Genius son best mother

Chapter 354

Su Mingyu frowned involuntarily.

Third brother, does he seem to have something on his mind?
"Princess, the medicinal food on this table—"

The butler of the palace, who sent someone in to clean up, looked hesitantly at the steaming medicinal food on the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Give it to the weak servant girl, eat it."

It's a pity, and it has failed the wishes of the Three Worthy Kings, giving it to those in need to replenish their physical strength, that's the best place for medicinal food.

The steward of the palace was taken aback for a moment, then bowed and said, "Yes."

The next day, the three virtuous kings Xilingxuan did not deliver the medicinal food to Prince Ning's mansion as scheduled, and Su Mingyu almost danced with joy. Her hard days were finally over.

Unexpectedly, the empress in the palace sent Eunuch Gao over, saying that she was thinking about her, and asked her to enter the palace to accompany the empress.

Su Mingyu's head felt as if frost had beaten an eggplant, and she didn't recover for a long time.

She lazily followed Eunuch Gao into the palace and turned to the Baihua Pavilion in the imperial garden.

From a distance, she saw the happy face of the empress, she smiled elegantly, and sat on the head, the three wise king Xilingxuan was standing side by side with a woman, both of them were holding Yufeng Langhao brushes, and they were spreading a small scroll on one of them What is drawn on the rice paper.

She stepped forward and bowed politely.

"Jiahui sees the queen mother."

"Jiahui, you are here. The queen mother has been waiting for you for a long time. Come and sit down."

Su Qingya's long and narrow red phoenix eyes were full of smiles, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Su Mingyu didn't refuse, stepped forward gracefully, and sat in the lower seat of Su Qingya.

"Auntie, brother Xuan is bullying Duanyang, you have to make decisions for Duanyang."

Ruo Huangying's soft voice reached Su Mingyu's ears.

Before she could be surprised, a soft and beautiful figure, with a breath of spring, rushed straight into Su Qingya's embrace.

Su Qingya smiled and spat at her.

"You girl, you don't look anywhere. Jiahui is by your side. Why are you so unruly?"

After all, she smiled and said to Su Mingyu: "Jiahui, the mother's niece has been spoiled by Ai's family on weekdays, and now she is becoming more and more unruly. Seeing you, don't be offended."

"What did the queen mother say? Princess Duanyang is innocent and straightforward, but Jiahui is very envious."

Under the aura of Su Qingya, the mother of a country, who dares to act like a baby, it's not easy.

Su Mingyu raised her eyes slightly, and looked at the pretty woman in front of her.

At this moment, she was standing beside Xilingxuan coquettishly, with a charming and soft light playing between her brows.

She was born with a pair of clear, bright and cunning almond eyes, with crescent eyebrows dyed lightly, rouge on the powder face, spring in the corners of the eyes, Qiong nose and cherry mouth, and ears like crescent moons.

Wearing a hazy misty light pink jacket, the cuffs are slightly narrow, revealing light white fingers, skin white with faint red.

She is wearing a light yellow long skirt, embroidered with flying birds playing in the water, and a section of embroidered shoes is slightly exposed under the skirt, decorated with floral flowers and surrounded by gold threads.

What an exquisite beauty!

Su Mingyu's eyes flashed with admiration, she saw that she and Xilingxuan were standing side by side, they looked like a pair of golden boy and jade girl, they looked very suitable for each other.

Princess Duanyang saw Su Mingyu, and a flash of astonishment flashed in her pupils as bright as autumn water.

Suddenly, she ran over with a coquettish smile, took Su Mingyu's hand and said, "Queen, brother Xuan, is this sister Jiahui married by brother Yue? This sister looks different from other sisters. Auntie, Duanyang is very I like her."

"No shame, a princess, how can you say such shameless words. Jiahui, don't be as knowledgeable as her, this girl is just used to being crazy." A gleam flashed in Su Qingya Danfeng's eyes.

"Empress, this vulgarity is just everyone's opinion. Jiahui once heard a story that an official gathered a group of literati to comment on what happiness is. Many literati have a lot of reasoning."

"Each of them has gorgeous sentences. Although the words are beautiful, they lose their true flavor. The official shook his head and did not choose any of the words and sentences of the literati. On the contrary, it was the long-term worker who worked in the official's house. He spoke simple language and got Appreciation from officials. Empress, do you want to hear what this long-term worker has to say?" Su Mingyu smiled gracefully.

Su Qingya smiled and nodded.

Princess Duanyang tugged at Su Mingyu's sleeve, and she urged: "Say it, tell it, what did he say?"

"Jiahui said, I hope the queen mother and the princess don't blame me, because the words are rather rude. He said so, happiness is actually, I am hungry, and when I see the meat buns in other people's hands, I think he is happier than me, and I am cold I see someone wearing a thick padded jacket, I think he is happier than me, I want to go to the latrine, there is only one pit, he squats, I think he is happier than me."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

A soft light flashed across Xiling Xuan's gentle pupils.

"Sister Jiahui, I've convinced you, this is amazing! Is there any more? Is there any more? I want to hear, sister, please tell me one more thing." Princess Duanyang hugged Su Qingya, giggling.

