Poor Lady Chapter 12: Face to face

In the study room of Taiwei's mansion, Liu Muhan laid several pieces of Buddha embroidery flat on the desk, carefully looked at them, and finally his eyes fell on the pair of Buddha statues embroidered by Qi Surong. It was still hard for him to believe that this Buddha embroidery was done by Qi Surong, not to mention that she is only sixteen years old now, and with her usual character, it is very impossible for her to embroider such fine embroidery.

The stitches and threads are uniform and fine, without any flaws. What is even more amazing is that the back of the embroidery is another scene. The color is brightly different from the front. The back is embroidered with gold and silver threads to form a golden Buddha. , like the light of Buddha. The two sides are distinct and seamless. It's amazing!

The previous price of this Buddha embroidery was nine hundred and ninety-nine taels, which is not low, but now it seems that four thousand taels may not be worthless.

At this moment, Liu Qian'er walked into the study and brought Liu Muhan a cup of ginseng tea. Seeing some embroidery on the desk, she smiled and said, "Is this a gift for mother?"

"Well, what do you think?" Liu Muhan took a sip of ginseng tea and stepped aside.

Liu Qian'er stepped forward and looked at it carefully, nodded and said: "These embroidery works are all top-grade, but this one is the most spiritual, and it is superior."

She was referring to Qi Surong's embroidery.

"My younger sister's vision is really the same as that of a brother." Liu Muhan praised.

Liu Qian'er pursed her lips and smiled: "So, brother is planning to give this embroidery to mother?"

Liu Muhan nodded: "Exactly."

There was a hint of reluctance in his tone.

Liu Qian'er glanced at him and said, "If brother is reluctant, why don't you stay at home? When mother comes back, you can still send it off. Now that you send it there, you must stay in the temple."

Liu Muhan thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Forget it, let's send it there. If my mother comes back and finds out that I left better Buddha embroidery at home, I'm afraid she will blame me for being disrespectful to gods and Buddhas."

"Hee hee." Liu Qian'er couldn't help laughing, and then asked, "Where did you buy this embroidery?"

"Yunrong Xiuzhuang."

"So it's this one." She didn't ask Xiu Niang's name any more, as long as she asked one more question, she would know that Qi Surong was the owner of Xiuzhuang.

"Sister, what do you think of Miss Qi's family?" Liu Muhan asked casually.

"Huh?" Liu Qian'er asked strangely, "Why did my brother suddenly ask about this person?"

"Just curious. After all, the qualifications of the Qi family in the capital are a bit higher than that of the Liu family. It is a bit embarrassing to be down and down now."

Liu Qian'er said indifferently: "Qi Surong's temperament is the same as her father's. She has always had her eyes high above her head, and she has no one in her eyes. The current fate is their own fault."

Liu Muhan was a little surprised by his sister's harsh words.

Liu Qian'er also seemed to realize that this remark was inappropriate, and said again: "My sister just thinks that it is a blessing in misfortune for them to save their lives. If there is a chance in the future, maybe they can revive the family. Su Rong She used to be my best friend, even if there is something wrong with her, I don't want to see her in poverty. If my brother has any news about her, please let me know, I also want to help."

Liu Muhan opened his mouth, but in the end he did not tell her about the Buddha embroidery. He himself was not very sure, and it would not be too late to talk about it after he was sure.

Fortunately, he didn't say much, otherwise he would cause big trouble for the Qi family for no reason, and Qi Surong barely escaped.

Beside the Mirror Lake Pavilion.

Qi Surong and Miss Zhang's family were sitting in the gazebo, drinking tea and playing chess.

"I'm really sorry last month, I couldn't make the appointment due to something at home." Qi Surong apologized.

"Miss, you don't need to apologize. When everyone is inconvenient, am I the kind of person who is unreasonable?" Miss Zhang's expression was soft and there was no anger.

Qi Surong smiled, stopped talking and concentrated on the chess game.

After a while, Qi Surong suddenly asked: "Miss, is there something on your mind?"

Miss Zhang paused for a moment, "Why do you see that?"

"Miss seems a little absent-minded in her chess moves today."

Miss Zhang put down the chess pieces and frowned.

"Miss, what's on your mind, can you tell me?" Qi Surong still has a good impression of this gentle and dignified Miss Zhang. In the previous life, if her father hadn't been rude, she wouldn't have annoyed her.

Miss Zhang hesitated for a while, and said: "My father plans to find a marriage for me in the near future."

"This is a good thing." Qi Surong said with a smile, "A boy should marry a girl. With Miss's appearance, she should be able to marry a good family."

"I know, my father has always loved me very much." Miss Zhang said gently, "He gave me two families and let me choose by myself."

"Oh? Which two households?"

"One household is the second son of King Wang Duan of the Wang family in the south of the city, who is also the younger brother of the master Wang Jing, and the other household is Master Zhangzhi Huaizhang, a doctor of the fourth gate of Zhangfu in the west of the city."

Qi Surong asked: "Who does Miss want?"

