Time flies by like a flash, and soon the day comes for Shen Jiayao, the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Household Affairs, and her hairpin ceremony.
The weather was sunny and cloudless that day. The heavy rain last night washed away all the dirt, making the sky as clear as if it had been washed.
Su Yining led the pony to the door of Shangshu's Mansion, and the noisy surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Subconsciously, he made a way for her to get out. There were all kinds of carriages crowded in front of the bustling mansion. Su Yining didn't bother to wait and just walked over.
After these days of careful raising and washing, the horse he was holding has been completely transformed. Its fur as white as snow shines dazzlingly in the sun, making it look rich and handsome.
Blinking his big, watery eyes, he looked at everything around him curiously, waving his elegant and fluffy tail.
"Princess Zhan? What is she here for?"
"Who knows, why did the Shen family return the post to Prince Zhan's Mansion?"
"Hey, you're just pretending, it's still a palace after all, how can you not give it to me?"
The women around her talked about her a lot and compared her to a snake and a scorpion.
Su Yining's sharp ears and eyes naturally heard their whispers, and she could only shrug helplessly.
"Princess Zhan has arrived!" the concierge shouted, and everyone in the courtyard stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the door.
The actions of this group of people made her twitch her mouth. It would be better not to treat her as a scourge every time.
There was one person in this group of people who kept staring at her with evil spirit in his eyes. This person was none other than Feng Yuan, the Minister of Punishment. He did not interfere in his son's matter that time, but decided to exterminate the family for justice.
In order to keep his official position, he was also very cruel to his son. He was beaten half to death in the lobby of the Yamen. Feng Yuan sent him directly to the labor department and made him work for five years before he could come back. He was not allowed to go home.
Someone give him some money.
It was easy to win the emperor's appreciation for his righteousness in killing relatives. After praising him, he gave an example in the court. The emperor hoped that his ministers would have a righteous heart in killing their relatives.
Because of this incident, Feng Yuan was often laughed at, and at the same time he was far away from people who could even sacrifice his son. What else could not be sacrificed?
"Wow! This horse is so beautiful. Is this for me?" Shen Jiayao rushed over like a cannonball, staring at the horse with gleaming eyes.
Su Yining smiled knowingly and said in a gentle tone: "Of course it's for you, Miss Shen. I know you like riding, so this pony is very suitable for you."
"Really? Really? Do you really want to give it to me? Ah! It actually kissed me, it likes me!" Shen Jiayao has always been a clear-cut girl with a cheerful personality, but she is also a bit nervous.
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Being rubbed affectionately by the pony, she was so happy that she flew up. Behind her, Master Shen looked at Princess Zhan with complicated eyes. He was also happy that his daughter was happy, but it was a bit... troublesome that this person was Princess Zhan.
"Really, when the banquet is over, you can ride her around for a few times. I have already trained her. She is very gentle and knows many skills. She will not fall over you."
Su Yining put a lot of effort into this horse. In the dead of night when no one was around, she secretly washed and cut its marrow with space well water, improved its intelligence, and fed it many rare herbs.
"Princess Zhan, please take the trouble, please come and take your seat." Shen Liangchang, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, is elegant and handsome. He speaks unhurriedly and has a convincing feeling. There is a kind of oppression from the superior invisibly. This is because he is an official.
Years of momentum.
"Thank you, Master Shen!" Su Yining didn't say much else. She turned around and followed the waiter to the courtyard dedicated to women. As soon as she sat down, everyone around her stopped drinking tea.
After taking her seat, she always felt that something was wrong with the way the lady opposite looked at her. She didn't recognize her. Could it be that she had offended someone?
On the other side, Feng Yuan looked at the horse thoughtfully, tapping his index finger on the table as if thinking about something, and then said something to the waiter beside him.
These eyes were so vicious that even if Su Yining turned her back to him, she could still feel the hot and hateful gaze, and the feeling of a gleam on her back made her feel uncomfortable all over.
"This old guy won't attack a horse, right?" She muttered secretly, and Xiao Cui beside her actively picked up vegetables for her, and soon the small bowls piled up into a small mountain.
"Xiaocui, that's enough!" She looked helplessly at Xiaocui, who had been upgraded to an old woman. She seemed to have evolved since that day...well, in a good way of course.
Xiao Cui stopped using her chopsticks to pick up the food and said, "Princess, please eat quickly, I know your habits." Su Yi Ning really didn't like eating from the same plate with people she didn't know, even if she had serving chopsticks, she wouldn't do it.
Especially this kind of talking while picking up food.
She didn't have breakfast because she was in a hurry to go out. Most likely, Xiaocui was still thinking about this matter.
Well, the most important thing about eating was that she was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back. It would be a pity not to eat such a good dish. Not to mention that she really liked a few dishes and asked Xiaocui to take note of them and go back to the cook to make them.
"Mrs. Feng, do you think this person's temperament needs to be cultivated from an early age?" A lady wearing a dark green dress covered her face with a fan, with a look of contempt in her eyebrows.
Mrs. Feng? Damn it, this can’t be Feng Jiahao’s mother, right? She really knows how to choose seats...
A sneer appeared at the corner of Mrs. Feng's mouth, and her eyes were like daggers: "Hey, what do you want to do after growing up with pigs? Even if you marry into a high-ranking family, it will still be the same. You have shallow eyelids."
The two of them chatted without giving any names, making various accusations and insults.
Xiao Cui was so angry that she wanted to argue but was stopped by Su Yi Ning. When she was satisfied, she said to Xiao Cui: "You just can't be too idle. If you are idle, you will have nothing to do."
"Princess, you are right." Although she didn't understand what the princess meant, she was right as long as she followed her.
Mrs. Feng didn't eat a bite, the plate in front of her was clean, and she looked at her fiercely.
Su Yining ate to satisfy her mood, with a smile on her lips: "Madam, why don't you eat? Is it not to your liking? It's better not to keep your mouth too full, otherwise you will be careful not to eat in the future!"
The Feng family is coming to an end. Even if you do a hundred times of righteousness and annihilation, it will be useless. As long as you embezzle just one person, the emperor will definitely confiscate the family and exterminate the family, and replace it with someone else.
"Presumptuous! Su Yining, you are too arrogant. Even if your mother was here, you would not dare to be so arrogant in front of me!" Mrs. Feng slapped the table and stood up. Her momentum was not inferior to that of Feng Yuan. It seems that this family has deep roots.
"Presumptuous? Hahahaha, you are the first to say that I am presumptuous after so many days. Since I am so presumptuous, I might as well be more presumptuous and kneel down!" A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his voice became colder.
I wanted to give the Shen family face and not make trouble during the hairpin ceremony, but this person was hit in the face, how could he not fight back!
Madam Feng smiled sarcastically and had no intention of kneeling down: "Su Yining, you are too arrogant. You didn't even inquire about my identity. I will kneel down if you ask me to do so?"