"Father? Why are you here? Where is grandma? Has dad eaten?"
"Hey, it's Da Lang. How did you know that my father caught another twenty-pound fish today!? Is it because you're greedy because of the smell? Or maybe my son has a good nose."
Su Fu:......
He just came out after class to get some air and touch fish...
Su Xian freed up a hand and waved it in the air, displaying countless heroic spirits:
"It's okay. You're in luck. My son studies every day and works really hard. You need to take more supplements. I'll ask the chef to stew a fish head for you later."
Unsteady, Mr. Su quickly retracted his hands, picked up the fish with both hands again, maintained balance, and warned with a serious face:
"By the way, I'll send you another one to Meiluyuan next door. The fish soup is delicious and good for your health. It's okay. This time the fish is big enough!
"You, you, if you have nothing to do, go and see Nephew Ouyang more often. His articles are like those of others, he is honest and honest, and he is a great talent in water management. Even your sister is full of praises. He is condescending and looking for opportunities to make friends. You can Can’t hold it.”
"My child understands."
Su Fu responded with a little helplessness. Although he had heard the elders' advice countless times and answered them countless times, the eldest son of the Su family showed no sign of impatience on his face. He said respectfully:
"Father, don't worry. Hei'er and Lianghan have been good friends for a long time. Recently, they have visited once every morning and evening. It's just that they visited too much. Hei'er was afraid of disturbing Miss Wei Lai from taking care of Brother Lianghan, so they went to prepare tea for Hei'er. .”
"Well, you just have to be sensible." Su Xian changed the topic: "Remember to come over for fish head at noon."
At the gate of Juxian Garden, the father and son of the Su family gathered together for a while, then turned and separated.
Su Xian left with a faint smile on his face.
Su Dalang held the scroll in his hand and stood there, looking blankly at the back of his father at the corner ahead, holding a big fish half his height with both hands, "lost" everywhere.
My clothes seem to be carrying the wind when I walk.
But looking at the direction he left... My father, who was very agile and quick to walk, seemed to be "lost" to my sister's yard this time.
Su Fu couldn't help shouting:
"Father, please be careful, don't let grandma know that you secretly went fishing again, otherwise you will..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Su's gentle echo came from the distance:
"Father, I know. It's just a trivial matter. It's okay for a woman to take care of the house. Why should I be so lenient..."
Su Fu opened his mouth, shook his head, paid no more attention, and turned around to return to the study.
By the way, Su Fu hadn't seen his father catch such a big fish for a long time. Every time he met his father before, he always had nothing in his hands, as well as the bucket carried by the servant behind him. He didn't look good when he met Su Fu.
The last time I came back with such a full load was when I held a bass banquet and invited Brother Lianghan... It was not easy.
I don’t know where I caught another big fish this time. It’s normal for my father to speak more forcefully...
In the distance, on the garden path.
Su Xian hummed a little tune, clasping his hands behind his back, taking a leisurely stroll towards his daughter's Meiying Studio.
Behind him, a strong servant helped him carry the bucket and fish.
The master of the Su family seemed to be in a good mood. From time to time he looked back at the big fish in the servant's arms, stroking his beard proudly.
"How about a bass feast and some street visits with the neighbors?"
Su Xian murmured to himself.
In the distance, a corner of the eaves of Meiyingzhai where Su Guoer lived poked out from the plum forest.
Su Xian saw it.
"Come fish! Get out of here."
"Yes, sir."
Su Xian enthusiastically took the big fish, carried it with both hands, and prepared to walk forward.
"Master, look, that seems to be the lady! Coming out of the lady's yard."
The strong servant in green clothes seemed to have seen something and immediately pointed it out.
Su Xian's expression changed.
At the corner ahead, an old lady in a long skirt came with a group of maids, and happened to meet Su Xian from a distance.
The woman in the long skirt and her group seemed to pause.
"Master, hello, madam... I think you saw us."
The strong servant in green clothes couldn't help but raised his head and said, but as soon as he turned around, he found that there was no one around him, the figure disappeared, no, to be precise, the man and the fish disappeared together.
"Master? You..."
The strong servant was stunned for a moment, and then there was a "plop" sound, as if something fell into the pond next to him.
Su Xian reappeared next to Zhuang Servant, with a smile on his face, and stepped forward to greet him, his hands already empty.
The strong servant was dumbfounded.
"Qilang!" Wei Mei's raised eyebrows came from not far away.
"Madam, why are you here..." Su Xian forced a smile to please.
The couple met only ten steps away.
"Stop!" Wei Mei glanced at the pond next to Su Xian and stepped forward quickly.
Su Xian turned around and ran away without saying a word.
"Madam, I made a mistake for my husband!" He only left a word of begging for mercy.
"..." Wei Mei and everyone.
…
Su Mansion, a flower hall with few people at the south end, Su Xian was looking out, observing for a long time.
There was silence all around, as if no one was looking for him.
Su Xian breathed a sigh of relief:
"It seems that everything is fine. We have to wait for Mei Niang's anger to subside."
