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The next day, Qianxin Palace.

Situ Qing looked at the two people, one big and one small, standing in front of him, and then looked at the things they handed in. He immediately felt that his blood pressure was rising again!

“Is this the self-criticism you wrote?”

Situ Qing stared at Situ Yan: "Tell me, what did you write?"

"Father, can't you see clearly?"

Situ Yan stepped forward with a worried look on his face: "Father, you can't even read the words I wrote. There must be something wrong with your eyes. Eunuch Qu, please call the imperial physician to check on Father!"

Situ Qing said angrily: "My eyes are fine! If you keep talking, my heart will fail!"

Xie Yuantang blinked at him wildly. If you say anything more, I’ll be mad at you to death!

Seeing the two people's little movements, Situ Qing snorted coldly and began to read his son's self-criticism: "I, Situ Yan, after deep reflection, still feel that I am not wrong."

"I asked you to reflect on yourself, but you think you are not wrong?"

Situ Yan nodded: "Father, I thought about it for a long time yesterday, but I really couldn't figure out where I went wrong."

Situ Qing: "..." You are not wrong, it is me who is wrong?

He rubbed his temples with a headache and asked through gritted teeth: "What happened next? Why did you copy the book?"

Situ Yan said confidently: "Because I am not wrong, I can't write enough words."

"You think you're right?"

Situ Qing slapped the table, and the teacup made a crisp sound.

Seeing this, Xie Yuantang quickly advised, "Father, in fact, my husband has been very attentive, otherwise he would not have obediently written 10,000 words under the premise that he felt he was doing nothing wrong. This shows that he values ​​your order."

After saying that, she quickly winked at Situ Yan: "Husband, don't you think so?"

Situ Yan nodded and said seriously: "Practice calligraphy and study." Protect your wife well.

What Situ Qing heard: Practice calligraphy, study hard, and be filial to your father!

In an instant, the fire in Dalong's heart was extinguished instantly as if it was rained on.

He snorted: "Forget it, I won't punish you this time."

After that, he looked at Xie Yuantang and said, "Explain this to me? Even ghost paintings are better than yours!"

Xie Yuantang touched his nose and thought that this was a ghost painting.

She rolled her eyes, stepped forward with a smile, and begged for mercy in a flattering manner: "Father, you know, Tangtang is only nine years old, and she didn't have a teacher before. She has been in Jingsi Hall for such a long time and is tired and sleepy..."

"Definitely!"

Situ Qing patted her head lightly with his big hand: "Stop acting, do you think I can't see it?"

"Father, you have a keen eye. How could you not see it?"

Xie Yuantang pinched his arm like a lackey: "Father, you have already forgiven my husband, so please forgive me too. Tangtang will give you a shoulder massage."

Situ Yan also stepped forward: "I will give Father a back massage."

As soon as he hit me, Situ Qing collapsed in pain and said, "Are you planning a rebellion and want to beat me to death?"

Situ Yan looked at his hands in confusion, then at Situ Qing's waist: "Father, your waist is not good."

Situ Qing: “…”

Qu Pei, who was pouring tea, had a trembling hand and the tea spilled out.

My goodness, Your Highness, you really dare to say anything!

Fortunately, Situ Qing was already used to his filial piety, so he just waved his hand tiredly and said, "Don't hit me anymore, I can't afford you."

He looked at the two of them, sighed, and said earnestly: "Forget about this matter, have you thought about what to do in the next Qiuwu Competition?"

Just as Xie Yuantang was about to speak, Situ Qing said before she could, "If you dare to say that you intend to surrender, get out of here immediately!"

He did not forget the last and second to last answer sheets.

Xie Yuantang blinked and said with a smile: "Father, what are you thinking about? My husband will definitely behave well, right, husband?"

Situ Yan nodded heavily: "I will try my best."

No matter what, he will try his best to do it well!

Situ Qing stood up, walked up to him, patted his shoulder with his big hand and said:

"Yan'er, I have high hopes for you, please don't let me down."

After giving the two some more instructions, Xie Yuantang and Situ Yan left Qianxin Palace.

On the other side, Situ Xu, who happened to come over to hand in a self-criticism, saw the two people leaving and paused slightly.

On the way out of the palace.

Situ Yan asked in confusion: "Madam, why did the emperor mention the Qiuwu Competition?"

Xie Yuantang thought for a moment and said, "My uncle said last time that this year's autumn martial arts competition is of great importance. I guess my father is also worried about the changes in the court situation."

Having said that, she looked up at Situ Yan and sighed slightly.

Everyone can see Situ Qing's preference for Situ Yan.

It was okay when Situ Yan was a fool before, but now he is becoming more and more normal, and even Situ Qing has begun to respect him.

"What are you thinking about, lady?"

Her sigh was very low, but Situ Yan still heard it: "Are you thinking about the Qiuwu Competition? I have never participated in it. I don't know how to perform well. Will it be difficult?"

Xie Yuantang hooked his fingers, smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, someone will tell us."

"Who?"

Time flies by.

The Qiuwu Competition was just around the corner, and everyone had unknowingly begun to prepare intensively.

Even Situ Feng started to complain that Lao Liu didn't play with her recently.

The person who made the most noise during this period was Situ Lang, who was supported by Queen Mother Jiang.

He already had the support of the Xie family, and now with the support of the Jiang family, all the prestige he had lost as the prince was regained in an instant.

Unlike these people, the Fifth Prince's Mansion should still be noisy and fun.

In addition to this, Situ Yan's daily martial arts practice time increased, and Xie Yuantang's time in the laboratory to train his mental strength also increased.

Qu Pei, Situ Feng, Leng Yunchao and Yan Guanqing had all been here. They either found the "corpses" of Situ Yan, Yan Feng and others lying in the yard, or saw Xie Yuantang sleeping under the bed with the zombie's head in his arms.

Qu Pei went back and reported to Situ Qing: "Your Majesty, the yin and yang of the Fifth Prince and the Little Imperial Concubine are out of balance again."

-

Just like that, three days before the Qiuwu Competition.

Xie Yuantang and Situ Yan came to the Yan family.

Yan Guanqing looked at the two of them, smiled slightly and said, "You two are quite busy. It seems that you are planning to compete in this Autumn Martial Arts Competition?"

Xie Yuantang's big black eyes turned around smartly, and he asked with a smile: "Since uncle asked us to come here, he must have something to say to us, what do you think we should do?"

Yan Guanqing shook his head amusedly: "The little girl is still so smart."

He looked at his nephew who was now a completely different person, and then at the smart little Xie Yuantang. He was silent for a moment and said, "Xuan Zhao values ​​martial arts. His Majesty attaches great importance to every Autumn Military Competition, and this time is even more so."

"I believe you all know that this Qiuwu Competition is actually a competition among the princes."

He looked at the two of them and said in a heavy tone, "According to my opinion, we should naturally avoid the sharp edge, but... you said in the past that you don't want to endure it anymore, so I also want to ask you what you think."

"Yan'er, do you want to fight?"