Chapter 375: Real and Fake Daughter Control Group
Naturally, most of the people at the table knew Xue Zhiqing's life experience. The words "brother" and "comrade-in-arms" were clearly reminding Qin Hanzhang who her brother died for.
"Thank you for your concern, Second Miss Xue. The Marquis has always been a man of love but not promiscuous. He knows what is more important than what is less important."
Su Qianqian smiled as beautiful as a flower and lightly suppressed Xue Zhiqing's words.
【Miss Xue has been very busy these days, busy making friends with the noble ladies in the capital, but she is excluded everywhere and is flattered on the surface but ridiculed behind the scenes. The etiquette knowledge that Miss Xue has learned is still half-baked, which makes her a laughing stock.
Fortunately, she was favored by the emperor and secretly protected by Madam Xue, which enabled her to maintain her status as the second lady of the prime minister's mansion.
In order to compete with Xue Wanning, I practiced in front of the mirror for half the night last night with a bowl of water on my head. I was poured with water several times and it made my heart cool. You can see my neck is stiff today, but it is much more stable now. The hairpin on my head doesn't shake so much anymore. 】
The system came out to watch, and everyone noticed that Xue Zhiqing's neck moved strangely. It turned out to be the result of sharpening the knife before the battle.
[I didn't find it strange that she was hopping with her feet off the ground. I said there was something wrong. If I hadn't been eating melons, I wouldn't have noticed it. 】
Su Qianqian finally understood what was strange about Xue Zhiqing today.
Everyone looked at Xue Zhiqing again, and some of them showed some sympathy: She still doesn't understand that the upper class circle is a circle, and if you want to integrate into it, you need not only background and identity, but also depth. Whether it is knowledge or friendship, you must always have a deep enough capital to pave the way to the upper class circle.
Xue Zhiqing thought everything was too simple.
"Mrs. Su."
Xue Wanning walked in at this time, wearing a blue round-necked robe of a college professor, with a simple bun on her head tied up with a blue silk ribbon. She looked like a lotus emerging from clear water, natural and without any embellishment, which added a different kind of charm.
Over there, Xue Zhiqing, who was wearing an exquisite dress and had pearls and jade on her head, once again became the control group.
"Madam Su, the dean has arranged for me to take classes in music, chess, and painting. I heard that each professor will have monthly, quarterly, and annual evaluations, and they will reward or punish their students based on their performance!
Oh, I have to be busy. I can't get punished. Wouldn't that be so embarrassing? ”
Xue Wanning's voice was soft and pleasant. Such a bright and lively tone made people feel cheerful. Their eyes were involuntarily attracted to her, just like a ray of sunshine shining into a dim room.
"How could Professor Xue be punished? It's just a pity for others. They are always left behind by you. Anyone who becomes your disciple is really lucky."
King Jing was never stingy with praise, especially to Xue Wanning. But after saying these words, he couldn't help but look at Xue Zhiqing, and he felt bad in his heart, because that was his real cousin.
"King Jing is right. It is a blessing for those students that Professor Xue teaches here. If the academy snatches students from those academies in the future, Madam Wuning will have enemies."
The prince also laughed and teased, saying that she was a gentle person like jade, without any sharp edge, but rather well-rounded, steady, and tactful. Both in appearance and demeanor, she looked very much like the Empress.
[Hey... Your Highness the Crown Prince, why do you speak so nicely? If you can say more, please say a few more words! Hey... Lord Marquis, what's wrong with you? Why are you blocking my view...】
As soon as Su Qianqian's heart was filled with pink bubbles, Qin Hanzhang stood in front of her and blocked her completely.
"It doesn't matter. As long as I'm here, it doesn't matter how many enemies Madam makes." Qin Hanzhang turned his back to Su Qianqian and took the prince's joke for her.
The prince smiled and nodded, while King Jing secretly curled his lips, but quickly restrained his expression, fearing that he would be discovered by that system.
The prince set out to return to the palace, and everyone escorted him outside the courtyard. Su Taifu walked behind the prince and said as he approached Su Qianqian:
"Miao Miao will be married in two days. You and your sister can go back to visit your grandmother. She was indeed a little biased in the past, but she has repented. You should not hold it against the old lady."
"Yes, father, I know." Su Qianqian replied obediently.
Tutor Su pricked up his ears and did not hear any dissatisfaction from Su Qianqian, so he followed the prince back to the palace with peace of mind.
Everyone said goodbye and left, except Su Run who was accompanied by Qin Hanjue to write the central hall. The Qin family left Qin Yuzhuo to accompany Su Qianqian, and the others went back home first. Qin Hanzhang had something to do at the government office.
Su Qianqian and Qin Yuzhuo watched Su Runhe write.
"Second sister, do you really want to write it out and hang it up?" Su Runhe picked up the pen, a trace of embarrassment on his handsome face.
"Why not? That's a poem written by my... mother. Write, write, write, and frame it when it's dry."
Su Qianqian waved her hand proudly.
Su Runhe looked at Qin Hanjue for help, "Brother Runhe, don't refuse. Such a good poem should be paired with your beautiful handwriting!" Qin Hanjue gestured to Su Runhe seriously to write quickly.
Su Runhe had no choice but to close his eyes and take a deep breath. He picked up the brush, dipped it in thick ink, and finished it in one stroke. As expected, the powerful and forceful writing could be seen through the paper.
"Good calligraphy! Good poem!" Su Qianqian praised and asked the boy to fan the ink dry and send it for mounting.
After seeing off Su Runhe, who had a bitter face, Su Qianqian also sent Qin Hanjue away. Then she called Qin Yuzhuo and took a car to West City.
"Third sister-in-law, what are we going to do with so many maids and servants?" Qin Yuzhuo was a little confused.
"I'll take you to fight and rob people!" Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows mysteriously.
"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm going to get a weapon!" Qin Yuzhuo stood up and wanted to get out of the car.
"No need for weapons. With your skills alone, I can find you a few capable guards. You will be invincible with your bare hands!"
Su Qianqian grabbed Qin Yuzhuo. She had legal awareness in her mind. There was a huge difference between carrying a weapon and not carrying a weapon.
The carriage stopped at a teahouse and Jiang Baipin came out with seven or eight people, all of whom were dressed as guards of the Wuning Marquis' Mansion.
Su Qianqian lifted the car curtain and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Baipin nodded lightly, without any of the enthusiasm he had when facing Su Qian.
Continuing forward, Qin Yuzhuo asked curiously, "Why did you borrow someone from Mr. Jiang?"
"Of course his people are good at fighting. If something happens, no one can find them. I won't take responsibility!" Su Qianqian said calmly.
Qin Yuzhuo's eyes were filled with admiration for Su Qianqian: "Third sister-in-law, you are truly my confidante!"
"Bah! I don't deserve it!" Su Qianqian said with disdain and dodged the hand Qin Yuzhuo extended.
The carriage drove all the way to He Liansheng's Censorate in the west of the city.
Su Qianqian and Qin Yuzhuo got out of the car and ordered Su Xing to knock on the door. The doorman had just opened the door a crack and asked who it was when Su Qianqian gave a look and the guards rushed forward, opened the door and broke in.
The servants in the Censorate were in a panic. Some of them ran in quickly to report the news, some bravely asked questions, and some guards ran over to stop them, but they were all knocked to the side by Su Qianqian's men with a few punches and kicks.
"Imperial Secretary He harbored a fugitive slave from the Marquis of Wuning's mansion. Let's settle the score today!" Su Qianqian said in a cold voice.
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