The next day, the hug might be very tight, so it was rare to see Si Qin Mi's charming face when she opened her eyes. Usually she was already dressing up when she opened her eyes.
She is extremely beautiful, with an oval face that is slightly baby-fat, and has the grace and dignity unique to a beauty. She has willow-leaf and phoenix eyes. She is nostalgic and doting, and is about to drown in her tenderness.
He gave me a kiss and hugged him tighter. How can I put it in this sentence? It was warm and caring.
The orchid fragrance was charming, Zhuang Xun rubbed her jade neck, comfortably enjoying the beauty's caress and comfort.
"I'm going to buy some gifts today, sir, but you can't fall in love with the bed." Si Qinmi said so, but actually made no move to refuse, letting Zhuang Xun's greed for warmth and fragrance go.
"Madam, what do you think General Li will do to me?" Zhuang Xun said with some anxiety. Only here in Siqin Mi did he feel at ease.
"I won't eat you. I have Sister Li to help you." Siqin comforted him and patted his back gently.
"No matter how helpful I am, I will still worry." No matter how confident he is, he will still worry before the exam, not to mention that Zhuang Xun has no confidence now.
"So it's said that it's not good for you to demote your concubine to a common wife? In this way, the husband's status will match Sister Li's. Even General Li can't pick out how to stab him." Si Qinmi said with a smile, as if he didn't care about the status of his wife. .
"That's a nice thought. Do you want me to owe you my whole life?" Zhuang Xun kissed Siqin Mi's forehead again. Siqin Mi smiled. Although Zhuang Xun's rejection was expected, he still couldn't help but feel a little pang in his heart. A hint of sweetness.
This is how feelings are, you are good to me and I am good to you, we cling to each other and cannot live without each other, just like fish and water. Only with fish can the water be alive. Only with water can the fish live.
"That's not bad, you can return me as a concubine in your next life." Si Qinmi said with a chuckle, her eyes reflecting Zhuang Xun's ordinary face.
But the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and Si Qinmi felt that her husband was the best.
"Really? We will cultivate immortality together in the next life. My wife's talent will definitely be stronger than mine, and I will continue to hug my lap and take advantage of her."
Zhuang Xun joked that he had already thought of the secluded life in the next life, not to mention, he was still yearning for it.
"Lang Jun is too self-effacing. Lang Jun, you are already very good. There are a few people in the younger generation who can sit in such a high position as you. Why should you belittle yourself?" He held Zhuang Xun in his arms and said the right words. Considering the height difference, a tall, plump beauty hugged the slightly short Zhuang Xun, and her long sleeves looked like wonton skins wrapping meat.
"No, I relied on others, especially the emperor's sealing, which was inexplicable. Think about it, what does the immortal of the Battle of Xishui have to do with me? If he just praised me a few words, he would seal me. "Zhuang Xun didn't want to belittle himself so much.
When he first came to this world, he relied on his ability to count to gain a foothold, and he still felt that he was quite good.
Then, I met Si Qinmi, this eldest sister. You said that there may be differences in training for female celebrities in housework, and environmental influence in poetry, but in terms of judgment of things, time travel should be based on overall planning and comprehensive analysis.
But with Si Qinmi's ability to see things at a glance, Zhuang Xun felt like an ignorant student. For the same thing, Si Qinmi could analyze the essence hidden behind the thing, like a line, full of dialectical logic.
At times like this, Zhuang Xun felt that he had read the book in vain, and he still had the same feeling as attending lectures in college. Si Qinmi analyzed it and found that he knew it, but when the same incident was placed in front of him, he was helpless.
At first, it could be explained by the fact that Si Qin Mi knew more than him, but the longer we got along with him, we realized that some people were born geniuses, and some people were born mediocre, and he himself was mediocre.
Fortunately, such a genius is his wife, and there are two of them. No matter how talented they are, they are always below him, or perhaps above him.
Li Rusi is also a genius. God knows how strong the sense of security is with her by his side, which makes up for the shortcomings of ordinary people.
Why don't you feel inferior? He is going to marry the proud daughter of heaven. Only he knows what he has picked up.
An analogy is, if others sell the Red Sky Sword as a fire stick, I am about to pick it up, so why don't I feel guilty?
"So what, even if they have some ulterior motives, at least Lang Jun, you are now leading the army at a young age and have elite soldiers. How many people in Jizhou can compare with you." Siqin Mi said in a result-oriented manner, with a look in his eyes. It’s even more brilliant.
