Chapter 261 Little Scoundrel Li Xiang

In fact, these cheating methods are just that. During the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, a small cheating book the size of a matchbox was confiscated, which was only 0.5 cm thick.

There are nine small books like this, with a total of more than 100,000 words.

The characters are so small that a grain of rice can cover seven or eight characters.

However, at this early stage, such advanced cheating methods are unlikely to appear.

If he can really get someone to do it, then he's awesome.

When Li Xiang arrived at the examination center, he happened to see the security personnel forking Qian Yun out.

"Stop, stop, stop."

Li Xiang asked them to stop. He knew that Qian Yun was kicked out because of cheating.

"Go get the shackles and put them on him. Put them in front of the door for ten days, and write a sign saying he cheated and hang him on the shackles."

Naturally, no one objected when they heard Li Xiang's proposal for handling the matter.

Qian Yun was also unlucky, as he happened to meet Li Xiang coming over, otherwise he might have been able to get away with it.

"Remember, write down his hometown and name." Li Xiang reminded again.

Everyone followed the order and left. Li Xiang came to Xiao Yu and said, "Teacher, to deal with such speculators, they must be severely punished to serve as a warning to others. Otherwise, it will not be enough to deter those speculators."

"You're right." Xiao Yu nodded and glanced at Li Xiang again: "Why are you here when you're not planning your academy in Jingzhao Prefecture?"

"Oh, teacher, what's going on?" Li Xiang asked, scratching his head.

"Oh, you're only busy with your military academy, stuffing people like Li Yaoshi, Cheng Yizhen, and Yuchi Jingde into the military academy as teachers, but you don't even think about running your liberal arts academy properly?"

Li Xiang could hear that there was something else behind what the old man Xiao Yu said.

On the surface, it was dissatisfaction with Li Xiang's emphasis on military affairs and neglect of literature, but in fact, the deeper meaning was that he wanted Li Xiang to find ways to get him to teach in a literature college.

Teaching, teaching is good.

"Aren't you thinking about who to invite to be the teacher of the School of Literature?" Li Xiang said with a smile: "After much thought, I think we should find a contemporary literary master to teach... By the way, teacher, aren't you a contemporary literary master?"

Hearing Li Xiang's words, Xiao Yu coughed twice.

"Well...if Meng Ze invites me, then I would reluctantly accept it." Xiao Yu looked like he was in a state of confusion.

Li Xiang felt a little upset but he still put on a smile.

Lao Xiao is actually quite good at teaching, you know what.

In fact, Xiao Yu also felt that he had been running out of energy recently and it was time to retreat while the going was good.

What are you waiting for if you don't return it? I'm almost 80 years old, I should find a place to spend my retirement.

He also visited the College of Arts that Li Xiang had built before, especially the small courtyard built for teachers, which really touched his heart.

When the time comes, invite three or five good friends to come to the academy to teach together, and drink wine while you are free. Isn’t that wonderful?

The more Lao Xiao thought about it, the more suitable he felt. He was even thinking about who he should invite to teach in the academy.

After walking around the Examination Hall, Li Xiang felt that it was boring and returned to Jingzhao Prefecture.

This afternoon, there is something more important waiting for Li Xiang.

Yes, today is April 15th, which is the auspicious day set by Li Chunfeng.

This day is the day when Lianqiao gets married.

When I returned to Wude Hall, the courtyard was already decorated with lights and colors.

Li Xiang was still wondering why it wasn't so lively when Sister Baoer and Xiaomao Niang got married?
Then he began to realize that it might be Pei Xueqing's way of showing respect to Li Mingda. After all, Lian Qiao was also Li Mingda's man.

Li Xiaoxiang has now figured it out. What is fat or thin? Is that something I should consider?

As a mature grandson of the emperor, he should understand one thing, that is, no matter whether the woman is fat or thin, he can have them all.

It doesn't matter that Lian Qiao is a little pale, thin and young. As a qualified grandson of the emperor, he should have a harem where all flowers bloom.

This time, the concubine was sent to him personally by Li Mingda.

It's a little bit against the rules, but as long as my aunt is happy.

After sending Lian Qiao into the room, Pei Xueqing invited her, "Aunt, if you have time, why not come and sit in my niece's room."

"Okay." Li Mingda nodded with a smile.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a ding-dong sound coming from the house.

"What's that sound? It's so crisp?" Li Mingda asked with some surprise and interest.

After all, she is the woman who was able to complete the "Rainbow Skirt and Feathered Coat". She is extremely proficient in music and is also very passionate about new musical instruments.

Although the sound was chaotic, there was order in the chaos. Li Mingda could tell at once that the sound must have come from an instrument she had never seen before.

