Scheme of the Official Descendant

Xiao Jinglin looked at Xiao Jingxi for a while, pursed her lips, and then looked away.

The smile on Xiao Jingxi's face deepened.

Ren Yaoqi looked at Xiao Jingxi, and let him look at Xiao Jinglin again. Although she felt a little weird, she still followed Xiao Jingxi's words and said, "So it's time for me to see you again next time?"

Xiao Jinglin sighed, thought about it, and raised her head: "No, my brother will help me. I can come out today because he helped me."

Then, Princess Xiao looked at her brother seriously, and said seriously and Xinnai: "Is that right, brother?"

Xiao Jingxi couldn't help but smiled: "Of course. Lin'er has always been well-behaved and obedient, and I would naturally not refuse such small requests."

The siblings looked at each other and smiled, only two of them could understand the meaning of the smile.

Ren Yaoqi felt sensitively that the atmosphere suddenly became a bit tense.

She looked at the siblings back and forth a few times, and finally decided very sensibly that she had found nothing, because she felt that the so-called rattling in front of her was a little childish.

Fortunately, this atmosphere did not last long. Under Ren Yaoqi's deliberate adjustments, the three sat together drinking tea and chatting.

But basically Ren Yaoqi talked to Xiao Jingxi, or Ren Yaoqi talked to Xiao Jinglin.

Ren Yaoqi and Xiao Jingxi discussed chess and calligraphy, and Xiao Jinglin discussed Kyoto's famous dishes and dim sum. After such a chat, the atmosphere is harmonious.

"Why would you think of practicing left-hand calligraphy?" Xiao Jingxi asked.

Ren Yaoqi thought about it. In fact, it was pure fun to practice left-handed calligraphy at first. Her father collected a pair of left-handed calligraphy by Gao Fengxiang, and praised her, so she started practicing. However, after arriving in Kyoto, she accidentally injured her right hand and could only write with her left hand. After I got better, I practiced a few strokes whenever I had time.

"My father likes Gao Fengxiang's words." Ren Yaoqi replied vaguely.

Xiao Jingxi nodded and did not ask any more questions.

Dongsheng came back almost an hour later.

"Little has already delivered the letter to the Lei Family Patriarch."

Xiao Jingxi turned his gaze on him, and then asked, "Did he notice it?"

"Thunder is very alert this time. When the little one threw the letter to him, he immediately caught up. The little one took him around the alleys in the city for a few times before throwing the person away. Please rest assured, Lord. He didn't see the little one."

Dongsheng said very confidently. Although his kung fu is not as good, he may not even be as good as Thunder, but in terms of his ability to escape, few people can catch up with him.

Xiao Jingxi nodded and told him to retreat.

When things came to an end, Ren Yaoqi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After sitting for a while, Ren Yaoqi decided to leave.

Xiao Jinglin said suddenly: "Yao period, can you play the piano?"

Ren Yaoqi was stunned: "I know some."

"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

After thinking about it, Ren Yaoqi nodded. It's not that she doesn't want to be humble, she does know all of these, and she is still proficient, and she should say "will".

Xiao Jinglin said immediately: "Well, then you come to the palace to teach me."

After a pause, she said, "The luthier my mother invited me, I can understand every word she said, but unfortunately I don't understand much after we get it together."

Xiao Jinglin was unavoidably irritable when she said this. She was very flexible when she held a knife and a gun, but those elegant things were really not good.

Seeing her frustration, Xiao Jingxi, who had mentioned this matter before, also comforted: "You just spend less time on this. Last time I heard you play a song, or...cough...not without any talent. ."

Xiao Jinglin frowned: "I don't have so much time wasted on this kind of woman's affairs."

Xiao Jingxi: "..."

Young Master Xiao Er is unfortunately proficient in these "women's things". And these are also what aristocrats must know, not only women need to learn.

Xiao Jinglin added a blank expression: "I also heard my mother and Madam Xin complaining, how great it would be for my son and daughter to fall apart!"

"Ahem..." Ren Yaoqi suddenly choked on drinking water, she put down her tea bowl and took out a handkerchief.

Ren Yaoqi did not dare to look up, she was afraid that she would laugh and be seen by Xiao Jingxi. For some reason, she felt Xiao Jinglin deliberately.

Ren Yaoqi was not the only one who felt this way. Xiao Jingxi took a long time to look at Xiao Jinglin, and then sensibly regarded Xiao Jinglin as having heard nothing but bowed his head to drink tea.

However, his noncommittal attitude caused Xiao Jinglin to pause, and then swiftly followed instinct and added expressionlessly: "I also think that Xiao Jingkang, as the eldest son of our Yanbei Palace, is addicted to piano chess all day long. Painting and calligraphy, even riding and shooting were abandoned in the end, it shouldn't be!"

Ren Yaoqi: "..."

Xiao Jingxi glanced at Xiao Jinglin with a smile.

Xiao Jinglin turned her head and continued to talk with Ren Yaoqi: "Can you teach me some time?" Xiao Jinglin felt that she could get along with Ren Yaoqi. If she learned from her, then learning what she hates might not be so boring. .

