Chapter 122: The difference in temperament

Who doesn’t know that as a saint grows older, he misses his children who passed away early more and more deeply…

Chang Suining took so much trouble to copy the calligraphy and painting of Princess Chongyue and announced it to the public. Wasn't it really for the saint's special treatment? A mere orphan girl, relying on the connection that she was saved by the late crown prince when she was young, has already been favored by so many people. Is she still not satisfied?

Looking at the girl's overly calm demeanor from beginning to end, Ming Luo quietly clenched his fingers in his sleeves.

If you look closely, you can tell that the other party is deliberately imitating more than just the eldest princess' handwriting...

"Maid, would you like to come up and look at the painting?" the maid asked softly.

Ming Luo fixed his eyes on the girl's face: "No need, I can't see it any more clearly."

After a moment, she withdrew her gaze, calmed herself down, and then walked towards Cui Jing who was standing beside her.

"General Cui."

Cui Jing turned around and nodded slightly, "Ms. Ming."

Seeing that he was not surprised at all, Ming Luo knew that what he thought was correct - even though she was wearing casual clothes and covering her face with a veil, he would have recognized her a long time ago.

At least...he was familiar with her, wasn't he?

Over the years, he was either leading troops outside or busy with the affairs of Xuan Ce Mansion in the capital. He went in and out between Xuan Ce Army and the palace every day. The only woman around him with whom he could talk was her.

She knew it a long time ago, and her aunt had also said that those ordinary girls who were kept in the boudoir were not at all attractive to him.

Only she is different. She has been taught by her aunt in the palace since she was young. She is knowledgeable, has vision, and even has the right to participate in politics. She is the only one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

So she was never anxious and never had any other worries.

But since he returned to Beijing this time, the person who did not appear suddenly suddenly appeared in front of him, and suddenly appeared in everyone's sight...

Everything that man did was beyond her expectations. Although he seemed to be acting recklessly, he did effectively break the original calm with his recklessness - whether it was what happened to the Xie family tonight, or his gaze that had never deviated... that gaze now seemed to have really begun to deviate.

Especially... he had just heard the name of Her Royal Highness Princess Chongyue from Chang Suining, which was enough to divert his attention further.

He and she both know the secrets in Dayun Temple.

Therefore, during each sacrifice, she could feel that he also had respect for Princess Chongyue.

Such a dazzling person who died young, without leaving any flaws, only left the world with a sense of regret, always makes people look up to him, and he is no exception.

But the dead are dead, no matter how special they are, they are no longer in this world.

But now, there is such a person who openly imitates the handwriting of Princess Chongyue and flaunts it everywhere. It is not just the handwriting, but also an attempt to use the name of Princess Chongyue to gain a lot of attention and favor for himself.

This behavior is really as bizarre as a clown's...

Ming Luo suppressed the uneasiness in his heart that he didn't admit to himself, looked at the girl surrounded by the crowd, and said with a smile: "Calligraphy and painting are easy to copy, but Madam Chang's temperament and behavior are completely different from those of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Cui Jing looked in the direction of Chang Suining and said, "You and I have no way of knowing the details of what the princess was like when she was alive."

Ming Luo's expression faltered slightly. He turned to look at him, trying to make his tone sound casual: "General Cui seems to treat Madam Chang a little differently... Is it because of General Chang?"

Cui Jing: “Not much different.”

It was clearly a denial, but Ming Luo felt more and more unable to relax.

He actually started lying.

He never bothered to lie.

Or rather, he never realized that he was lying...

Doesn't such an abnormal reaction prove that he treats the other person differently? Ming Luo smiled as if he didn't care, and said without saying anything more, "It's getting late, it's time to go back to the palace, I'll go ahead."

Cui Jing nodded.

Ming Luo bowed, turned around and left with his maid.

As he was going downstairs, a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a mustache was walking up to the second floor accompanied by a waiter. The waiter said excitedly, "...Although I am not good at writing, I can see that the painting is extraordinary! Everyone who sees it praises it... You will know it at a glance, sir!"

The maid beside Ming Luo couldn't help but sigh: "Tomorrow, everyone in the capital will know the talent of this Lady Chang."

"It's more than just her reputation. What's shown in her painting is more than just her talent—" Ming Luo stepped out of Dengtai Tower. Even the night wind blowing in her face was hot in the summer. She raised her hand to take off the veil, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes: "Today, Madam Jie has lost her own prestige for many years, but she has come here to bring glory to her."

She didn't want to talk about it anymore, so she got into the carriage and closed her eyes to rest, and the maid said no more.

Inside the building, Master Chu looked at the painting, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Noticing the old man's slightly sad mood, Chang Suining deliberately changed the subject and asked, "Then according to your opinion, how similar is this painting of mine to the Princess?"