"Oh, it's Bao'er." Pei Xueqing replied, "Xiang'er sent a musical instrument called 'piano' to the room yesterday and asked me to learn it and play it for him often."

"Really?" Li Mingda heard this. Although he still kept smiling, one corner of his mouth quietly pulled down.

"If you are interested, you may come in and take a look." Pei Xueqing invited Li Mingda enthusiastically.

Li Mingda nodded slightly and followed Pei Xueqing into her boudoir.

It must be said that the simple and elegant appearance of the piano immediately attracted Li Mingda's attention.

She walked forward, reached out her hand and gently stroked the body of the piano. It felt cool and very comfortable.

Sitting in front of the piano were not only Feng Yingying, but also Xiao Yourong.

Xiao Yourong now always likes to get close to Feng Yingying. After all, a girl who is not very scheming and has a little bit of wisdom will not make her feel hostile.

In addition, Pei Xueqing's position as the eldest wife became increasingly stable, so Xiao Yourong suppressed her thoughts and began to contact Pei Xueqing and Feng Yingying.

Her idea was simple. She wanted to establish a good relationship with the eldest lady first, so as to avoid being excluded by the new little fairy.

Feng Yingying and Xiao Yourong also noticed Li Mingda's arrival and hurriedly stood up to greet Li Mingda.

Li Mingda waved his hand, indicating that the two did not need to be polite.

She asked Pei Xueqing again: "Is this the piano?"

"Yes, I heard from Xiang'er that it seems to have taken a lot of effort." Pei Xueqing replied with a smile, "If Auntie likes it, I will ask Xiang'er to make one for you and put it in the Sanqing Temple, so that you can pass the time when you have nothing to do."

When speaking, Pei Xueqing intentionally or unintentionally put emphasis on the word "aunt".

There is indeed nothing wrong with this statement, but Li Mingda always feels it is a bit harsh.

Oh, my nephew, it’s just a matter of one word from me, do you still need to say anything?

"No need. If I want one, I will ask Xiang'er to deliver it to me." Li Mingda sat in front of the desk and looked up at Pei Xueqing: "Xueqing, I heard from Xiang'er that you recently wrote a book called "The Investiture of the Gods"? "

"I dare not take credit for it. It was Xiang'er who proposed the structure and asked me to polish it. If it is creation, it is still Xiang'er's credit." Pei Xueqing answered very modestly. "I see." Li Mingda smiled and said, "How many times has Xueqing written it?"

"Aunt, we have already written to the 30th chapter, where Zhou Ji instigates Huang Feihu to rebel." Pei Xueqing said, and gave Baoqin a look.

Baoqin walked forward, pulled out ten chapters of manuscript from the bookshelf beside her, and handed them over with both hands.

"Well, thank you." Li Mingda thanked Baoqin.

Baoqin bowed, said she dared not go back, and stepped aside.

"My niece-in-law's writing style is truly brilliant." Li Mingda flipped through the manuscript and praised Pei Xueqing verbally.

"Aunt, you are too kind. I have only read a few books. When it comes to literary talent, I naturally dare not compare with you." Pei Xueqing was obviously flattering Li Mingda: "Xiang'er once told me that the "Colorful Skirt and Feathered Coat" was repaired by you, and the green lyrics in it were also written by you. How dare your light of firefly compete with your brightness of the moon? If we talk about your literary talent, you can be called the most talented woman in the Tang Dynasty."

"Well, I don't deserve such a title." Li Mingda said modestly, but the corners of his mouth, which were originally downward, had begun to curl up.

Feng Yingying didn't realize anything and just sat there in a daze, resting her hands on her cheeks.

But Xiao Yourong completely understood the verbal sparring between the two men.

This Sister Pei is really a high-level person, and she is also very ambitious...

In these few words, she first showed off the fact that His Highness had given her a piano, then used the matter of "The Investiture of the Gods" to further strengthen her position in her husband's heart, and finally used sweet words to make Princess Jinyang so happy...

What is this? Two slaps and then a sweet date?
You are so brave! Don’t you know what position Princess Jinyang holds in His Highness’ heart?

Unconsciously, Xiao Yourong added a few more plus signs to Pei Xueqing's dangerousness level in his heart.

This woman is a bit scary!
"Or, that." Feng Yingying suddenly spoke.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at her, Feng Yingying continued, "Why don't we go to Xiang'er's bridal chamber and see if he's impatient now!"

She said this without thinking, and she had forgotten that Li Mingda was here, so it was not appropriate to have a bridal chamber disturbance.

"Okay." Li Mingda didn't take it seriously. She knew that Xiang'er's wife was a bit of a fool, so she didn't take it to heart.

