You should always express your gratitude when doing things for others. This is also the wisdom of the world. Adults over the age of twenty basically understand this truth, and it is true in ancient and modern times.
Cui Linqian may be sensible, but his daughter may not understand.
Cui Jie was stunned for a long time, and then she was so angry that she punched Li Qinzai with a big belly.
Li Qinzai was afraid that she might have hurt her fetus, so he didn't dare to mention it again. He still felt a little regretful.
The structure of aristocratic families and clans is just different. Look at how sensible Prince Teng is. He almost went bankrupt in order to express himself, and his sincerity is almost overflowing.
Everyone is father-in-law, so Li Qinzai can't treat one favorably over another, right?
Cui Jie, who was tired from beating, was lying next to her. She suddenly felt a little sleepy. When her consciousness was drowsy, it suddenly occurred to her that she had not yet asked why her husband's attitude changed so quickly.
Last night I saw Li Qinzai frowning and not knowing how to reject her father, but today he happily agreed to give her two titles. Isn't it embarrassing for him?
"Husband," Cui Jie yawned, her hands naturally touched her swollen belly, and asked vaguely: "Why did you suddenly agree to my father?"
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "I have my own way. I won't offend your father and can perfectly shirk responsibility. If things don't work out, he won't blame me..."
As he was talking, there was no movement around him. Li Qinzai turned around and saw that Cui Jie had fallen asleep, with a peaceful face, a smile on his lips, his hands on his belly, and a purring sound like a kitten coming from his throat.
The sleeping look is a bit cute.
Li Qinzai smoothed her hair, put a quilt on her and looked at her sleeping lovingly.
A pair of people spend their whole life together, weathering the wind and snow, ups and downs, possessing wealth and splendor, and if they remain as they are today at the end of their lives, life is enough.
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After getting Li Qinzai's exact reply, Cui Linqian left with satisfaction.
A good son-in-law, a good son-in-law, and he really did not disappoint him. The imperial examination was nothing, and the little emperor failed in the end. No matter whether he suppressed the powerful family or promoted the poor family, he still let the aristocratic family take advantage of the loophole.
How can things in this world be fair? Power is the only fairness, and the same is true for scientific examinations.
Before Cui Linqian left, he left behind two young members of the Cui family and asked them to stay at Ganjingzhuang Academy for a while. Although their career was decided, there was no harm in learning more from their son-in-law.
Besides, next month is the scientific examination period, so you can’t follow him all the way back to Qingzhou, right?
Cui Ling and Cui Rui looked bitter, but Cui Linqian said something and they didn't dare to disobey.
The two of them have personally experienced the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Ganjingzhuang Academy. To be honest, it's a bit scary. They can't afford to offend anyone in it, and judging from the attitude of the students, they don't seem to have a very good temper.
So the next days were the days when the two of them endured the humiliation and slapped their faces with big mouths without daring to fight back.
Li Qinzai and Cui Jie sent Cui Linqian out of the village, and the Li family also dressed neatly and put up a guard of honor. Cui Linqian was very relieved and very honorable.
Seeing that Cui Linqian had already boarded the carriage, Li Qinzai felt anxious and said: "My father-in-law, please go slowly, please give me a little..."
Before he finished speaking, Cui Jie, who had been guarding him, quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands.
Cui Linqian turned back in confusion, and Cui Jie forced a smile at him: "Dad, go slowly, my husband is reluctant to leave you."
Cui Linqian nodded happily: "What a good son-in-law, a good son-in-law!"
The Cui family's entourage left with the carriage, and Cui Jie punched him hard and said angrily: "Why don't you give up? It's not enough to blackmail Prince Teng. Do you want to bankrupt my family as well?"
Li Qinzai said sternly: "How can your Cui family compare with Prince Teng? With thousands of years of heritage, it is not easy for your family to go bankrupt. Your husband and I have been relatively poor recently. How about a little subsidy from my husband?"
Cui Jie rolled her eyes at him: "No serious words!"
Li Qinzai said seriously: "The word 'poor' is true. Your husband and I are really poor..."
Seeing that Cui Jie was too lazy to pay attention to him, Li Qinzai couldn't help but look melancholy in the direction of Cui Linqian's carriage, and sighed quietly: "I didn't expect that my father-in-law is really ignorant..."
You really didn't express anything at all, so don't blame me for screwing up.
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After seeing off her father-in-law, the couple returned to the other courtyard. Cui Jie yawned and went to catch up on her sleep. A pregnant woman is prone to sleepiness and spends most of the day either eating or sleeping.
Li Qinzai came to the front yard alone and saw Lao Wei and Tang Ji competing in martial arts.
Li Qinzai was overjoyed and immediately found a comfortable position and squatted on the ground to admire it.
Lao Wei is definitely a master in Li Qinzai's mind, and Tang Ji, according to Liu Asi's observation, seems to be pretty good too.
The two people competed against each other in martial arts. It was a rare showdown between peerless masters. It was no less exciting than the battle at the top of the Forbidden City between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.
Being able to watch such a wonderful showdown without buying a ticket is a huge profit.
The two of them were sparring without using weapons, only fists and kicks. When Li Qinzai came over, the sparring had already been going on for a while.
Li Qinzai didn't know much about the martial arts of this era, and the martial arts of boxing and kicking had not yet developed.
As early as the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the legendary Shaolin Zen Master Bodhidharma came to the Central Plains from Tianzhu. However, the so-called Shaolin Kungfu taught by Bodhidharma is just a fiction in later martial arts novels. Bodhidharma is the ancestor of Zen, and he taught Mahayana Buddhism.
, it’s not Shaolin martial arts at all.
Of course, Datang also had real skills.
It is said that there is a boxing and kicking Kung Fu called "Tang Shou", which was later stolen by Japanese thieves, changed a few moves, and renamed it "Karate". It was openly cited as the quintessence of the country, and it was invincible.
Li Qinzai doesn't know much about kung fu, but that doesn't stop him from appreciating it.
I have watched too many movies and TV shows in my past life, in which the masters flew around and punched the opponent. Before they even touched the opponent's clothes, the opponent flew backwards and vomited blood.
This is called professionalism.
So Li Qinzai looked at Old Wei and Tang Ji with great expectation, not asking them to fly around. Old Wei was old and probably couldn't fly. At least spitting out two taels of blood to show respect for Chinese Kung Fu wouldn't be too much, right?
However, Li Qinzai watched for a long time, and his expression gradually changed from expectation to disappointment.
The fight between the two was very real. You punched me, kicked me, and hit you with a fist. If you could avoid it, you would hide. If you couldn't avoid it, you would bear the punch and then punch in return.
Occasionally, there are some unscrupulous tricks, such as the monkey kicking the peach, inserting two fingers into the eye, etc. The two sides fight without chivalry, but instead look like two tomb robbers who have unevenly divided the spoils and are fighting among themselves.
Li Qinzai's cheek twitched a few times.
Is that all?
In the previous life, brother Haonan in Causeway Bay was better at fighting for land than these two guys.
What's the point of arguing when the fight looks so ugly? Wouldn't it be more efficient to just spit and spread lime when they meet?
Li Qinzai squatted aside and let out a long yawn.
From now on, it would be best to establish a family rule. Any discussions between lords and masters should only be carried out by cutting each other with knives. Fighting-style duels between gangsters are prohibited. It is not humiliating enough.