He frowned and raised his hand to hold his crooked member's hat.
"Master!"
At this moment, an old servant hurriedly walked in outside the door with a serious face.
The old servant has been with Su Xian's family for many years. He is also the chief steward of Su Mansion. He is loyal and loyal. His surname is unknown. Su Guo'er and Su Fu both call him Uncle Shun.
Uncle Shun has no beard. Although he looks old, he is quite fair. He is meticulous in his work and strictly observant of etiquette. He has made few mistakes over the years.
But now, the old butler, who everyone thought was calm and composed, hurried to Su Xian's side, his eyes a little nervous:
"Sir, there is a letter sent from Jiangzhou. It seems that there is some news from the north."
When Su Xian heard this, his expression became solemn.
"Take me there!"
He immediately left the flower hall where he was hiding and followed the old servant to a living room, where he met a travel-worn messenger.
The messenger was a middle-aged man. He didn't say much. He looked at Su Xian, checked the tokens, confirmed his identity, saluted with clasped fists, solemnly handed over a letter, and left in a hurry.
Su Xian held the yellow envelope in her hand and frowned.
"What kind of news is coming from Luoyang? It's coming in such a hurry. I'm not afraid of being discovered by someone who's interested. I'm running here in broad daylight. I'm becoming more and more careless in doing things..."
He frowned and shook his head, wandering around the living room again and again, no longer hesitating.
Open the wax seal, take out the letter paper, shake it in the air, unfold the four corners,
Su Xian lowered his head and took a look.
The next second.
Uncle Shun, who was standing aside, saw his master's face changed drastically, and he was extremely horrified, as if he had found something terrible on the letter.
Su Xian took a few steps back, and the letter fell from his stiff fingers.
"Master, what happened? What's happening in Luoyang..."
Uncle Shun seemed to know something inside and asked worriedly, while bending down to pick up the letter.
"It's over!"
Su Xian suddenly shouted.
"It's completely over this time! It's finally here! After all these years, what should come is finally coming!"
The master of the Su family, who had been fishing leisurely in the morning and showing off when he came home, now his expression collapsed, his hands flailed wildly, he stepped over the old servant who was picking up paper on the ground, and rushed out of the living room.
"Master, master!"
Shun Bo chased out the door in a panic.
On the southeast side of Su Mansion, there is a pavilion built among flowers. The flowers around it are colorful and very beautiful.
At this moment, in the sunshine, a woman in a long skirt and a few maids were arranging flowers and vases in the pavilion.
The woman in the long skirt seemed to be still angry. Under the maid's coaxing, she snorted from time to time, feeling dissatisfied.
At this time, Su Xian's running figure suddenly appeared on the flower path not far from the flower pavilion, and his shouts came from far away:
"Mei Niang! Mei Niang!"
"Okay, Qilang, you still dare to come to me! You run away, why don't you run away? If you have the ability to go fishing with your friends, but if you don't, admit it. I won't let you stop fishing today. I will take your surname." !”
Wei Mei raised her eyebrows and stood up suddenly.
There was a "crackling" sound in the pavilion, vases were smashed to the ground, and the maids around who had been coaxing before suddenly fell silent.
Wei Mei didn't know where to draw a thick stick from, and rushed out of the pavilion menacingly.
"It's useless for you to cry and beg for mercy! You're still not a man!"
Wei Mei looked coldly and raised his stick.
But soon, she realized that something was wrong with her husband today, and he was crying extremely hard, not even caring about the maids watching from the pavilion behind.
The couple gathered their heads, threw themselves into each other's arms, held each other's arms and looked at each other.
Su Xian burst into tears and said in a panic:
"Mei Niang, it's over, we're done! People from Luoyang are coming! Someone complained to my mother about Bao'er's birthday gift, my mother... my mother sent someone over, and they will arrive soon. Dragon City, we are finished!"
Wei Mei, who was originally roaring like a lion from Hedong, suddenly calmed down and dropped the stick. After hearing this, he took out a handkerchief and wiped her husband's tears without saying a word.
"Mei Niang! It's me who's useless, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you, Dalang, and Bao'er! It's me who is useless, and I'm causing trouble for you!"
Su Xian hugged the woman in the long skirt feeling extremely guilty.
"It's not Qi Lang's fault. I, Da Lang, and Guo'er have never blamed you. Qi Lang, don't be sad. Where is the letter? Let me take a look."
Wei Mei was extremely calm and looked directly into her husband's eyes.
"Believe...believe..." Su Xian muttered, looking around blankly.
Wei Mei turned her head and dismissed the maids who were looking around curiously with an expression on her face.
Only Wei Mei and Su Xian, who was dejected and silently mourning her death, were left in the garden.
"Madam, the letter is with this servant... Please take a look at it, Madam."
Shun Bo came running out of breath, finally caught up with Su Xian and presented the letter to Wei Mei.
Wei Mei comforted her husband for a while, turned around and rolled up her sleeves, took the letter directly, lowered her head and ordered:
"Uncle Shun, go to Meiyingzhai nearby to call Bao'er and meet in the Peony Hall. Da Lang is also here."
