Chapter 42: The Wicked Sue First
However, even if there is a big grievance, you have to swallow it at this time.
The sermon was not long.
The Son of Heaven and the Queen Mother did not stay much in Su Mansion.
After everybody leaves.
Su Chengfu glanced at Su Ding meaningfully: "Build a mansion on Mochizuki Mountain? ”
"Tell me what you think!"
Su Chengfu's voice was very soft.
"Daddy!"
Su Ding paused, wanting to explain, but didn't know where to start.
"I'll talk to you about this later. I have a sense of proportion! ”
Su Ding's words came to his lips, but he still nodded and said softly.
"Well, you just have to know it!"
Su Chengfu didn't dwell too much: "You need to use money!" ”
"Good!"
Su Ding nodded.
Originally, Su Ding thought that Su Chengfu was just a simple believer, but what happened today also made Su Ding understand that Su Chengfu was not a good man and a woman.
How could a person who made his fortune from casinos be so obsessed with these things?
The national teacher, Su Chengfu, Qiao Heng, the three of them seem to be competing for something.
Among them, it seems that Qiao Heng is the strongest, and Su Chengfu is the weakest.
But in fact, this is not the case.
Su Chengfu didn't know how much financial resources Su Chengfu had, but a person who needed royal protection definitely had a lot of money in his hands.
It's just that the royal family also has a greedy heart.
Therefore, Su Chengfu took every step carefully.
Shaking his head, Su Ding smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go out first, I'm in Chongwen Hall during this time, but I was suffocated!" ”
"Hmm!"
Su Chengfu didn't care much about Su Ding's private life, and waved his hand: "Go!" ”
After going out, Su Ding came all the way to Ningxiang Building.
Ningxiang Building is located on the bank of the Xiangshui River.
The water is murmuring, and it is the middle of winter, but there is also a faint warmth.
And on the banks of the Xiangshui River.
There are many green buildings, and painting boats shuttle through the Hunan water.
Ningxiang Building can be regarded as one of the best green buildings.
In the Ning Xiang Building, there are three major brands.
This is also the reason why they can stand tall on the banks of the Xiangshui River.
"Young Master Su, are you ......here?"
The old bustard's figure was slightly plump, and he approached Su Ding, as if he wanted to swallow Su Ding.
Su Ding laughed and said, "Mother Xu, is Xue Lan here?" ”
"It's in, but it's ......"
Xu's mother snorted haha.
Looking at Su Ding in front of him, he said, "Today, Miss Xuelan has a distinguished guest!" ”
"Guest?"
Su Ding wrinkled his nose and said, "Can it be more expensive than me?" ”
"Haha, Su Gongzi laughed. A few days ago, Xue Lan made a painting, and today, I invited many talented people to write poems for the painting! The leader is Wang En, the prince of Wang'en! ”
"Fill in the poems?"
Su Ding pursed his lips, these girls in the Qinglou didn't know what was going on.
Day by day, don't think about how to pick up customers.
On the contrary, it is the study of poetry, calligraphy and painting to drive up the price.
It's simply unreasonable!
Su Ding frowned slightly.
Xue Lan is one of the three top brands, and she is involved in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
I didn't expect to make such a show today.
The most important news in it is this Wang En.
"That's not right!"
Su Ding's eyes narrowed slightly, and then continued: "Wang En messed around in front of my mansion today, and he has already gone to the Criminal Department to receive the punishment, how can he still come to your Ningxiang Building?" ”
"Mother Xu must be lying to me again!"
"I don't believe you, I'll go in and take a look!"
While speaking, Su Ding was about to break inside.
If it weren't for Wang En's relationship, he might have really given in.
The person who should have appeared in the criminal department appeared in the Ning Xiang Building, and it seems that he was interested by chance today, and he also caught a big fish.
"Hey, Su Gongzi......"
Mother Xu hurriedly shouted.
It's just that at this moment, Su Ding has already gone towards the location of Chunxiangyuan, and he doesn't care about Mother Xu at all.
Mother Xu slapped her thigh a little helplessly!
"One by one, all of them are masters, and now they are going to be in big trouble!"
Inside the Chunxiang Garden.
There is a hot spring, which is not natural, but has people boiling water.
In the spring fragrance garden, the temperature is slightly higher.
It gives an extra comfortable feeling.
In the center, there is a gazebo, surrounded by a number of people.
And in one corner of the pavilion, there was a painting.
A tall plane tree, in a way of ink, shows a little bit of autumn. Next to it is a plantain tree, with slanted lines dotted with raindrops.
It looks like the autumn breeze is bleak.
Behind the tree is an attic, and in the attic, there seems to be a person lying on his side.
Plus the flickering lights.
Everything seems to be extraordinarily comfortable.
"Tut-tut......"
Su Ding couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
This painting of Xue Lan is still very level.
More ingenious than many self-proclaimed geniuses.
"Miss Xuelan, I'll do it first, how about it?"
At this time, a talented man in a green robe paced two steps and walked out of the crowd.
This person is no stranger, it is Wang En.
At this moment, Wang En gently shook the folding fan with one hand. It looks like the burnt bun is burned to the extreme.
"Phew!"
Su Ding couldn't help but take a sip when he saw Wang En's appearance.
"Count nine winters, and fan them!"
Xue Lan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Wang Gongzi's quick thinking is admirable, please ......."
"Cold Mountain Autumn Point Tree,"
"In the depths are people."
"It's just a matter of getting away,"
"Candle Flame Burns New Tea ......"
After walking a few steps slowly, Wang En groaned slowly.
Xue Lan's eyes were a little bright.
This poem, although it is not what she thinks in her heart, but it also has a bit of charm, but it is still far from what Xue Lan thinks in her heart.
"Poof......
Su Ding couldn't help laughing.
Can this be a fucking poem? This kind of poem, you can write three or four poems by urinating yourself!
"Young Master Su?"
At this time, Xue Lan noticed Su Ding.
I was a little surprised.
"When did you come?"
Xue Lan's voice was soft.
Su Ding shook his head slightly: "It's okay, it's okay." ”
"I'm just here to join in the fun, you can ignore me!"
At this moment, Wang En looked over, with a bit of dodge in his eyes. I wanted to run away, but my eyes suddenly rolled, but I was thinking about it!
"Hmph, Su Ding, as a colt, you actually came to Ningxianglou to have fun, I must tell Your Majesty!"
Wang En, the wicked man sued first.
When Su Ding heard this, he immediately laughed angrily, and he didn't know for a while whether this Wang En was smart or stupid.
If he saw him, he would have fled in disgrace.
In the end, he didn't admit it, and he really couldn't do anything about him.