"It's just luck. If it's based on ability, I feel like I can't meet the standards of General Li's son-in-law..."
"Luck? Mr. Lang, you always think too much and are still pursuing the so-called fairness. Although there is an underworld, I still think what you said is wrong. If you think about it, how can the royal nobles marry so many beauties? Is it because they are very capable? Why must a man's ability match that of a woman before he can marry her?" Si Qin Mi's smile became more intense. Today she found an opportunity. She wanted to correct Zhuang Xun's misconceptions.
"..." Zhuang Xun couldn't react for a moment. When he thought about the earth, there were too many examples of this kind to come up with. The world is also like this. He used money to make the goddess like him, but with his ability, he seemed to have no choice but to rely on his ability. To achieve happiness, because most people have mediocre abilities, no matter how hard you try to accumulate, it will be nothing more than that.
"I'm a good husband. What do you think of your ability?" Si Qinmi kissed Zhuang Xun on the cheek, and woke up Zhuang Xun from thinking about it.
Regarding the hallucination on the cheek, Zhuang Xun slowly said what he recognized: "It's like appearance, the ability to handle things, etc."
"Do you think status counts?" Si Qinmi asked after hearing further questions. Seeing Zhuang Xun's confused expression, he slowly put away his smile.
"Forget it. After all, status can be considered attractive, but I don't have much status in front of General Li." Zhuang Xun agreed after hesitation. Since he recognized his ability including appearance, he gave his own explanation.
"We won't discuss General Li. We will only discuss you, Lang Jun. Since you think status, appearance and the ability to handle events are all considered abilities, do you think you are capable, Lang Jun?" Si Qinmi asked again.
"It doesn't count. It's all given to me by others. It's inexplicable. I have to get it myself." Zhuang Xun may be used to being honest and honest, and feels that this kind of opportunism and pie-in-the-sky pie cannot be counted against his ability. Simple cognition, only what you can master belongs to you.
"So Lang Jun, don't you think you've fallen into sophistry? On the one hand, you require your inner cultivation to reach a level that can compete with outstanding people, and ignore your own external conditions. On the other hand, you borrow appearance and family situation from outsiders. Give recognition." Si Qinmi said Zhuang Xun's double standards were double standards.
Others rely on appearance, height, money, family, and so-called cheating to marry a beautiful woman and open a harem, so-called advantages. Zhuang Xun relies on power and position, and luck to marry a beautiful woman. He cannot open a harem because he has no appearance. The advantage of height.
Big mistake.
"You are about to be the chief official of a group. Your power and position will allow you to do whatever you want. No matter where your status comes from, just like the princes and nobles have never thought about where their status comes from. Now, this It's your ability and your advantages. You can hold your head high and be proud and complacent. You are the chief officer of the first rank, and you are an important minister who is better than the second rank." Si Qinmi encouraged.
"This..." Zhuang Xun understood what Si Qin Mi meant. What she wanted to express was that people should be considered comprehensively, and her evaluation of herself was also quite accurate.
I have indeed always measured my own shortcomings against the strengths of others, and then came to the idea that I am inferior to others.
"Mr. Lang, please expand a little. Is concubine your ability?" Si Qinmi's smile had completely disappeared and she faced Zhuang Xun's confused eyes.
"Of course you are my ability, you are me, I am you, we live on the same bed and die on the same acupuncture point." Facing Siqin Mi's question, Zhuang Xun responded almost immediately.
"Then Sir, why do you have to belittle yourself? My concubine is your ability. He Xiucai and Wang Xiaowei are all your ability. The king can not only use his knowledge to reward and punish his subordinates to gain expertise, Lang Jun, you are Lord, you are the chief official of a place. The only ability you need is to manage your officials well and coordinate the supply of materials and goods to revive Jiannan. You have done a very good job, very well, even I am ashamed of myself."
Si Qinmi's argument followed Zhuang Xun's logic and defeated Zhuang Xun from within.
Zhuang Xun was defeated by her words, and his long-established ideas were also shaken.
Feeling like he was drowning, Zhuang Xun grasped the last straw: "These are all luck, all luck..."
"Isn't the birth of these princes and generals luck? Maybe the underworld can decide who will be born into the prince's womb? But it can decide a person's appearance? The growth of appearance is not a kind of luck. Lang Jun, you deny luck, but you don't deny that luck causes The result." Si Qinmi's words were sharp, and Zhuang Xun was completely silent.
"I have heard the story told by my husband." Seeing Zhuang Xun's uncertain expression, Si Qinmi's words became as gentle as the whispers of the spring breeze.
