Who knows that as the saint grows older, he misses his children who have passed away long ago...
Chang Suining took so much trouble to copy the handwriting and calligraphy of Princess Chongyue and made this known to the public. Wasn't it really just for the saint to treat her differently?
A mere orphan girl, relying on many connections such as being saved by the former prince when she was a child, has already received the favor of so many people, why is she still unwilling to be satisfied?
Seeing the girl's overly calm demeanor from beginning to end, Mingluo quietly tightened her fingers in her sleeves.
If you look closely, you can see that the other party is deliberately imitating more than just the eldest princess's handwriting...
"Would you like to come forward to see the painting, maid?" the maid on the side asked softly.
Mingluo's eyes were fixed on the girl's face: "No need, I can't see it clearly anymore."
After a moment, she withdrew her gaze, calmed down her mind, and then walked towards Cui Jing who was standing aside.
"Captain Cui."
Cui Jing turned her head when she heard the voice and nodded slightly: "History of Women in the Ming Dynasty."
Seeing that he was not surprised at all, Mingluo knew that what he thought was right - even if she was wearing regular clothes and covering her face with a power fence, he would have recognized her a long time ago.
At least...he is indeed familiar with her, isn't he?
Over the years, he was either leading troops outside or busy with the affairs of Xuance Mansion in the capital. He went in and out between Xuance's army and the palace every day. She was the only woman around him who he could exchange a few words with.
She had known a long time ago that her aunt had said that those ordinary girls kept in his boudoir could not catch his eye at all.
Only she was different. She had been taught by her aunt in the palace since she was a child. She was knowledgeable, visionary and even had the right to participate in politics. She was the only one who could stand alongside him.
So she was never anxious or had any other worries.
But since he returned to Beijing this time, the person who didn't appear suddenly suddenly appeared in front of him and suddenly appeared in everyone's sight...
Everything that man did was beyond her expectations. He seemed to be running rampant, but his rampage effectively broke the original peace - whether it was the matter of Jie's family tonight or his sight that never deviated...
That line of sight seems to have really begun to deviate now.
Especially... he had just heard the name of Princess Chongyue from Chang Suining, which was enough to distract him further.
He and she are both insiders of the secrets in Dayun Temple.
Therefore, during the sacrifices one after another, she could feel that he also had respect for Princess Chongyue.
People who are so dazzling but die young, leaving no time for any flaws and only leaving the world with a pity, are always easy to make people look up to, and he was no exception.
But the dead are already dead, no matter how special they are, they are no longer in this world.
But now, there is such a person openly imitating the handwriting of Princess Chongyue, and even not just the handwriting, trying to use the name of Princess Chongyue to gain a lot of attention and favor for himself——
This behavior is really as whimsical as a clown...
Mingluo suppressed the unacknowledged uneasiness in his heart, looked at the young girl surrounded by everyone, and said with a faint smile: "It is easy to copy and imitate calligraphy and painting, but Mrs. Chang's temperament and behavior are completely different from those of the Princess.
Different places."
Cui Jing looked in the direction of Chang Suining: "You and I have no way of knowing the details of Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess's temperament during her lifetime."
Mingluo's expression was slightly stagnant, and he turned to look at him, trying to sound casual and normal: "Admiral Cui seems to treat Mrs. Chang a little differently... Is it because of General Chang?"
Cui Jing: "Not much different."
It was clearly a denial, but Mingluo felt increasingly unable to relax.
He actually started lying.
He never bothered to lie.
In other words, he never realized that he was lying...
Doesn't such an abnormal reaction prove the difference in treating the other party?
Mingluo smiled as if he didn't care, and said without further words or questions, "It's getting late, it's time to go back to the palace, so I'll go ahead."
Cui Jing nodded.
Ming Luo felt blessed, turned around and left with the maid.
As he was going downstairs, a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a beard walked quickly up to the second floor, accompanied by a restaurant waiter. The waiter said with excitement: "...although the villain
I don’t know much about writing, but I can tell that the painting is extraordinary! Everyone who sees it will praise it... Master, you will know it as soon as you see it!"
The maid beside Mingluo couldn't help but sigh: "Tomorrow, no one in the capital will know the name of Mrs. Chang."
"It's not just her talent. What's shown in her painting is not just her talent -" Min Luo stepped out of the Dengtai Tower. Even the night breeze blowing against her face in the summer was hot. She raised her hand and took off the clothes.
Mi Li, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Today, Mrs. Jie has lost her own prestige for many years, but she came here specifically to bring glory to her."
She didn't want to talk about it anymore, so she got into the carriage and closed her eyes to rest, and the maid stopped talking.
In the building, Master Chu looked at the painting and hesitated to speak.
Sensing the old man's slightly sad mood just now, Chang Sui Ning deliberately changed the subject and asked, "Taifu Yi, how similar is this painting to that of the eldest princess?"