Master Chu trimmed his beard and snorted, "Don't be complacent, little girl. Twenty percent is the most."

Although this girl is very good, his students are the best!

"Twenty percent is a lot." Chang Kuo said, "Ningning learned this by herself without a teacher!"

Chang Suining smiled.

The teacher said 20%, so that’s about 30% to 40%.

Of the remaining 60% differences, 30% were deliberately concealed by her, and the other 30% were probably really different - a person's character will change with the environment, and the calligraphy and painting they write are also a reflection of their character.

During the three years since she left Dasheng and lived alone in Beidi, she had probably changed a little.

The teacher and Lao Chang never had the chance to see her again.

It’s better not to see each other.

There is nothing to see about her like that.

Chang Suining looked at the old people who were chatting and laughing in front of him with a smile.

It's nice to see you like this now.

"Isn't this Mr. Meng?" Chang Kuo waved at the newcomer with a smile, "I was looking for you!"

He was acquainted with the owner of Dengtai Tower, or rather, Mr. Meng was in charge of Dengtai Tower, a prosperous restaurant in the capital, and he had some deep or superficial acquaintance with the powerful officials in the capital.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, it is normal for Chang Kuo to be familiar with him.

Mr. Meng stepped forward and bowed to everyone with a smile.

Chang Suining looked at him.

The last time I met Meng Lie was fifteen years ago, on a sultry summer night like this.

But the atmosphere at that time was completely different. The lights were dim, and the other party's face looked like he was crying at a grave. He refused to agree to her suggestion to leave no matter what.

She stopped forcing them and made another promise, asking them to change the name of the restaurant and stay alive until she returned from Beidi.

Meng Lie kowtowed with tears in her eyes at that time. When she left, she looked back for the last time, only to see the other party kneeling there, looking up at her and leaving her, with snot and tears running down his face. It was really ugly and funny.

She looks bright and beautiful now.

As she grew older, she became more calm and tactful, and when she greeted people, she seemed to exude the aura of a peerless profiteer - well, she did have good taste back then.

As if noticing her gaze, Meng Lie turned around and smiled: "I guess this is Miss Chang, right?"

Chang Suining also smiled at him and nodded: "That's right."

"I guess this must be the picture of a tiger walking in the forest that Miss Chang painted?" Meng Lie looked at the painting while speaking, with a look of amazement gradually appearing on his face.

After a moment, he said, "Meng has an unwelcome request. I don't know if I should tell you—"

According to common sense, Chang Suining should have said "Then don't say it", but she had anticipated that what the other party was going to say was probably what she wanted to hear, so she nodded politely: "Mr. Meng, please go ahead."

"Ms. Chang, could you please keep this painting in my Dengtai Tower?"

Chang Suining was about to nod, but heard Chang Kuo refuse first: "Although I call you Old Meng, you shouldn't keep talking in your sleep!"

Meng Lie spread his hands: "I'm not asking for anything for nothing—"

Chang Kuo blew his beard and said, "This is not about money! Who needs your little money?"

He also wanted to take the painting back and hang it in the main hall! Qiao Jijiu also nodded in agreement.

He also wanted to take the painting back and hang it in his study!

Master Chu also nodded.

He was worrying about how to ask for it without appearing to be taking advantage!

Meng Lie smiled and said, "General Chang, don't be anxious. After all, this painting was painted by Miss Chang. Do you still need to ask Miss Chang what she thinks?"

If he was not mistaken, the young lady was happy about it.

As expected, Chang Suining said, "Father, I think Mr. Meng's suggestion is very good - if this painting can be kept in Dengtai Tower for people to appreciate, it will be a good destination for it."

Chang Kuo vaguely understood.

Qiao Jijiu looked at the painting and understood what Chang Suining meant.

It might be more meaningful for her to leave this painting, which she used tonight to prove her innocence, as it is.

"But Master really likes it very much..." Qiao Jijiu acted as if he was reluctant to give up.

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Chang Suining: "I'll draw another one for you later."

Only then did Qiao Jijiu reveal a satisfied smile.

Chang Sui'an hurriedly said, "Ningning, our family is also missing a painting!"

Chang Suining: "I will paint a bigger one when I get back."

Master Chu looked at the painting, sighed, and clicked his tongue twice, without saying anything.

Chang Suining said with a look of contempt: "If the Master likes it, I will draw a picture and send it to him someday."

"This..." Master Chu wanted to be polite but didn't dare to take the risk. He trimmed his beard and said, "The tiger... looks too fierce. If you see it at night, you will have nightmares. I prefer bamboo and stone, which are quiet and nourishing."

