Chapter 191: 198. This Feeling is Not Like an Imperial Family

198. This Feeling is Not Like an Imperial Family

"Father? Why did you come here? Where is Mother? Has Father eaten?"

"Hey, it's Dalang. How did you know that Father caught another twenty-pound big fish today!? You must have smelled it and got greedy, right? Or is my son's nose sharp?"

Su Fu:...

He just came out of class to get some air and touch fish...

Su Xian freed a hand and waved it in the air, waving out ten thousand heroic spirits:

"It's okay, there's a blessing to eat. My son studies hard every day, so he must supplement more. I'll have the back kitchen stew a fish head for you later."

Unsteady, Su family master quickly retracted his hand, carried the fish with both hands again, maintained his balance, and instructed seriously:

"By the way, you send another copy to the Plum Deer Garden next door. The fish soup is delicious and good for recuperation. It's okay, this fish is big enough to share."

"You, you, if you have nothing to do, go see Ouyang Lianghan nephew more. His articles have the style of a master, and he is upright and clean, and has great talent in water management. Even your sister praises him endlessly, lowering her status to seek friendship. You must not hold on."

"Child understands."

Su Fu answered a bit helplessly. Although he had heard these instructions from his elders countless times and answered countless times, there was no impatience on the face of this Su family Dalang, and he was full of respect:

"Father, don't worry, the child and Ouyang Lianghan have long been friends. I have been to see Ouyang Lianghan brother every morning and evening recently, but I go too often, and I am afraid of disturbing Weilai girl taking care of Ouyang Lianghan brother. They just went to prepare tea and snacks for the child."

"Well, you have a sense of proportion." Su Xian changed the subject: "Remember to come over for fish head at noon." At the gate of Juxianyuan, the Su family father and son who "met up" gathered for a while and then separated. Su Xian had a faint smile on his lips when he left.

Su Dalang held the book, stood in place, and looked blankly at the corner ahead, where his father was carrying a big fish half his height with both hands, and his dashing back was "lost" everywhere.

His hem seemed to be brought by the wind when he walked.

But looking at the direction he left... The father, who was nimble and fast, seemed to be "lost" to his sister's courtyard this time.

Su Fu couldn't help but shout from afar:

"Father, be careful, don't let Mother know that you ran out to fish secretly again, otherwise..." His words fell, and a light and breezy echo from a certain Su master came from afar:

"Father knows, but it's just a small matter, why does a woman care so much..." Su Fu opened his mouth, shook his head, didn't care anymore, and turned back to the study.

Speaking of which, Su Fu hadn't seen his father catch such a big fish for a long time. Every time he met his father before, he was empty-handed, and the bucket carried by the servants behind him was also empty.

The last time was like this, it was the time when he held a perch banquet and invited Ouyang Lianghan brother.

This time, I don't know where he caught such a big fish again. It was quite normal for his father to speak more confidently... In the distance, on the garden path.

Su Xian hummed a little tune, put his hands behind his back, strolled, and walked toward his daughter's Meiyingzhai. Behind him, a strong servant helped him carry the bucket and fish.

Su family master looked in a good mood, looking back at the big fish in the servant's arms from time to time, stroking his beard proudly. "Should I have another perch banquet and invite some neighbors?"

Su Xian muttered to himself.

In the distance, a corner of the flying eaves of Meiyingzhai, where Su Guoer lived, protruded from the plum forest. Su Xian saw it.

"Fish is coming! You step back."

"Yes, Master."

Su Xian took the big fish excitedly, carried it with both hands, and prepared to walk forward. "Master, look, that seems to be the Madam! Walking out of the young lady's courtyard." The strong servant seemed to see something and pointed immediately.

Su Xian's face changed.

At the corner ahead, a long-skirted woman with a group of maids walked over, and happened to meet Su Xian and the two from afar.

The long-skirted woman and her party seemed to pause.

"Master, Madam... seems to have seen us."

The strong servant couldn't help but scratch his head and say, but just as he turned his face, he found that there was no one beside him, no, to be precise, both the person and the fish had disappeared.

"Master? You..."

The servant was stunned. At this time, a "plop" sound came, as if something had fallen into the pond beside him.

Su Xian reappeared beside the servant, smiling, and greeted him, his hands already empty. The servant was dumbfounded.

"Qilang!" Not far away came Wei Mei's stern voice. "Madam, why are you here..." Su Xian forced a smile and flattered. The couple was only ten steps apart.

"You stand still!" Wei Mei glanced at the pond beside Su Xian and stepped forward quickly. Su Xian ran away without saying a word.

"Madam, your husband was wrong!" Only leaving behind a plea for mercy.

"..." Wei Mei and the others.

In the Su residence, in a flower hall at the south end with few people, Su Xian was poking his head and looking outside, observing for a long time. The surroundings were silent, as if no one had come to look for him.

Su Xian breathed a long sigh of relief:

"It seems to be fine, have to wait for Mei Niang's anger to dissipate." He looked distressed and raised his hand to adjust his crooked hat. "Master, Master!"

Just then, an old servant walked into the door in a hurry, his face serious.

The old servant had followed the Su family for many years and was also the big housekeeper of the Su residence. His surname was unknown. Su Guoer and Su Fu both called him Shun Bo.

Shun Bo had no beard, and although he looked old, he was quite fair, doing things meticulously, strictly observing etiquette, and rarely made mistakes for so many years.

