General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

Chapter 765 - 765: Lively

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It was not easy for the walnut peeler to leave, but now there were two substitutes who wrote letters. Wei Ting could not even deal with it.

Su Xiaoxiao drew a sample letter from each person’s pile for inspection.

Su Xuan and Shen Chuan were both Top Scorers. There was naturally nothing to say about their calligraphy. They each had their own style which was pleasing to the eye.

Looking at Wei Ting’s again, Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes almost popped out. “What did you write? How can I take out such words? Are you deliberately ruining my reputation?”

Wei Ting glanced at someone expressionlessly. “Isn’t this your handwriting?” He had completely imitated her handwriting!

Su Xiaoxiao coughed lightly and refused to admit that her handwriting was like a ghost crawl against the calligraphy of Shen Chuan and Su Xuan.

She said righteously, “You’re discrediting me!”

In the end, she accepted the handwritten letters of Su Xuan and Shen Chuan. One batch was for Princess Hui An, and the other was for Princess Jingning. It was perfect.

As for Wei Ting’s, she had accepted them, but it was definitely not to give them away or treasure them. She simply did not want her “ink treasure” to circulate!

“Hmph.”

Seeing her accept it, Wei Ting snorted.

Su Xiaoxiao had returned from Western Jin with gifts for her family.

Her father liked to drink tea. She had brought her father tea leaves from Western Jin. The texture was a little special, and she wondered if her father was used to it.

Su Cheng liked it very much. As long as it was a gift from his daughter, he liked

Actually, Wei Ting had bought it. Just as the young Princess had said, she was either treating someone or on the way to treating someone in Western Jin this time. She really did not have the time to wander around. She did not know where Wei Ting had bought it from, but it was said to be quite expensive. “Sister! Where’s mine! Where’s mine!” Su Ergou couldn’t wait anymore.

“Here.”

Su Xiaoxiao handed Su Ergou a palm-sized box.

Su Xiaoxiao plundered the Snow Region Heavenly Silk from Feng Xiaoran and cut out a portion. She asked Mei Ji for guidance on making hidden weapons and made a mechanism box. When he encountered danger, he could hold both ends with his hands and pulled open the Snow Region Heavenly Silk inside. It could instantly cut iron like mud.

In return, she let Mei Ji play with her silver silk gloves for the entire day.

The group had dinner in Su Cheng’s courtyard. Qin Canglan had gone out to battle. His daughter was married, and the three children were not around. He felt that the house was much quieter. It was rare for it to be lively tonight, so Su Cheng pulled his son-in-law to have a few drinks with Su Xuan and Shen

Chuan.

Shen Chuan and Su Xuan had class tomorrow and could not be greedy. It was mainly Wei Ting drinking with him.

Su Cheng was drunk and looked extremely domineering. He actually wanted to pull Wei Ting to be his sworn brother, scaring Su Xiaoxiao so much that she quickly persuaded her father to calm down.

Su Cheng recalled his experience in the village.

Su Xuan was the only one at the table who had never been to Clearwater

Village. He could not interrupt and just looked at them quietly with a smile.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and saw the faint smile on his face. For some reason, she felt that he seemed to have experienced something and had a hard-won cherish for everything now.

However, it was very strange. He had grown up in the Duke Mansion and did not go to the battlefield to fight like Su Mo. What had he experienced?

THUD!

Su Cheng fell to the ground and hit his head on the table.

Although Shen Chuan had only drunk two glasses, he was still a little dizzy.

Wei Ting carried Su Cheng on his back. “I’ll send Dad back to his room. Ergou, help Shen Chuan into our carriage. We’ll send him back to the Directorate later. ”

“Alright, Brother-in-law!” Su Ergou listened to Wei Ting and quickly helped the half-drunk Shen Chuan up.

The central room fell silent.

Su Xuan was not a talkative person. He sat quietly on the chair and looked at Su Xiaoxiao and the cold moonlight outside the window.

“There is also a gift for Cousin,” Su Xiaoxiao said.

