Jiang Pengji giggled and said, "I'm having fun with the people today. If I don't play well, please don't mind."
Everyone: "…"
Was there still a need to say it?
Didn't he know how good his lord's flute skills were?
Jiang Pengji placed the jade flute to her lips and played a cheerful tune.
She might not be good at anything else, but her ability to imitate and memorize was top-notch.
Ever since the battle with the Gaoyue Clan ended, Wei Ci had taught her how to play the flute in private. After all, she couldn't just play it randomly every time, right?
Jiang Pengji was a busy person. She did not have much time to learn. So far, she only knew one song.
Even if he only knew one song, he would barely be able to deal with it.
Everyone and the 850,000 salted fish in the livestream were already mentally prepared for the demonic music to pour into their ears, but to their surprise, the flute music wasn't unpleasant at all.
While the others were dumbfounded, Wei Ci smiled faintly.
Although her skills were mediocre, his lord knew how to "tame beasts," which added a lot of color to the song.
As the sound of the flute rang out, the iron-eating beast that had burrowed into Wei Ci's arms seemed to have been summoned by something. Its huge face was filled with confusion.
The crowd watched as it held a plate of fruits with its two front paws and walked on its two hind legs. It circled around Jiang Pengji with each step it took. As it circled, it used its hind legs to beat the beat and hummed a tune. When the tune ended, the iron-eating beast seemed to have gained intelligence. It nodded and bowed to Jiang Pengji. It held the plate of fruits high up and presented it to her in a pious manner.
Jiang Pengji did not take it, so it put the fruit platter down.
"You may leave."
The iron-eating beast seemed to understand her words. It wriggled its way towards Wei Ci, clinging onto his knees as it climbed into his embrace. It found a comfortable position, yawned, and closed its eyes to sleep. Jiang Pengji smiled and kept the jade flute. She bent over to pick up the fruit platter and put it back on Wei Ci's table.
Everyone was in a daze for a long time. They looked at Jiang Pengji and then at the sleeping cub.
Could it be that this iron-eating beast had become a spirit?
So human-like?
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "It's just a small trick to train beasts. It's fine to use it for entertainment and to make you laugh."
It took a long time for everyone to recover from the show.
Even if Jiang Pengji's song was not exquisite, the addition of the iron-eating beast's performance still brought about a qualitative change in the entire program.
Not only did he not make a fool of himself, but he also added a layer of mystery to himself.
The people of this era were still very superstitious. The more extraordinary Jiang Pengji's performance was, the better it would be. Naturally, the more outstanding she would be.
Her little show of skill had fooled the civil and military officials who had never seen the 'world.' However, Salted Fish in the livestream room lived in an era of information explosion, so he naturally wasn't that easily fooled. As soon as Jiang Pengji's performance ended, the bullet screen in the streaming room was like a blowout. All of them were praising her.
Gu Mengjiu: "The host has finally shown her Mary Sue aura. It's best if she blinds them!"
Little Grey Round Gun: "Not only did the streamer blind Ci Meiren and the rest, but my eyes are also going blind." How old was that Fatty Da? Even if it had been trained since it was in its mother's womb, it couldn't have behaved so humanely, right? Moreover, they were not used to walking on two hind legs, which was not good for their bodies. However, this little fatty was able to do it so smoothly and naturally. It was definitely a Fatty Demon!
Luo Yu Ta Hua Xing: "It cooperated very well with the host. It was even humming a tune just now. If this isn't becoming a demon, what is it?"
The Fairy Queen's Crimson: "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals are not allowed to become demons."
Toudu Feiqiu: "The host doesn't have this' heavenly restriction. 'Maybe it has become a demon." Didn't you notice that this Fatty Da was the Fatty Da that appeared in the livestream room a long time ago? It used to be so small. Now that almost a year has passed, it's still so small. "
As everyone knew, after a young Fatty Da was born, it changed considerably.
The age of the Fatty Da on the screen was obviously very young. It looked to be only three to five months old.
Jiang Pengji smiled without saying a word. She did not explain the secret behind it.
