The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Because Li Wanwan was indeed inferior to Gu Jinyu and Zhuang Yuexi in her piano skills, she finally got the same score as Zhuang Yuexi and won the second place in this exam.

Although Gu Jinyu kept the first place, she was not happy.

That song was so good, she could feel herself being completely crushed.

It was from Concubine Shu that the Crown Princess had invited musicians from the court to come to the assessment. In order to impress Xie musicians, she changed the tune. Otherwise, in a small exam, she could have won the first place just by playing.

Not changing is actually that bad.

Winning the first place with proficient piano skills will not be criticized.

Now, with Li Wanwan's comparison, her music has become a joke.

Even though Gu Jinyu was beaten to death, she did not expect that her limelight would be robbed by such an inconspicuous Li Wanwan.

After the exam, Music Master Xie left to give Li Wanwan's qin skills, telling her where there was still room for improvement, and gave Li Wanwan a guqin.

It is incomparable with the Moon Shadow Fuxi Qin, but it is definitely much better than the one in Li Wanwan's hands.

Gu Jinyu walked out of the music hall depressingly holding Yueying Fuxiqin.

When I went downstairs, I met Zhuang Mengdie.

Zhuang Mengdie was very angry at first, but after seeing what happened to Gu Jinyu, she became angry.

She glanced at the Yueying Fuxi Qin in Gu Jinyu's arms, and said sarcastically: "Oh, what's the use of holding such a good piano? Isn't it the same as letting others steal the limelight? With that little skill, how about changing the song? Really laughing to death. Personal!"

Did Gu Jinyu change the song bad?

No.

Without Li Wanwan's music, she would be the one who amazed Xie Yueshi today.

Gu Jinyu is not as arrogant as Gu Jiao. She was so angry that she said, "I at least passed the exam first, how did Miss Zhuang get in the exam?"

Zhuang Mengdie was trampled on the sore spot, and she couldn't say anything about Gu Jinyu, so she had to insist: "Okay, do you dare to talk back to me?"

Gu Jinyu snorted coldly: "Speaking of which, I'm the county magistrate, and Miss Zhuang should bow when she sees me, but this is a school, and everyone is a classmate, so I don't care about etiquette with Miss Zhuang."

Zhuang Mengdie was so angry at her: "Oh, Gu Jinyu, it's amazing to be the county head, right? Don't think I don't know what you are! You better not mess with me! Otherwise, I will tell your secret. Go out and see who looks down on you!"

Gu Jinyu's face turned green.

Of course she understood what Zhuang Mengdie was referring to. Back then, at the Hot Spring Villa, her father said in front of Anjun Wang that she, Gu Jiao and Gu Yan were triplets, but Zhuang Mengdie knew the truth long ago.

How did she know?

And King An, does he know?

He came to see her last time, did he not know her background or didn't mind if he knew?

Gu Jinyu suddenly became distraught.

Her unrepentant appearance made Zhuang Mengdie think that she was afraid of herself. Zhuang Mengdie rolled her eyes in satisfaction, turned around and got on the carriage back to the house.

On the other hand, Xie Leshi ended his guidance to Li Wanwan.

Li Wanwan was not in a hurry to go back, but went to the pavilion where she usually practiced with her new guqin.

This place is too biased, and the old lady who does the sweeping will not come here.

"Miss, are you there?" she asked, looking at the wall.

There was no response from behind the wall.

In the past, the other party was there.

She thought for a while, then continued to look at the wall and said, "Girl, I passed the exam, thank you for your song!"

After she finished speaking, she waited for a while, and then turned to leave with the guqin in her arms until it snowed heavily.

On the other side of the wall, Er Dong's house moved the chair Gu Jiao entrusted him to buy into the yard, and wondered, "Who is the person talking on the other side of the wall? What's wrong?"

Gu Jiao lowered her eyes and flipped through the account book in her hand: "Who knows."

Er Dong's family doesn't understand, it can't be his Xiao Gu's song, right? Xiao Gu is an expert at treating people, and it's okay to compose music. Don't look at the guqin in her room, but it's just a decoration.

She has never touched it!

The snow stopped for a while, but seeing that the sky was still falling, Er Dong's family was afraid that Gu Jiao would be late for a while and it would be difficult to walk on the road, so Gu Jiao hurried back.

