Chapter 168: Being Tricked

Su Shiqian glanced at him, pretending to be stupid and said blankly, "What kind of deal?"

Su Mingjue curled her lips and said speechlessly: "No need to pretend, I know everything."

Su Shiqian dipped his pen into the inkstone, Licking the ink, his expression became a little more serious: "Rong Zheng told you."

Su Mingjue shook his head, "I guess he didn't deny it."

"Since he didn't deny it, why don't you ask him? What are you doing with me?"

Su Mingjue really didn't like dealing with Su Shiqian, and he was always confused when talking to him.

Seeing that Su Shiqian was not going directly to the topic, he sat down on a chair and saw a cup of tea on the table. He blew on it and drank it in one sip:

"If he is willing to say it, do I need to come to you? "

Su Shiqian was still painting the landscape painting in his hand without raising his head. "It's not impossible if you really want to know."

After saying that, he paused and did not continue.

Su Mingjue was impatient with his nagging, and would not finish what he said, leaving half of what he said. She looked at him sideways, put the tea bowl in his hand on the table and said,

"Speak directly! What do you want me to do this time? "

Ever since Su Mingjue made up her mind to come to this study, she knew that this was not an easy question to ask.

After all, last time I wanted a piece of land, I had to attend a symposium to test my results.

Su Shiqian drew an imaginary mountain with his pen, and said calmly: "Your grandfather hasn't seen you for a long time. He took the time to go to Qingruzhou."

Su Mingjue looked at him suspiciously: "That's it." Hearing this,

Su Mingjue felt a little confused. Be cautious, not to mention that he is here to ask Old Man Su today. Even if he doesn't come, he was originally going to Qingruzhou. After all, his mother had asked him to accompany her to Qingruzhou.

This matter is worthy of Su Shiqian's special warning. Su Shiqian

said in a deep voice: "Qingru Prefecture has always had fierce debates and is the first in the south. It will be of great benefit for you to go there and debate with the scholars from the south."

Su Mingjue heard this. Surprised: "It's another debate. Didn't I debate it last time?"

Su Shiqian said quietly: "We are far away in the capital. Who knows whether what you said at that time was true or false?"

Hearing this, Su Mingjue was not happy. He stood up from his chair. He stood up and said with some indignation:

"Can I lie about this? Do the northern students sitting in the meeting work for a living? Let me, a southerner, step on their face and argue in front of them."

Su Shiqian glanced at him slightly, " Why are you so angry? If you have that real material, it doesn't matter if you argue again."

Su Mingjue: "..."

You are right, but what is wrong is that he won by luck that time.

Seeing this move, Su Mingjue couldn't say anything, and looked over with sideways eyes. "There's no need to discuss this matter."

Su Shiqian remained silent, admiring the painting he had just finished.

Seeing that there was no room for discussion, Su Mingjue reluctantly agreed.

"By the way, I've drank the tea on your table, and it's a bit unpleasant." Su Mingjue was a little angry, and he said to Su Shiqian before leaving.

When Su Shiqian heard this, he looked at the table and saw only some tea leaves left in the white blue and white porcelain cup. He became heartbroken and said,

"This is the Hancui Mountain, and it was ruined by a little bastard like you chewing peonies. I usually... I’m not even willing to drink it! I only drank it once in half a year!”

...

Su Mingjue’s maternal grandfather Wang Dunhui was a great Confucian in the South and was known as “the greatest Confucian in the South”. He was knowledgeable and easy to discuss, so Academic discussion meetings are often held in the mansion, which are the "talking meetings" respected by northern students.

Su Mingjue followed the Jinling couple back home and met the discussion meeting that day.

Wangfu Qingliu Terrace.

Su Mingjue followed Su Shiqian and whispered: "Dad, do you really want me to participate? If I can't do it, wouldn't it be a shame for you?"

Su Shiqian turned around a corridor and said calmly, "That's right. As you said, your face comes from you, and the shame will naturally be yours. What does it have to do with me?"

Su Mingjue looked at Su Shiqian's handsome back and secretly thought that this old man Su was thinking ahead!

