Chapter 19: Persecution
Suning was glad that she shirked Tao Jiuniang's "kindness" early, this woman was really scheming, not only to let herself receive her good, but also to be a green leaf for her, it was really a matter of killing two birds with one stone.
In fact, she felt that Tao Jiuniang didn't need to sing such a play, and at the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, there were countless people who wanted to stand out, even if there was no her and Li Wanwan, Tao Jiuniang would also stand out as long as she won the jackpot.
Since she knew that she couldn't write any poems, but she still wanted to make such a play, she thought that she was just thinking that she would be able to have more face in front of Zhao Yuanbai or other friends in the future.
It's no wonder that this woman has to mention the matter of the poetry meeting today no matter what, it turned out to be premeditated.
Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.
But then again, she and this woman have nothing to be courteous about, and they are not afraid of anything.
The atmosphere in the room became extremely gloomy, and Suning had no intention of easing the awkward atmosphere.
Qin'er and Shuang'er have already begun to set up dinner.
Suning guessed that none of these two little ancestors had the heart to make good use of this dinner, and it must have been difficult to refute the kindness of the Qi family, so they had to sit together and finish the play.
When the kitchen was serving food, Hui'er led the slave to come over in person, and saw that there was no big movement here, and then left Tanghua Courtyard with the slave.
Suning knew that at this time, the entire Su Mansion must be paying attention to the situation in Tanghua Courtyard, and it would not be long before this day could be successfully passed, so there must be no major disputes at this time.
During the banquet, she, Qin'er, and Shuang'er had been waiting carefully, and Tao Jiuniang just ate a few mouthfuls of food casually, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks.
Li Wanwan's situation was not much better than her, she also just sandwiched some light dishes and dealt with them, and then said that she had eaten some snacks in the afternoon and had no appetite.
Seeing that this table was as delicious as chicken ribs, Suning had no choice but to let Qin'er and Shuang'er withdraw one after another.
As night fell, the sky outside began to darken, and the sound of knocking faintly sounded one after another.
Seeing that the time was not early, Tao Jiuniang always felt empty in her heart, and she did everything she should show off and be angry with Suning'er, but she didn't achieve the result she expected, and she always felt that something was missing.
She was a little lost in her heart, but fortunately, in the next poetry meeting, she was able to trample Suning'er under her feet, even if she didn't go, when she won the crown, she would hear about it from elsewhere.
Thinking like this, Tao Jiuniang proudly called the slave and left first, but left the page of poetry.
At this moment, Suning's heart finally relaxed a lot.
Li Wanwan lay listlessly on the sandalwood soft collapse in the corner of the guest room, lazily folded her fingers, was silent for a moment, picked up the page of poetry and looked at it, pouted for a while and widened her eyes for a while, and repeated this several times, and suddenly crumpled the page into crumbs like a madman.
Suning looked at her in astonishment, and secretly complained in her heart, this little ancestor didn't leave room for himself.
Li Wanwan threw the crumpled paper ball to the ground and began to complain: "Yiniang, what is the matter with you now, you can put on such a good face to that poor vinegar girl?" ”
Suning walked over slowly, sat down in front of her, looked at her, and after a while, she replied: "Actually, I think she just wants to earn more fame for herself, it's all right, it's not a big deal." ”
"Rightfully so? Not a big deal? Li Wanwan sat up indignantly, her eyes full of indignation: "She robbed your childhood sweetheart Lang Jun, and regarded you as a happy woman, and ran to the house to show off, so ill-intentioned, my stupid mother, you actually said that you should take it for granted, when did you become so deceitful?" ”
"Didn't she apologize for Zhao Jiasanlang's matter, as for the rest, she really just told the truth", Su Ning smiled reluctantly.
"What did she call an apology?" , Li Wanwan said with a bitter face: "If she really feels uneasy about her conscience, she should think about Yiniang's current situation, really do something for Yiniang, and hide her good poems and texts to dedicate to the matchmaker, but she gave you some perfunctory works, and asked you to act as a green leaf for her, will you not be aware of this ulterior motive?" ”
"There is also a hint of suspicion", Suning looked at her, his face remained calm.
"Anyway, I don't care", Li Wanwan came over and grabbed her hand, and said a little arrogantly: "This time, I must not watch that poor vinegar girl take the lead, and the people who have hooked up with the eunuch all day long, what qualifications do they have to be the leader, it is simply tarnished the word 'literati'." ”
"I saw her poem just now, it can be regarded as a good poem, the one that was read by the matchmaker is only afraid that it will be more brilliant, since it is praised by the matchmaker, I am afraid that there is no need to argue again", Suning persuaded.
Li Wanwan refused to give up, tugged her hand tighter, and said with a begging tone: "I don't think so, Yiniang, you write quickly, you write quickly, if you don't want to fight, then I will fight for you, and I must get out of this evil breath in my heart." ”
Suning looked at her embarrassedly, looking at her at a loss.
Although she didn't think Tao Jiuniang's poems were well written, she didn't want to fight for these false names.
Qin'er and Shuang'er also returned to the house slowly at this time, looking at the situation in the room, Qin'er only said with a bitter face: "Wanniang, this is difficult for my family, the slave has never seen her write poetry." ”
Li Wanwan glanced at the two maids, but she was unrelenting: "Anyway, I don't care, I'm waiting for Yiniang to be angry for me today, if you can't see the poems and let Tao Yunshu's poor vinegar girl get the leader, you are ready to let Qin'er and Shuang'er carry my body back to Jingzhao Mansion." ”
When Qin'er and Shuang'er heard this, they were frightened for a while, and Shuang'er hurriedly came over to persuade them: "Why is Wanniang so angry, then Tao Jiuniang herself is angry with you and Yiniang's ......"
Who knew that before Shuang'er finished speaking, Li Wanwan shook her head with her eyebrows and complained: "Ah, I don't care, I don't care, I don't want to see Tao Yunshu's little slut arrogant again." ”
Suning, Qin'er, and Shuang'er looked at each other with a bitter expression.
After thinking about it for a while, Suning finally couldn't resist this little ancestor, so she had to stand up slowly, frowning and said, "Okay, I, I'll try, but Wanniang shouldn't expect too much from me, after all, I don't know the ...... of Tao Jiuniang's poem."
Li Wanwan saw that she finally relented, and interrupted her directly with excitement: "After all, you have to fight to see the difference, why should Yiniang be afraid of her, anyway, in her eyes, Yiniang is just a lowly woman who can only play the piano and sing music, and it is not a shame to lose." ”
Su Ning secretly sneered: This little ancestor, since he has agreed to write an article, why bother to turn around and provoke himself.
And Qin'er and Shuang'er heard that their own mother was going to write poems, so they were excited and didn't wait for Suning's instructions, so they hurried to find the four treasures of the study.
Suning took the pen from Qin'er's hand, and the hand holding the pen couldn't help but shake slightly.
When she was a child, she did study calligraphy and painting for a few years, and also got a ten-level certificate issued by the Calligraphers Association, but after all these years, let alone writing, she rarely even held a pen.
Li Wanwan saw that she was silently brewing emotions, and she was overjoyed in her heart for a while, and she also gathered around, keeping a distance from her, and trying her best to create a good space for her to think.
As for what the real outcome would be, she didn't care much about it now.
As Tao Jiuniang said, this poetry meeting, she must go to make up the numbers, relying on her own learning is only afraid that it will attract jokes, Su Yiniang's attainments in this area even if she can't catch up with Tao Jiuniang, she will always be stronger than herself, and she will be more at ease if she takes her poems to deal with the poetry meeting.