Mrs. Chu trimmed his beard and said softly: "Little girl, don't be complacent, 20% is the most."
Although this girl is very good, her students are the best!
"Twenty percent is a lot." Chang Kuo said, "Ning Ning is self-taught without a teacher!"
Chang Suining smiled.
The teacher said 20%, which is about 30% to 40%.
Of the remaining 60% of the difference, 30% is that she deliberately concealed it, and the other 30% is probably the real difference - human nature will change with the environment, and the calligraphy and painting are also reflections of the nature of the person.
During the three years that she left Dasheng and lived alone in Beidi, she probably changed a bit.
Neither the teacher nor Lao Chang had the chance to see her again.
It’s okay not to see you.
There is nothing visible about her like that.
Chang Sui Ning looked at the old people chatting and laughing in front of him with a smile.
It's good to see each other like this now.
"Isn't this Meng Dong's house!" Chang Kuo laughed and waved to the visitor, "I was just looking for you!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He is acquainted with the owner of Dengtai Building. In other words, this Meng Dong family guards Dengtai Building, the number one restaurant in the capital with a prosperous business.
All the powerful officials in the capital knew each other well or superficially.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, it is normal for Chang Kuo to be familiar with him.
The Meng Dongjia stepped forward with a smile and bowed to everyone one by one.
Chang Suining looked at him.
The last time I met Meng Lie was fifteen years ago, and it was also such a sultry summer night.
But the atmosphere at that time was completely different. The lights were dim, and the other party's face looked like she was crying at the grave. She refused to agree to her suggestion to leave.
She no longer forced herself, and made another cake, asking them to change the name of the restaurant and hold on to her life until she came back from Beidi.
Meng Lie kowtowed with tears in his eyes. When she left, he looked back for the last time and saw the man kneeling there, looking up at her, with snot and tears in his eyes. It was so messy and funny.
It looks so bright now.
As she gets older, she becomes more calm and smooth, and when she greets people by clasping hands, her whole body seems to faintly exude the light of a peerless profiteer - well, she really had a good eye back then.
As if aware of her gaze, Meng Lie turned around and smiled: "I think this is Mrs. Chang, right?"
Chang Sui Ning also smiled at him and nodded: "Exactly."
"Is this the picture of tigers roaming in the mountains and forests painted by Mrs. Chang?" Meng Lie went to look at the painting while he was talking, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.
After a moment, he said: "Meng has an unkind request, I don't know whether I should tell it or not -"
According to common sense, Chang Sui would rather reply, "Then don't say it." However, she already expected that what the other party was going to say was probably what she wanted to hear, so she nodded politely: "It doesn't matter if Meng Dongjia just says it."
"Ms. Chang, I wonder if this painting can be left in Meng's Dengtai Tower?"
Chang Sui Ning was about to nod, but Chang Kuo refused first: "Although I call you Lao Meng, you can't keep talking in your sleep!"
Meng Lie spread his hands: "I don't have to reach out to ask for nothing -"
Chang Kuo blew his beard: "This is not about money! Who is short of your three melons and two dates?"
He also wants to take the painting back and hang it in the main hall!
Qiao Jijiu also nodded in agreement.
He also wants to take the painting back and hang it in the study!
Master Chu also nodded.
He was worrying about how to ask for money without appearing to be too fond of taking advantage!
Meng Lie said with a smile: "General Chang, don't worry. After all, this painting was painted by Miss Chang. Do we still need to ask Miss Chang about her intentions?"
If he read correctly, this young lady is happy.
Sure enough, I heard Chang Suining say: "Dad, I think the Meng Dong family's proposal is very good - if this painting can be left in the Dengtai Tower for everyone to appreciate, it will be a good home for it."
Chang Kuo vaguely understood.
Qiao Jijiu looked at the painting and understood what Chang Sui Ning meant.
This painting that she used to prove her innocence tonight was left here, or even more meaningful.
"But I really like my teacher very much..." Qiao Jijiu made a show of reluctantly giving up her love.
Chang Suining: "I'll just draw another one for the teacher later."
Only then did Qiao Jijiu show a satisfied smile.
Chang Sui An hurriedly said: "Ning Ning, we also lack a painting at home!"
Chang Suining: "When I look back, I will draw a bigger picture."
Taifu Chu looked at the painting and sighed and said "tsk, tsk" twice, but said nothing.
Chang Sui Ning was very eye-catching: "If you like it, Master, can I also draw a picture someday and send it as a gift?"
"This..." Taifu Chu wanted to say something polite but did not dare to take the risk. He trimmed his beard and said: "The tiger... looks a bit too fierce. If you see one at night, you will have nightmares. I prefer the quietness of bamboo, stone and so on."
Nurturing."
Chang Suining nodded knowingly.
"Brother... do you want to go over and sigh?" Wei Miaoqing couldn't bear the temptation.
