After the marriage, my husband's family listened to my voice and turned the tide

After getting his approval, Shang Tingli carefully selected the grains he needed, saying, "Beans are like tiles, rice is like walls, and millet is like stones..."

There was no breaded millet at her feet, so Ke Xin put the breaded millet at his feet on the table. His action was very natural, and he didn't need to ask her, he recognized it himself.

Shang Tingli was stunned.

Maybe it was her stereotype, but she had never seen these rich kids recognize the five grains before. For example, her eldest cousin Yu Rongbao, the son of the Marquis of Yi Zhong, had always been well-dressed and well-fed, with everything provided for him. How could he recognize the five grains? Even her other cousins ​​could not necessarily recognize all the five grains.

But now, he could accurately identify the prince in front of her. She couldn't help but think of the time when this man cooked noodles for her.

To be honest, she really has no talent for cooking. But she can cook such an ordinary bowl of noodles so deliciously.

Shang Tingli pursed her lips, thoughts surging in her mind. She began to wonder if she had preconceived ideas, did not know him well enough, and underestimated him a lot.

[The prince seems to be different from the person I remembered. 】

Hearing this, Ke Xin paused and looked at her, but he couldn't see her expression clearly. However, he could imagine that she was lost in thought and had self-doubt.

He raised his lips and raised an eyebrow.

Humph, of course he couldn't be the same as she remembered him. In her impression, he was just a fool, but he was not stupid.

Shang Tingli couldn't hear his inner voice, so he naturally didn't know what he was thinking. He just said to him, "My lord, bring a bag of millet to help you on your way."

Ke Xin nodded, and then he put the millet grains together to form a road. "What do you think of this?"

Shang Tingli took a look and praised generously, "Not bad."

Ke Xin said nothing, but the corners of his mouth were raised high.

……

"What are we going to draw?" Yu Lanxi looked at the grains at her feet with a frown on her face, looking impatient.

In the past, she would never have set foot on South Street, let alone compete with a bunch of poor people using grains to draw pictures like today. She thought it was unnecessary to even look at the poor people on South Street.

After spending so many days together, Ji Zhang had already figured out her temper, and immediately comforted her: "As long as we win the prize, we will leave here and go somewhere else. I hope Xier can be patient."

Yu Lanxi raised her chin and said, "Since we are here, it doesn't matter if we wait for a while."

Ji Zhang showed a flattering smile: "Thank you Xier for your understanding, I am blessed to have you."

He knew very well that with his status, he would never have any contact with a girl like her. Even now, he was the General of Guide, and it was mostly because she was there to give him advice. According to his original idea, he should have stayed as a guard until he was old.

But as luck would have it, the Marquis's wife who lived far away suddenly found him and said that she wanted to marry him to her cousin. Even better news was that she was granted marriage by the Empress Dowager, and the Marquis's legitimate daughter was to marry him. He was so happy that his wife changed from a cousin to a legitimate daughter.

He knew that his life would change dramatically from then on. In fact, it was true. He went from a guard to a general. Even if he was only a fifth-rank general, he was much better than the guard he was at the beginning.

In fact, when he was engaged to that cousin, he had not seen her many times, only twice. He had never paid much attention to this cousin, and only today did he dare to take a closer look at her, and this one look made him fall in love with her.

He never knew before that this cousin was so beautiful.

Different from Yu Lanxi's pretty makeup, Shang Tingli's is much brighter and more gorgeous, just like the pink periwinkle, which is beautiful but not as stunning as the peony.

"what are you thinking about?"

The woman's soft and charming voice exploded in his ears, so sharp that it seemed to penetrate his eardrums.

Ji Zhang came back to his senses and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Xi'er, what did you just say?"

Yu Lanxi glared at him: "Let me remind you, we only have half an hour, and now half a cup of tea has passed. Have you thought about what you want to paint?"

If it weren't for the future title of Lady of Honor, she really wouldn't want to waste her time on him. He really exudes the air of a country bumpkin and always looks timid. How could such a person be a match for her?

The person who can match her must be...

Yu Lanxi couldn't help but look towards the neighboring table, only to see the hurdle hidden deep in her heart that she couldn't get over - that person was lowering his head and listening to the mumbling of the person she hated the most, and he looked so serious, something she had never seen before.