Fortunately, today is the last day of Guozijian Mengxue's class, and she agreed to pick up Xiaojingkong.

When he arrived at the Guozijian, Xiao Jingkong was already staring at the door, and his small body was wearing the clothes of the Guozijian, which was particularly eye-catching.

Also eye-catching is Xiao Liulang behind him.

This person does not know how long, day by day, more and more stunning in the world.

"Jiaojiao!" When Xiao Jingkong saw Gu Jiao, he immediately threw away the bad brother-in-law and came to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao rubbed his little head and looked at Xiao Liulang: "I don't need to study by myself tonight?"

"No need." Xiao Liulang walked over calmly.

Gu Jiao couldn't feel the terrifying atmosphere of Guozijian in him. In fact, because of the approaching spring season, the Gongsheng of Guozijian were going crazy.

Even Lin Chengye and Feng Lin went to bed later and woke up earlier than usual.

The masters did not ask for self-study tonight, but Xiao Liulang was the only one who really dared not to do self-study.

The family of three walked back.

The sky really snowed.

Gu Jiao took out the oil-paper umbrella from the basket, but Xiao Jingkong said that he was going to get drenched in snow!

Fortunately, Gu Jiao brought him a small cloak and put it on for him, like a little wizard.

The little wizard jumped excitedly in the heavy snow: "Wow wow wow——"

Xiao Liulang took the oil-paper umbrella and propped it on top of the two of them, leaning more towards Gu Jiao.

The two walked side by side on the road.

The most comfortable thing in the world is to not talk or feel embarrassed to each other.

Both of them enjoyed the tranquility of this moment, as well as the small sound of babbling from time to time in the small headroom.

"That's right." Gu Jiao suddenly asked him, "What month is your birthday?"

It is written on his household register.

It is also in the marriage certificate of the two.

The reason why she still asks this question proves that she thinks the birthday on the household registration is not his real birthday.

That's how she is, she won't pierce all the window papers at once, but she always inadvertently tore down his line of defense bit by bit with a gentle tone that he couldn't refuse.

"The twelfth lunar month," he said.

"Oh." It was the twelfth lunar month, and Gu Jiao turned to look at him, looking a little obedient, "What's the number?"

Xiao Liulang paused and said lightly, "New Year's Eve."

Gu Jiao smiled.

Not yet.

very nice.

The ancients did not celebrate their birthdays every year, but only the more important ones, such as the first year, the year of birth, the fifteenth birthday for women, the twenties for men and the crown.

The crown is a man's coming-of-age ceremony, which means that he can wear a crown with his hair tied, and he is a real mature man.

However, in Gu Jiao's previous life, the age of eighteen was also a very important birthday.

So she still wanted to give him a pass.

"Xiao Jingkong, when is your birthday?" She called Xiao Jingkong, who lived in front of Sa Huan.

Xiao Qingkong squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow and kneaded snowballs: "New Year's Eve!"

Gu Jiao snorted: "It's such a coincidence."

Xiao Jingkong's eyes lit up: "Is Jiaojiao's birthday also New Year's Eve?"

Gu Jiao smiled: "I'm not, your brother-in-law is."

Xiao Jingkong's smile froze, and the snowball in his hand suddenly became fragrant.

what! Why does he have a birthday with his bad brother-in-law? He doesn't want this birthday!

In fact, Xiao Jingkong's birthday is not necessarily New Year's Eve. He was not a few months old when he was abandoned in the temple, and there are no characters of his birthday in the swaddling clothes.

It was the abbot and abbot who estimated that he was born around New Year's Eve based on his size, so he simply set his birthday on New Year's Eve.

Xiao Jingkong asked Xiao Liulang with a dark face: "Why do you even want to learn from me on your birthday?"

Xiao Liulang's mouth twitched, am I better than you, who learns from whom?

"Ah." Xiao Jingkong sighed sadly.

"What's wrong?" Gu Jiao touched his little head, wouldn't she be so depressed because she bumped into Xiao Liulang's birthday?

Xiao Jingkong spread his hands and sighed: "In previous years, Master and his old man accompanied me. No matter where he was, he would rush back to the temple in time to attend my birthday banquet."

Xiao Liulang was confused, you little monk still have a birthday banquet? What are the conditions in your temple?

