There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 919 Are you worthy too?
Yang Ruoxian has selfish motives.

She wanted to use this poetry meeting to test Su Xian's talent.

In addition, the Shangsi Poetry Club could no longer be used by her. It had become a "recruitment conference" for Emperor Chu, and she had long thought of canceling it.

Therefore, after Su Xian declined her, she resolutely canceled Nao Shizi's Shangsi Poetry Recital in advance when she was in a bad mood!

Even if Yang Zong comes, it won't be easy.

But unexpectedly, Su Xian actually changed his mind and wanted to go out of the city to attend the poetry meeting again. He also made a request - he hoped that there would be more people and a lively atmosphere.

Yang Ruoxian immediately turned from sadness to joy, and agreed without thinking.

She really wanted to see Su Xian's talent.

In her eyes, Mr. Su is an upright gentleman who only reads books from sages and sages, and has a lofty and lofty ambition - to write an unparalleled history book!
For such a talent, he must also have excellent literary talent...

Without further ado, Yang Ruoxian stood up with a longing smile on her face, holding up her skirt with her steps, and was about to go out to organize tomorrow's poetry meeting.

"Cough cough!"

Unexpectedly, after taking only two steps, a coughing sound came from behind.

Yang Ruoxian immediately stopped, looked back, his eyes widened immediately, and he said in shock:

"Dad? Why are you here? When did dad come?"

"you……"

Yang Zong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood and staggered to the ground.

What does "Why are you here" mean?What does "when did daddy come" mean?
Is this unfilial girl crazy?Who chatted with her for so long just now?

Also, who was it that just kept saying that he would never organize a poetry gathering?Now who is the person who hurried out of the house after hearing Su Zhe's words and forgot about his father!
As an old father, he can't compare to an outsider? !

Yang Zong was speechless for a moment, his face was suspicious and strange, his lips were trembling slightly, and in the end he only said one sentence: "I have been here for a long time!"

"father……"

Yang Ruoxian smiled awkwardly and finally understood. Seeing her father's face getting darker and darker, she hurried out and left only one sentence:

"Tomorrow's poetry meeting is very important. There are many things that need to be prepared. Dad, please feel free to do it. My daughter will go and get busy first."

Yang Zong looked at the back of his daughter going away, and stood silently on the spot.

Finally he shook his head and said sadly: "Xian'er has grown up after all..."

……

The next day.

On the third day of March, Shangsi Festival.

The sky is bright.

Early in the morning, after Su Xian got up, he received bath supplies sent by Yang Ruoxian's maid, which included an important prop - vanilla.

Bathing is the first custom of the Shangsi Festival, which is called "exorcism".

According to ancient times, on the day of the Spring Festival, men and women alike went to the river to bathe and wash themselves. At this time, the water in the spring river was warm, and bathing with vanilla could achieve the effect of exorcising evil spirits and was very good for the body.

To this day, the custom of bathing is still the same, but most of it has evolved into hot spring bathing, and men and women are separated. If there are no hot springs, bathing at home is also possible.

Su Xian finished taking a bath with vanilla and felt refreshed when he walked out of the bathroom.

Yang Zhilan and Zhou Wei also finished their baths and waited in the living room, and the servant girls sent by Yang Ruoxian were also waiting in the living room.

"Let's go, don't keep Miss Yang and the others waiting." Su Xian came to the living room and ordered directly.

"Yes……"

After leaving the small courtyard where they lived temporarily, and walking for a while, the group came to the gate of Yang Mansion. There was an open space there, and many Yang family members were waiting here.

There were the key members of the Yang family, as well as the accompanying maids and servants, and of course the organizer of the Shangsi Poetry Club—Yang Ruoxian. There was a large crowd.

Yang Zong, Wang Qian and other key personnel were missing. They must have not arrived yet.

Behind the crowd were many carriages and horses, including carriages carrying people and flatbed trucks carrying goods.

This outing in the city not only includes poetry gatherings, but also spring outings, outings, picnics and other activities. Naturally, you have to bring pots, pans and other things with you.

Although there are many people in the Yang family, most of them are "green leaves", but Yang Ruoxian is the "flower" set off by thousands of green leaves, standing out from the crowd and particularly conspicuous.

Su Xian saw her at a glance in the crowd.

Hey, Su Xian was quite surprised that there was a girl next to Yang Ruoxian.

Apart from being younger and smaller in size, in terms of appearance and temperament, he is actually on par with Yang Ruoxian!
Two beauties, one big and one small, stood arm in arm, like a pair of lilies. Could they be sisters?Su Xian secretly guessed.

But something was wrong. It had been many days since he came to Yang Mansion, but he had never seen that tiny girl.

The maid next to her seemed to notice Su Xian's doubts and spontaneously explained:
"Mr. Su, the lady next to the second lady is the daughter of the old Prime Minister of the current dynasty. She is sixteen years old. She and our second lady are best friends who talk about everything."

