Tibetan Sea Pearl

After Chef Sun left, Su Yue poured a glass of water for her father and brought it into the study.

There is a pot of asparagus bamboo on the desk, clusters of small green leaves, very attractive, Su Yue lay on the table and fiddled with the asparagus bamboo, watching her father make the article popular.

"The words of these scholars are more gorgeous than each other." Su Yuanshan sighed heavily, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put the teacup aside.

In the past two years, a style of writing has emerged, which is different from the simple and simple style that prevailed before. It pays more attention to the gorgeous rhetoric and the elegance of words, which has attracted the pursuit of countless literati. These talents are undoubtedly not affected by this style of writing.

Su Yue smiled without saying a word, arranging the leaves of asparagus bamboo, and glanced at the scroll unfolded on the desk.

"Gu Yannian" three inconspicuous characters came into view.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the Gu family and the Su family had intersected. Su Yue stopped arranging the asparagus bamboo, and her eyes were fascinated by the three small characters.

In her previous life, she married into the Gu family. Gu Yannian only liked her for her beauty, and he didn't know how to cherish what he got. After a long time, he gradually got tired of seeing her. Gu Yannian had a woman he liked in his heart, and they were married for two years. Respect each other like "ice".

Thinking of this, she felt a little depressed. In this life, she would never want to get involved with the Gu family again and marry into the Gu family.

At this time, Hongjiao ran over and said, "Master, madam, please come over."

Su Yuanshan put down the brush dipped in red cinnabar, put it on the inkstone, and went out to look for Mrs. Wang.

The group of small characters on the scroll was like burning fire, which made people's heart hurt. Su Yue bit her lower lip and hid the scroll with the name "Gu Yannian" in the large white porcelain vat next to the desk.

Not long after, Su Yuanshan returned to the study, picked up the pen resting on the inkstone, and made red marks for the article.

Su Yue looked at it for a while, felt bored, and went back to the wing room, just when Sun Yinglian came and told her what happened in the city in the past two days.

She sells herbal tea outside the city gate, and pays less attention to the affairs in the city. Most of the time, it is Sun Yinglian who tells her.

"You don't know, the teahouses and restaurants in the city are almost out of business recently."

"Why?" Su Yue asked puzzled.

Sun Yinglian pursed her lips and smiled, "It's not because of you. Your tea shed is on fire, and people have gone to your herbal tea shop to drink herbal tea. The shopkeeper of the teahouse and wine shop is worried. If this continues, it will have to close down."

"That's it, it's all thanks to those talented people." No wonder more and more people came to the tea shed, and there was almost no room for the tea shed. circle it.

Sun Yinglian took Su Yue's arm affectionately, "Take me to meet those scholars. Speaking of which, I have never seen so many scholars. To meet scholars, oh no, maybe they will be the masters of Juren in the future. You can also get a taste of books."

"No." Su Yue couldn't obey her, so she immediately refused with a straight face, "There are so many people, what if someone bumps into you, how can I explain to your mother."

Sun Yinglian said with a smile, "You can go, why can't I, I will follow behind you, I'm sure there will be no trouble."

"No, no, no." Su Yue shook her head again and again, "I'm selling herbal tea, you are different from me." She is indifferent to people, and Hong Jiao is a bit fierce, so people who come to drink tea are a little afraid of them .

"Then I hide behind the shed and don't come out and don't talk, is it alright?" Sun Yinglian continued to pester Su Yong persistently.

Su Yong was so entangled that she had no choice but to agree, "You can go, but you can't mess around, you have to listen to me."

Sun Yinglian nodded heavily.

Su Yong found a set of old clothes that Su Qing wore a few years ago. According to Su Qing's current size, Sun Yinglian would definitely not be able to wear his clothes. The clothes from the previous few years could barely handle it. Comb your hair.

Sun Yinglian was a little nervous and excited, and couldn't help but glance into the bronze mirror. It was the first time for her to disguise herself as a man.

After combing her hair, she inserted a hairpin that Su Qing used into her bun, and prepared to draw her eyebrows.

Hong Jiao came over to pass on a message, "Master was looking for something in the study. It seems that an article written by a scholar has disappeared. Ask the servant to come and ask the second lady if she saw it in the study just now."

So soon, Su Yuanshan found that the scroll was gone, and Su Yong pretended to be calm and continued to draw eyebrows, "Go and tell the master, just say that I have guests here, if you can't leave, you won't go there, when you are playing in the study, the scholar Aren’t all the articles written by him put on the desk, ask the master to look for them carefully.”

Su Yuanshan searched for a long time in the study room, but he couldn't find any articles written by the Gu family's children. Seeing that Qiu Wei was approaching, he couldn't delay, and couldn't allow him to search any further, so he had to apologize in person.

The Gu family is a well-known family, and every few years, children from the family will participate in the Qiu Wei. This time, a highly respected old Hongru in the city was invited as an intermediary to introduce the Gu family's children who were going to participate in the Qiu Wei to Su Yuanshan.

Su Yuanshan had a hard time because he lost someone else's article, and bowed deeply to express his apology.

When Gu Yannian heard the reason of the incident, he immediately showed Su Juren's face, his face was gloomy like dark clouds.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Lao Hongru hurriedly smiled to help others, "It's not a big deal, just throw it away if you lose it, and there is still time, so you can write another article later."

Gu Yannian's face was gloomy, thinking that before entering the city, the elders in the clan praised Su Juren's eyesight, saying that every time in the autumn, most of the scholars who had been eyed by Su Juren could be admitted to Juren. Notoriously, many people wanted to find Su Juren but couldn't find a way. This time, the Gu family entrusted a familiar old Hongru to lead the line.

The well-known Su Juren actually threw away his article. I don't know if he did it accidentally or on purpose.

Seeing that Gu Yannian didn't show face at all, Lao Hongru secretly tugged on Gu Yannian's sleeve.

What he didn't expect was that Gu Yannian didn't even care about his old Hongru's face, frowned, and flung his sleeves away.

Old Hongru stared at the back of the far away, his teeth itching with anger, the person in front of him was Su Juren, an official would give him three points of face when he saw him, when did the children of the Gu family be so defiant and uneducated.

After the person left, Lao Hongru turned around and apologized, "Su Juren, I'm sorry... don't take it to heart."

Su Yuanshan, who was standing there, looked relaxed, "Young people, they are all like this." He thought to himself, even if such a person passed the examination and became a Jinshi, it would be difficult for such a person to make a difference in his official career if he came out to become an official in the future. , the chest is too small.

Su Yue didn't know that her father was ridiculed because of her, and took Sun Yinglian and Hong Jiao to get the tools for selling herbal tea and went out of the city.

The sun is not shining in autumn, and the breeze is just right. It is a good season for high and refreshing autumn. The soldiers guarding the city outside the Zhengdong Gate are all cheered up. They just feel strange. In the past few days, many people have been running outside the city, thinking that something has happened in the city. .