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But
She could feel the feeling these words gave her when put together.
Very beautiful.
As beautiful as an older sister!
Especially the three words "Hua Xiangrong", which made her suddenly think of when she saw her elder sister, she felt that her elder sister was as beautiful as a flower, but she just couldn't think of how to describe it.
And this hibiscus is not as good as the beauty makeup. She knows hibiscus, which is a flower with a very beautiful name.
She also knew about beauty makeup, which was the same thing that the maids in the mansion put on their faces.
A beauty that is even more beautiful than the hibiscus flower.
That could only be a beauty like my elder sister!
The more you look
The more excited Su Wan'er's expression became, even though she only understood one tenth or one twelveth of the article, she felt that the article was so beautiful.
Then look back at my elder sister
Su Changan looked at her with a smile, his face was like a blooming lotus and his skin was as white as cream.
Immediately, Su Wan'er's face turned slightly red. She was so beautiful! Even more beautiful than this article! !
"have a guest?"
But at this time, Maomao came in with a tray in his hand.
The three of them looked over.
Su Zhaoxin's eyes immediately lit up!
Because the tray in the cat's hand was filled with plates of snacks.
"He said he came to me to learn poetry." Su Changan said with a smile.
Maomao nodded, glanced at Su Wan'er and Su Zhaoxin, and put the plate on the table: "I saw you fell asleep, and thought you would want to eat when you woke up, so I went to the kitchen in the mansion to get some snacks."
As she spoke, Maomao looked at Su Changan with a disappointed look on her face: "It's a pity there's no poison. Those people haven't made any moves since they poisoned them last time."
After saying that, he sighed again, showing his disappointment.
Su Changan didn't know how to complain after hearing this.
Because he felt that Maomao must have thought that he might be poisoned, so he went to the kitchen to get snacks!
"Can I eat it?"
Su Zhaoxin ran over without knowing when, leaned on the table with a red forehead, swallowed his saliva and asked Maomao.
Maomao looked at the child with a red forehead and chubby face, picked up a piece and handed it to him.
Su Zhaoxin took the snack and looked at the cat.
Just pleasing to the eye!!
And he is a nice guy who is both pleasing to the eye and good-looking!
Then he didn't waste any time and started eating.
Su Wan'er rolled her eyes at her brother and decided that she would never bring him with her next time.
"You go and eat too. I'll eat these pieces." Su Changan said with a smile after picking Su Wan'er up from the chair.
Su Wan'er looked at the article on the table, then looked at Su Chang'an, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Let's take it back together later. I originally wrote this for you. But the handwriting is a little ugly." Su Changan reached out and patted the girl's ponytail.
Su Wan'er was overjoyed, nodded vigorously, and immediately ran towards the snacks.
But after running two steps, he turned around and looked at Su Changan and said, "It's not ugly, it's nice to look at. No one is prettier than big sister!"
Su Changan looked at the girl with pigtails and found she liked her more and more.
Look at the little thing over there wolfing down its food.
Why.
They were raised from the same mother and came out together, but the difference between them is so huge!
After the whole plate of snacks was eaten by these two little ones.
The two left.
Su Zhaoxin was reluctant to eat it at first, and shouted that he could still eat more!
But after Su Wan'er kicked him a few times, he followed her happily, with a reluctant look in his eyes, and shouted to Su Chang'an, "Big sister, I will come often in the future." He also shouted to Mao Mao, "This young master will remember you, a good person."
Su Wan'er actually didn't want to leave, but perhaps she knew that staying here would disturb Su Chang'an, so she had to leave.
So she felt very sorry all the same. After holding her brother's hand with one hand and waving goodbye with the other, she left reluctantly.
Wait until the two little ones have completely left.
Maomao said, "Commander Yan came to the palace and said that His Majesty had summoned him."
Su Changan nodded.
Maomao added, "It is said that His Majesty was angry because you seduced the maid of the Su Mansion, so he specially summoned her back."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Su Changan, who had just started to eat the cloud cake that Su Wan'er and the others had kept for two or three days, was immediately choked by these words.
Maomao handed her the water and glanced at the pastries in the oil paper bag that were obviously going bad: "Where did the bad pastries come from?
Su Changan felt much better after drinking a glass of water: "The children brought this as a gift for learning poetry. It would be a pity not to eat it. But this is not the point. What do you mean by seducing a maid? When did I seduce her?"
Maomao shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he didn't know.
Su Changan frowned and picked up another piece of dry dessert and stuffed it into his mouth.
worry!
……
It was almost time for lunch, so the Su family's pillar of support, Old Master Su, was naturally having a meal as well.
However, compared with the splendor of the entire Su Mansion, the food on the table was a bit simple, and was even worse than that in ordinary people's homes.
A bowl of plain noodles and a plate of cold water radish as a side dish.
There is no other dish besides this.
This is the habit of Old Master Su. He has never been interested in fine wine or delicious food. He just likes light food.
"father."
Just as the old master picked up the bowl, Su Zifeng, the third son of the Su family, walked in.