Miss Zhang said: "My family is a merchant. Although it has a lot of family background, it is not qualified to attach to the family. The second son of Wang is also a merchant, but he is in the same family as my family, and he has an elder brother from the fifth rank. And that Mr. Zhang, at the age of 30, has been an official for five years, and is still a seventh-rank official. My father thinks that he may be honest and responsible, but he has no hope of being promoted to a noble, and he is still unmarried, so he may have a hidden disease .”

"That is to say, Miss Wang is more interested in the second son?"

Miss Zhang didn't respond, she just stared at the chessboard in a daze.

Zhang Zhihuai, Wang Duan...Qi Surong seemed to have an impression, tried hard to remember, and finally remembered! In her previous life, because her father had a lawsuit with the Zhang family, she paid close attention to the Zhang family's movements for a while. When Ms. Zhang got married, there was a sensation, because Zhang's father, who was eager to love her daughter, prepared an extremely rich dowry for her daughter. The welcoming team almost lined up from the south of the city to the north of the city, enviing countless girls who were waiting to be married.

But within half a year, Ms. Zhang's marriage turned into a tragedy. The second son Wang she chose was lustful, and after marriage, he still lingered in the flowers, and finally died suddenly on the bed of a prostitute.

Afterwards, Qi Surong didn't pay attention to her news any more. He only knew that Second Young Master Zhang's mother loves her son like fate and is quite superstitious. Ms. Zhang's life must be difficult for the rest of her life.

On the other hand, Zhang Zhihuai is a typical late bloomer. He got married late and was slow to get promoted, but he was down-to-earth, low-key and had a smooth life. Before Qi Surong died, he seemed to be sitting in the position of Zhongshu Shilang.

Qi Surong hesitated for a while, and said: "Miss, I heard that the Second Young Master Wang often goes in and out of the Fengyue place..."

"I know this too." Ms. Zhang said softly, "My father said that when a man acts outside, he will inevitably need to socialize, and his character cannot be judged by this."

Qi Su endured it, but in the end he didn't want to see Miss Zhang fall into the fire pit, and said: "I have met this second son Wang several times."

"Oh?" Ms. Zhang's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked, "How?"

Qi Surong straightened his expression, and said cautiously: "Next, miss can treat me as nonsense, but I still want to tell you. If you offend me, please don't blame me."

"Girl, it's okay to say." Seeing her expression like this, Miss Zhang couldn't help becoming nervous.

"To tell you the truth, miss, I actually know quite a lot about the art of making faces." Qi Surong said solemnly, "The second prince of the king seems to have beautiful features, but his face is darkened, faintly revealing the appearance of early death. The eyes are the most clear. People's hearts, this person's eyes are cloudy, his spirit is listless, his blood is low, and his daily behavior may be quite disorderly, so he is not a good son-in-law."

Miss Zhang's complexion changed slightly, she took a closer look at Qi Surong for a few times, seeing that her eyes were clear and unfaltering, she couldn't help but believe her a little bit.

"Miss, this matter is related to your lifelong happiness, even if you don't believe my words, you can send someone to investigate it yourself." Qi Surong persuaded sincerely.

"I understand." Miss Zhang nodded, "Let's end today's chess game, I lost."

"Winning or losing a game of chess is nothing to worry about, but you can't afford to lose in a big marriage. Miss, be careful."

After Miss Zhang left with her servants, Qi Surong sat alone in the gazebo, admiring the scenery.

She can see the future of others, but she cannot see her own future. Even if you have the advantage of foresight, you have to be extremely cautious.

She can't afford to lose.

When I got home, I heard shouts coming from the backyard. Father Qi was training several of his disciples.

Qi Surong smiled, went into the kitchen and made a pot of herbal tea, let it cool, and sent it to his father and his disciples to relieve the heat.

Afterwards, she called Ping'er over to cook together. Now the family is short of staff, mother, nanny and maids are all busy with Xiuzhuang, Qi Surong will cook by himself when he is free. She had lived a difficult life alone for several years, doing everything by herself, and she had already lost her original arrogance and childishness.

I remember that the first time she cooked, Qi's mother was taken aback. She couldn't believe that her daughter who never touched Yang Chunshui could cook? Although it was just a side dish at home, it was enough to shock people.

It was not until more than a month later that Qi's mother finally adapted to Qi Surong's changes. Different from the pampered and pampered woman in the past, now she is not afraid of being dirty or tired, she is a little less elegant like a lady, but more vigorous and firm like a green pine.

Heaven and earth have no heart, and everything is true.

Straight to the strong mountains. There is no equal in beauty.

A millennium is full of experience and frost.

Support Tianque is high and straight, far away from the spring breeze and blue clouds. ("Poetry Inscribed on Pine and Strange Rock")

One month later, when Qi Surong heard that Miss Zhang had quit the Wang family and chose Zhang Zhihuai, a smile appeared on her face.

Miss Zhang's marriage is scheduled for two months later. At the beginning of her marriage, she still felt a little regretful, because Zhang Zhihuai's appearance was mediocre, his personality was not outstanding, and the only thing worthy of praise was He is good at writing and good at chess.

But in less than half a year, the news of the sudden death of the second young master Wang in the brothel spread widely. Ms. Zhang was lucky, and she was very grateful to Qi Surong. From then on, she confided in her heart and regarded her as her best friend.