Chapter 110: Bamboo Garden Narrative
The group entered the mansion and sat in the main hall to talk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Mrs. Gu pulled Mrs. Su with one hand and Su Mo'er with the other, she didn't care whether Su Mo'er was her granddaughter or not, she was willing to be close to her in her heart, it was obviously so similar, but it was God's will to make people.
She took Su Mo'er's finger and introduced Su Mo'er to the people present one by one:
"That's your aunt, you know it, and your cousin, you...... Why do you recognize it, haven't you seen it?"
Su Mo'er was stunned on the spot, yes! She is Su Xin'er now, and she has never seen anyone from her grandfather's family, how can she recognize who is who at a glance!
Su Mo'er was speechless for a moment, her hand was tightly clutching the handkerchief, fine sweat broke out on her forehead, more than a dozen pairs of eyes in the room were staring at her in unison, her mind was in chaos, and she didn't know how to answer at all.
At this time, a person came in from outside, it was a middle-aged man in a gray robe, and he saluted to Mrs. Gu:
"Old lady, uncle, please go to the bamboo garden for a while. ā
"Xue'er wants to see her heart...... Okay then! Xin'er, you can go with him! It's good to meet your uncle!"
Su Mo'er stood up and bowed, and then followed the man in gray out of the house, Old Madam Gu sat on the main seat, watching Mrs. Su gnaw apples there, while turning the Buddha beads in her hand thoughtfully.
Mrs. Gu withdrew her gaze from the door, turned her head to Mrs. Gu and asked:
"Mother, you see this heart is ......"
"You think it's weird, too! I don't think so! No two leaves are the same, let alone people. It's just an appearance, but this voice and posture will not be the same, and they will not change easily. I'm afraid that this poor husband's husband is hiding something from my old woman again. ā
On the other hand, Su Mo'er followed the man to the gate of a garden, and the man turned around and respectfully invited Su Mo'er to enter the garden, but he retreated silently.
Su Moer stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door, the inside is not big but the construction is very exquisite, everywhere you see is a large bamboo forest, Gu Guogong is a famous scholar in Shu, he loves to write poems with flowers and plants, especially bamboo.
When she was a child, Su Mo'er would often sneak into this bamboo garden, Gu Guogong was a person who did not smile, and the children and grandchildren in the house were afraid of him, but Su Mo'er was not afraid, but dared to run to him and pull his beard to play.
Gu Guogong loves Su Mo'er the most, although it is a daughter, but Su Mo'er is extremely smart, she is familiar with all the four books and five classics when she is very young, when the other children are still shaking their heads and shaking their heads, she is playing crazy all over the yard, Gu Guogong is angry and checks her homework, but finds that she has already memorized it backwards, except for the meaning in it.
Gu Guogong also sighed regretfully, saying that if Su Mo'er was a man, he would definitely cultivate her well and make her the next bachelor of Shu.
Su Moer doesn't like to be a university scholar, although she is smart and rich, she still has the mentality of a little woman in her heart, and she just wants to find a wishful husband to accompany her for a lifetime.
Walking on the path of the bamboo garden, Su Mo'er recalled that she was full of emotion in the past, those memories were obviously so far away, but they were so close, and now that she is back here, her mentality is no longer the same Su Mo'er as before.
Su Mo'er knew where her grandfather and uncle would be waiting for her, and she walked to the depths of the bamboo forest, where there was an open space with a high platform of bamboo, which Gu Guogong used for rest and poetry meetings.
Jiangcheng is famous for the majority of literati, there are many literati here, many famous poems and saints are from Jiangcheng, the unique culture and beautiful landscapes here are really the dream of students in the world to learn the holy land.
There are many students under Gu Guogong, and now they have long been in the world, and there are not a few who have performed extremely well in the world. Gu Guogong is very prestigious and representative in Jiangcheng.
Su Mo'er walked slowly up the stairs of the high platform, and on the wide high platform, there were two people sitting on the stone bench in the center drinking tea, that is, Gu Guogong and his eldest son, Gu Xue, Su Mo'er's maternal uncle.
As if sensing Su Mo'er's arrival, Gu Xue turned around, smiled when he saw Su Mo'er, beckoned to her and said:
"Mo'er, come here!"
In Su Mo'er's impression, her uncle Gu Xue always smiled like a gentle and elegant son, but Gu Xue was not a scholar but a businessman, and his obsession with money had reached the point of going mad.
Su Mo'er secretly took a deep breath, then slowly walked up to the two of them, saluted in a formal manner, and said softly:
"Xin'er has seen her grandfather and uncle. ā
"Xin'er, did your father give you a new name?"
Gu Guogong said with a straight face, and then took the teacup and drank it himself. Su Mo'er couldn't help but lower her head when she heard this, her grandfather was a very discerning person, and she couldn't hide anything from him.
"Yes!" my father said that his previous name was no longer available. ā
"You're quick to confess, why, dare to tell us!"
"I can't hide anything from my grandfather, so why hide it! Even if I say it, my grandfather and uncle won't hurt Mo'er. ā
"Okay, sit down! I haven't seen you grow in learning, but you have learned to coax people first. ā
"Thank you, grandfather!"
Su Mo'er sat down on the stone bench, Gu Xue smiled and poured her a cup of tea, Gu Guogong flicked his sleeves over there, and said:
"Your father has sent me a secret letter and told me everything, you did a good job and didn't tell your grandmother the truth!"
"It's not that Mo'er is smart, it's really a lot of people, and Mo'er doesn't have a chance to say it. But fortunately, Mo'er didn't make it self-defeating, otherwise she would have been embarrassed in front of her grandfather. ā
Before, Su Mo'er didn't understand why her father had to do this and appear in front of people as Su Xin'er, but after seeing Ming Yan and Lin Moyu tell her about His Majesty, she understood her father's purpose in doing this.
Today, the saint has been bewitched by the national teacher to eat those so-called elixirs, although he knows that it is harmful, but he has become addicted to it after all, and has developed a great dependence on the national teacher's medicine.
The emperor is not the kind of person who can be controlled, he will try his best to find someone to fight against the national teacher, if the matter of her resurrection is known, then the emperor will definitely come to interrogate his father, and then learn of the existence of Ming Yan.
If Ming Yan's ability was known to the emperor, then her resurrection gave the emperor a good reason to use the Su family to threaten Ming Yan to serve him.
Ming Yan may agree to serve the emperor in order not to embarrass the Su family, but after all, she doesn't want to be imprisoned in that deep palace in her heart. Ming Yan is kind to the Su family, no matter how much he sacrifices, he can't be involved in Ming Yan.
As long as she becomes Su Xin'er, no one can make a fuss about this matter. Even if it is suspected that Su Mo'er is not dead, but everyone is sure that she is Su Xin'er, then there is no Su Mo'er who has come back from the dead, who would have thought of Ming Yan!
"Hmph! It's all your father's superfluous move!"
Gu Guogong scoffed at this, he couldn't understand why Su Wanhao had to go to such great lengths for a person of unknown origin, and even asked Su Mo'er to hide his identity.
Su Mo'er smiled and said nothing, Gu Guogong didn't understand the Su family's gratitude to Ming Yan, and she didn't blame her grandfather. Gu Xue quietly poured tea for the two of them on the side, listening to the conversation between the two, and interjecting from time to time.