"It turns out she is the daughter of the old Prime Minister. No wonder, I said I have never seen her in your mansion." Su Xian nodded.

"..."

While Su Xian was sizing up the two girls, the two girls on the other side were also sizing up Su Xian.

They stood together hand in hand. Yang Ruoxian watched Su Xian's arrival from a distance and finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Su Xian would change his mind temporarily.

Fortunately, Master Su has arrived.

She was already thinking about the scene where Mr. Su showed off his talents at the poetry festival...

The daughter of the old Prime Minister, with a round face, beautiful features, a pair of big black eyes, and an eccentric spirit, was holding Yang Ruoxian's hand and chattering:

"Sister Yang, you don't know something. I just met Mr. Zhou Zhizhou. In order to go with my sister, he waited outside the house in the middle of the night..."

"So infatuated! So caring! So touching!"

"Sister Yang, you said..."

The daughter of the old Prime Minister suddenly suddenly realized that Yang Ruoxian's thoughts were not with her at all, but staring at the group of people in the distance, motionless.

She followed her line of sight and spotted Su Xian walking at the front.

"Wow!"

Her expression changed drastically and she was dumbfounded. She tightened Yang Ruoxian's hand and lowered her voice and asked, "Sister Yang, whose young master is that? I have never seen him before. Is he your cousin?"

After hearing this, Yang Ruoxian felt as if he had been lightly pricked by the tip of a needle.

She glanced at the daughter of the old Prime Minister warily and explained: "That is the one I told you, Mr. Su Zhesu, who performed acupuncture for my great-uncle."

"Is he that Su Zhe?" The old Prime Minister's daughter was surprised, her eyes filled with brilliance, and she murmured:

"I thought he was an old man. After all, it was the legendary 'Nine Needles to Return Yang', but I didn't expect it to be someone..."

Before she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. This action made her face rounder and pinker, like a juicy peach.

Yang Ruoxian felt a little uncomfortable, and suddenly remembered that she had been chattering for a long time, so he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, what were you talking about just now?"

"Did I just say something?" The daughter of the old Prime Minister looked sideways at her with an innocent look on her face.

"..."

At this time, Su Xian and his party had already approached.

Yang Ruoxian was too lazy to pay attention to the confused little best friend, and stepped forward and bowed to Su Xianying: "Young Master Su came at the right time. As soon as dad arrives, we can set off."

Behind, the daughter of the old prime minister was dumbfounded.

Is this still the cold and frosty princess from the previous dynasty who never showed any pretense to any man?
Even if Su Zhe knows the "Nine Needles of Returning Yang" and can cure Yang Gong's disease, she shouldn't be so attentive. She actually takes the initiative to greet her, salutes, and even initiates a conversation...

She was really dumbfounded.

Compared with Zhou Zhi who was waiting there in the middle of the night outside the house, Mr. Su Zhe was really lucky to be treated like this by Sister Yang.

She had to look at Su Xian with admiration!
In her opinion, since Su Xian had received such an honor, he should cherish it even more... But the next moment, her jaw almost hit the ground, and she was stunned.

what did she see?
That Mr. Su Zhe, Master Su, faced Yang Ruoxian's attentiveness, simply said "hmm", and then walked past without batting an eyelid.

Is this... treating Yang Ruoxian as nothing?
The key is that Sister Yang, who has always been cold in her eyes, did not show any displeasure and followed Su Zhe like a maid, explaining all the preparations for today's poetry meeting...

It seems that this young man named Su Zhe is colder than Sister Yang... The daughter of the old Prime Minister thought to herself.

Seeing Su Xian walking towards her, she subconsciously took a step back.

"This girl looks so tight, I don't know what to call her?" Su Xian stood two feet in front of her, grinning, the sun was shining brightly.

The daughter of the old Prime Minister was stunned. Isn't he colder than Sister Yang?But why are you looking at her and smiling?
Yang Ruoxian explained from the side: "She is the daughter of our old Prime Minister of Southern Chu. Her surname is Luo and her name is Li. She will go out of the city with us."

"Loli?" Su Xian was startled, then smiled and made a bow: "It turns out to be Miss Luo. Nice to meet you."

"Are you the Mr. Su who knows how to return to Yang Nine Needles?" Luo Li came back to her senses, with a smile on her round cheeks and a trace of scrutiny in her black gem-like eyes.

"Yes, it's down."

Luo Liyin saw that Su Xian was not aloof. On the contrary, his smile was very warm, giving people a talkative look. So she rolled her eyes, approached Su Xian and asked:

"Is it easy to learn the Huiyang Nine Acupuncture? Mr. Su, can you teach me how to acupuncture?"

Su Xian smiled and joked: "That's not possible. The master's special skills are not allowed to be passed on to others. However, I can give you an acupuncture."

"Give me a needle?" Luo Li took a step back in fright, pursed her lips, and asked, "Then... how thick is your needle? Will it hurt?"