Chang Suining nodded in understanding.

"Brother... do you want to go over and sigh?" Wei Miaoqing couldn't resist the temptation.

Wei Shuyi laughed: "What are you imagining? Didn't you see that they are all for the elders——"

For the elders? Yuan Xiang, who was standing by, spoke faster than he thought, and lowered his voice to ask his own governor: "Grand Governor, do you want to get one and hang it in our Xuan Ce Mansion?"

Cui Jing looked at him: "......?"

Didn't he hear what Wei Shuyi said? Or did he feel that...he was the elder?

Under the gaze of his own commander, Yuan Xiang finally understood. His tongue got tied and he laughed dryly, "I was just joking! Hey!"

It was all because the Grand Commander stayed with General Chang all the time, and General Adian often talked about them being one family... so he subconsciously regarded the Grand Commander as Madam Chang's elder!

"Mother..." Wei Miaoqing couldn't help but pull her mother's hand again.

A Niang is always the elder! "Why are you in such a hurry? There will always be a chance in the future." Duan smiled and looked at her daughter beside her: "Why don't you blame A Niang for being taller than Madam Chang?"

Wei Miaoqing blushed when she heard this.

She had never thought that Madam Chang would be so popular when she taught Madam Jie a lesson? When everyone heard that Madam Chang agreed to leave the painting in Dengtai Tower, most of them were happy to see it happen.

"Such a masterpiece should be seen by more people..."

"If I want to see paintings someday, I can come and have a look at them anytime."

"Wake up, how can we afford so much money to climb the Tai Tower?"

This statement hit the nail on the head and made many financially strapped intellectuals feel a pang of pain in their hearts.

At this time, the owner Meng bowed to everyone and said with a smile: "I am fortunate to have collected this painting, and I will share it with you. If you want to come to see the painting in the future, you can also come to the building with a poem as an invitation and sit and enjoy the painting. Although I am not as generous as General Chang to entertain you, I still have a pot of tea."

Everyone was overjoyed and expressed their gratitude.

Meng Lie turned around and whispered to his servant to invite the best mounting master in the city.

But it was already late at night, and it was finally time to end the banquet.

Chang Suining bowed to everyone and said with a smile: "I hope to see you all again in the future."

Everyone returned the greeting.

But at this time, few of them took the talk of reunion seriously.

When many people walked out of Dengtai Tower, they looked back and felt that what they had experienced that day was just a dream.

The literati dispersed quickly, and the women fell behind because they wanted to talk to Chang Suining.

There is no need to elaborate on the female members' words of disdain and relief over Mrs. Jie's affair; what remains is their praise and emotion for the painting.

The girl in the painting is not just Madam Chang.

"Fortunately, today is the Dragon Boat Festival and the Yang energy is strong. Naturally, no evil things can come close to Sister Chang!" Yao Xia said thankfully.

Chang Suining somewhat agreed with this statement.

She herself is the greatest evil thing, and nothing else can come close to her.

"Give this colorful rope to Sister Chang. It can ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters." Yao Xia untied the colorful rope on his wrist and tied it around Chang Suining's wrist.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, women would weave colorful strings and wear them to pray for good luck.

"Give mine to Madam Chang too!"

"And mine..."

Unable to refuse their kindness, Chang Suining could only let them tie it for him.

"Mine looks better!" Wei Miaoqing snorted softly, squeezed forward, and quickly tied her colorful rope around Chang Suining's wrist.

Chang Suining took a closer look and found it was indeed beautiful, with a few colorful jade beads hanging on it.

She smiled and said, "Thank you."

Wei Miaoqing said disapprovingly: "It's just a piece of rope, what are you thanking for..."

Come to think of it, she seemed to have never hated Chang Suining.

At first, I just felt unwilling to be overshadowed by others, and I couldn't accept how someone could be so good-looking.

Now...

She subconsciously looked at the girl in front of her and saw her smiling at her.

Wei Miaoqing’s eyes flashed: “……!”

Damn it, she still thinks Nuwa is unfair!

But... that was Nuwa's fault! Not Chang Suining's fault! But Chang Suining was still smiling at her and said, "It's not just a rope."

These colorful ropes all carry the friendliest and best wishes.

After seeing off the female relatives, Chang Suining heard that Chang Kuo and Meng Dongjia went to the backyard to talk, so he took Xier to wait outside Dengtai Tower.

The night wind still carried the smell of fireworks. Chang Suining took a light breath and in a trance seemed to have returned to the aftermath of the battle between two armies.

She had fought a battle tonight.

Although the battle was not big, fortunately we won.

But she still guessed wrong about one thing.

Chang Suining looked at the dimly lit street and frowned slightly.

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