"Then Jiahui will tell the princess one more thing. Once upon a time there was a man named Aizi. Aizi had a grandson who was over ten years old. He was lazy and stubborn and didn't like reading. Aizi hated him very much and often beat him with a catalpa stick. , but he never changed. Ai Zi’s son had only one child, and he was always worried that the child would die if he could not bear the cane. Therefore, whenever the father beat the child with the cane, he always begged for mercy with tears in his eyes.”

"Seeing his son's pitiful appearance, Aizi became even more angry, and taught him: "Isn't it a good intention for me to discipline the child for you? As he spoke, he beat him even harder, and his son was helpless. One winter morning, when it was snowing heavily, his grandson was playing with snowballs in the yard. Ai Zi found out, stripped off his grandson's clothes, and ordered him to kneel on the snow and freeze It made him tremble and shiver, it was really pitiful."

"The son didn't dare to intercede any more, so he took off his clothes and knelt beside his son. Ai Zi saw it and asked in surprise: "Your son is at fault and deserves to be punished like this. What is your crime? Kneeling with him?" The son cried and said, "You freeze my son, and I will freeze your son." Ai Zi couldn't help laughing, and forgave their father and son.

"

As soon as Su Mingyu finished speaking, Princess Duanyang smiled and lay in the arms of Empress Su Qingya.

"Auntie, sister Jiahui's jokes are so funny, so funny."

Duanyang couldn't stop laughing, she covered her stomach and said, "Sister Jiahui, how did you make up this joke?"

"The princess has flattered Jiahui. This joke was told to Jiahui by my mother when I was a child, and Jiahui didn't make it up."

Su Mingyu was telling the truth, she didn't have the ability to make up jokes, these were all jokes told by her mother.

"Oh, your mother said it? Not bad not bad."

Empress Su Qingya patted Princess Duanyang, she said: "However, Jiahui still has a talent for telling jokes, the queen mother is blessed. In the future, Jiahui will come to the palace more often, telling jokes to the queen mother, so that the palace It's also lively." Su Qingya smiled.

"Yes, Queen Mother." Su Mingyu didn't close her smile, but the corner of her mouth pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Auntie, how did I hear that sister Jiahui can do many other things, such as playing the piano, singing, and painting. Duanyang just made a painting with Brother Xuan today, and invited Jiahui Sister to give advice and advice?"

Princess Duanyang stood up, she pulled Su Mingyu over to the stone table.

Su Mingyu looked at it, which was an ink painting of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. The temple faded to a corner, the forest was lush, and the mountains and rocks were hazy, like a scene in a rainy day.

There is a poem in the upper left corner.

The green hills are faintly covered with water, and the grasses in the south of the Yangtze River are not withered in autumn.

24 On a moonlit night at the bridge, where can the jade man teach the flute?
Although she doesn't know much about ink painting, she thinks her painting skills and poetry are excellent.

Immediately with a smile on his face, he praised: "This painting is good, and the poem is even better."

"Duanyang thought, if Sister Jiahui came to paint, it would definitely be better. Sister Jiahui, while I have all the brush and ink, why don't you draw a picture for Duanyang to see, I heard that my sister was amazed by Brother Yue's birthday painting There are a lot of people."

Princess Duanyang put the paintbrush into Su Mingyu's hand.

Su Mingyu declined and said: "The princess praised it, but it's just a meticulous painting, a simple painting, which is different from the princess's ink painting. Jiahui really doesn't know how to paint such paintings."

The Princess Duanyang held a faint hostility towards her.

And she felt that one thing more is worse than one thing less.

It's painting, or not painting.

But Duanyang doesn't seem to give up.

"Auntie, elder sister Jiahui is hiding her secrets." Duanyang ran to play coquettishly with Su Qingya.

Su Mingyu couldn't help trembling in her heart, it seemed that this girl was determined not to let her go.

"Jiahui, since Duanyang said so, why don't you draw a picture for her to see, and let her know what modesty is."

Su Mingyu knew that she couldn't hide anymore, so she said, "Then Jiahui will show her shame, but Jiahui can only draw meticulous paintings. May I ask Princess Duanyang, what do you want Jiahui to paint?"

Princess Duanyang tilted her head and smiled, and suddenly her eyes rolled twice, her eyes fell on Xilingxuan, she walked to his side, and said with a smile: "Sister Jiahui, if you don't mind, just follow me." Brother Xuan, let’s draw one.”

She smiled and hooked Xi Lingxuan's arm.

The queen empress smiled. "That's fine. Anyway, the two of them are childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts. They will get married sooner or later. Jiahui, you can just draw a picture and give it to them as a congratulatory gift."

A touch of sadness floated on Xilingxuan's gentle pupils.

Su Mingyu was startled, the three virtuous kings are going to marry Duanyang Princess?
What about Bai Qingwu?
She was taken aback for a moment, and a strange light from Princess Duanyang shot towards her.

"Sister Jiahui, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that this brush is not suitable for traditional Chinese painting. I wonder if I can give Jiahui a few chicken feathers."

Su Mingyu concealed her astonishment.

She secretly thought, it seems that Princess Duanyang treats her badly, but why?

She put pen to paper and began to paint, but her mind was spinning.

About one stick of incense time has passed.

The painting is ready.

It is said that when Princess Duanyang got it, her eyes were immediately attracted by the sense of reality on the screen, and she kept repeating a sentence.

"It's so similar, it's so similar, it's almost like a real person."

From this, Su Mingyu can be regarded as a successful engagement.

(End of this chapter)