But for a moment, he lowered his eyes again and persuaded: " Having said that, father and son are one and the same, both prosperous and destructive. If I am embarrassed, wouldn't this easily happen to you?"

Su Shiqian passed through a hanging flower door and said with a smile: "I am the King of Jinling, who dares to do this? "Tell me"

Su Mingjue: "..."

It makes so much sense! It's impossible to refute.

Su Mingjue held her breath and continued: "I dare not say it to your face, but there must be a lot of people laughing at you behind your back!"

Seeing that the front was approaching, Su Shiqian stopped, Yun Danfeng straightened his clothes, and turned back to Su Mingjue. Said:

"Since I said it behind my back, I must not have heard it. Since I couldn't hear it, why would it be embarrassing to say it?"

Su Mingjue was tongue-tied. He paused and looked at Su Shiqian and said, "Father is so eloquent. How can I say it?" I think you should come to participate in this debate!"

Su Shiqian glanced at him faintly, "I don't mind, but don't you want to know about Rong Zheng?"

After saying that, he strode forward.

Su Mingjue stood there alone for a moment, paused for a long time, smacked his lips, and then followed.

That’s it! Now that you’re here, let’s just go ahead!

A group of people were sitting on the mats in front of the pavilion. When they saw King Jinling entering, they stood up and bowed their hands. Su Shiqian nodded in return, with a very humble attitude. It wasn't

until he reached the front that he saluted the person in the middle: "Uncle-in-law."

Wang Dunhui nodded, pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Sit down."

Su Mingjue followed behind and entered, not much. He knew that he was a junior and these scholars looked down upon him.

Walking straight to the front, when he saw Wang Dunhui, he bowed respectfully: "Grandpa."

When Wang Dunhui saw Su Mingjue arriving, he touched his beard and said with a smile on his face: "Mingjue When did you come back?"

Su Mingjue bowed and responded: "I just arrived in Jinling three days ago." As soon as he finished speaking, a man with eyebrows and beard looked over at him, "This is the

Su Mingjue who quarreled with the northern scholars."

After hearing the words, Dunhui looked at the speaker, nodded and introduced: "Exactly, this son is my grandson Su Mingjue, whose surname is Yuanji. He has just returned from studying in the capital."

After speaking, Wang Dunhui introduced Su Mingjue again: "This is Tan Ding Tan Da Ru."

Upon hearing this, Su Mingjue immediately turned sideways and saluted Tan Ding, "Hello, Tan Da Ru."

When Tan Ding saw him saluting, he nodded slightly, and then said something to him. Take a look.

Seeing his baby-like face, red lips and white teeth, he couldn't believe it and said: "This guy looks young and has a very delicate figure. He really got into a verbal war with a northern scholar."

Zhao Shen, who was sitting below Tingyan said with a smile: "Why do you sound so unconvinced by Mr. Tan's words? Since ancient times, there have been many young and promising people!"

Tan Ding laughed and said: "It's not that I despise him, but I didn't expect that this guy looks so weak, but he can make those tough guys in the north speechless."

As he said that, he stepped forward and patted Su Mingjue on the shoulder: " Boy, good job!"

Su Mingjue endured a shoulder pain, pursed her lips and smiled, "Tan Daru is ridiculous, the student is just a fluke."

Tan Ding saw that although Su Mingjue's face was fair, his demeanor was not shrinking. Generous and self-effacing, he nodded, "It's good to be so talented and knowledgeable at such a young age, but not frivolous."

Su Mingjue smiled and didn't reply, only hoping that after these people had finished looking at him, he could return to his seat.

While he was deep in thought, a tall and handsome man on the left asked him: "You also wrote the popular "Dream of Red Mansions" in the capital."

Su Mingjue licked his lips and did not dare to answer, so he could only smile stiffly.

He was lucky enough to say a few words in a chat and could still bear it with a shy face, but he didn't dare to keep "Dream of Red Mansions" as his own, so he could only deal with it silently.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhao Shen looked at him modestly and said with a smile: "You also wrote this book very well. Although the book is more resentful, the language is beautiful and the words are extremely elegant, but it is not very popular after all. "