Chapter 364

This Su Su Shishi harbored secrets.

Coupled with a definitive piece of secret information, a Feng Shui master and predictor saw Su Su Shishi's words come true.

"This woman's fate is precious, like a phoenix on a paulownia tree; she will surely give birth to a dragon descendant."

Since she can give birth to a dragon son!

Her husband must be a talent of an emperor in the human world.

Coupled with Su Xiang's favor, who adopted her as a foster daughter and bestowed upon her the surname Su.

Therefore, in the West Wing Building, Su Su Shishi's status was transcendent, and no one dared to criticize her.

The people she associated with were all extraordinary: high-ranking officials in the court, heroes of the Jianghu, and famous scholars of the world were all among them.

Su Su Shishi often helped others with her wealth and had quite a reputation in the Jianghu.

Yu Ke looked at this woman, the head of the flower beauties of the Qimo Spring Workshop; could it be that she was the "noble person" hinted at in those few choices?

It was strange!

Apart from a beautiful maid following behind Su Yaya, there was no one else guarding Su Su Shishi's safety.

Yu Ke asked softly: "May I ask Fairy Su, what poem do you wish to have written?"

Su Su Shishi frowned slightly upon hearing this; she was different from the other flower beauties at the Flower Banquet. Even if she won the top ten, she could not escape her shackles and could not obtain the status of a good person.

How could the court of Great Qi tolerate a princess of a former dynasty of an enemy state having her freedom?

Su Su Shishi originally had no intention of participating in this banquet, but Su Xiang promised that if she could rank in the top three of the Flower Banquet, he would allow her to walk freely in Above Bianjing City, which was much more comfortable than staying in the West Wing Building.

Only then did she attend the Flower Banquet!

Su Su Shishi heard Lady Lady Gongsun's opening poem: "Who recognizes me with the heart of a commoner? When a hero is at the end of his road, he must be ground and broken."

It was truly brilliant!

Following that, the two poems made Su Su Shishi want to make friends with him even more.

Although she was popular in the West Wing Building, she was like a canary in a cage, just a vase on a high platform.

Su Su Shishi knew deeply that building connections was a strategy for escape.

Such a talented person without a name, she could not help but observe.

How could she know that this child would have a bright future?

She arrived early and witnessed the "cold treatment" of Xie Guan by the Second Imperial Prince and the Prince of Yan, which was meant to embarrass him.

How could the two Imperial Princes be dull people?

The Xie family's concubine-born son was full of talent; for the two of them, whoever obtained him would be an arm of support.

However!

Both of them put on a posture of not wanting to get involved; there must be hidden reasons for this.

Su Su Shishi thought to herself that offering a helping hand to Xie Guan at this moment was like sending charcoal in the snow, far better than adding flowers to brocade.

But the key was, was Xie Guan worth treating like this?

Fortunately!

She had already obtained news from the Invitation to Immortals Building—Su Xiang originally intended to invite Xie Guan to write a poem.

Once this matter spread, Xie Guan's name would surely resound throughout Above Bianjing tomorrow.

However!

Before Su Xiang's oral order could be passed down, secret letters from the God-Hidden and the Demon-Slaughtering Division were sent to the Invitation to Immortals Building.

The letters mentioned that Xie Guan was in close contact with the Sanzhen Sect of the Great Sui, and even colluded with the Sanzhen Heavenly Master, suspecting him of treason.

Therefore, Su Xiang withdrew his order.

He prepared to send people from the Demon-Slaughtering Division and the God-Hidden to arrest Xie Guan.

This was also the reason why the two Imperial Princes hurriedly left the Invitation to Immortals Building to find Xie Guan, and were now "kicking him while he was down," eager to distance themselves, fearing they would be implicated!

Fortunately!

Su Su Shishi had a deep friendship with a teacher at the academy and was informed in advance.

The people ordered by the God-Hidden and the Demon-Slaughtering Division to arrest Xie Guan were stopped by the Third Teacher on the fourth floor of the Invitation to Immortals Building.

With the Third Teacher's guarantee, Xie Guan's innocence was assured.

Only then did Su Xiang give up.

The two Imperial Princes, Chen Feng, would know about this matter before long.

That was why Su Su Shishi came out at this time to purchase Xie Guan's poem and painting for four million taels.

Just based on the news that Xie Guan was in close contact with the Sanzhen Sect Heavenly Master of the Great Sui, Su Su Shishi had already decided to help him.

She was a princess of the former dynasty of the Great Sui, so she naturally knew the status of the Sanzhen Sect in the Great Sui.

