Su Wenqing glanced sideways at Su Yizhao, wondering if he had eaten too many lotus pods. This child's heart might be like a sieve, full of holes.
"Didn't you say before that Meng was on good terms with the Chief Assistant? With Meng Lingxi's talent, the Chief Assistant should think highly of him, right? He might even accept him as a disciple!"
Su Yizhao said while polishing his ink: "Isn't it just that Taifu Zhu's family's ancestral home is in the south of the Yangtze River? Meng Lingxi was also famous in the south of the Yangtze River before."
"If it were rumored that the Zhu clan admired Meng Lingxi's talent very much and wanted to introduce him to Taifu Zhu and accept him as a close disciple, wouldn't it be a good story? You know what! Everyone appreciates talented people!
"
Su Yizhao's words were an understatement, but they dug a big hole for the Meng family.
She leaned over again and found that what Su Wenqing wrote on the paper was in tiny, very small characters.
Moreover, the rice paper specially made by Wenwenge is used. This kind of paper is very light and is generally used for painting.
Su Wenqing was a little surprised, "Are you trying to make the chief minister dislike the Meng family and make the two of them fight?"
In this way, Taifu Zhu's desire to accept Su Yizhao as his disciple would be blocked, and there would be no need to seek refuge with the third prince.
Su Yizhao used methods learned in his previous life. When you don't want to be in the limelight, you can only cover up the past by bringing up another major incident.
Su Wenqing was shocked in her heart. Others did not know the relationship between the chief assistant and the Meng family, so they only thought that Meng Lingxi had gotten a big advantage. But this was like putting the Meng family on a skewer!
Once this matter comes out, will Taifu Zhu be accepted as a disciple?
If they don't accept it, then Meng will lose face.
But if Master Zhu makes mistakes, will the Meng family agree or not?
If you agree, you will offend the Chief Assistant. If you don't agree, you will offend the Grand Tutor again.
After all, you are a Taifu and the Emperor's teacher. Aren't you qualified enough to teach you? Is it embarrassing to be the Emperor's junior disciple?
But after that, you completely hated the chief minister, and life was not easy after you became an official!
I have to say, this move was both ruthless and clever!
"Is this too cruel?" Su Wenqing murmured.
"The Meng family wanted to use our Su family as a stepping stone before, but they didn't care about the Su family's reputation. If our son really loses, he will definitely be ridiculed by the family, and maybe he will be teased in public during your banquet!
"
"What's more important is that my son has become a sinner of the Su family."
If nothing else, just talk about Su Yiliang, she must have a nose that is not her nose, and her eyes are not her eyes.
In fact, how could Su Yizhao not be under pressure during Wen Dou at that time? After all, Meng Lingxi had challenged so many times and rarely failed.
Su Yizhao has always believed that I will not offend others unless they offend me!
Since you want to plot against me, you must be prepared to be plotted against me.
Su Wenqing was silent. He knew that his old son was right.
"Sir! Someone outside the house sent a letter and gave him a token. He said that he would reply after seeing the token."
Su Wenqing was still writing when he heard Uncle Zhong's voice outside the door.
"Come in!"
As soon as Uncle Zhong entered the study, he saw that the atmosphere between Su Wenqing and his son was somewhat solemn, so he handed over the token in his hand.
This is a long brocade box, and you can tell at a glance that there is a painting inside.
Su Wenqing opened it in front of Su Yizhao and found that it was a painting of a bright moon on the sea, without a signature.
The painting is very ordinary, not like the work of a famous artist.
Su Wenqing opened the letter on the side and found that there was only one sentence, "Xu Shizheng, see you in the chrysanthemum garden in Xicheng, no need to make it public!"
"So mysterious?" Su Wenqing only found it funny. This was the second unsigned letter he had seen today.
Su Yizhao burst out laughing, and looked at Su Wenqing, and everything was clear.
The confused Uncle Zhong looked at the quarrel between father and son and couldn't help but urge: "Master! That man is still waiting for a reply, do you think?"
"Just send the token back and say that you have been feeling ill recently and it is not convenient for you to see the guests."
As Su Wenqing spoke, he handed the letters and paintings to Uncle Zhong.
Uncle Zhong knew that he didn't want to see the other party anymore, so he turned around and left the study.
"Wait a minute! Just tell him to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai!" Su Yizhao stopped Uncle Zhong and gave him instructions.
Uncle Zhong glanced at Su Wenqing, and when Su Wenqing nodded, he left the study.
After Uncle Zhong left, Su Yizhao smiled and said, "He was really cautious and actually returned the token."
"It's understandable that his life is at stake. However, he was also seriously ill and sought medical treatment, yet he still dared to deliver the letter."
Su Wenqing shook his head. The bright moon on the sea is just a chart, isn't it?
"I'm afraid that they don't want to take care of him and are a little confused. How about we just take care of ourselves and let him go east, west, north and south?"
Su Yizhao knew that Liao Haitu would soon reveal his official affiliation, so he wanted to see if his superiors would protect him.
Of course, this also depends on Liao Haitu's value. If it has no value, he probably won't care.
Su Yizhao believed that if everything went according to plan, Liao Haitu would be fine.
But Liao Haitu didn't know their plan, and he was afraid that he would mess up the situation and drag them down, so he warned them.
Su Yizhao saw that Su Wenqing cut the paper into very small squares and actually wrote words on both sides.
After waiting for it to dry, Su Yizhao took a look at it and found that it was not mushy, which showed that Su Wenqing still had some skills.
This should be done because the paper is too heavy and will increase the burden on the falcon.
Finally, it was stuffed into a thin bamboo tube, and Su Yizhao wanted to follow him to see the falcons.
"Father is going to find the falcon? My son will go with him to see it?"
Unexpectedly, Su Wenqing rolled her eyes at her, "It's not good for a child to know so much. How can he be sure of repeating it three times? If he doesn't come first, it will definitely make other people think that Magistrate Liao is afraid and should go and review."
Are you so stingy? Why don't you just look at that falcon?
Su Yizhao muttered and prepared to leave the study.
"Father will still have to worry about the arrangements after that. If father has something to do and wants to send his son, just tell him."
Su Yizhao was a little worried, but still gave instructions.
Su Wenqing snorted coldly, "What? You still don't trust me?"
I'm really worried about this, but the note to the capital was written by her, so it should be fine.
But here, Su Wenqing should still be able to handle it?
Seeing that Su Yizhao looked like this, Su Wenqing couldn't help but snorted in anger.
"The plan in the capital is beyond my father's reach, and it may be that I have more intentions than I can do. But the plan in Fucheng is just to create momentum for public opinion. Isn't it possible that my father can't handle this? Don't worry, go back and wait for the news!"
"Then be careful, we'd better hide behind the scenes." Su Yizhao was afraid that Su Wenqing would be exposed, so he reminded him again.
"Even if they can't find it, why don't they think of it? They will definitely doubt us."
Su Wenqing felt that Su Yizhao was worried in vain, as those people were also very smart.
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