The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Chapter 137: Mu Ya's Female Collects Poems

After fooling Baoyu, Feng Ziying arrived a few moments later. The four of them talked, laughed, ate, and drank until the end of the Shen [5 p.m.].

At the door, they teased the two little elephants and said some nonsense about, "getting together another day.” Then they boarded the carriage to say goodbye.

After Sun Shaozong got on the carriage, he leaned on the pillow, but suddenly found that the angle of the pillow was slightly different from that when he got off the carriage, and there was a faint smell in the carriage

Zhang Cheng, the coachman, was a law-abiding man. He never dared to come in and rummage about!

Sun Shaozong was immediately awakened from the alcohol effect. He spread out his sleeve and wrapped his right hand. He then reached over and gently opened the pillow, and saw a dirty oil paper bag lying inside the apricot-colored cushion.

If it was a trap, it should not be so weird.

However, Sun Shaozong still tried to open it carefully. He untied the oil paper package, but he saw that there was nothing inside. Only a graffiti of a small man with a big knife, surrounded by four walls that was painted with charcoal.

Tch!

Sun Shaozong immediately understood. It must be Ding Xiu who was trapped in the city and could not move forward or retreat. He wanted Sun Shaozong to find him and help him escape.

But…

Even if the Dragon Guard has extra staff at the city gate, it should not be difficult for Ding Xiu to get out of the city, right?

But now that he has asked, he might as well give an idea at random.

When he got home, Sun Shaozong drew a picture of a man carrying a load out of the city. He threw it into the carriage and told Zhang Cheng to tie two vicious dogs to the carriage. He then went back to the backyard.

Arriving in the hall, Ruan Rong was leaning on the couch, caressing her bulging belly.

Ordinarily, this point should be earlier than her nap time.

Sun Shaozong was worried. He hurried forward and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Is it because you were tired yesterday when enjoying the flowers?"

Ruan Rong smiled, shook her head, and said, "I'm not so delicate. Now, come here and listen. The child is moving inside."

"Really?!"

Sun Shaozong hurried forward and put his ear on her belly. After a while, he cried happily, "It moved, it moved, the child indeed moved! Even your belly has been kicked up by him!"

Ruan Rong rolled her eyes at him. "What kick? It was his fist."

"This boy really takes after me."

Sun Shaozong said proudly, "He hasn't been born yet, but his fist is stronger than others' legs. I'm sure he can defeat 100 people alone someday"

However, Ruan Rong seriously corrected him, "What is one to a hundred enemies? My son will be admitted to the Imperial Examination in the future!"

Tch!

Ruan Rong used to scorn those useless scholars, but since she conceived a child, she always thought about winning the list. It seems that women and mothers are two different creatures.

"That's right."

Ruan Rong suddenly remembered something and smiled. "If you want your son to be a successful candidate for the Imperial Examination, you may have to wait, but our family will soon have a talented woman!"

"A talented woman?"

Sun Shaozong wondered and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't Xiangling see some sour poems on the wall of the Xuanzhen Temple yesterday?" Ruan Rong said with a smile, "That girl came back and became obsessed so I bought her some poetry anthologies of the Tang and Song Dynasties. Today, she has been reading in the West Wing most of the day, and has not even eaten lunch."

She was a very lively girl, how did she suddenly catch this scholarly disease?

Sun Shaozong chatted with Ruan Rong again and left for the West Wing to see how Xiangling got lost.

But when he entered the west chamber, he heard Xiangling murmuring repeatedly, “The desert is full of smoke, and the long river is full with the round setting sun.”

Sun Shaozong was impatient to continue listening in the corner. He pushed the door and said with a smile, "Wang Mojie's poem "Make the Fortress" is concise and comprehensive, it should not be so difficult to understand."

"Ah!"

Seeing that it was Sun Shaozong who came in, Xiangling hurriedly jumped up and put the poetry collection away carefully. She then blushed and said, "I'm just fooling around. Don’t mind me."

"Is it really just for fun?"

Sun Shaozong deliberately said, "I was thinking of getting a female teacher to teach you if you really like these things. Since it's just for fun, then......"

"Master!"

Xiangling ignored this and said, "I used to listen to Madam... Lady Xue talked about poetry with others, and I couldn't help but envy her secretly. If I could have three points of her talent in my life, it would be worth dying..."

Sun Shaozong covered her small mouth and said, "Why do you keep saying the word dying with you?"

At first, it was just a joke to look for a female teacher, but Sun Shaozong was planning to do so when he saw Xiangling's gaffe.

With the financial resources of the Sun family, it's not a big deal to ask a female teacher to teach his concubine how to read. Even if Xiangling couldn’t learn anything, it's just a diversion.

If she could learn something from it, the children would not have to look for outsiders to help them study in the future.

With this in mind, Sun Shaozong reached out and took her into his arms. He leaned close to her earlobe and blew a hot breath. "It's not difficult for you to learn poetry. As long as you can make me happy, I can invite ten of them for you, not to mention one woman."

Xiangling naturally knows what he meant. She lowered her head in shame, and then suggested, "I can't even recognize words yet. It's a waste to invite a female teacher. Why don't you let Ying'er come back and teach me how to learn thousands of words and hundreds of family names? It's not too late to invite a female teacher by then."

Sun Shaozong frowned when he heard the words. "Why did you suddenly mention her? Did she come to you and say something?"

After Xu Chunsheng was disposed of that day, Sun Shaozong turned around and sent Ying'er to the house of his Elder Brother.

Sun Shaozong had no interest in such a scheming bitch who was thoughtless and disinterested.

Sun Shaozu was different though. As long as her figure and appearance are acceptable, she was always welcomed. Also, if she wanted to be a concubine, she has plenty of opportunities!

But…

It seemed that Ying'er didn’t want such an opportunity.

Although Xiangling heard that Sun Shaozong was unhappy, she bravely thought of Ying'er's pitiful appearance and said, "She was ostracized from the Elder Master’s room, so she wanted to..."

“What kind of mindset is this?!”

Without waiting for her to finish, Sun Shaozong scolded, "If she comes again, let her serve the Elder Master wholeheartedly. Don't think about some stupid stuff! Not to mention that she is just a servant girl now, even if she becomes a concubine in the future, it will not be her turn to decide!"

This was not only for Ying'er to listen to, but also to warn Xiangling not to meddle in the trivial affairs in his Eldest Brother's house.

Xiangling did not dare to intercede with Ying’er after she was scolded.

To let her take his words in mind, Sun Shaozong slept in the living room of the main room that night. Not to mention how worried Xiangling was about her gains and losses that night.

The next morning, Zhao Zhongji hurried to find Sun Shaozong. He said that a thief had sneaked into the mansion last night, and secretly stole the two dogs tied to the carriage…