But at this moment, the old housekeeper, who was steady in everyone's eyes, ran to Su Xian in a hurry, his eyes a little nervous: "Master, there is a letter from Jiangzhou, it seems that some news has come from the north."

Su Xian heard this, his face was solemn. "Bring me over!"

He immediately left the hiding flower hall, followed the old servant to a guest hall, and saw a travel-worn messenger.

The messenger was a middle-aged man who didn't say much, looked at Su Xian, checked the token, confirmed his identity, clasped his fists and saluted, and then solemnly handed over a letter before leaving in a hurry.

Su Xian grabbed the yellow envelope in his hand, his brows gathered.

"What exactly is the news from Luoyang, passing it so urgently, not afraid of being discovered by those with intentions, running over in broad daylight, doing things more and more carelessly..."

He frowned and shook his head, paced back and forth in the guest hall again and again, and no longer hesitated. Opened the wax seal, took out the letter paper, shook it in the air, unfolded the four corners, and Su Xian lowered his head to look.

The next second.

The old servant standing on the side saw his master's face change greatly, horrified, as if he had discovered something terrible in the letter.

Su Xian took a few steps back, the letter paper slipped from his stiff fingers, and fell lightly. "Master, what happened, what movement is there in Luoyang..."

Shun Bo seemed to know some inside story, asked without worry, and bent down to pick up the letter paper. "It's over!"

Su Xian suddenly shouted.

"It's all over! It finally came! After so many years, what should come will finally come!"

The Su family master, who was leisurely fishing in the morning, was now in a state of collapse, dancing with both hands, crossed the old servant picking up the paper on the ground, and rushed out of the guest hall.

"Master, Master!" Shun Bo chased out of the door in a panic.

On the southeast side of the Su residence, there was a pavilion built in the flowers, surrounded by beautiful flowers, very beautiful. At this moment in the sunlight, a long-skirted woman was arranging flowers and bottles in the pavilion with several maids.

The long-skirted woman seemed to be still angry. Under the coaxing of the maids, she snorted from time to time, dissatisfied.

At this time, on the flower path not far from the flower pavilion, Su Xian's running figure suddenly appeared, and his call came from afar:

"Mei Niang! Mei Niang!"

"Good, you still dare to look for me! You run, why don't you run! Have the ability to go fishing with fox friends, no ability to admit it, right? Today, if I don't let you quit this fishing thing, I will follow your surname!"

Wei Mei raised her eyebrows and stood up suddenly.

A burst of "cracking" sounds came from the pavilion, and the vases fell to the ground one after another. The maids who were coaxing around were suddenly silent.

Wei Mei didn't know where she drew a thick stick and rushed out of the pavilion aggressively. "Crying and begging for mercy is useless! Are you still a man!"

Wei Mei looked cold and raised the stick.

But soon, she found that her husband was not right today, crying extremely fiercely, and didn't even care that the maids were watching in the pavilion behind.

The couple met, threw themselves into each other's arms, and looked at each other with their arms supported. Su Xian was crying, and his words were panicked:

"Mei Niang, it's over, we are over! People from Luoyang are coming! There is a villain who complained to Mother, saying that the matter of Guoer's birth ceremony, Mother... Mother sent someone over, arriving in Longcheng soon, also sending gifts, but I heard that an extra gift was given to the son..."

He smiled desperately. The room was silent. ===== CHAPTER 192 =====

"Meiniang! It's my incompetence, I've failed you, failed you, Dala, and Guoer! It's my uselessness that has implicated you all!" Su Xian hugged the woman in the long skirt with extreme guilt.

"This is not the husband's fault; I, Dala, and Guoer have never blamed you. Husband, do not be sad, the letter is here, let me see." Wei Mei was extremely calm, looking straight into her husband's eyes and saying.

"Letter... letter..." Su Xian murmured blankly.

Wei Mei turned her head and dismissed the curious maidservants peering around with an expressionless face. Only Wei Mei and the heartbroken, despairing Su Xian remained in the garden.

"Madam, the letter is with this servant... please take a look, Madam."

Shun Bo ran over, panting, finally caught up with Su Xian, and presented the letter to Wei Mei.

Wei Mei comforted her husband for a while, turned, rolled up her sleeves, took the letter directly, lowered her head, and ordered: "Shun Bo, go to the Meiying Zhai nearby and call Guoer, gather in the flower hall. Also Dala." She rolled her eyes slightly, looked at the sky, and made a decision:

"It is now 3:30 PM. Today is Old Master Yuan's class; if he is here, call him too. Also, the Xie family's young lady, go to Yilan Xuan and call her as well. Half an hour later, gather in the flower hall."

"As you command! Madam!" Shun Bo's spirits lifted.

The old servant, whose mind had been panicked by his master, immediately calmed down and hurried off to call people. Half an hour later, everyone gathered in the study at Yilan Xuan.

Because Xie Lingjiang was the last to arrive, the impatient crowd left the flower hall and went to Yilan Xuan to wait. Finally, everyone gathered in the study at Yilan Xuan.

Su Xian, Wei Mei, Su Dala, Su Guoer, the hurriedly returned Xie Lingjiang, and that Old Master Yuan, "My mother has already sent someone!"

Su Xian took a deep breath and handed the letter to everyone.

"It was the Wei family who complained, mentioning the gifts given by court officials at Guoer's birth ceremony. The clansmen in Luoyang secretly reported that Mother sent a Grade 6 palace servant out of the palace overnight, rushing to Jiangzhou, also to give gifts. However, I heard that there was an extra gift for my son..."

He smiled desperately. The room was silent.