"In my leisure time, it is very interesting to listen to the stories Lang Jun tells. In the stories you tell, Lang Jun, the male protagonist is usually a hard-working man. Through his own efforts, even if it is stealing, he finally gains status."
Si Qinmi looked at Zhuang Xun's face, wanting to put him in the role of such a struggling person, but looking around, he felt that his husband was not such a determined person, and he didn't know how he could sympathize with such a character.
"Um……"
"And these male protagonists generally don't trust their wives and lovers very much. Their wives are a burden to them. They take over everything. They think everything can be solved with force. They get women just because they are strong in force. What do you mean by love? The process would be the same for any strong man," Si Qinmi continued to summarize.
Zhuang Xun buried his head in her collarbone and executed him in public. It was so shameful. It was still an orthodox online article I told you. Can you please stop analyzing it? It’s just that when everyone assumed the role of the male protagonist, they felt that he was so decisive in killing and the beautiful woman fell in love with him. .
"It's a bit like some of our storybooks, where a down-and-out scholar gets help from gods and ghosts, and finally gets named on the gold medal list and marries the prime minister's daughter." Si Qinmi said by analogy, and continued to execute Zhuang Xun.
"That's pretty much it. Everyone likes it." Zhuang Xun whispered, stop talking, stop talking, I'm embarrassed.
"Then they all dare to describe the help of ghosts and gods as their own efforts, and classify the appearance, memory, and understanding given by ghosts and gods and luck as their own efforts and their own inherent talents. Why can't you attribute the official position you obtained to yourself? What about your efforts and background." Si Qinmi said through comparison and argument.
"I..." What he said made sense, but Zhuang Xun couldn't find an argument to explain his reply.
Just like I am used to thinking that the rich second generation is marrying a goddess. Obviously what I want to express is to marry the goddess through hard work, but what I often express is that I have become a rich second generation, so I can marry the goddess.
Because the rich second generation has a father and the protagonist has a golden finger. In the final analysis, there is no difference. They just approve of the rich second generation marrying the goddess.
And now that he has become a "rich second generation", this beautiful lady is not only his wife, but also his "mother" and his golden finger.
"Mr. Lang, you are a dragon in the world and a koi in the sky. You are the master of a group at a young age. You are fully qualified to marry Li Rusi. You are qualified to possess any beauty. I fully support you. You don't need to feel inferior or proud. Get up, it is an honor for a woman like Li Rusi to be married by you."
After Si Qinmi finished his argument, Li Rusi went to my husband. I hope you can accept it with peace of mind.
"I understand." Zhuang Xun was overwhelmed by the fragrance and thought of more.
From Si Qin Mi's words, it became clear that they were all ordinary people who traveled through time. Others gained the system, golden fingers, and handsome appearance, while I gained power and position with Si Qin Mi.
Power is an advantage. You don't need to force yourself to be as big as the protagonist. Being able to hold power is the best advantage.
Ordinary people cannot hold power, but with the help of a talented wife, this is not a problem. If the wife is capable, he is also capable.
Since Si Qinmi is his golden finger, what should he do? The result is obvious. The best way is to give up the male protagonist mentality and concentrate on assisting his wife.
It’s not about lying down and doing things within your ability. For example, Si Qinmi trains when she is asked to train, and endorses when she is asked to endorse. These are ways to assist her, rather than just thinking about some fancy work every day, so-called proving herself in order to get rid of the situation of being a soft rice. , for example, worrying that others will look down on you, doing some cerebral palsy operations, and finally letting your wife come out to clean up the mess.
The more he thought about it, the more he understood. He wanted to understand what the golden finger of his time travel was. It was not the so-called imperial vein, but the fragrant lady in his arms. Zhuang Xun finally realized who he was.
I am a softie, and I am a softie of Siqin Mi. I will soon be dependent on Siqin Mi, so why should I be anxious?
Si Qin Mi probably didn't expect that her words of encouragement to Zhuang Xun would cause a major change in his mentality.
"Madam, I figured it out, I'm not worried anymore." Zhuang Xun raised his head and looked at Si Qinmi's beauty again, his mood was completely different.
It's not that he is more confident, but that he is clearer.
Marrying Li Rusi has become a foregone conclusion no matter what. There is no question of whether she is worthy or not. No matter how unworthy she is, she is already worthy. This is even a political investment.
"Get up, let's go propose marriage." After kissing Si Qinmi who didn't understand why, Zhuang Xun was no longer confused.
(End of chapter)