Just now, Shen Chuan was around; she did not know that he would come to the capital and did not prepare his gift. With Su Xuan as his companion, he would not be so embarrassed.

“Oh?” Su Xuan looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a smile.

Su Xiaoxiao took out a book from the bag she brought over and handed it to him. “Here, it’s the only copy of Master Yun from the previous dynasty.”

This Master Yun was a famous calligrapher in the previous dynasty. His handwriting was superb, and he regarded fame and fortune as dirt. He did not enter the dynasty as an official or take the imperial examination, but his talent was praised by even the emperors of the various countries.

Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time. At that time, the previous dynasty was troubled internally and externally. He was already an arrow at the end of its flight. It was not easy for him to be persuaded into the court, but a few days later, the previous dynasty was destroyed. He had also gone crazy.

It was said that before he died, he burned his calligraphy treasure clean, leaving only some that had already been given to others. However, after so many years, there was nothing left.

“I spent a lot of effort to get this.”

It was exchanged with two pieces of Snow Domain Heavenly Silk and Crimson Moon Opera House.

Su Xuan took the lone book and gently opened it. He was about to say, “In your heart, am I really a person who likes to study academics…”

He paused before he could say anything.

“This lone copy…”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded. “That’s right. It looks like an ordinary calligraphy piece. Every word has nothing to do with each other, but there’s actually a hidden mystery. I think this is probably what Master Yun wants to pass down. It might be related to the destruction of the previous dynasty. If you decipher it, you might be able to unlock this secret. After all, you like secrets, don’t you?”

When she said the last sentence, Su Xiaoxiao looked at him without blinking, not letting go of any expression on his face.

Su Xuan smiled. “What a smart little girl. Are you so attentive to everyone?”

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and said, “That depends on whether it’s worth it. I’ve given Fourth Cousin all my feelings.”

Su Xuan closed the book and looked at Su Xiaoxiao faintly. “Actually, I want to know more about you than the secrets of the previous dynasty.”

Su Xiaoxiao smiled. “Sure, I’ll exchange Fourth Cousin’s secret for it.” Su Xuan lowered his eyes and smiled quietly. “It’s getting late. You should go back.”

He was really guarding his secret to death.

However, compared to the first “I don’t have secrets”, this conversation seemed to have progressed a little. He didn’t agree to an exchange with her, but he admitted that he had secrets. Their relationship had improved.

“Dad’s asleep.”

Wei Ting walked over.

The three little fellows also fell asleep on the carpet.

Wei Ting looked at the two of them curiously. He kept feeling that the atmosphere between the two of them was strange, as if there was a secret between them.

“Let’s go.” Su Xuan stood up with a smile, put away the lone book, and picked up a sleeping child from the ground.

“Yes, let’s go,” Su Xiaoxiao said without changing her expression. She also carried a small child and said to Wei Ting, “There’s one left.”

Wei Ting picked Dahu up.

After Su Xuan placed the child in the carriage, he said to Shen Chuan, who was sitting in the carriage and memorizing the Analects of Confucius, “Brother Qinghe, sit in my carriage. I’ll send you back to the Directorate and predict the spring examination questions.”

Hearing the questions, Shen Chuan immediately left with him.

Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao sat up with the children.

“What did you just talk about?”

“Secret.”

It was not to leave someone hanging, but the topic they were talking about was indeed about secrets.

Su Xiaoxiao placed the three little fellows on the simple couch and fastened the safety buckle.

The carriage swayed, and she was a little sleepy.

Su Xiaoxiao yawned and looked at the energetic Wei Ting. “Aren’t you sleepy after drinking so much?”

Wei Ting snorted indifferently. “Do you think I’m like you, collapsing after a glass? No, collapsing after a sip.”

Su Xiaoxiao was miffed.

She wanted to sleep on this guy’s shoulder for a while. He was so asking for a beating, so Su Xiaoxiao didn’t want to lean on him anymore.

She lifted the curtain, planning to let the cold wind blow away her sleepiness, but she did not expect to see a familiar and sneaky figure on the street..