My elder sister is so noble, this time it's my turn to strike back

Early in the morning, Qiu Ning chose a spot with an excellent view in the lobby. While listening to the gossip around him, he waited for Liu Qingqing to appear.

About a quarter of an hour later, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and the originally noisy guests around suddenly became quiet.

Then, from nowhere, a melodious pipa sound suddenly drifted over. The sound was like a wisp of lively breeze, leisurely weaving through the air, with an indescribable ethereal and graceful feeling, gently plucking the heartstrings of everyone present.

Then, a graceful woman with a light veil covering her face slowly emerged from the back of the stage. Several newly dressed women in pink danced gracefully around her, all surrounding the pipa-playing woman in the center.

Qiu Ning narrowed her eyes. If nothing unexpected happened, this should be Liu Qingqing. However, the distance was too far, and the other person's face was covered by a veil, so her appearance could not be seen clearly.

Just when I was wondering how to see his true face, a young man with slicked-back hair and powdered face spoke up.

"What's going on? Aren't you here to perform? Why are you still wearing a veil? The girl opposite you, Linglong, doesn't like that. If you're here to sell yourself, why don't you just be open and honest so we can feast our eyes on you too?"

"Sir, you don't know this, this is the usual routine in brothels, it's called something like, playing it safe." An older, portly man next to him took over the conversation.

"But we came to this brothel to have fun. Besides, we don't understand the song. We are not even allowed to see her face. What's the point of staying here? We might as well go to the Yihong Tower across the street. The fruits and snacks are free." said a burly man in a green shirt.

For a moment, many people agreed after hearing it, and even urged Liu Qingqing to take off her veil.

Seeing this, Qiu Ning sat back in his seat.

She wanted to see how Liu Qingqing would deal with the next scene.

If she takes off her veil and shows her face in public, and if Guo Yian really redeems her and she becomes a good family man in the future, she will probably be criticized if she is recognized by others.

But if she doesn't take off her veil, the reputation of the entire Anxianglou will be damaged tonight, and the business will plummet.

Liu Qingqing had indeed not expected such a scene. She was so nervous that she even played several notes wrong.

Seeing this, the brothel owner, Madam Hu, hurriedly said to everyone,

"Dear guests, please don't be so anxious to leave. This isn't our Miss Qingqing's first time on stage. She's just a little shy. You all are kind and considerate of women, so please understand. I'll have someone play another piece for you and offer some good drinks, how about that?"

As Mother Hu finished speaking, someone quickly urged:

"Oh, stop wasting time, get someone to take that thing off! If it doesn't look good, I won't come here again."

Liu Qingqing was also very anxious at this moment. She hated those men who judged people by appearance and played games with them.

But at this moment, her indenture was still in this brothel, so she had to obey Mother Hu's arrangements.

She had originally thought that playing a couple of tunes here would be enough to fool people, but she was determined to enter the palace and become a concubine. Of course, she had to cover her face.

Otherwise, what would I do if someone recognized me?

So, she made up her mind to wear a veil all night and never let these stinky men see her true face.

But Mother Hu couldn't let Liu Qingqing continue to be arrogant.

"Qingqing, it's not that I don't want to help you, but you've seen how bad our business is. We're losing most of our customers to Yihongyuan across the street. If this continues, I'm afraid we'll both be out of money.

Why don't you just bear with it tonight and take off your veil for everyone to see, just for a moment?"

Liu Qingqing was furious: "Mother Hu, if you do this, aren't you afraid that General Guo won't let you go?"

Guo Yian didn't redeem her for the time being because he had just returned from Guanzhong and many people in the court were watching him. In addition, he hadn't done enough ideological work with his family and wanted to take Liu Qingqing as a concubine.

Liu Qingqing had no intention of becoming Guo Yian's concubine, and she even looked down on him as his wife. She just wanted to use Guo Yian to redeem herself, and then step on him to enter the palace for the selection.

She firmly believed that with her identity as a time traveler and the five thousand years of civilization in her mind, she could easily gain favor by simply coming up with a policy for governing the country or writing a few poems like Li Shixian.

But right now...

At this moment, the first person that came to her mind was Guo Yian.

By this time, Guo Yian had been summoned to the palace by the Empress. They were discussing the swift release of the Crown Prince from his confinement and the need for him to review his studies during this time, so that he could showcase his talents when the Chu delegation arrived and allow the Emperor and the officials to witness the Crown Prince's brilliance.

Therefore, during this period, Guo Yian stayed in the palace during the day and personally taught the prince horse riding, archery and other skills.

But Crown Prince Xiao Yuche had always been lazy, and when he first saw these soldiers climbing walls and wielding spears with great vigor as they did hard work like practicing martial arts, he was very excited.

But for two consecutive days, Xiao Yuche was personally forced by his uncle Guo Yian to do horse stance and stand in a fixed position, and he didn't even see the shadow of a spear. He couldn't help feeling discouraged.

"I don't want it. It's been several days now. Uncle, all you've taught me is horse stance, high leg lifts, and Hunyuan stance. When will you teach me some real skills? I want to be like Master Kong, able to fly up high city walls, pick leaves to hurt people, and walk on water without leaving any traces. I want to learn real kung fu."

Guo Yian suppressed the throbbing veins on his forehead and advised, "Your Highness, please be patient. You are the crown prince of a country. You don't need to have high-level skills. Martial arts are meant to strengthen the body. Moreover, every martial artist must lay a solid foundation from a young age. You are still young. You must first practice the basics firmly before you can move on to the next step."

Xiao Yuche made a bitter face and asked, "How long will it take?"

My mother said that the Crown Prince of Chu would be coming soon. I heard that he was about the same age as me, with outstanding talents, intelligence, and good eloquence.

He himself was also a prince of a country. If he couldn't match the prince of Chu in literature, he should at least surpass him in military strength. Otherwise, wouldn't it bring shame to Daxia?

After hearing this, Guo Yian's expression straightened. He immediately said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, martial arts requires steady progress. Haste makes waste. When I was young, I practiced standing still for three whole months. If Your Highness can calm down and not slack off, I believe you can master the basic skills within three months."

When Xiao Yuche heard that it would take three months, he was numb.

"Three months? Uncle, that's impossible!"

The envoys from Chu State are about to arrive. If it really takes three months to master the standing posture, are we going to ask him to perform standing posture and horse stance in the hall?

How ridiculous is this?