She was going crazy with jealousy.

Ji Zhang's voice brought her back to her senses.

He said, "How about painting a jar of chrysanthemum wine?"

Yu Lanxi nodded absentmindedly.

"Please, Xier, put some wheat and soybeans up." Ji Zhang said gently.

Yu Lanxi frowned fiercely: "Which one is wheat? Which one is soybean?"

Ji Zhang was stunned for a moment, then began to teach her how to distinguish between wheat and soybeans.

Yu Lanxi didn't really want to hear this, but she endured it for the sake of the prize. She didn't really care about the prize, but she didn't want to lose to Shang Tingli next to her. It was really more painful for her to lose to Shang Tingli than to eat steamed buns.

When she spread the wheat and soybeans on the table, she couldn't help but ask, "What are we going to do with these two things?"

Ji Zhang replied: "It is used as the body of a wine jar."

Yu Lanxi was puzzled: "Is the wine jar yellow?"

Ji Zhang said: "It's quite close."

Yu Lanxi shook her head firmly: "No, I think it's closer to black, why not use this to paint." She didn't know Shoumi, she just thought it was roughly black, so she pointed at Shoumi and said to Ji Zhang.

Ji Zhang was not willing to argue with her about such things, and the wine jars came in more than one color, and time was limited, so he listened to her.

"Then let's use Shoumi."

……

Unlike the two people next door, Shang Tingli and Ke Xin rarely agree on opinions and have a tacit understanding.

Before the time came, the two had already completed the blue-tiled house of Grandma Huang's home in Nonghua Village, and even the endless path in front of the house was replicated in Gu's painting.

Ke Xin also praised her for a rare moment: "With such painting skills, how come you didn't win the prize from Auntie Rong?"

He knew everything that happened at the Zhou family's chrysanthemum viewing banquet. He also knew that in the end, the future Crown Princess got the prize from the Princess of Rong.

"what?"

It was rare to hear him praise someone, and it was truly a shock to her. Shang Tingli was a little confused for a moment.

[Did I hear that correctly? This person can actually praise others?! ]

Ke Xin automatically ignored her thoughts and said calmly, "Your painting skills are good."

Shang Tingli nodded blankly and agreed, "Yes, I think so too."

Ke Xin had a complicated expression: "Do you know what you are saying?" You are really good at climbing up the pole, right?

Could it be that if he praises her in the future, she will be able to climb to the sky?

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something. When he accompanied her back home, what did she say in her heart? - Oh, outstanding people are easy to attract jealousy, and it is normal to arouse envy. It's good for you to know that you are not as good as me.

It's his fault. He just acted like he was meeting her for the first time, not knowing that this person was a very good at taking advantage of others.

It was indeed his fault for forgetting this matter.

Shang Tingli did not feel embarrassed and nodded seriously, "I know." As if she was afraid that her explanation was not clear enough, she repeated it again, "The prince praised my good painting skills, and I also think that my painting skills are good."

Ke Xin: “…”

He swore that he would never praise her again.

Ke Xin was thinking.

Is it too late for him to add “How shameless!” now?

"Boom-"

The sound of a gong suddenly rang out.

The next moment, the woman's voice rang out: "Time's up—"

"Half an hour has passed. Please stop painting on the stage."

Shang Tingli heard Yu Lanxi's complaints: "It's so slow. We almost missed it."

She and Ke Xin stood up, looking straight ahead, not caring about what others thought.

The people painting on the stage have basically completed a painting, with only one or two groups failing to finish.

This was the rule, and the woman was also doing business with her door open, so it was impossible for her to show mercy to them. She had already led the referee to the stage quickly.

After the woman and the judges had looked at everyone's paintings, the woman announced the result: "Congratulations to the young couple in taro-colored clothes. Your painting is the first in your round. The prize of chrysanthemum wine belongs to you two!"

The couples painting on the stage were wearing green clothes, pink clothes, and all kinds of other clothes. But only Shang Tingli and Ke Xin were wearing tiaorong-colored clothes.

The two looked at each other, with smiles in their eyes.

Ke Xin held the chrysanthemum wine handed over by the woman, and the monk Tingli walked down the stage in the envious eyes of the crowd, with the attitude of a winner. The crowd unconsciously made way for the two of them, but it was hard for the two maids and two guards who chased after them - the four of them were squeezed into the crowd and were still struggling.