"It's just the twilight hour now, so I guess Xiang'er isn't that anxious yet." Pei Xueqing said with a smile, "Why don't we go to Xiang'er's room and sit for a while, so that Sister Lianqiao won't get nervous."

"Okay." Xiao Yourong took the lead in expressing that he and Pei Xueqing would stand on the same team.

Even though she has been getting a little close to Li Mingda recently, she is unwilling to stand against Pei Xueqing.

Who knew Pei Xueqing could give herself an invisible soft knife while smiling sweetly.

The four of them left as soon as they said they would, and tiptoed towards Lian Qiao's room.

The Wude Hall is very large. According to Li Xiang's estimation, it is at least three to four thousand square meters, so it can accommodate several concubines.

Lian Qiao came to the Wude Hall and naturally had her own independent room.

She is different now. She is no longer a maid, but a real lady.

Parentheses, the grandson's.

After all, Zhang Lianqiao used to be Li Mingda's maid, so her massage skills can be said to be quite good. Li Xiang sat on the bed and let Lianqiao give him a massage.

"Oh, that feels good. Move a little further to the side."

After sitting for a long time, the neck will naturally feel sore. With Zhang Lianqiao's massage, Li Xiang felt much more comfortable.

"It's good to make oil." Li Xiang praised repeatedly: "Who did you learn this skill from?"

"Your Highness, it's with the imperial physician." Zhang Lianqiao lowered her head shyly, her face flushed.

Seeing her shy and timid look, Li Xiang suddenly felt that Zhang Lianqiao was actually quite good. What's wrong with you, sister?

Li Xiang, who always thinks of himself as a little white rabbit, was just about to show his bestiality when he suddenly heard a giggle from outside.

"Who?" Li Xiang turned around and asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

"You said Lian Qiao, even if she married into your Wude Hall, she would still have to massage your shoulders." Li Mingda rolled his eyes at him, "I usually asked you to bring a few maids with you, but you didn't listen, and you let Lian Qiao suffer."

"Look at what you said, it's as if I'm a scumbag, aunt." Li Xiang quickly cried out for justice.

Then he looked at Li Mingda suspiciously and said, "Aunt, why are you still staying in my Wude Hall instead of going back to your Daji Hall?"

Hearing this, Li Mingda couldn't help but get furious.

"You are such a heartless fellow..."

"No, I mean this is not suitable for children. Auntie, you are a child..."

Li Xiang didn’t say anything else. Those who understood would understand.

Li Mingda was so angry that he laughed, what do you mean I am a child?

I am seventeen years old this year, which means I have reached the age of marriage if I put my age in brackets. How come I am already a child?

"Don't you even look at your hairstyle?" Li Xiang pointed at his head and said, "Look at these two tufts of hair. You haven't even reached the age of marriage yet!"

Hearing this, Li Mingda couldn't help but choke.

According to the rules, she had to be twenty years old before she could reach the age of marriage.

"The Book of Rites: Inner Regulations" states that "girls...are allowed to wear a hairpin when they are fifteen years old." "Girl" means tying the hair with a hairpin. Zheng Xuan's note says: "It refers to those who are of marriageable age. When a girl is allowed to marry, she is given a hairpin and given a given name. If she is not allowed to marry, she is allowed to wear a hairpin when she is twenty years old."

The general meaning is that if a girl is engaged, she should be of age 15; if she is not engaged, she should be of age 20.

However, Li Mingda was in poor health and had become a monk, so naturally he had to be 20 years old before he could reach the age of marriage.

Before that, you have to tie two sky-high buns.

Of course, when in a Taoist temple, he would be more casual and occasionally wear a Taoist bun, but most of the time he still had Nezha's hairstyle.

"Even if I am seven or eight years old this year, I am still your aunt!" Li Mingda's face turned cold.

"Yes, the one who is one level older can crush the person to death." Li Xiang said with a smile. What a little scoundrel who is so annoying that he wants to kill people.

"Xiang'er!" Pei Xueqing scolded softly, "You are so disrespectful. How can you talk to your aunt like this?"

Li Xiang felt a chill on the back of his neck. When he saw Pei Xueqing's reproachful look, he felt guilty for no reason.

So he quickly apologized to Li Mingda: "I'm sorry, auntie, I was wrong——"

"For Xueqing's sake, I'll spare you this time!" Li Mingda glared at Li Xiang and took the small basket from Xiao Yourong.

"This is a gift for you. Do you see it? Dates, longans, and lotus seeds. I wish you a son soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Wang De shouting outside.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! The Saint is calling!"

(End of this chapter)