My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield - Chapter 22

[Chapter 22]

Su Wen drank too much and was carried out of the Prince’s Mansion by He Pingan.

Put it in the car and pull it back to Su Mansion.

I still can’t remember the poems that follow.

Of course, it’s just that Su Wen didn’t want to say it, he did it on purpose.

Broken chapter dog?

How cool!

Just to make those people feel uncomfortable.

He Pingan carried Su Wen to the front of the inner courtyard and stopped.

The rule in the house is that men are not allowed to enter the inner courtyard.

Ningshuang took Su Wen from He Ping’an and carried her back to the room.

Cui Yumian brought hot water and helped to wipe Su Wen’s face and hands together.

Su Nuannuan was also on the side, the little girl wrinkled her nose and said, “The wine smells so bad, why drink?”

Cui Yumian smiled and said, “Some people like to drink, but I actually don’t like to drink. My sister will make you a sour plum soup another day. It’s sweet and sour. It’s delicious.”

Su Nuannuan tilted her head to look at Cui Yumian and said with a smile, “Sister Cui, you want to accompany brother today! You want me to go!”

A blush appeared on Cui Yumian’s face, and she was seen through by the child.

Su Nuannuan walked over to Su Wen, kissed Su Wen lightly, and then kissed Cui Yumian, and hummed: “Hmph, my brother is drunk today, so I won’t snatch him from him, sister Cui will be fine tomorrow. You have to sleep with me.”

Su Nuannuan left, and only Ningshuang and Cui Yumian were left in the room.

Cui Yumian looked at Ningshuang and said with a smile, “Sister Ningshuang, you can stay at night and help me.”

“Yeah.” Ningshuang nodded.

“Where are you Ningshuang?” Su Wen was asleep on the bed, and Cui Yumian and Ningshuang chatted.

Ningshuang was a refugee, brought by her mother, and fled to Kyoto, and later sold herself into the Su Mansion as a maid.

Ningshuang did not hide it, and told Cui Yumian one by one.

“Master Xiang saved our mother and daughter. Later, when my mother died of illness, I grew up in Su Mansion and served Master Su Wen. I don’t remember where my hometown is, and my mother never said it.”

Cui Yumian and Ningshuang were both miserable people.

The two gradually began to chat.

In the palace, Empress Han was looking at the verse in her hand.

“If life is just as first seen, what is the sad wind and autumn painting fan…”

“What a beautiful poem, but unfortunately only one sentence.”

She is the biological mother of the prince, and she was also a top beauty back then.

But now, the years are gone, and the youth is no longer.

All that is left are the memories of the past, and when I read this poem again, I am deeply moved.

Although she is now the head of the harem, the emperor has long stopped favoring her.

Only occasionally come to chat, but rarely stay overnight.

Therefore, she loves poetry and books, and often reads poetry to entertain herself. The prince also knows that when she got such a poem, she sent it overnight.

Hope she will be happier.

It’s just that the prince didn’t know, this poem made Han’s memories of the past, and felt very sad.

It was just dawn, and the emperor had already got up, ready to go to the morning.

Emperor Zhou was considered a diligent person, and for decades, he never missed the early court.

After the government affairs report was over, Emperor Zhou returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Su Changqing was about to leave, but was stopped by a eunuch.

“Su Xiang, the Queen invites you to meet me.”

The eunuch’s order confused Su Changqing.

He had no relationship with the Queen, how could he suddenly summon him?

“I don’t know why the queen called me?” Su Changqing asked.

The eunuch shook his head and said, “The servants don’t know, but I also ask Su Xiang to move, and we’ll know when we go.”

Su Changqing nodded and went to the Queen’s place with the eunuch.

The news soon reached Emperor Zhou’s ears.

“The queen found Su Changqing? For what?”

“It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent a poem written by Prime Minister Su to the Empress last night. After reading it, the Empress was very moved. She read it several times last night and even wept faintly.

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Zhou Di said in amazement: “Su Changqing has never been outstanding in terms of words and expressions. What kind of poems can he write?”

This is true. You must know that Su Changqing has known him for many years. When it comes to political strategy, Su Changqing is definitely the top, but when it comes to poetry, in Zhou Di’s opinion, Su Changqing is probably not as good as him.

“Get out of the car, I want to see what poetry Su Changqing can write, so that the Queen will never forget it!”

In the queen’s bedroom, Su Changqing met the queen.

He bowed and said: “Su Changqing, the foreign minister, has seen Her Royal Highness the Queen, and I don’t know why Her Highness called you, why?”

Han shi stared at Su Changqing for a long time, and then sighed: “You and Your Majesty have known each other for many years. When you were talking about government affairs, drinking and playing, I often accompanied you, but I didn’t know you had such a literary talent. I am impressed.”

Su Changqing was confused: “Your Highness, where did you come from?”

With a slight gesture from Han shi, a palace maid next to him brought the paper with the poems written on it to Su Changqing.

Su Changqing picked it up and slowly chanted: “If life is just like the first time, what is the sad wind and autumn painting fan… Good poem, good poem… But what does this poem have to do with the minister?”

Han shi was slightly displeased: “Changqing, you and I are old acquaintances, why do you deceive? This poem was written by your son Su Wen during a banquet at the Prince’s Mansion last night. He said it was from your study when he was young. I only remember this sentence, I know that if I can write such verses, there must be a story behind it, I don’t ask you about the story today, I just need the verse behind you.”

Su Changqing opened his mouth wide and looked down at the verse in his hand.

I wrote this?

Su Wen read it from my study?

I’ve never seen it myself!

The problem is that this is what my own son said!

Su Changqing’s brain was running at high speed.

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At this moment, the eunuch’s voice came from outside the door: “Your Majesty is here!”

Han quickly got up to greet him.

Zhou Di walked into the hall, and laughed loudly: “I heard that Prime Minister Su wrote a good poem, which alarmed the Queen, but I want to see, Su Changqing, what poems you can write!”

The Han family was not surprised that Emperor Zhou knew about this. There was no airtight wall in this harem.

She picked up the verse and sent it to Emperor Zhou, dissatisfied: “Look, Your Majesty, this is the poem written by Chang Qing. I asked him the following words, and he pretended to be confused with me.”

Zhou Di glanced at Su Changqing with a smile on his face, took the poem and read it.

“It’s really a good word…” After reading it, Emperor Zhou understood why the queen wept last night, and why she called Su Changqing today.

Even when he read these words, he also remembered the scenes of countless first encounters, including the queen.

Thinking that he has neglected the Queen for many years, he naturally understands his feelings.

“I didn’t expect you, Changqing, to be able to write such delicate and thoughtful words, but I underestimate you.” Zhou Di said with emotion.

Su Changqing hurriedly said: “Thank you for your praise, all of them have been nurtured by you, and if you get one or two points, this minister has this masterpiece.”

Su Changqing sent the flattery first.

Sure enough, Emperor Zhou smiled even more and said, “Then you can write the follow-up poems!”

Su Changqing kept recalling that poem… This is simply killing him!

“Su Wen, you idiot!” Su Changqing roared inwardly.

[End of this Chapter]