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Old Master Su rolled his eyes at Mu Xu.
How could he not understand that this was Mu Xu's way of saying that his bamboo table was broken and had been patched up?
But Mu Xu continued, "But it's also good, old stuff, durable."
Old Master Su couldn't bear to listen any longer and said, "My daughter Linhan made this for me when I was a child. If you are envious, just tell me and I will ask your granddaughter to make it for you."
As he spoke, Old Master Su picked up the teacup, but before it reached his mouth, he glanced at Mu Xu and said, "I almost forgot that your son is not married yet."
Which pot does not open which pot.
Mu Xu had only one son, but that son did not like studying, let alone practicing martial arts. However, he was very interested in practicing Buddhism.
More than ten years ago, he even ran away and became a monk.
Mu Xu was so angry at first that he almost took the students of the Imperial College to the temple to make trouble. In the end, it was the late emperor who stepped in to calm the situation.
But Mu Xu's son still wanted to learn Buddhism.
The result is that other old officials of the same generation all have many children and grandchildren.
Only Mu Xu was accompanied by a daughter, but his daughter happened to be married in Jiangnan.
Now, there are only him and his wife at home.
Hearing these words from Old Master Su, I was deeply moved.
Mu Xu immediately scolded: "Su Dayan, if you have something to say, just scold me directly, don't poke my heart!"
Su Wenqing drank his tea without even lifting his eyelids. After he put down the teacup, he said, "Why didn't you say this when you were poking someone's heart."
Mu Xu looked at Su Wenqing, but suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled: "See how pitiful I am, why don't you write a letter to Miss Chang'an? I really don't ask for anything this time, I just ask for a poem from the previous [Snow Chapter]."
Su Wenqing knew Mu Xu's intention long ago, and when he finally heard her speak, he shook his head and said, "Future Empress, is it something an old man like me can do with just a word? Do you think I'm as shameless as you?"
Mu Xu chuckled: "Don't be so heartless. Besides, if I really didn't have anything good to exchange, I wouldn't do this."
Su Wenqing sneered: "Isn't there still one last pen?"
Mu Xu frowned: "The coffin is always on my mind, but it was bestowed by the late emperor, and I kept it in the coffin to hold together! No wonder you got so close to that miser Li Jiulang! And I only have that pen left, and everything else It’s not like you don’t know about it and sold it to build a school.”
Then, Mu Xu swallowed his saliva and said, "I heard Commander Yan say a line before, 'Red beans grow in the south.' There is another line, 'This thing is the most nostalgic.' It is said that when Miss Chang'an named her knife, she casually composed a poem. I have recited these two lines several times, and there is something in them. And it sounds like they should be the first and last lines. How about you help me ask Commander Yan about the other two lines? If you find out, I owe you a drink?"
Su Wenqing shook his head: "The Queen's poem asked me to go to the commander of Yan, and then to exchange something with me. You have a good plan. Are you thinking that His Majesty will be angry in the end, and you will blame me?"
Mu Xu saw that his plan had been discovered, smiled awkwardly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
However, Su Wenqing said, "The Queen will also attend the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet in a few days. She will definitely compose poems at that time. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Hearing about the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, Mu Xu thought for a moment and said, "That's true, but this time the palace banquet has invited more people than in previous years."
Su Wenqing glanced at Mu Xu and said nothing.
Mu Xu said, "It's right to invite more people. After all, it's a festival, so let's have some fun. And it was so quiet last year, so let's have some fun this year. But I heard that the Queen Mother is going to attend this year too? Aren't you afraid of something going wrong?"
Su Wenqing shook his head: "She can't come out. If you dare to let her come, you won't be afraid of anything happening."
Mu Xu sighed: "You are really amazing. You dare to say such a thing? If it were me, I wouldn't even dare to think about it."
Su Wenqing rolled his eyes at Mu Xu, then asked, "Didn't you scold the Queen Mother when you were drinking yesterday? And when you met the Queen Mother, I remember you scolded the Master, right?"