Xiao Jingkong sighed again: "The capital is too far away, I'm afraid I won't be able to see Master and his old man this year."

Gu Jiao made up her mind, and an old white-haired monk with a cane staggered to the capital...

Ugh, that's really cruel.

can not come.

Gu Jiao squatted down and looked at him tenderly: "You can celebrate your birthday this year with your brother-in-law."

The two gods are in sync, with a look of disgust: I don't want to.

Gu Jiao added: "Although you can't see your master, you can write to him."

Xiao Jingkong patted his head: "Yes, why didn't I think of it?"

He did what he said, and Xiao Jingkong wrote a long letter to Master that night. The first sentence expressed his deep thoughts for Master, and the next ninety-nine sentences were all showing off and bragging about himself.

This is the completion of a rigorous and sincere letter to his family.

Xiao Liulang said to take it out and send it to him.

He was worried and insisted on sending it himself.

Xiao Liulang had to skip the Guozijian's self-study class the next day and take him to a very distant post house to send a letter.

The postman received the letter and was about to put it in the mailbox.

Xiao Jingkong asked, "Is it sent to Youzhou?"

The postmaster said, "Yes."

Xiao Jingkong said again: "Can you tell me the address again?"

Postman: "..."

Yicheng read the address.

Baiyun Temple in Damang Mountain, Qingquan Town, Pingcheng.

"Well, that's right." Xiao Jingkong nodded solemnly, "Is it a rush for eight hundred miles?"

Postman: "Ordinary mail can't be sent for 800 miles, so it's urgent."

Xiao Jingkong opened his eyes wide and said, "But I'm not an ordinary letter."

It is a home letter to Master that is full of thoughts (only one sentence), life discussion (bragging about how tall you are) and academic exchanges (showing that you have taken the first test many times).

As the year closes, the inn is very busy.

It was because Xiao Jingkong was too cute that Yi Cheng patiently talked to him about it.

But at this moment Yicheng's patience was exhausted.

"Do you want to send it?" he asked.

"If you are not in a hurry, I will not send it." Xiao Jingkong took the letter decisively.

Postman: "..."

Xiao Liulang supported his forehead.

Didn't he just tell the little guy an 800-mile rush story not long ago? Because the information was sent in time, a victory was won.

Xiao Qingkong has no concept of the specific speed and operation of the 800-mile rush, but he thinks these words sound very arrogant, so he also needs 800-mile rush to send a letter!

Xiao Liulang stretched out his hand: "Give me the letter, and I'll rush you eight hundred miles."

"Really?" Xiao Jingkong looked suspicious.

Xiao Liulang nodded: "Really, I guarantee that the letter you sent is an expedited letter of 800 miles!"

Xiao Jingkong's face was serious: "You are not allowed to lie to me!"

Xiao Liulang said sternly: "I lied to you that you are a puppy."

Xiao Jingkong actually doesn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, why the bad brother-in-law tricked him into becoming Xiaoba, obviously Xiaoba is so good...

But he still gave the letter to the bad brother-in-law.

Xiao Liulang walked back to the postmaster, asked for a writing brush, and wrote a large 800 li on the envelope to rush.

Then I asked for a large envelope and put the letter in the small headroom.

Yicheng silently gave a thumbs up.

Cattle.

After sending the letter, Xiao Liulang took Xiaojingkong home.

Just two steps away, Xiao Qingkong clamped his calf and jumped up: "I want to pee!"

Xiao Liulang took Xiao Jingkong to the thatched hut of the post house.

After Xiaojingkong finished peeing, he came out to find someone, but he went in the wrong direction and hit a man's leg all at once.

Back then, a certain little monk touched Ci Gu Jiao like this.

Xiao Qingkong fell to the ground.

The man slowly stretched out his hand and helped him up.

A simple action, but full of elegance and extravagance.

Xiao Qingkong looked up at each other.

He was wearing a heavy purple and gold fox fur, tall and tall, with stern eyebrows and a face like ice jade.

The years did not leave many traces on his face.

He is handsome and stalwart, and his aura is as heavy as a country.

Xiao Jingkong was stunned. After a long while, he remembered that he had bumped into someone, and he sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay," he said lightly.

"Well...then I'm leaving!" Xiao Jingkong walked away!

The man turned and walked towards the carriage.

The eight personal guards saluted in unison: "Master Hou!"

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