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Chapter 43 If you are a boy, you can be a state scholar

"If you hit someone, leave. This is how your Tang family disciplines their children?" His voice was cold and delicate, but he was born with a bit of arrogance. Even if he hadn't seen anyone, the tone of speaking alone could not be expressed without the influence of being in the top position for many years. It was like the queen mother who had been in the top position for a long time, which was a noble spirit that had been dissolved into the bones.

The tourists on the road were slightly shocked when they heard this. This was the first time I heard that someone dared to talk to the Tang family in Youzhou in person. It would be fine if they didn’t know each other, but this was just a name.

Everyone looked back and saw a convoy coming slowly on the road behind the horse team. There were more than a dozen guards, but their outfits were different, and their weapons looked a little messy. There were two carriages in the middle, and the carriages were loaded with goods. The frame in front was driven by four horses and horses. The carriage was luxurious and wide inlaid with pearls and jade. But the most eye-catching thing was the small wooden sign hanging on the carriage, with the word "Xiao" engraved on it.

Huainan Xiao family.

Seeing this wooden sign, the pedestrians on the road showed solemnity, and they felt relieved of the tone just now.

The glory of the ancestors of the Xiao family in Huainan is hard to count. Recently, there are Xiao Chuyang, the prime minister of the dynasty, and three octagonal arches of "Xiao Luxu" on Kuishou Street, and the inscription "The Unparalleled National Sage" written by Emperor Xiaozong. This is just Dayue's court.

It spans three dynasties and has been prime ministers for generations. It is the first family in the Central Plains for thousands of years. If anyone becomes emperor and prime minister, his surname is Xiao, is not a joke.

For the Xiao family in Huainan, the small rivers and lakes are just a small mud pond, and they don’t bother to treat each other directly, but it does not mean that they have no reputation in the Jianghu. Not to mention how many lost master soldiers are hidden in the Xiao family’s treasure house, just the storm of the disciples, who are not the ones who once dominated the world?

The dozen or so guards in front of us with different outfits must be the thirteenth gods of Huainan who protect the Xiao family. If they can come out together, they can only sit in the carriage with Xiao Qi, the young lady of the Xiao family in Huainan.

The incense of the Xiao family in Huainan has faded. After the eldest son died of illness and the second son of Xiao Chuyang entered the capital to become prime minister, the eldest daughter Xiao Qi was the one who could sit in Huainan.

The name Xiao Qi is actually quite famous in the world. Ten years ago, Xu Danqing went to Huainan to draw beauty, because she was praised as a man, but as a national scholar since childhood. Unfortunately, her sister tied her up and robbed her of the name. Xu Danqing secretly painted two Xiangfei bamboos in the painting. This is also the reason. Xiao Qi was smart and good at strategy since childhood. People praised her grandfather's style. She did not pay attention to these false reputations, so she naturally did not compete for it.

Maybe it was fate that made people feel bad. The fate of the two sisters of the Xiao family was relatively bumpy. Xiao Xiang'er robbed Bakui and snatched herself into the palace. She became a widow at a young age. Xiao Qi was in charge of the Xiao family and could only avoid getting married. If she didn't hire a son-in-law, she would probably end up living alone.

Although Xiao Qi is a woman, her character and means are not inferior to any man in the world. She sits alone in the Xiao family and manages the huge family in Huainan Xiao family in an orderly manner. She manages the family very strictly. Even the uncles of each house are respectful and afraid. The other families would rather travel thousands of miles to Chang'an to talk to Xiao Chuyang than to fight with Xiao Qi. You can see how powerful this young lady is, a typical strong woman.

Tang Jiao, who was sitting on the horse, turned around and saw the Xiao family's carriage. His face changed slightly. He turned over and got off the horse neatly, walked up to him and raised his hand and fist:

"It turned out that the head of the Xiao family came here, so I was so lucky to meet."

Next to the luxurious carriage, the Thirteen Door God looked plain with his sword and sword, and he had no intention of respect for the so-called Youzhou Sword and Learning Family.

On the carriage, Xiao Qi lifted the bead curtain and walked out of the carriage with her eyebrows and eyes as bright as apricots. Her long hair was draped over her back. She was still dressed as an unmarried lady. She wore a jade hairpin and a long black dress outlined her gourd-like figure to the fullest, but she did not look charming and immature. She had a strong aura for a long time, so that even pedestrians on the road dared not look up.

"Why would you be lucky to say something when you meet someone blocking the way?"

Xiao Qi stood in the carriage, looking down at Tang Jiao from a high place, without even nodding and saying hello, let alone giving him a gift.

Tang Jiao didn't care about this straightforward sarcasm, smiled in a friendly face, and looked back:

"The dog is incompetent in discipline, so the head of the Xiao family is laughed at."

Xiao Qi looked at Kou Meng beside the road: "This hero blocks your Tang family's way, your son whipped him. Now if you block my way, can I whip you too?"

“…”

Tang Jiao smiled with a pursed lips, turned his head and raised his hand:

"Tang Ying, come here."

Tang Ying rushed over and stood in front of Tang Jiao and bowed down. However, before he could stand up straight, there was a crisp "bang".

With a slap in the face, Tang Ying staggered and fell on the loess official road. Blood immediately oozed into the corner of her mouth, and then she quickly got up, stood up again, lowered her head and clenched her fists without saying a word.

Tang Jiao looked up at Xiao Qi on the carriage and chuckled softly:

"I have been disciplined. My Tang family is from a martial arts world and the tutor is not as good as the Xiao family, who has been prime minister for generations. Thank you for the reminder of Miss Xiao."

Xiao Qi glanced at it and nodded slightly: "The head of the Tang family is open-minded. I still have to go to Huashan, it's a different way."

"Looking back to the capital."

After Tang Jiao bowed his fists, he turned around and left with his son, and turned over and galloped away, without any dissatisfaction from beginning to end.

Xiao Qi stood in the carriage and watched the horse team go away, her voice was dull:

"This Tang Jiao can endure it."

Next to the carriage, Hua Jingting, the housekeeper of Xiao's family in Huainan, shook his fan and smiled and savored:

"Tang Jiao is not a man from the martial arts world. He may have achieved much more than ten martial artists in his career. At least he can become a third-rank eunuch Dangdang," he said.

"Hahaha……"

The surrounding guests sneered, obviously agreeing with this.

Xiao Qi was not interested in this joke and looked at the mother and son who were still standing by the road:

"Are you Lei Gongshang Koumeng?"

Kou Meng raised his hand and held his fists and gave a ritual and earthly greeting:

"Miss Thank you for your kindness."

Xiao Qi nodded slightly and looked at the old woman leaning on the bamboo chair: "Go and have a look."

Hua Jingting, wearing a literary shirt, turned over and got off the horse, walked up to him and squatted down, raised his hand to investigate the old woman's wrist, and then raised his head to look at Kou Meng:

"You have been injured after years of hard work. You can't take care of it for less than half a year. You are good at using a yak stick and are still young. Do you want to come to Xiao's house to do business?"

Kou Meng held the stick of elegance and hesitated a little:

"I owe two lives, so it's hard to pay it back."

Xiao Qi walked back to the carriage and said in a calm tone: "Just remember the favors, but you won't force them. Send your mother home. The old man pays attention to returning to the roots of fallen leaves."

Kou Meng looked at his sleepy mother, raised his hand and bowed again, then took medicine and pill recipes from Hua Jingting, stood by the road and watched the convoy go away...
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