She slightly raised her eyes, looked at the sky, and made a decision:
"It's the second quarter of Shenchu. Today is Mr. Yuan's class. If the old man is here, call him too. And Miss Xie, go to Yilanxuan to call for someone. We will meet at the Peony Hall in half an hour."
"As you command, madam!" Shunbo perked up.
The old servant, who was originally in a panic due to the influence of his master, suddenly calmed down and quickly retreated, calling for people everywhere.
Half an hour later.
In Yilanxuan, a study in the west wing that Xie Lingjiang rarely used, everyone gathered.
Su Xian, Wei Mei, Su Dalang, Su Guo'er, Xie Lingjiang who returned in a hurry, and Mr. Yuan.
In the end, everyone did not gather in the Peony Hall, where secret meetings are often held.
Because Xie Lingjiang was the last one to arrive, he couldn't find anyone at first. Xie Lingjiang, a Qi practitioner, came and went silently. Finally, Su Guoer's maid Cai Shou had an idea and went to the Meilin courtyard next door by a familiar route and found her. Thanks Lingjiang.
Xie Lingjiang arrived last. Everyone who could not wait had already left the Peony Hall and were waiting near Yilanxuan.
The group of people were nearby, gathering in Yi Lanxuan's study for a secret discussion.
In the room, Su Xian looked down at the shadow on the floor under his feet, and was lost in thought. Wei Mei stood up and took a crumpled piece of letter paper from the hands of brother and sister Su Dalang and Su Guoer, and silently handed it to the other two:
"Thank you, Miss. Mr. Yuan, you should also take a look."
Just as Xie and Yuan, who were like aides and guest officials, looked at the letter with serious faces.
Su Xian suddenly raised his head and said with a sad smile:
"This time, Prince Wei Jisi filed a complaint in front of his mother, slandering me for organizing a birthday gift for Guo'er, and using the gifts from the Li clan, Jingzhao Wei clan, and the court ministers to make friends with the party members. This is unscrupulous. , breeds ambition.”
His eyes were red and his tone was full of unwillingness to be aggrieved:
"But Guo'er is still on the Zongzheng Temple's genealogy. She is her granddaughter and a member of the clan. She has been given a birthday ceremony every year before, not to mention those princesses and county owners with lower status than the current princess. Is there any birthday ceremony that is more lively than Bao'er? There is nothing wrong with nobles and clan members giving gifts..."
As if he suddenly remembered some unforgettable experience, when Su Xian said this, his words were stuck, and a withered look suddenly appeared on his face:
"My son, I don't want any status or title, why don't you just want to give your child a little wealth? Queen mother, you are so heartless!
There was despair in his eyes, and he said to An Jing's family and staff:
"Brother...His Royal Highness the Prime Minister sent someone from Luoyang to report secretly, saying that after the Queen Mother heard about the incident, she sent a female official to leave the palace overnight and rush to Jiangnan Road... It seems to be a gift, but I heard that the Queen Mother had more preparations. I want to give a gift, not only to my granddaughter, but also to my son... to my son, ha...
"It's on the road now and will arrive in Longcheng County soon. This letter from His Highness the Prime Minister has been sent in a hurry, just a little faster than the people sent by the queen. It's... too late."
Obtaining a gift from the empress for no reason... Everyone fell silent, remembering the empress's various methods of inflicting death over the years.
For example, if the gift box sent all the way from Luoyang, Guanzhong to Jiangnan is empty, you have to return some gift, right? A head?
Su Xian suddenly smiled, his face full of misery:
"If the mother wants her son to die, the son has to die. What's more, she is still the emperor and the king and the people! Why don't I hang myself with dignity first, and then you can cut off my head, and maybe you can save your lives."
As if grasping the last straw, he prepared to draw the knife.
Su Guo'er suddenly stood up: "Why did my father say he was dead? The incident started because of his daughter. If the father dies, how can the daughter live alone?"
Su Fu knelt down and said, "The child hanged himself for his father and begged his grandmother to appease her anger."
Wei Mei said to her husband: "Misfortune and fortune are impermanent. The two are not immutable. The most is death. What is Qilang afraid of? Besides, no one is immortal. Just die. Your family will be with you. There is nothing to cry about!"
"Mei Niang, Bao'er, Fusu!" Su Xian closed his eyes and trembled.
Wei Mei pursed her lips, raised her head stubbornly, and looked north outside the house... There was a mother-in-law there that she respected and hated, and she had been tough back then.
If this cold-blooded mother-in-law wanted to send her a gift and send her to death, Wei Mei would never beg for mercy, just keep her dignity.
Wei Mei turned around:
"Thank you, Miss. Mr. Yuan, what do you think about this matter?"
Looking at the family in front of them, who were as affectionate as ordinary people, Xie Lingjiang and Yuan Xiangshan looked at each other and did not speak immediately.
(or the fifth day of rebooting)
(End of chapter)