Old Master Su looked up and continued eating.
Su Zifeng smiled and took a stool to sit down, then said: "I ran into Wan'er and Zhao Xin on the way here, so I was delayed for some time. Don't blame me, father."
Old Master Su nodded slightly.
Su Zifeng smiled and took out a piece of paper: "When I came here, I saw Wan'er was very happy, so I asked out of curiosity. She said she came from Miss Su's place, and Miss Su even wrote something for her."
Su Zifeng gently spread out the article in his hand: "It took me a lot of effort to get it from Wan'er. After you have read it, I will copy a copy for you and then send it back. That little girl is just like my fourth brother, not easy to mess with. My son is not good at studying, but after reading it, he really has to give a thumbs up."
When Old Master Su heard what Su Chang'an had written, he put down the bowl in his hand and looked over carefully.
“If you want to write about a beauty, you can’t just write about how she looks. You have to write about how the lotus is not as beautiful as the beauty’s makeup, and the wind blowing through the water palace makes the pearls and jade smell fragrant.
I want to write about traveling to the human world to have a stunning banquet and see the beauty of the world.
If I were to write about this, it would seem like a fairy has descended to earth, and her smile is brighter than the stars.
To write about the beauty of the crowd, the colors of the world are like dust.
I should also write about the clouds thinking of clothes and the flowers thinking of faces, and the spring breeze blowing through the threshold and the dew on the flowers. "
The simple article seemed to carry a heavy literary talent, which made the old teacher unable to take his eyes off it for a long time.
After a long time, the old master's eyes were still fixed on the short data article: "Good sentence. Good sentence. That child is worthy of these poems to describe himself."
But after saying this, the old master shook his head helplessly: "It's just that the handwriting is too ugly. Such a good-looking person, but his handwriting is like this."
But having said that, he still put down his bowl and read every word carefully.
Su Zifeng understood his father's behavior. After all, even a man like him who was ordinary in talent and learning was amazed for a long time after reading these sentences.
"Wait, go and copy it for me, and return this one to the little girl Wan'er. By the way, tell her to visit Miss Su more often in the future and learn as much as she can." The old tutor said softly.
Su Zifeng immediately responded respectfully: "Yes."
After saying that, looking at his father, Su Zifeng also started to talk about business: "Dad, I found out that it was the news released by the Eighth Prince's Mansion, but... I don't think many people believe it. When the news came out the day before yesterday, many people were still interested, but soon the people were too lazy to listen. It was really because of the incident between Miss Su and Rabbit, plus..."
Old Master Su looked at the article without moving his eyes: "They are all ordinary people."
Su Zifeng was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes."
After that, Su Zifeng slowly said: "The common people don't understand the ins and outs here, so they don't believe it. But I guess those senior officials in the court have already seen some clues. But my son thinks that Miss Su's three poems alone are enough to dispel the speculation of those officials. After all, as the common people say, no girl in the village can write three poems like that. Even our Han'er lacks it."
Old Master Su raised his eyes and looked at his third son: "How can an uncle say such a thing to his niece? Go and buy some Chengxintang paper for Han'er with your own money. Whatever the girl has, give it all to Miss Su."
Su Zifeng smiled knowingly and said, "I'll go there right after and send it over personally."
Old Master Su shook his head and said, "The counselors around the Eighth Prince are not very good. They use this method to prevent His Majesty from establishing a queen. It lacks strength. If it were me, I would directly say that Miss Su is the illegitimate daughter of the Queen Mother! Or even more outrageous, I would directly say that it is the daughter of an old man like me and the old lady. This is disgusting, and it will make the people think wildly, and the rumors will continue."
Su Zifeng asked: "The other side has taken the initiative, so should we follow suit?"
Old Master Su drank a mouthful of noodle soup and said, "Spread the news. Tell them that I, an old man, have become ill because of the news outside. I am so upset that my granddaughter finally came back but was rumored to have such a thing. I have not seen any guests for a few days. Ask your eldest brother to help me send a sick leave notice to the Ministry of Personnel and His Majesty."
Su Zifeng bowed immediately.
But Old Master Su was suddenly startled, and finally moved his eyes away from the article. He looked at his third son and smiled, "I am old and have forgotten about this. No wonder the Eighth Prince, a smart man, would allow such a thing to happen."
Su Zifeng looked at his father in confusion.
But the old Master Su said with a face full of sneers: "This old man must have been frightened by our late emperor. I guess he thinks that our Miss Su Chang'an is a backup plan specially left by the late emperor."
"Since I failed to ruin Miss Su's reputation, I might as well tell these true stories. It doesn't matter whether anyone believes it or not. I just want to tell this to the whole world. First, I want to disgust the current emperor, and second, I guess I want to see how other forces deal with it. As for what I just said, this is not a first move. After all, I overestimated him."
As he spoke, the old man looked at the article again: "Alas, he is just a little bastard who only knows how to fight. He is destined to be useless! Nothing! The late emperor left a backup plan to deal with him? He thinks highly of himself."