Of course, this iron-eating beast did not become a demon. Its actions were all controlled by Jiang Pengji.
She turned her mental strength into an invisible force and manipulated the iron-eating beast to do what she wanted. The truth was that simple.
Jiang Pengji did not explain. Everyone could only attribute the effect of the performance to the magical "familiar" and "becoming a demon from being fat."
It was rare for her to perform, so the civil and military officials naturally gave her face and supported her performance.
The atmosphere of the New Year's banquet returned to normal.
Seeing that, Mrs. Han's expression became extremely stiff, as if it was covered with a layer of plaster. She did not feel good at all.
She reflected on herself. She felt that it was probably her fault for being too obvious. That was why Han Yu had a handle on her.
If she had been more cautious just now, she would not have been so embarrassed.
Even though Jiang Pengji had considerately helped Han Yu out, it was still a slap in the face in Mrs. Han's eyes.
It seemed that she did not expose her, but in fact, she had torn off her dignity and trampled on it.
Mrs. Han felt so suffocated that she could not breathe. Her face was getting worse and worse.
Han Yu said, "Are you satisfied now? This is the New Year's banquet. Restrain yourself! Don't lose your manners and make a fool of yourself. "
Mrs. Han would not listen to anything else, but when it came to her manners and dignity, she would listen to it very well.
No matter how resentful Mrs. Han was, she did not dare to show her anger. She could only swallow it back.
Jiang Pengji laughed and chatted with the crowd while secretly glancing at Han Yu and his wife.
The couple did not seem to get along well.
But …
After all, it was Han Yu's family business. As a man, he would handle it well. Jiang Pengji was an outsider and the lord. It was not appropriate for her to intervene.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Jiang Pengji took the crowd to watch a few lively new plays.
Some of the new plays were warm and happy, and some were purely funny, like crosstalk and skit.
When it was almost time, Jiang Pengji asked them to go home and stay with their families for the New Year's Eve.
It was the first time that the eldest son of Han Yu's wife had a New Year's Eve like this. He was still thinking about the content of the new plays and the peers he had just met.
Mrs. Han sat in the carriage silently. There was a distance of a few fists between her and Han Yu.
Han Yu said, "After the New Year's Eve, I plan to send my son to the Golden Scale Academy for his education."
"How can the Golden Scale Academy compare to my family's school?" Mrs. Han frowned. "That kind of place will lead the students astray?"
Han Yu was a little angry. He said, "My teacher also teaches in the academy. How can it lead the students astray?"
Mrs. Han did not say anything, but judging from her eyes and expression, she did not approve of Han Yu.
So what if it was the Golden Scale Academy?
How could a reputation that was made up of be compared to the aristocratic families that had made great contributions?
However, her husband did not understand her. The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged.
In order to be a good example of a noble lady, she promoted the maids who had served Han Yu before their marriage. She even gave them face and treated their children kindly.
She had worked hard for her family, but she could not get Han Yu's understanding and respect.
Mrs. Han said forcefully, "If you want to use the children's future to flatter them, you can humiliate anyone but me."
The sons and daughters of concubines in the inner courtyard could just go to the Golden Scale Academy. Anyway, they were the sons of concubines who couldn't be seen in public. It would be a waste for them to study with a bunch of lowly commoners' children. If she let her eldest son go to the academy, she would cry to death!
Han Yu was so angry that his face turned green.
The eldest son of the concubine lowered his head silently under the gloomy atmosphere. He did not dare to look at his parents.
"You are not allowed to be willful and mischievous!"
Mrs. Han sneered. "Are you really as cruel as iron? Are you going to humiliate my son?"
Han Yu said, "I am not humiliating him. I love him dearly. Why would I harm him?"
Mrs. Han was disheartened. She was so angry that she and Han Yu lived separately. She left the father and son to stay up for the New Year's Eve and went to bed early.
Han Yu let out a long sigh, but he could not do anything to his wife.
"When you go to the Golden Scale Academy, treat your classmates with courtesy. Do not be arrogant."
Han Yu gently reminded his eldest son during the New Year's Eve.
The eldest son was gentle and obedient.
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