Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 119 Entering the scene
“Young master, this long robe suits you perfectly.”

Qi Heng's servant, Bu Wei, gave him an affirmative answer without even thinking.

"However, young master!"

"Why are you going to such lengths to get the Earl of Yongchang's wife to start this polo club?"

"Could it be that he just wants to see the sixth young lady of the Sheng family more often?"

Buwei frowned, staring at Qi Heng with some suspicion.

Of course, Buwei understood his young master's thoughts, but he didn't know why Qi Heng had done this.

After all, if our young master really only wanted to see the Sixth Miss more often and that's why he initiated the polo match, then the price is far too high!
Because just yesterday, Princess Pingning had specifically asked him to come over for questioning. Although she didn't say it explicitly, the implication was that she had already noticed something was wrong with Qi Heng.

If it weren't for the fact that the imperial examination was approaching and the princess didn't want to disturb Qi Heng and cause him to fail, she probably would have reacted on the spot and thoroughly investigated the matter.

You must know that once the princess figured out Qi Heng's thoughts, not only would he be in trouble, but even the sixth daughter of the Sheng family would probably not fare well!
So, when he returned yesterday, he had already told Qi Heng about the princess's question, but the other party did not take it seriously and was still immersed in today's polo match.

Buwei felt that his young master was probably hiding something from him; otherwise, given his usual alertness, he would not have been so careless.

"hehe!"

Faced with Buwei's question, Qi Heng smiled without saying a word, only revealing a heartfelt smile on his face.

a long time.

"No, don't worry, I will make my own decision on this matter!"

"Son."

It's no use being helpless anymore!
But seeing his young master's delighted expression, Buwei could only pray silently in his heart: "I just hope that the young master doesn't go too far!"

"Otherwise, not only will I suffer a terrible fate, but Sixth Miss will also likely meet a bad end!"

……

Wutongpo is a large, gently sloping basin, famous for its surrounding area filled with fiery red maple and sycamore trees.

In addition, Wutongpo is adjacent to the capital and not far from it, so it is also a favorite place for ladies from all over the capital to go on spring outings.

The Yongchang Earl's Mansion chose this location for the polo match, and Madam Wu also ordered that the very center of Wutong Slope be enclosed with rattan curtains to serve as the polo field.

Of course, another reason for enclosing it is to block the view of outsiders, so that the ladies can have fun in peace.

After all, that's how the world is; apart from commoners, women from noble families rarely get to show their faces in public.

"Oh, Mother, it's really nice to play polo here!"

Rulan, holding Wang Ruofu's arm, looked around and said, "Not only is the terrain open and easy to ride horses, but there are also such beautiful sights nearby!"

Smelling the various fragrances in the air, Ru Lan smiled with great joy, just like a little magpie, extremely happy!

"That's natural!"

Madam Wang held her daughter's hand and whispered, "This is only possible because of the Yongchang Earl's Mansion. Otherwise, even if you had the money, you couldn't have done it here!"

Wang Ruofu constantly instilled in her daughter the advantages of marrying into noble families: "Ru'er, you must remember, a woman's life depends on her husband!" "If your husband is capable, then you, as his wife, will naturally be prominent. As the saying goes, 'A woman follows her husband wherever he goes,' if you can't marry a good man and only marry an ordinary commoner, then you can only watch others rise to a higher social status!"

As she spoke, Madam Wang glanced sideways at Mo Lan behind her, her gaze carrying a pointed meaning.

"Humph!"

"Mother, I know!"

Following Wang Ruofu's gaze, Rulan gritted her teeth inwardly. She nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely not be worse than that bitch in the future!"

"No matter what, I am the legitimate daughter, how can I be compared to that little illegitimate daughter!"

"Well, as long as you understand!"

Madam Wang nodded with satisfaction at first, then frowned.
"Ru'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Didn't I tell you not to bring up the issue of legitimate and illegitimate children anymore? Why are you bringing it up again?"

"It's fortunate your father wasn't here, otherwise if he had heard us, you'd be in big trouble!"

Having already suffered losses several times, Madam Wang took this matter very seriously. She repeatedly reminded Rulan to remember not to mention these things in front of Sheng Hong!
Unfortunately, Rulan is just like her; both her personality and her mind are straightforward and honest.

Um... In other words, Rulan always forgets this point and often talks about legitimate and illegitimate children.

Wang Ruofu was powerless to do anything about it and could only reiterate his point of view each time he met with the person in question.

After all, even Madam Wang herself sometimes couldn't help but say such things when she was emotionally moved, so why would she force Rulan to do so?
……

Leaving aside the whispered conversation between the mother and daughter, behind them, Mo Lan also walked slowly with Madam Wang, unhurried and graceful, displaying the demeanor of a noble lady.

And you know what? Of all the things that Granny Kong taught her, Mo Lan put the most effort into learning the demeanor of a noble lady, and the results were the best!
If someone who doesn't know the truth were to come and watch, they would surely think that she is the legitimate daughter of a noble family!

For this outing, Mo Lan specially wore her favorite elegant plain dress. Of course, although the dress has "plain" in its name, it is by no means ordinary. This kind of dress is made of a kind of understated luxury silk. Because the fabric is elegant and refined, it is very popular among those "literary young women" who consider themselves talented women.

And Mo Lan is exactly like that!

However, Mo Lan inherited her mother Lin Qinshuang's beauty, and was born beautiful and graceful. Her temperament was also enhanced by her reading, giving her a kind of gorgeousness. Combined with her feminine gentleness, she naturally had a romantic air that was different from that of men.

Seeing Rulan and her daughter whispering to each other ahead, Molan felt disdain!

"Humph!"

"What are those two idiots whispering about again?"

He raised his round fan to shield his face from the direct sunlight, inwardly thinking, "I really don't know what Madam Wu is thinking?"

"How did they end up organizing such a polo club?"

Mo Lan waved her fan in disgust, coldly watching the crowd running ahead: "Look at all this dust and dirt, their mouths are full of it, don't they feel disgusted?"

"Wouldn't it be better to hold a poetry recital or a flower show?"

Mo Lan's eyes held a deep-seated disgust. Naturally, Mo Lan, who considered herself a talented woman, held such "playing games that lead to the loss of one's ambition" in utter contempt.

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