Su Xian was about to take out the silver needle to scare Yang Ruoxian's cute little girlfriend, but Yang Ruoxian suddenly stopped between the two of them, facing Luo Lixun and said:
"Li Mei, stop being ridiculous. Mr. Su learned from an expert from outside the world. The acupuncture technique is a secret that has not been passed down. How can it be easily taught to outsiders?"

Luo Li immediately drooped her head and remained silent. Under the hem of her snow-white skirt, her half-palm-sized embroidered shoes gently kicked the pebbles on the road.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she looked up at Su Xian with an innocent look on her face:
"Then Mr. Su, you have to be careful. There must be a lot of people who want to learn Huiyang Nine Needles!"

"..."

Su Xian's heart trembled slightly after hearing this.

This is not bad. Who wouldn’t covet a legendary thing like the Nine Needles of Huiyang?
This made him a little worried about today's itinerary. The emperor of Chu and the civil and military officials of Nanchu were going to go, just in case...

That's all. Although we have to take some risks today, I think it's not a big problem. Furthermore, Yang Gong's illness has not yet recovered, and the Yang family will definitely do their best to protect him.

If he backed down at this time, his plan would be blocked. He didn't want to stay in Yang Mansion for another ten days and a half.

Besides, when the task is completed, he can change from Su Zhe to Su Xian in a flash, so I'm afraid he's a ghost.

They chatted for a while.

About half an hour later, Yang Zong and Wang Qian finally arrived.

After a brief exchange of greetings, everyone walked out of the house together.

They will board the carriage or mount their horses on the street outside the mansion.

"Miss Yang!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as everyone left the house, an excited shout came from the distance. It was Zhou Zhi.

It was said that Zhou Zhi had been waiting here for several hours, and now he finally saw Yang Ruoxian coming out of the house. He was so happy that he jumped up and ran over here quickly.

"stop!"

Yang Ruoxian had experts protecting her, and they stepped forward and blocked Zhou Zhi's path like a mountain.

"Miss Yang, Miss Yang, being able to walk with Miss Yang today is a blessing earned in my previous life. Miss Yang..." Although Zhou Zhi was blocked, he was still jumping and screaming.

Yang Ruoxian's expression suddenly turned ugly. He glanced in that direction. At the same time, he subconsciously took a step closer to Su Xian and said to Su Xian:
"Mr. Su, ignore him. Let's get on the horse. Mr. Su comes from far away and is not familiar with the inside and outside of Tanzhou City. I can be your guide."

Su Xian shook his head, waved to Zhou Zhi who was a few feet away with a happy expression, and shouted: "It turns out to be Master... Mr. Zhou, I haven't seen you for a few days. How is Mr. Zhou?"

"you again!"

Only then did Zhou Zhi realize that standing next to Yang Ruoxian was the person he hated so much.

This made him jealous and angry at the same time, and he yelled:
"Stay away from Miss Yang. Miss Yang is the darling daughter of heaven, and who are you? You deserve it!"

Hey, senior brother is really not easy to do... Su Xian shook his head and advised earnestly: "Master Zhou, didn't your master teach you that it's wrong to curse people?"

"You..." Zhou Zhi was choked and speechless.

Yang Ruoxian frowned, glanced at Zhou Zhi with disgust and coldness, and said in a cold voice: "Zhou Zhi, you'd better leave. Mr. Su is so kind and righteous. Although I don't have the same experience as you, I can't stand it."

"I..." Zhou Zhi was speechless again.

Su Zhe is kind and righteous?

fart!

"I didn't expect you to be such a person." On the side, my best friend Luo Li also jumped out, pointing at Zhou Zhi with her little fingertips, her big eyes full of disgust, and cursed:
"Before, I thought you were a good person. You waited for hours just to see Sister Yang."

"But now, you are actually slandering and insulting Mr. Su. It turns out you are so hateful!"

"..."

Zhou Zhi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his blood was surging, but he was speechless for a moment.

Finally, he glared at Su Xian and cursed: "Just wait, I will expose your true face today!"

After finishing his words, Zhou Zhi, who was holding a grudge, turned around and strode away.

His visit was not not to stop participating in today's poetry meeting, but to go outside the city to gather with the celebrities and scholars who came here to meet him.

Su Zhe was not the only one who was jealous of Yang Ruoxian's favor.

At today's gathering, he will unite with people who have thoughts about Yang Ruoxian to deal with Su Zhe, discrediting him, and making Yang Ruoxian open his eyes and take a closer look at what kind of person Su Zhe is!

Su Xian didn't care. No matter what, Zhou Zhi was his junior brother. Hey, a senior brother should have a broad mind.

Therefore, if there is a chance, he decides to compete with Zhou Zhi at the poetry meeting later to let him know that the senior brother is the senior brother.

Even if he doesn’t want to mate Yang Ruoxian, the beautiful lady who is like a fairy descending from the earth, no one else will either!
(End of this chapter)