going to visit Huichang Temple, she was deeply flattered and agreed with joy, and accompanied by Gao Yang, Mei Xiang and the servants, she took a carriage to Huichang Temple in Jinchengfang.

The back garden of the Qin Mansion.

After performing moves to stretch her muscles, Fang Yiai practiced the Qin family's marksmanship with a wax stick in her hand.

Seeing the white wax stick flying up and down in the hands of her sweetheart, like a dragon sailing into the sea, Qin Jingniang couldn't help chuckling, her expression was extremely happy.

After some practice, Fang Yiai was sweating profusely, put away her moves and looked at Qin Jingniang, who was standing aside and laughing, and couldn't help thinking of a plan.

Walking in front of Qin Jingniang, the corners of Fang Yi'ai's mouth raised slightly, and said, "Hey! Fanbang female general, how dare you go for a few rounds with your general?"

Seeing Fang Yiai's teasing, Qin Jingniang frowned slightly, and snorted coldly: "If this girl goes out, I will definitely tie you back to be my husband!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Jingniang picked up a wooden gun and used the trick of "Skillful Girl's Tough Needle", and the wooden gun head stabbed directly at Fang Yi's heart.

Seeing Qin Jingniang approaching for real, Fang Yiai didn't dare to neglect, and backed up repeatedly to fight, but he hadn't mastered the marksmanship moves at the beginning, so he couldn't be the opponent of Qin Jingniang, who was proficient in the Luo family's marksmanship.

After the two moves, Fang Yiai was at a loss for what to do. With a flick of Qin Jingniang's wrist, the white wax stick in his hand was thrown out of his hand and flew into the flower pond beside him.

After shaking the wooden stick in Fang Yiai's hand, Qin Jingniang smiled triumphantly, and lightly hit Fang Yiai's lower back with a wooden gun in her hand.

After feeling the touch on the lower back, Fang Yi's heart trembled, and he turned to lie on the ground with a scream.

Seeing Fang Yi'ai fell to the ground, Qin Jingniang turned pale with shock. Thinking of his unhealed injuries, the little girl quickly dropped the wooden gun in her hand, ran to Fang Yi'ai quickly, and stretched out her hand to help him up.

"He Lang, are you okay?" Seeing Fang Yi'ai's serious face, Qin Jingniang scolded herself for being reckless, and then said, "It's Jingniang's fault, where is the pain from the officials?"

After being supported by Qin Jingniang, Fang Yiai let out a smirk, clasped Qin Jingniang's wrists with both hands, and said with a smirk, "Little lady, you can catch her without your arms!"

Seeing that her sweetheart was fine, Qin Jingniang felt happy and angry, she stomped her feet lightly and said unwillingly: "Okay, you are cheating!"

"Soldiers don't tire of deceiving Sun Wu, and you can earn a little lady with a mere trick, which shows that your husband and I are brilliant!" After finishing speaking, Fang Yi'ai was afraid of hurting Qin Jingniang, so she quickly let go of her wrist, bowed her hands and bowed to the beautiful woman.

Qin Jingniang lost face in front of her sweetheart, and angrily replied, "Gao Ming? Didn't Gao Ming use my Qin family gun."

Hearing Qin Jingniang's words, Fang Yiai was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed his hands together, and said, "Not only do I know the Qin family's marksmanship, but I also have another brilliant marksmanship that you have never seen before!"

"Oh?" Knowing that Fang Yiai has other marksmanship, Qin Jingniang asked curiously, "What kind of marksmanship?"

"My marksmanship cannot be disclosed, unless I marry me." After finishing speaking, the corner of Fang Yiai's mouth slightly raised, pretending to be mysterious: "This is my family's secret secret."

As soon as this remark came out, Qin Jingniang nodded her head in thought, and asked in puzzlement, "Oh? He Lang, were your ancestors also military generals?"

"Yes, the marksmanship I mentioned just now is my family's ancestral handicraft!"

After finishing speaking, before Qin Jingniang could react, Fang Yiai turned around and paced out of the back garden, there was a burst of weird laughter.

"Ancestral craftsmanship?" After pondering for a while, Qin Jingniang, who was belatedly aware of it, came to her senses, her cheeks were already flushed, she looked at Fang Yiai's back, and scolded with a smile: "Deng Tuzi!"

After staying in the Qin mansion until dark, Fang Yiai accompanied Qin Qiong to have dinner, and then went to the guest room to rest.

Because of the signboard of following Qin Qiong to learn martial arts as a cover, Fang Yiai is not afraid that Fang Xuanling and Gao Yang will become suspicious, so she will live in the Qin mansion confidently.

Reminiscing that tomorrow is the day of the Imperial College's spring outing, Fang Yi couldn't help thinking of Li Su's delicate and beautiful face.

For Li Su, he didn't have much affection in his heart, but more admiration for his talent and gratitude for Li Su's deed of healing his wounds regardless of his body.

In ancient times, no talent was virtue. Whether it was Gao Yang, Qin Jingniang, or Xiangcheng, who was thoughtful and close to demons, no matter how noble their backgrounds were, the books they could get access to were only books like "The Commandments for Women" that advertised the three obediences and four virtues. Although Li Su Both are daughters, but they are top-notch in the Guozijian. Fang Yi can't help but yearn for this, and it also gives rise to a different kind of affection for Gao Yang and Qin Jingniang.

