Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 87 Tracking
"Xu Changqing?"

Sheng Changquan was somewhat puzzled, and suddenly an image of a spittle-splattering madman flashed through his mind.

"What's wrong with this name?"

The old lady noticed Sheng Changquan's unusual behavior and couldn't help but ask.

"Ah? Ha! Grandmother, it's alright!"

"My grandson was just thinking about something else."

Sheng Changquan chuckled and offered a few perfunctory explanations to brush it off.

"grandmother."

After exchanging a few jokes, Sheng Changquan leaned against Old Madam Sheng and asked softly, "Where's my sister? Where did she go?"

Since he hadn't seen Minglan, Sheng Changquan was also a little curious. After all, according to her usual habits, Sheng Minglan would not leave Shou'an Hall during her days off unless necessary. Otherwise, she would definitely stay here to relax.

"Ming'er!" The old lady smiled and said, "She was dragged out by that girl Ru'er. It seems the two girls have some private things to say to each other!"

The old lady was aware of Minglan's daily interactions with her two older sisters. However, in her eyes, these were just minor matters, and as long as they weren't excessive, they could be seen as a form of training for Minglan.

Although Rulan often makes unreasonable demands on Minglan, there is inherently a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. Although the old lady feels sorry for Minglan, she is ultimately powerless to do anything about it. It would be better if she did nothing, but if she were to reprimand Rulan for this, then Madam Wang from Weirui Pavilion would certainly retaliate.

In this way, not only will Minglan suffer, but Sheng Changquan will also likely be in trouble. After all, the old lady is an old woman, and in this world, the average life expectancy is generally low. If she really does this, what will happen to Minglan and her brother if something happens to her?
Therefore, there were some things the old lady had no choice but to ignore.

However, while the old lady was willing, Sheng Changquan was somewhat unwilling.

"Grandmother, Fifth Sister is really something, always making her do this and that, as if she's deliberately tormenting her!" Sheng Changquan complained to the old lady, "It's just a pity about my sister..."

As soon as Sheng Changquan finished speaking, he quietly raised his head, wanting to catch a glimpse of the old lady's expression.

Unexpectedly, the old lady was looking down at him with a meaningful expression.

Their eyes met briefly, and Sheng Changquan immediately stopped talking.

"Ah?! Grand...Grandmother..."

Sheng Changquan stammered, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"okay!"

The old lady saw through Sheng Changquan's little scheme at a glance. He simply wanted an excuse to leave so he could go out and see what was going on and see if he could help Minglan.

"If you want to go find Ming'er, then go ahead!"

"She should still be in the side room of the eldest daughter-in-law's courtyard at this moment."

The old lady pointed out a clear path for Sheng Changquan.

"Ha ha!"

Sheng Changquan chuckled a few more times, then without lingering, he first bowed to his grandmother in the hall, then greeted Fang Mama beside him, and then immediately ran out in a flash.

Behind her, the old lady watched Sheng Changquan's figure gradually run away, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

"Grandma, Quan-ge'er really cares about Miss Ming!"

Fang's mother knew of the old lady's long-standing worry and understood that she was concerned about what would happen to Minglan in the future.

After all, Sheng Hong, the master, is unreliable. If the old lady falls ill, Minglan will truly be helpless in the future. Therefore, upon seeing this scene, Fang Mama immediately whispered to the old lady's side and said this.

"Yes!"

The old lady sighed, "From now on, Ming'er will finally have someone to rely on besides me!"

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On the other hand, Rulan was indeed pulling Minglan along, making some unreasonable demands.

"Sixth Sister, you must remember this, you absolutely mustn't forget it!"

Rulan grabbed Minglan's sleeve, insisting, "Fifth Sister, I really have no other choice!"

Minglan frowned and said unhappily, "A few days ago, you asked me to embroider two handkerchiefs for you, and today you asked me to make lamb soup for you. How can I possibly manage all that?"

"Fifth sister, I don't care anymore, you can only choose one thing today, and there's no way I can do the other one!"

Because Minglan needed the handkerchief urgently, and Minglan was still a little lacking in the process of making the handkerchief, she said that.

"No way!" Rulan immediately rejected the idea, then began to speak unreasonably, "I promised to give them the handkerchief tomorrow, you can't go back on your word!"

"Or else!" Rulan said, as if she were a landlady exploiting a peasant, "You steam lamb soup for me first, and then embroider a handkerchief for me tonight?"

Because of Sheng Changquan, Minglan is quite skilled in cooking, and everyone in the Sheng family likes her cooking, especially Zhuang Xuejiu.

"Fifth Sister, you!" Minglan was somewhat exasperated!
Behind the two, Xiao Tao saw that her mistress was being bullied by Sheng Rulan again, and she immediately became anxious. But what could a maid do? She was powerless to help!
However, just then, Xiao Tao noticed a strangely behaving figure and exclaimed as if she had seen a savior, "Miss, Fifth Miss, look!"

"That one over there, doesn't she look like the Fourth Sister?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing the name of her mortal enemy, Sheng Rulan immediately dropped everything she was doing and looked up.

Sure enough, under the peach tree in the distance, stood a seductive and affected figure.

At least, that's how Sheng Rulan sees it.

"Huh? It looks like a Mo Lan?"

Rulan looked at the figure in the distance with some surprise: "What is Molan doing? Why is she acting so suspiciously?"

As Mo Lan's enemy, Ru Lan naturally understood her very well. When she saw Mo Lan's strange movements, she immediately noticed the key point.

"Whoo~"

Seeing that Rulan had shifted her attention, Minglan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and became much more relaxed.

"Xiao Tao, run!"

Minglan understood what Xiaotao meant, so she thought of sneaking away when Rulan wasn't paying attention.

"Huh? Is Mo Lan heading to the front hall?"

Meanwhile, Rulan was still watching the direction Molan was walking, trying to guess what was going on. And sure enough, Rulan really understood Molan; she guessed a bit of it in no time.

"Miss, the Sixth Miss is about to leave!"

As Minglan and her maid were about to leave, Rulan's maid, Xique, immediately whispered a reminder to her mistress.

"Ah? Sixth Sister, you're not allowed to leave!"

Rulan snapped out of her daze and grabbed Minglan's arm, saying in a spoiled and willful tone, "Good sister, don't go yet!"

"Why don't we follow her and see what Mo Lan is up to?"

"Ah? No way!" Minglan, unable to escape, could only pitifully refuse, "Fourth Sister is going to the front hall for entertaining guests; it's not appropriate for us young ladies to go there privately!"

"Ok?"

Ru Lan, her face fierce, insisted, "I don't care, you're coming with me!"

"At most... at most we won't need you to make lamb broth anymore!"

"Come with me!"

"Ah? Fifth Sister, this...this won't do..."

Although Minglan resisted so much that she stammered, in the end she was still dragged away by Rulan.

(End of this chapter)