Others take the scientific examination for fame and wealth, but Xuancheng is different.
She wanted to prove herself, and also to make her father look at her more.
Born in an emperor's family, family love is more luxurious than gold and jewels. To be honest, every prince and princess actually lacks family love. They are well-dressed and well-fed, and have thousands of followers, but their hearts are a desert.
Xuancheng works very hard. She often wonders, if she is very good and better than other princes and princesses, will her father be less indifferent to her?
The fifth place in the second-class Jinshi was an amazing achievement. For a pampered princess, it was very shocking.
After Li Qinzai reported her results with a smile, Xuancheng opened his eyes wide and looked at him intently. After a long time, two large tears slowly flowed down, and then the tears fell uncontrollably.
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Li Qinzai sighed. He knew what Xuancheng cared about, not rankings or results.
"When the results were released today, your results have been sent to the Tai Chi Palace. Your father was very happy. He held a singing and dancing party to celebrate. He drank a lot of wine. Xuancheng, he is proud of you. You are his Pride." Li Qinzai said softly.
Xuancheng burst into tears.
The sad cry echoed in the classroom, like a memorial for years of unrequited requests.
Li Qinzai sat down opposite her and stayed with her quietly.
There is a lot of suffering in the world, and it is often inflicted on innocent people without any reason.
There may be no other way except crying.
Li Qinzai stayed with her quietly for a long time, until Xuancheng gradually vented his depression and cried intermittently, Li Qinzai took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her.
"You look so ugly when you cry, with lots of snot and tears. If those bastards in the school who have a crush on you see you like this, all their illicit thoughts will be wiped out."
Xuancheng snorted and blew out two big snot bubbles off guard. He finally stopped crying and raised his eyes to give him a cautious and dissatisfied look.
Li Qinzai also laughed: "You have to live your life. If you feel uncomfortable, cry a few times. After crying, wipe your tears and continue on your way."
"Xuancheng, in the knowledge of things, there is a law of conservation of quality, which means that God will silently record the suffering that everyone endures in his life, and will repay you with another kind of blessing in the future..."
"Everyone has equal sufferings and blessings from birth to death. You have suffered all the sufferings, and then you are waiting for the blessings to come to you and live a smooth life. This is called 'conservation' law'."
"This knowledge is just a small thing that my husband gave you. After all, my husband always prefers smart and diligent students."
Xuancheng wiped away his tears and handed Li Qinzai's handkerchief back. Halfway through the handover, he remembered something and suddenly withdrew his hand, putting the handkerchief into his arms as if nothing had happened.
"Thank you sir for your explanation. I just lost my temper." Xuancheng stood up and saluted.
"Oh, it's nothing. The main reason is that you look too ugly when you cry. I really can't stand it. You should smile more to make you look better."
Xuancheng subconsciously covered his face and said shyly: "Is this disciple really ugly?"
"It's ugly when you cry," Li Qinzai corrected: "Apart from the moment when I blew the snot bubbles, I was stunned. I admit that I was betting on how big the snot bubbles could be blown..."
"Oh! You... are going to die!" Xuancheng was so embarrassed that he hid his face and ran out of the house.
Li Qinzai quickly grabbed her collar and carried her back.
"Stop your emotions first, and then run away in shame later. Return my kerchief first. It's enough to comfort you. Why do you still want to follow my kerchief?"
Xuancheng blushed with embarrassment and reached into his arms in embarrassment to return the scarf that he had secretly hidden just now.
Li Qinzai didn't care that the kerchief was stained with her tears and nose, so he stuffed it into his arms and let go.
"Okay, now you can run away as much as you want. Remember to run to the east of Zhuangzi. Don't run to the wrong place. There is a farmer on the west who has a vicious dog. It's very ferocious. Last time, there was an unnamed bastard named Wu. I just ran the wrong way and was chased by the whole village’s dogs all night long, tsk!”
"Run, sister."
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Life seemed to have returned to peace, and Li Qinzai resumed his indifferent life of teaching, fishing, and spending time with his wife and children every day, enjoying himself in indifference.
It's so comfortable. Compared with the stormy days of the past few days, Li Qinzai prefers the calm weather now.
Some people are naturally aggressive and like to gain fame and wealth in chaos and fights, but Li Qinzai is naturally fond of tranquility and has nothing to do with his status or rank.
The only thing in this life that could arouse Li Qinzai's aggressive mentality was unless he, his wife, and his children were short of food and clothing, and a man's responsibility to the family was seriously challenged.
There is no shortage of food and clothing, so why fight to the death?
Wouldn't it be nice to quietly enjoy a life without worrying about food and clothing?
In the afternoon of the next day, a fast horse arrived at Ganjing Village. The knight came from the Duke's Mansion in Chang'an.
After meeting Li Qinzai, the knight gave him a letter written by Li Ji, with only two words written on it, "Hongbi".
Li Qinzai took one look and understood that this was the name Li Ji gave to his newborn great-grandson.
Although Li Qinzai is promising, he is still a junior in the family. He is not even qualified to name his son. There are many elders ahead of him.
Li Ji shouldered the honor of naming his great-grandson without hesitation.
The word "Hongbi" is a bit esoteric, and Li Qinzai doesn't quite understand it. As a highly respected and talented gentleman from Ganjing Zhuang, he is too embarrassed to ask others for advice. However, Li Ji's autographed letter only contains these two words, without any explanation or allusion.
What the hell are you doing!
I went into the study and looked through various books, but I couldn't find an explanation for the word "Hongbi".
Li Qinzai became a little irritable and considered whether to go back to Chang'an City for these two words. He grabbed Li Ji's beard and asked him fiercely, are you challenging my IQ?
The consequences were unimaginable, so Li Qinzai could only think about it in his mind, and soon gave up on this suicide plan.
Returning to the bedroom in the backyard, Cui Jie wrapped a white towel around her head and sat on the bed for confinement. The baby in her arms was sipping milk with her eyes closed, and her little nose made syllables of "um, um, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, and ah," Cui Jie said.
When Li Qinzai walked in, Cui Jie didn't even look at him. She just lowered her head and stared at the nursing baby with tender eyes.
Tsk, when you have a son, you forget about your husband, and you don’t even think about where the baby would come from if the husband didn’t work hard at the work.
Sitting next to Cui Jie, Li Qinzai reached out and pinched the baby's pink cheeks. The baby suddenly frowned in dissatisfaction.
"You dare to be unhappy? Do you believe that tomorrow I will ask you to dance when you smell the chicken and recite the multiplication table by the way?" Li Qinzai raised his eyebrows.
Cui Jie rolled her eyes at him: "My husband is becoming more and more promising. He even cares about his newborn baby."