The mountain gate of Sanzhen was three inches higher than the Great Sui Imperial Palace.

Su Su Shishi came back to her senses and thought for a moment. She parted her red lips: "I wonder if Young Master Guan has ever heard of a tune name from the Great Sui?"

"It is called, Yu Meiren (The Beautiful Yu)."

"I won't hide it from you, Young Master; Su Shishi is originally from the Great Sui, but I am drifting in Above Bianjing, and I inevitably have feelings of homesickness in my heart."

As soon as these words were spoken, the four seats were shocked.

Everyone had not expected that this Fairy Su was originally from the Great Sui, and there had been no rumors leaked before.

Yu Ke traced back Xie Guan's memory and knew a thing or two about the tune name "Yu Meiren."

"Yu Meiren" was a famous tune name, originating from the teaching music of the Tang Dynasty, and was mostly used to express sorrow, melancholy, and nostalgia.

In Great Qi, although this tune name was slightly obscure, there was no lack of excellent works passed down.

Zhang Yuanlai and the others were also quite familiar with this tune name, knowing its format was a double tune, totaling fifty-six characters, with four lines in each of the upper and lower stanzas, and the rhyme scheme was two oblique rhymes and two level rhymes.

At this moment!

A personal eunuch hurriedly walked to the front of the Sixth Imperial Prince, Chen Ting, and respectfully handed over a piece of paper with news.

Chen Ting unfolded the note, and his eyes instantly froze.

At the same time, the Second Imperial Prince, Chen Feng, also received the news, and a flash of strangeness passed through his eyes.

The Third Teacher actually guaranteed Xie Guan?

This Xie Guan was indeed extraordinary; not only did he have entanglements with the Sanzhen Sect, but he was also connected to the academy.

Yu Ke just pondered for a moment, then picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and slowly wrote:

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon end? How much of the past do I know?"

"Last night in the small building, the east wind blew again; I cannot bear to look back at the old country in the bright moonlight."

The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, waving freely.

Jia Yu and the others walked closer to watch and could not help but chant in a low voice.

Just the upper stanza was already overflowing with sorrow, which was moving.

Zhang Yuanlai was even more immersed in it; the spring flowers and autumn moon were originally beautiful scenery, but at this moment, he only felt painful and unbearable—when would it end?

Su Su Shishi walked closer and saw the line "I cannot bear to look back at the old country in the bright moonlight," and her heart trembled violently!

Although the Great Sui had not fallen, as a princess of the former dynasty, she could not forget the pain of her home and country being destroyed for a long time.

This scene and this feeling were surprisingly fitting.

Yu Ke continued to wave his brush and splash ink:

"The carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the rosy faces have changed."

"Ask how much sorrow one can have? Just like a river of spring water flowing to the east."

After writing the last character, the brush fell lightly.

The Second Imperial Prince, Chen Feng, and the Prince of Yan, Chen Ting, also stepped forward to watch, their expressions different.

Chen Ting had grown up in the military since he was young; although he was influenced by royal etiquette and had the careful teaching of the former Crown Prince's tutor, he was not very keen on elegant things like poetry.

He preferred golden spears and iron horses, and the autumn inspection of troops on the battlefield.

By comparison!

The Second Imperial Prince, Chen Feng, had many feelings about this poem.

From the restrained white description of "the east wind blowing again in the small building last night" in the upper stanza, to the extreme exaggeration of "a river of spring water flowing to the east," the artistic conception was natural between the collection and the release.

The infinite sense of desolation revealed in it.

Clearly, this person had extremely high attainments in poetry, and the true feelings were revealed in the neatness of the upper and lower stanzas.

The most important thing was!

This poem was truly too fitting for Su Su Shishi's current mood.

Chen Feng turned around and looked, only to see Su Su Shishi, a person like a fairy, actually shedding two lines of clear tears from her beautiful eyes, which made people feel pity.

Yu Ke raised his eyes to look, and could not help but sigh in his heart.

A beauty is indeed a beauty; even when crying, it is like pear blossoms in the rain, adding a bit of moving charm.

Su Yun did not pay attention to Su Su Shishi, but looked at the poetry.

"It is truly well done; I fear this poem today will circulate for a thousand years and become famous."

"Fortunate, fortunate!"

Zhang Yuanlai and the others were not surprised, after all, Xie Guan had just "freshly baked" several excellent poems here.

Su Su Shishi collected her mood and carefully put away the paper on the table.

"Young Master Guan, four million taels for this poem is truly too low!"

(End of chapter)