"Shu'er who is unruly and arrogant but has no time for heart, Jingniang who is bright and daring to love and hate, brother Li Suxian who is gentle and virtuous and full of knowledge"

After resting on the pillow and thinking wildly, Fang Yiai hurriedly shook her head and scolded with a smile, "It's only been a few days since I came to Zhenguan, and I actually gave birth to such a messy intestines, which shows how "pedantic" the feudal society is!"

After a night of nothing, Fang Yiai got up early the next morning, and after washing up, she opened the guest room and went out.

Arriving at the second hall, Fang Yiai was about to bid farewell to Qin Qiong and go to the Imperial College, but bumped into Qin Jingniang who was holding a soup cup.

Seeing Fang Yiai, Qin Jingniang quickly put the soup cup on the table, then reached out and pinched her earlobe, "He Lang, you're awake."

Seeing Qin Jingniang holding the soup, Fang Yiai asked curiously, "Jingniang, what are you doing?"

Reminiscent of the charming scene of feeding Fang Yiai's chicken soup with her own hands in Chang'an Inn, Qin Jingniang blushed slightly, and stretched out her hand to pass the soup spoon to her sweetheart, "This is the wonton I cooked for He Lang, hurry up and try it?"

Taking the soup spoon, Fang Yiai scooped up a shrimp wonton, chewed it whole in his mouth a few times, and swallowed it.

"Ah!" Now Yuntun, a hot feeling came from Fang Yiai's throat quickly, and he couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

"He Lang, how are you doing?"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's too hot to eat."

After learning that Fang Yiai was scalded, Qin Jingniang spat softly and said with a smile on her face, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you!"

"Go into the kitchen for three days, wash your hands and make soup." After reading the poem, Fang Yiai smiled slightly, picked up the wonton and began to savor it carefully, "Jing Niang, you are good at cooking."

Qin Jingniang was immersed in the poems that Fang Yiai said, facing the question, she couldn't help being a little dazed for a while.

"Hey, this bowl of wontons was wrapped by the cook. Jing Niang just cooked it for a while. Look, you are so happy."

With that said, Qin Qiong strode into the second hall with a tender smile in his eyes.

Seeing that the inside story was revealed by Qin Qiong, Qin Jingniang felt her cheeks burning hot, and trotted away from Ertang, "Father, you are too bad!"

After quickly eating the shrimp wontons, Fang Yiai wiped his mouth, grinned and said to Qin Qiong: "Guo Gong, today the Imperial College organizes a spring outing for students. I may come back later, please send someone to Fangfu to tell my father One sound."

Looking at the empty soup cup, Qin Qiong licked his lips, and said: "Understood, it has been snowing a lot in the suburbs these days, so be careful when you go out."

"Okay, then I'll take my leave first." After speaking, Fang Yiai bid farewell to Qin Qiong, and walked towards the Imperial College full of warmth.

After Fang Yi'ai left, Qin Qiong looked at the empty soup bowl and muttered, "Jingniang has never cooked for me for more than ten years. It's only been a few days that she stewed chicken soup and boiled wontons. What a big girl." Zhongliu!"

In the middle of the sentence, the smile on Qin Qiong's face stopped abruptly, and he murmured, "Fang Jun and Princess Gaoyang have been married for a while, right? Why is he in my house so badly? Is it possible that Princess Gaoyang won't let him sleep? I heard that Princess Gaoyang With an arrogant personality, Fang Jun is a mild-mannered kid, so it seems that he will inevitably suffer some resentment. But the Fang family's family style of fear of guilt is inherited from his father's legacy, haha!"

While Qin Qiong was muttering to himself, Gao Yang who was far away at Huichang Temple in Jinchengfang sneezed for no reason.

Mrs. Lu made a vow at Huichang Temple yesterday, and this morning she pestered Gao Yang to accompany her to Huichang Temple to worship Buddha again. For the purpose of her love, Gao Yang immediately agreed.

At this moment, Mrs. Lu is burning incense and worshiping Buddha in the Daxiong Hall, while Gao Yang is sitting on the steps outside the temple in a daze.

Reminiscent of Fang Yiai's disgust at coming to Huichang Temple, Gao Yang couldn't help being a little dazed, looking at Mei Lin in front of him and muttering: "Brother Jun Er, why did you misunderstand me twice and again? Could it be that he heard some gossip?"

Seeing that Gao Yang was in a daze, Mei Xiang said indignantly: "Princess, you have a clear conscience, why didn't you explain it clearly to the son-in-law? In my opinion, the heart of the son-in-law is smaller than the head of a pen!"

"Shut up! You are not allowed to say anything wrong with Brother Jun'er!" After stopping Mei Xiang, Gao Yang lightly lifted his chin and said, "Maybe I did too much a few days ago, I just live in Fangfu for the past few days. Go. Let's see what else brother Jun'er can think about."

Thinking of the rattle that was broken in two, Gao Yang's almond eyes flashed a trace of complaint, and he whispered, "But brother Jun'er broke my rattle, it's really too much. These days I just ignore him and get angry at him What can I do! Anyway, my father, mother, father-in-law, and mother-in-law will decide for me!"

(End of this chapter)