Hearing this, Mu Xu chuckled, "I'm just a scholar, how can I not do this? I'm not as cunning as you guys! But there is one thing I want to remind you, this time Miss Chang'an may have a hard time winning the first prize. The girl from the Cui family, Zuo Shaoweng, Li Wei from Duke Guyuan, and a few others, all have to go to the palace banquet this time. If Your Majesty wants to invite more people and let Miss Chang'an shine again, it will be a bit difficult. And I can see that Your Majesty made such a big deal about this in order to let Miss Chang'an shine, and those people can see it too. I heard from Yang Guofu yesterday that he also invited He Li and Li Hun. Although there is no movement from the Eighth Prince, it is impossible for him to sit idly by. That person loves to do this kind of idle things the most."
Su Wenqing narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Mu Xu, you are not very cunning. You are the most cunning guy in the whole capital! And now, aren't you playing tricks on me?"
But of course, she didn't say it out loud: "When my eldest daughter went to the early winter poetry gathering, there were also a lot of people waiting to watch the fun, and a lot of people also sent some people over to block the limelight, and then what?"
After that, Su Wenqing continued, "And among these children you mentioned, which one can have an issue published in your journal? And which one has been chased around the world by you, the chief priest, to ask for poetry?"
Mu Xu immediately scolded, "You big eyed bastard, you just called me the Queen and now you suddenly change your name to 'Big Girl'? You're telling me that our relationship is not good?!"
But after he finished scolding, he immediately said seriously: "But what you said is true, but I think I should add one more sentence. Miss Chang'an's elegance and beauty are better than these young people. And I am attracted by her elegance and beauty."
Su Wenqing didn't respond, but after thinking for a moment he asked, "Has Yuan Ruxi been invited?"
Mu Xu nodded: "I'm invited."
Su Wenqing frowned: "It's best not to let him run into Commander Yan."
Mu Xu was stunned for a moment, and while peeling a peanut he asked, "Why?"
Su Wenqing said: "I heard from my eldest daughter that Commander Yan seems to have always wanted to learn martial arts from Yuan Ruxi."
Mu Xu curled his lips, but after changing his mind, he asked, "If Commander Yan beat Yuan Ruxi at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, shouldn't the Red Cloud Army and the Huanglong Guard compensate our Imperial College for medical expenses?"
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Chapter 101 Open your eyes, the empress is kissing secretly! !
Su Wenqing ignored Mu Xu's question about exchanging his own Imperial College people for silver.
Instead, he squinted his eyes and looked at the sky which was gradually turning red.
Mu Xu looked at Su Wenqing and finally couldn't help asking about the real purpose of this trip: "Your Majesty, for Miss Chang'an, killed 17 guests from the Taifu Mansion and 23 capable fighters that Zhao Xiaojia brought from the Cavalry Battalion to the Imperial Guards in Beijing. Are you finally going to take action?"
Su Wenqing glanced at Mu Xu, then continued to look at the red in the sky: "I have never been concerned about government affairs, and I have always been able to get along with everyone. I have only thought about your great wish of 'I wish that everyone in Daxia can hear the sound of reading'. Why are you asking this now?"
Mu Xu frowned, "Why, you're trying to be mysterious with me, right? Don't you forget that I was the one who recommended your son Su Zimu to be the Minister of the Central Secretariat? Otherwise, the position would have been snatched away by that bastard Yang Guofu."
Su Wenqing retracted his gaze and looked at Mu Xu: "Let's have a drink tonight?"
Mu Xu curled his lips and looked at Su Wenqing, the old fox.
Su Wenqing added: "I opened the altar of the [Lianxi] that my wife left for me."
Hearing this, Mu Xu smacked his lips, feeling greedy, and immediately said, "If you want to fool me with other wine, you're a bastard."
Su Wenqing was helpless: "You are always the bastard."
Mu Xu felt guilty and laughed, "Isn't my family wealth not as good as yours? But don't worry, on the day your eldest daughter gets married, I will bring the jar of [Daughter's Red Wine] buried in my house, and call Meng Qin and a few others."
