The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 446 Finally Arrived (1)
In the morning light, on the side of the foggy road, the pale Mingche kept watching his son's carriage disappear and stood on the side of the road in a daze.

"Miss, are we going to Ping County?" A burly maid walked behind her and asked in a low voice.

"Miss? My granddaughter is already this old, and you still call me Miss?" Ming Che turned her head and said in a cold tone, "From now on, everyone will call me Madam..."

The Min family's carriage had already driven onto the pipeline before dawn, and was driving steadily in the direction of the capital.

Min Lansheng in the carriage kept her eyes closed and leaned against the big baggage behind her, silently.

Su Xiazhi knew that he was in a bad mood, so the figure talking to the children was deliberately lowered a lot.

"Mother, what is this?" Yiyi took off the purse that Ming Che had hung around her neck, and took out a neatly folded piece of silk inside and looked at it and asked.

As soon as the silk was in Su Xiazhi's hands, she smelled a strange smell.

Seeing that the writing on it turned out to be in Sanskrit, I guessed that it must be a scripture handwritten by Mingche.

"Show it to Dad." A plain white hand stretched out, took the silk silk from mother's hand one by one, and held it to father with both hands.

Min Lansheng picked up the silk and took a look at it, then his eyes were red. He turned his face away from the car window, until he suppressed the tears in his eyes, he said softly: "This is Manjusri's mantra..."

The teeny-headed lowercase characters on the silk are beautiful, which is exactly the clear handwriting.

And in order to prevent the scriptures from fading, and to show her piety when copying, she added cinnabar and the blood of her ten fingers to the ink of the scriptures...

The Manjusri mantra has eighteen merits!

Good men and believers often recite it in order to get rid of troubles and obstacles and gain great wisdom.

Especially those who have children at home will make offerings to this mantra, and pray to the Bodhisattva to bless the children to be smart and eloquent!

Three children, three scriptures, her left fingertips have been pricked so that none of them are good, but she writes in a very happy mood!
Every stroke and every painting on it was written by her herself, and even the bit of cinnabar silk was bought with the money she saved from copying scriptures in the past, and she didn't use anything from the Ming family.

This is the most sincere blessing she left to her children as an elder, and she also firmly believes that this blessing will come true, and her son, daughter-in-law and her grandchildren will all be happy...

"Keep it well." Su Xiazhi carefully folded up the piece of silk, put it back into her purse and hung it around her neck one by one: "This is grandma's heart..."

"Yes!" After listening to her mother's words, Yiyi solemnly stuffed the purse into the skirt of her clothes, and patted it on: "It's done now."

"Mother, take a look." Jiaojiao also took off a purse from her neck and handed it to Su Xiazhi: "This is from my great-grandmother."

Su Xiazhi picked it up, first pinched it with her hand, and guessed it out of ten, and when she took it out for a look, she immediately curled her lips: "Take it, girl, it can sell a lot of money..."

A finely carved piece of jade in the purse is worn on a gold chain, which looks magnificent, with Jiaojiao's name engraved on it.

It's just that the jade used is mutton fat jade, which is obviously very different from the piece worn by Yiyi!

After all, Ming Cen's family still doesn't like Min Qinglan's two daughters, even if they have been adopted under Min Lansheng's name, she still doesn't like her...

"I'll take care of my daughter, so I don't need others to judge her!" Su Xiazhi, who was uncomfortable thinking of the old lady of the Ming family, said inexplicably.

Su Xiazhi fooled the old lady of the Ming family with the jade vase that had been filled with 'flowers and plastic bones' before she escaped triumphantly.

She thought she had borrowed the light of Jiang Wen's uncle.

Little did they know that the old lady of the Ming family was afraid of someone else.

Back then, it was precisely because of the tragic death of Ming Cen's sister that several royal relatives in the imperial capital couldn't stand it, and they jointly impeached the imperial concubine Wanhuang.

In order to quell the incident, Emperor Jing, the reigning emperor at that time, named the Ming Cen family a first-rank princess. It's the light of the dead sister...

The origin of this has been separated by many years, and it is a secret of the royal family, so it is naturally difficult for a person of her status to know.

However, when the blind cat encountered a dead mouse, she used the right tricks. In short, the whole family came out, so Su Xiazhi didn't feel sorry for the jade bottle anymore.

Having lived in modern society, she had never experienced such a long-distance running. It was not until after walking for a few days that Su Xiazhi realized how powerful it is to sit in a carriage every day!
The freshness when they just set off on the road faded, and the adults and children who had been rocking and bumping in the carriage for several days were a little listless.

Su Xiazhi leaned on a bundle of clothes in a very disfigured way, gnashing her teeth and said: "Tomorrow, we can't sit like this anymore, my buttocks are smashed in half!"

Min Lansheng glanced at her, and changed his posture himself. He was very envious of the lady's sitting posture where she could stay as long as she wanted, but he still didn't forget the slander: your butt is originally in two halves, and it's not like I haven't seen it. Pass……

Thinking of the woman's butt, Min Lansheng's thoughts became lively, and her eyes uncontrollably swept Su Xiazhi's waist, chest, back and forth.

"Why are you looking at me all the time?" Su Xiazhi asked carelessly, sensing the ignorant look in the scholar's eyes.

"I... I'm hungry..." Min Lansheng replied speciously.

"Oh." Su Xiazhi bent down and groped under the stool under her for a while, took out two eggs and stuffed them into his hands, saying: "Eat a few more, it's been a few days, if you don't eat it all, it will go bad... "

Aunt Su was afraid that her daughter and uncle would be wronged when they went out, so she actually boiled two pots of eggs, filled a basket full and dumped it on the car.

Su Xiazhi, who was touched, burst into tears and snot...

After eating 'Wuannuan' boiled eggs for several days, several little girls refused to eat them.

Only Xiucai and she are still struggling to eat.

Two or three days later, when Su Xiazhi realized that hiccups and farts smell like eggs, Xiucai stopped eating...

(End of this chapter)