Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 147 Something is wrong

Sheng Changquan stared blankly at the embroidery in front of him.

"mother!"

At this moment, the image of Wei Shuyi appeared in Sheng Changquan's mind: gentle and resilient.

Sheng Changquan deeply respected his birth mother, Wei Xiaoniang. Although she had no chance to raise him, she had given birth to him at the cost of her life, for which he owed her a great debt of gratitude.

Recalling Wei Xiaoniang's last words, Sheng Changquan felt inexplicably sad.

"Mother, do you want to tell my older sister that she has no parents and no brothers to rely on?"

Although he had already been born at that time, Sheng Changquan guessed that Wei Shuyi probably thought he might not survive.

After all, he was born through a difficult childbirth and his vital energy was damaged. In this era, it would be difficult for him to grow up and continue to live. Therefore, Wei Shuyi made such a request before his death.

Unfortunately, Wei Shuyi was unaware that he, Sheng, was a peerless genius who could overcome the tragic fate of infants born in ancient times and survive again.

"Ah!"

Sheng Changquan stared at the painting "Li Niangzi Guarding Niangziguan" for a long time, and then gave a cold smile!
"Mom, don't worry!"

"Sister, I'll take good care of you, and that..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sheng Changquan's expression suddenly turned extremely cold.

a long time.

He then solemnly put away the embroidery, a cold glint flashing in his eyes!
"This game has only just begun!"

……

Shou'an Hall.

At this moment, Minglan was accompanying her grandmother, slowly divining the hexagrams, looking relaxed and extremely leisurely.

However, the old lady Sheng, who was almost at the end of her life, could easily see through Minglan's strange behavior at a glance.

Although Minglan's expression was relaxed, the rhythm of her occasional divination was off; it lacked the usual lively melody and was replaced by a noisy, inconsistent rhythm.

However, the old lady didn't say it outright, but just raised her eyebrows slightly and asked a question as if it were unintentional.

"Ming'er, did you enjoy yesterday's polo game?"

After noticing that Minglan was acting strangely, the old lady thought for a moment and immediately figured out what was wrong.

"what?"

Minglan paused in shaking the divination sticks, then resumed her actions, saying, "Grandmother, yesterday's polo match wasn't bad at all!"

Despite her best efforts to control herself, Minglan couldn't help but stutter slightly in the end.

"Ok?"

The old lady looked up at her granddaughter across from her, a half-smile on her face.

However, Old Madam Sheng did not bring it up directly, but let Minglan be stubborn. After all, that's what makes a girl so adorable!

Grandma Sheng was unaware that Minglan had played polo with Qi Heng yesterday. She assumed that Minglan was regretful because she hadn't had enough fun at the polo match the day before. So, Grandma Sheng comforted her, saying, "Ming'er, if you still want to play, you can go again today!"

"Anyway, the Yongchang Earl's Mansion's venue is still there!"

The polo club organized by Madam Wu didn't end in a day, but continued for more than half a month, which was enough for playful people to enjoy themselves to the fullest.

For example, Mo Lan and Ru Lan went out to play again today.

Of course, the two are different in their ways of playing; one is fishing for fun, and the other is really playing.

"No need, Grandmother!"

Minglan calmed her turbulent emotions and slowly began to speak, "Grandmother, actually, there is something I want to ask you!" Ever since she made up her mind yesterday, Minglan knew that she couldn't hide this matter from her grandmother, at the very least. However, she hadn't figured out how to say it yet, so she could only tentatively ask.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

While calmly taking the tortoise shell from Minglan's hand and shaking it, the old lady asked, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask, and let your grandmother give you some advice."

"grandmother!"

Minglan called out sweetly, then snuggled close to the old lady and whispered, "Grandmother, can you tell me how you fell in love with Grandfather back then?"

"Oh?"

Grandma Sheng glanced at Minglan sideways, a look of surprise on her face: "What, Minglan suddenly remembered to ask this today?"

"Grandmother, is that all your granddaughter wants to know?"

Minglan gently shook Old Madam Sheng's arm and said coquettishly, "Although Grandfather was the third-ranked scholar in the imperial examination back then, Grandmother, you are the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Yongyi, and your status is so noble that even a third-ranked scholar cannot compare to you. Why did you take a liking to Grandfather?"

In Minglan's mind, the biggest difference between her and Qi Heng was their social status, which is why she wanted to find out what Old Madam Sheng thought back then.

"Back then!"

Grandma Sheng was so captivated by Minglan's presence that she began to reminisce about the past.

However, the old lady Sheng in her youth was not as composed as she is now. Back then, she was like a wild horse roaming the grasslands. Although she ate immortal herbs and drank from the Li River, she was wild by nature and unruly. At the same time, because the old Marquis Yongyi protected her too well, she became extremely naive and longed for the love stories in novels.

And so, a near-perfect love story unfolded before everyone, featuring a talented scholar and a beautiful woman, a gentleman and a lady.

Of course, the old Marquis Yongyi is an exception!
Because he disapproved of the marriage from the beginning. It wasn't that the old marquis saw through the third-ranked scholar's character and knew he was not a good match, but rather that the old marquis knew that the two had different upbringings, which resulted in different personalities. In the beginning, they might be able to tolerate each other because of the novelty, but as time went on, the two would not be able to tolerate each other much.

Sure enough, in just two or three years, the third-ranked scholar took a new concubine and had a beautiful woman. The once perfect life was nothing but a mirage, a fleeting dream.

Sweet, bitter, astringent...

A whole series of things, I can't even begin to describe them!

After thinking for a long time, Old Madam Sheng composed herself, shook her head, and then sighed as she revealed her naive thoughts from back then to Minglan.

Seeing her grandmother's listless appearance, Minglan tactfully excused herself and left.

Cooked food is possible!
After Minglan left, Old Madam Sheng immediately changed her attitude.

"Ruan!"

"Come here quickly!"

"old lady!"

Mrs. Fang hurriedly ran in from outside the door: "What's wrong?"

At this moment, there was not a trace of sorrow on Old Madam Sheng's face.

After all these years, she has figured out everything between her and Grandpa Sheng Xu. Where is there any sentiment left to be sad about?

Moreover, even if there are occasional emotional ups and downs, how could it possibly be the same as before?
The old lady's behavior was merely a ploy to coax Minglan into leaving.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you now?"

Fang's mother had been standing nearby, so she scolded the old lady in an annoyed tone, saying, "I knew it! So many years have passed, how could you still be like this, old lady?"

The two sisters were nominally mistress and servant, but in reality, they were sisters, and in private, they weren't that well-behaved.

"You!"

Seeing this, Old Madam Sheng said irritably, "Didn't you notice that Ming'er is acting a little strange today?"

(End of this chapter)