Su Wenqing thought for a moment and said, "Some things, if you don't want to get involved, then don't ask. If you guessed, just keep it to yourself. Isn't that how you have been all these years? On the contrary, you have been going to the Eighth Prince or the Grand Tutor these days. Today you came to my place. Are you going to Meng Qin or Old Duke Shen tomorrow?"
Mu Xu smiled and asked, "If I say that I actually feel sorry for those bastards who have studied hard for ten years and are about to take the winter exam, would you believe me?"
Su Wenqing nodded without hesitation: "If others say it, I don't believe it. If you say it, I believe it."
Mu Xu chuckled when he heard that. It was really beautiful to talk and chat with someone who understood you.
Chat with the Eighth Prince, the Grand Tutor and others.
It just doesn’t have that flavor.
But immediately, Mu Xu sighed.
Su Wenqing glanced at Mu Xu, stood up, walked to the gate of the yard, and ordered someone to dig up the buried wine.
Then he came back and sat down again without saying anything.
Mu Xu stopped talking and just looked at the clouds of fire that had now connected into a whole.
For a while.
The servant came over with a jar of old wine and some exquisite wine utensils.
The seal of the wine jar was opened, and the aroma of wine wafted in, making one intoxicated.
Smelling the aroma of wine, Mu Xu sighed: "When it comes to brewing wine, I still think my sister-in-law's wine is unmatched."
But after saying that, he returned to his disrespectful attitude, picked up the wine utensils and flicked his fingers, pricked up his ears, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Did my sister-in-law make this herself?"
Su Wenqing nodded.
Mu Xu murmured: "A small vessel opens a big piece, like a young girl who has just finished playing on the swing, and is ignorant of her first feelings. A big vessel opens a small piece, like a beautiful woman who lives deep in the boudoir, with thoughts and feelings, tender and coveted."
Su Wenqing said unhappily, "The girl's poems sound a bit vulgar when you use them like this."
Mu Xu chuckled and impatiently picked up the wine glass filled by Su Wenqing. Just by taking a sniff, he could feel the gentle breeze and the pleasant fragrance.
Su Wenqing looked at Mu Xu and smiled helplessly.
But when he saw Mu Xu finish the drink in one gulp and close his eyes to savor the taste, he sighed.
What Mu Xu said is heartbreaking.
He understands.
Since ancient times, the majority of casualties on battlefields have been the brave soldiers who charged into battle.
But there were also casualties in this temple, and the majority of them were not the dignitaries who were deeply trapped in the quagmire of the temple, but the fledgling students.
After decades of hard study, I will repay my country with fame and honor.
Well said!
To repay the country's kindness, one had to step into this temple, but no one knew that he had taken this step. If no one was there to pull him back, or if he suddenly realized the situation and saved himself in time, he would be nothing more than a pawn of others. Many people were exiled or beheaded.
What Mu Xu said is heartbreaking.
These are the people I feel sorry for.
But if we really talk about it, what really makes us feel sad is the hardship those children have endured in their decades of study.
Su Wenqing took a sip of the wine, not wanting to drink it all at once. "It's still early for the winter exam, and the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet hasn't even ended yet."
Upon hearing this, Mu Xu understood everything and immediately poured himself another glass. He sighed in his heart, no wonder it had to be so lively, this palace banquet was going to be quite lively.
I was going to drink it all in one gulp.
But suddenly he thought of something and held out his glass to clink with Su Wenqing's.
Su Wenqing understood what he meant.
Speechless.
The two of them bumped into each other lightly.
Su Wenqing drank it all in one gulp.
Mu Xu was like this, then wiped his mouth and smiled, "The moon is bright, and the breeze is refreshing. Wenqing, I have something to say to you from the bottom of my heart."
Su Wenqing lowered his head and said, "If you want my eldest daughter's poems, just shut up and exchange them for something. Don't talk about feelings. If you want to talk about feelings and nostalgia for the past, please shut up. I don't want to hear it. If you want to talk about your Xun Kuang and your family's Master Ji in the Imperial College, I would like to listen to it."