Wei Shuyi laughed: "What are you thinking about? Didn't you see that they are all for the elders?"
For the elders?
On the side, Yuan Xiang's mouth was faster than his brain, and he hurriedly lowered his voice and asked his governor: "Grand Governor, do you want to ask for one and go back to our Xuance Mansion?"
Cui Jing looked at him: "...?"
Didn't you hear what Wei Shuyi said?
Or do you think...he is the elder?
Under the gaze of his own governor, Yuan Xiang came to his senses, his tongue was tied, and he laughed dryly: "I'm just kidding! Hey!"
It’s all because the Governor spends time with General Chang every day, and General A Dian often talks about being a family...so much so that he subconsciously regards the Governor as Mrs. Chang’s elder!
"Grandma..." Wei Miaoqing couldn't help but pull her grandma's hand.
Grandma is always the elder!
"Why are you anxious? There will always be opportunities in the future." Duan smiled and looked at her daughter beside her: "Why don't you blame Auntie Chang for being longer than Chang's wife?"
Wei Miaoqing's face turned red when she heard this.
How could she have imagined that Mrs. Chang would be so popular after teaching Mrs. Jie a lesson?
Everyone heard that Mrs. Chang agreed to leave the painting in Dengtai Tower, and most of them were happy to see it happen.
"More people should come and see such a masterpiece..."
"If I want to see the paintings someday, I can come over and take a look at them at any time."
"Wake up, how can we have so much money to climb Tailou?"
This hit-to-the-point statement made many cash-strapped literati suddenly feel a pain in their hearts.
Just at this time, I saw the Meng Dong family bowing their hands and bowing to everyone, and said with a smile: "Meng is fortunate enough to have this painting in his possession, so he should appreciate it with you all. If you want to come and see the painting in the future, you can do it like today."
, with a poem as a guide, he went into the building and sat down to enjoy the paintings - although Meng was not as lavish as General Chang in banqueting everyone, he still had a pot of tea."
Everyone was overjoyed and thanked him one after another.
Meng Lie turned around and whispered to his assistant to invite the best framer in the city.
The night was already deep, and it was finally time for the banquet to end.
Chang Suining saluted everyone and said with a smile, "I hope to see you all again in the future."
Everyone returned the favor one after another.
But at this time, not many of them took their words of reunion seriously.
When many people walked out of the Dengtai Tower, they looked back and felt that what they had experienced that day was like a dream.
The literati dispersed faster, and the female relatives fell behind because they had no intention of talking to Chang Suining.
There is no need to express too much about the disdain and rejoicing of the female family members about Mrs. Jie. The rest is the praise and emotion for the painting.
So the girl in the painting is not just Mrs. Chang?
"Fortunately, today is the Dragon Boat Festival and the Yang Qi is blazing. Naturally, no evil things can get close to Sister Chang!" Yao Xia said happily.
Chang Sui Ning somewhat agrees with this.
She herself is the biggest evil thing, and there is no other evil thing that can come close to her.
"Give this colorful rope to Sister Chang. It can ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters." Yao Xia took off the colorful rope from her wrist and tied it to Chang Suining's wrist.
Every Dragon Boat Festival, female relatives will weave colorful ropes and wear them to pray for Najib.
"Give mine to Mrs. Chang too!"
"And mine..."
It was hard to reject the kindness, so Chang Sui Ning could only let them tie it for him.
"Mine is the one that looks good!" Wei Miaoqing snorted, then pushed forward and quickly tied his colorful rope around Chang Suining's wrist.
Chang Suining took a closer look. It was indeed beautiful, and there were a few colorful jade beads hanging from it.
She smiled and said, "Thank you very much."
Wei Miaoqing said disapprovingly: "It's just a rope, what are you thanking..."
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that she has never disliked Chang Sui Ning.
At first, I just felt unwilling to be robbed of the limelight and unconvinced how someone could be so beautiful.
Now...
She subconsciously looked at the girl in front of her, and saw that she was smiling at her.
Wei Miaoqing's eyes flashed: "...!"
Damn it, now she still feels that Nuwa is unfair!
But... that's Nuwa's fault! Not Chang Sui Ning's fault!
However, Chang Suining was still smiling at her and said, "It's not just a rope."
These colorful ropes all have the most friendly and beautiful wishes.
After seeing off the female relatives, Chang Suining heard that Chang Kuo and Meng Dong's family went to the backyard to talk, so he took Xi'er to wait outside Dengtai Tower.
There was still the smell of the fireworks in the night wind. Chang Sui Ning took a breath and felt as if he had returned to the aftermath of the battle between the two armies.
She also fought a battle tonight.
Although the battle was not big, fortunately we won.
But there was one thing she guessed wrong——
Chang Suining looked at the dimly lit street and raised his eyebrows slightly.