Ren Yaoqi was actually fine in Yunyang City, but she didn't respond immediately. The person who can be invited by the Yanbei Palace to teach the princess is definitely not the general generation. If Xiao Jinglin quit others and replaced her, it would inevitably leave a frivolous impression.

Xiao Jingxi spoke at the right time: "In my opinion, the luthier is best to stay. After all, Miss Ren can't be free every day. If she can go any day, you might as well learn from the luthier. That luthier may be staid, but she is unique in piano art. Wen has no first place and Wu has no second. In fact, his skills are the same as those of Wen. Proper communication can make his skills more refined."

Ren Yaoqi agreed with this point, and couldn't help but nodded: "Young Master Xiao said it right."

So it was decided that when Ren Yaoqi had free time, Xiao Jinglin would send someone to pick her up. However, Ren Yaoqi said frankly that he was going to visit his grandfather tomorrow, and he could not go there.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ren Yaoqi finally got up and returned home.

Standing in a small lane, Thunder looked around carefully, and finally had to admit that he had lost people.

When he chased him out, he was still wearing a filial attire, and it was inevitable that passing pedestrians would look at him once or twice. Fortunately, the person had been walking in the narrow alley just now, and he didn't encounter too many people along the way.

Lei Zhen took out what the man threw to him, his eyes were unpredictable, it was a folded piece of paper, and it appeared in front of him in the same way as last time. Similarly, he didn't know who the person who delivered him the letter twice was, and what was the purpose.

After a moment of silence, Lei Zhen calmly unfolded the letter in his hand. Sure enough, it was the man's handwriting last time.

Just looking at it, Lei Zhen's face changed. After reading it, he still stood there and didn't move.

The young Lei Family Patriarch's mood at the moment is very complicated, surprised, confused and even a little wary.

After a while, he finally put away the letter in his hand, folded it and received it in his sleeve, and then walked back without looking back.

Liu Gui brought a few nursing homes with him before he went far.

Lei Ting stopped Liu Guidi's inquiry and sent away the nursing home.

On the way back, Lei Ting didn't speak until he was about to walk to the door of the house.

"Order to go down and prepare for a funeral tomorrow morning." Although Lei Ting was still calm when he said this, Liu Gui felt like he was squeezed out of his teeth.

However, he was more shocked: "Master, wouldn't the burial tomorrow just stop the coffin for three days? Isn't that right? ... And the Liu family should be able to arrive tomorrow afternoon, and the burial in the morning may cause more Rumors."

What Liu Gui didn't say was that there was a disturbance outside now. Some people said that Mrs. Lei had committed suicide by doing something wrong, and some people said that Mrs. Lei was killed. Obviously someone is behind it.

Therefore, even Lei Ting was very disgusted with the Liu family who forced Mrs. Lei to commit suicide, but still planned to wait for the Liu family to come before they were buried. This was also explained by Mrs. Lei.

If the Lei family rushed to bury Mrs. Lei Tai before the Liu family in such a hurry, then the rumors outside would be even more difficult to stop. The Lei family can lose everything, but face can't be lost, because if even the face is lost, nothing is left.

Lei Ting squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I know, do as I say!"

Although he didn't know the purpose of the person who delivered the letter to him, he had no choice.

He remembered his grandmother’s stubborn crazy eyes before her death, the old man who had been stubborn and tough for a lifetime, holding his hand tightly, saying every word: "Lei family, you can’t be destroyed in our hands! No, you can die. Can't."

Seeing Lei Ting's insistence, Liu Gui lowered his head to agree, and just asked, "What if someone obstructs?"

The more they want to settle things down, the less someone will let them do it.

There was a sneer at the corner of Thunder's mouth: "I'm afraid they won't come."

"Lord?" Liu Gui was still a little surprised no matter how steady he was.

Lei Ting closed his eyes, and the tiredness on his face could no longer be concealed: "It's not really a funeral tomorrow, but let them believe that we had funerals in advance to cover up the so-called truth. It's just that my incompetence will cause grandmother and her elderly to suffer. I'm not peaceful even if I die."

Liu Gui shook his head and said, "Master, you should understand Mrs. Tai. As long as you can keep Lei's house, Mrs. Tai won't account for this."

"Yes, she doesn't care. But as a son and grandson, can't she care? After all, I am incompetent." Lei Ting said in a dark voice.

He was able to agree to the strategy in the letter because he knew his grandmother. In her mind, nothing is more important than their ability to regain the glory of the ancestors. She believes that everything can be sacrificed for this purpose.

On the second day, Mrs. Lei's sudden burial caused a lot of trouble in Yunyang City.

Although the Lei family has deliberately kept a low profile, it has attracted the attention of many people.

The Patriarch of the Lei family explained that because his grandmother asked for a dream at night, he asked the eminent monk of Dedao to do some calculations, and concluded that stopping the coffin for three days is better than stopping the coffin for seven days. RS