Chapter 10 The Study
After the Xiangjiao arrived at the Marquis of Ning'an Mansion, the housekeeper and attendants surrounded the Liang family's mother and daughter to welcome them back to Bihe Garden.
Butler Qian had prepared the meal, Mother Liang sat on the stone qin table and washed her face with warm water, while Liang Wanqing went to the study first and took out the stack of pictures of women.
After sorting out the jacket, Mother Liang retreated from the crowd, took the portrait in her daughter's hand, and looked at it carefully.
"Bai Shuyi, Xiao Yuanyuan... These are all noble girls in our capital!"
Liang Wanqing drank the tea handed over by the maid, and said, "Yes, mother, look carefully, all the pictures in this stack of pictures are for A woman of the right age in the capital who is about to get married will be punished for hiding such pictures."
"This is not a small matter, and we may not be able to suppress it with the Ning'an Marquis alone. For the spring banquet in a few days, I will have to share a few appointments with the wives. Let’s discuss together.” Mother Liang picked out a few familiar portraits and put them aside, “But Wanwan, mother should put the ugly words first, you have to be prepared for nothing.”
After listening, Liang Wanqing’s right hand With a flick, the white copper tea spoon fell on the table, puzzled: "Why, we have evidence now that we can't sue the Dali Temple just for stealing a portrait of a woman?" Liang mother helplessly Shaking his head, he said, "Why do you think the abbot is so arrogant, because we can't catch anyone, and it's impossible to catch a painter in the huge capital just based on the one-sided relationship between you and me. It is difficult to get a satisfactory result by submitting this picture scroll." Dismayed, she put down the plum blossom tofu in her hand, Liang Wanqing pursed her lips and pondered, and after a while, she decided to tell the whole story of today. "Mother, in fact, the picture scroll is not only the portraits of these women, but also the other half, which is more important." "What is it?" "It's a map." Liang Wanqing approached her mother's ear and whispered. Here, she completely recounted the conversation she had just had with Ling Bai in the inner room, omitting irrelevant teasing, and reciting the astonishing huge map word by word. "This...there is such a strange thing in this world?" Mother Liang was stunned.
Liang Wanqing nodded and said, "My daughter didn't believe what His Highness said, but after splicing two of them at random, I had to marvel at the skill of this Xirong painter. It's just that the picture is too big and too thin, so I can't tell the difference. Where exactly did he draw it?"
"Then this is complicated. I thought it was only about the reputation of women, but now it seems that this Xi Rong ambition is really not small." Liang's mother was born in the general's mansion, and she boasted that she had read thousands of sails. But never seen anything like this. "That's right. So, mother, my daughter may have to go to the palace in a few days. Can you help me deliver a letter to the palace?" Liang Wanqing sat beside her mother, pulling on the other side's clothes, irritating and coquettish. road. "Hey! Thank you for being so embarrassed to speak. I'm still delivering a letter to you. What are you doing with the letter? Are you sending the letter to see the Seventh Prince again?" Liang Wanqing shook off her hand and said angrily. "That can't be done. The map is still with His Highness. I won't go, so how can we analyze it?" Mother Liang didn't want to eat this set, she took a few pieces of winter bamboo shoots and put them in her daughter's bowl, saying, "Professional things are your own. There are professional people to do it, you and I are just women, and you still want to change the world? Impossible." Liang Wanqing changed her words and said excitedly: "Oh - I thought my mother didn't want to talk to my aunt, so she didn't want to help. What about me." Sure enough, Mother Liang threw the chopsticks and hummed disdainfully: "I don't care what she does, she is my sister-in-law, what should I be afraid of her. I'm not worried about you, although the seventh prince is not holy love , but after all, people are precious princes, you have used them as donkeys over and over again, if they are successful in the future, how will you treat them?" "I...why do I use them as donkeys, I have my reasons, I will It's for his own good." The old fox moved his ears, and immediately heard the main point of the words: "Are you thinking of him? Who are you for him? What do you want to do for his sake? Wanwan, are you..." "No no no no! Liang Wanqing interrupted immediately and forced himself to argue, "I'm two years older than him, so I don't want a good boy from the Northern Dynasty, I want to like a little brother. Besides, I'm not thinking about the society of the Northern Dynasty. Xirong secret agents plotted against me in the north, so I am also sharing the worries of the country."
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