Chapter 83 Teaching Ji Qingqing Martial Arts—Beaten!

Chapter 83: Teaching Ji Qingqing Martial Arts, Getting Beaten!

"Snowflakes are a bit whiter than plum blossoms, while plum blossoms are a bit more fragrant than snowflakes. In that sense, both have their own strengths. This is just like everyone here—each of us has our own advantages and disadvantages. As long as we learn from each other and complement each other's strengths, we will surely make progress."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yunheng's attitude became even more respectful.

That Ji Yuntang could offer such insights showed she herself was a person of great merit.

"Princess Ye, your words are deeply philosophical. I'm truly enlightened. May I ask if I could copy down this poem and share it with my classmates at the Royal Academy?"

Ji Yuntang nodded. "Of course, Young Master Jiang, feel free. I'm also very pleased that this poem has caught your eye and can help the students at the Royal Academy."

Ji Qingqing's face had long turned pale. She sat in her seat, her eyes dark, her fingernails almost digging into her skin.

How could this be? How could this happen?

How could Ji Yuntang possibly compose such excellent poetry?

After all, Ji Zihang had studied at the Royal Academy for five years, and his skill was only equal to Jiang Yunheng's.

Even so, Jiang Yunheng and Ji Zihang were both hailed as the twin stars of the Royal Academy.

If Jiang Yunheng praised Ji Yuntang, did that mean he thought she was even more talented than himself, or even Ji Zihang?

Luo Qingge was also surprised. She thought Ji Yuntang's medical skills were already impressive, but now she realized she was equally outstanding in poetry.

At that moment, her admiration for Ji Yuntang surged like a mighty river, endless and unstoppable.

"Father, my third sister-in-law has composed the poem. Does that mean she has won against Second Miss Ji?"

Emperor Jingyang frowned at this attention-seeking daughter.

Though reluctant to say anything, he had to admit that Ji Yuntang's poem was excellent and full of depth, almost flawless.

Even those great literary scholars could hardly do better.

"Princess Ye's poem is very good. This round counts as a victory over Second Miss Ji."

Luo Qingge was delighted, and Ji Yuntang smiled. She then asked, "Your Majesty, may the bet that Second Miss Ji and I made be fulfilled now?"

Emperor Jingyang didn't know the specifics of the bet, thinking it was just playful banter between sisters, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Alright, a bet is a bet. Since Princess Ye has won, Second Miss Ji should fulfill her promise."

Ji Qingqing's heart sank. Her intuition told her that Ji Yuntang was up to something, and going up against her would only bring trouble.

She looked at Ji Huaiche with pleading eyes, seeking help. "Brother, I... I don't..."

But Ji Huaiche only patted her shoulder and encouraged her gently, "Qingqing, don't be afraid. With the Emperor here, Ji Yuntang wouldn't dare do anything to you."

"Besides, your dancing is renowned among the noble ladies of the capital. If she wants to practice dancing with you, isn't she just asking for humiliation?"

"Qingqing, I believe in you. You're the best."

Ji Qingqing: "..."

Little did she know, Ji Huaiche just didn't want to cause trouble on her behalf.

Since the Emperor had already spoken, how could he plead for Ji Qingqing?

He always had to look out for himself and the Marquis Yongning's household, didn't he?

If Ji Qingqing were smart, she would step forward willingly, earning her a bit more respect from everyone present.

Luo Qingge shot a challenging look at Luo Qianxue, then turned to stare at Ji Qingqing, who stood there frozen.

"Second Miss Ji, please! Father, Mother, and so many others are waiting for you. Don't waste everyone's time."

Ji Qingqing had no choice but to steel herself and step forward.

Not far from the plum grove, there was a built stage, usually used for the Emperor and Empress to watch plays and performances.

Now, Ji Yuntang and Ji Qingqing stood face to face.

Ji Yuntang raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Ji Qingqing, are you ready for me to teach you martial arts?"

"I..." Before Ji Qingqing could finish, Ji Yuntang charged straight at her. She grabbed Ji Qingqing's arm, used her shoulder, and executed a perfect shoulder throw, slamming Ji Qingqing to the ground.

Ji Qingqing: "!!!"

Her head hit the ground, and she was stunned for a few seconds. Only when the pain shot through her body did she realize that Ji Yuntang had beaten her!

She gritted her teeth, instantly furious. "You... you said you'd teach me dancing, how can you hit someone?"

Ji Yuntang's beautiful eyes mocking, she coldly said, "Are you stupid? Isn't this me teaching you martial arts?"

"Someone like you needs more practice, to toughen up your skin, so that when I hit you in the future, you can take it."

Ji Qingqing: "!!!"

Only then did she realize that when Ji Yuntang said she would teach her "martial arts," it wasn't the "dance" of dancing, but the "martial arts" of fighting.

She tried to run, but before she could get far, Ji Yuntang grabbed her by the shoulder from behind.

"Bang!" Another perfect shoulder throw. This time, Ji Qingqing landed face-first.

Ji Yuntang smiled. "Why are you running? I said I'd teach you martial arts twice. How can you leave before we're done?"

The two were locked in a heated wrestling match on the stage, while the banquet attendees were utterly confused.

From a distance, they could only vaguely see Ji Qingqing fall down twice, unable to hear what was being said.

A woman murmured, "What kind of dance is Princess Ye teaching Second Miss Ji? The posture looks so strange?"

Luo Qingge lifted her chin and snorted haughtily. "What my third sister-in-law teaches is naturally excellent. How could someone like you, who only knows superficial skills, understand?"

"She's willing to personally teach Ji Qingqing, who should be grateful and thank her profusely. This is a blessing many would beg for."

Everyone: "!!!"

They were speechless. Seeing Ji Qingqing fall and unable to get up, if this was what they called a blessing, then none of them wanted it.

Ji Huaiche looked at Ji Qingqing, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

But with so many people present, he suppressed his urge to go over and check on her, and sat down quietly instead.

However, his slightly clenched hand revealed the unease within him at that moment.

Soon, Ji Yuntang arrived. She looked at the crowd and still smiled gracefully, saying, "I apologize for keeping everyone waiting while I was practicing martial arts with Second Miss Ji."

"I'll make it up to you by drinking a cup of Xinglinchun as a penalty!"

With that, Ji Yuntang picked up a glass of wine, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one go.

Luo Qingge wanted to stop her but was too late. She stomped her foot anxiously, her voice tinged with concern.

"Third Sister-in-law, you didn't do anything wrong—why take a penalty cup of Xinglinchun?"

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