Gan Tang was extremely anxious: "What should I do? The Crown Prince's Concubine and the Crown Prince have already gone far away!"

Fang Zhi was also anxious, but there was nothing she could do. "I can only squeeze it out slowly."

"Excuse me, please make way——"

Two powerful shouts came from behind. The two maids turned around at the same time and saw familiar faces: Du Heng and Chang Di.

Gan Tang was surprised: "Chang Di, why are you two squeezed in here?"

Now she became even more anxious, because there was no one to serve her two masters!

Chang Di shrugged: "There are too many people."

"What should we do now?" Gan Tang was a little depressed.

Du Heng smiled and said, "Just follow us."

After that, he raised his hand and held Fang Zhi's wrist, "Miss Fang Zhi, I'm sorry."

While Fang Zhi was stunned, he took her away from the crowd and ran towards the street corner.

"Eh?"

Before Gan Tang could figure out the situation, Chang Di followed Du Heng's example and pulled her out of the crowd.

When he came out of the crowd, Shang Tingli and Ke Xin were no longer visible.

Gan Tang was a little annoyed: "Where should I chase him now?"

Fang Zhi took a deep breath, her face still flushed. She couldn't help but cover her chest and pretended to be calm, "Let's catch up with them the way we came. The Crown Prince's Consort won't stay here for long."

Du Heng touched his ears, which had already turned red, and pretended to be calm and agreed: "Miss Fangzhi is right. Let's go to East Street first. There is a wine stall on East Street that specializes in selling chrysanthemum wine. Maybe the master and mistress have gone there."

Their eyes met at the same time, but they quickly turned their heads away.

Neither Gan Tang nor Chang Di noticed this scene. Gan Tang said, "Then let's go quickly."

The three of them followed her and headed towards East Street.

……

"It's all your fault!"

"Yes, yes, blame me, blame me."

Yu Lanxi got on the carriage angrily, and Ji Zhang had to follow.

She got angry and he apologized.

Yu Lanxi still felt unsatisfied.

She just felt that it was all because Ji Zhang was too slow, otherwise they would not have rushed to finish in the last bit of time. If they could finish the painting faster, their painting would definitely be better than that of the bitch, and they would definitely win the prize.

Ji Zhang also felt uncomfortable. Some dark thoughts that had been hidden deep inside him came to his mind.

He always thought that he was capable, and that the prince of Ren was just a parasite that was feeding on the family. How could he win over him? Apart from having a better family background than him, how could he be better than him?

Ji Zhang's eyes were a little bloodshot, and his body trembled unconsciously. He was a little scared, and his thoughts made him feel scared, but he knew that in his heart he really felt that Prince Ren was not as good as him.

Yu Lanxi was immersed in her own thoughts and didn't notice his abnormality. She just felt that she was going to be driven crazy by that bitch. She might not be the first, but she could never let that bitch surpass her!

She narrowed her eyes, and a hint of cruelty flashed across her face.

Five years is still too long.

……

"Finally I caught up with you!"

Gan Tang was exhausted and out of breath.

Fang Zhi seemed to be breathing even harder than her, but Du Heng and Chang Di looked like nothing had happened.

Shang Tingli turned around when he heard Gan Tang's voice. Seeing the two maids looking so exhausted, he was dumbfounded: "What are you doing?"

"After you left, we were pushed into the crowd. If it weren't for Du Heng and Chang Di, I and Fang Zhi would probably still be wandering in the crowd right now!"

Gan Tang almost burst into tears.

Du Heng was worthy of being the prince's bodyguard, and he knew the prince well. Fortunately, the prince and his wife were indeed in East Street.

When Shang Tingli heard this, she felt inexplicably guilty for some reason. She actually left these two girls behind.

She touched her nose and changed the subject: "There is a tea stall just ahead. Let's go there and have a cup of tea first. You can also take a rest for a while."

No one had an opinion.

After drinking tea and resting a little, Shang Tingli said, "There is a wine stall over here, which specializes in selling chrysanthemum wine. However, they are quite special. Unlike taverns that only sell wine, they allow guests to bring their own wine and only need to pay two cents to find a seat in the stall."

This is also the reason why she dragged Ke Xin to East Street.