Chapter 162 Shi Xiangyun, a talented woman

Chang Lan went into Ningguo Mansion with a feeling of apprehension. She had gone through ups and downs over the years, but she was not very afraid.

The worst that can happen is that you will be laughed at again.

Mrs. Zhang personally came to receive her, took her to meet Mrs. You, and then took her to sit in the backyard.

Along the way, she was moved by Zhang's gentleness, and she sincerely admired the kindness of Duke Ningguo.

Even the wife of her parents, the prefect of Yizhou, had never received her so politely.

There is no official wife who does not despise her. They either despise her for being as rough as a man, or they despise her for being calculating.

Yingchun, Tanchun and others had been waiting for her early. When they saw the person, they were startled at first and looked at her with big eyes, very curious.

Shi Xiangyun was the liveliest one. He came up and asked, "Are you really a woman?"

"I look like a man no matter how I look."

Xichun asked: "Brother Rong said that you are amazing. You have shouldered the burden of a family by yourself. You are a heroine. Is it true?"

This group of girls is so innocent that Chang Lan doesn't know how to deal with them.

"Let's go inside and sit down." Mrs. Zhang invited her inside.

Everyone made way for Chang Lan to sit in the room.

Chang Lan also met the legendary Jia family Baoyu, who was born with jade. She saw Baoyu wearing a silver crown with hair tied, holding two dragons to go to the sea to wipe his forehead, wearing white python arrow sleeves, surrounded by a silver belt with beads, and his face was like a spring flower.

, the eyes are like paint.

Chang Lan thought that the name was well-deserved, and it was indeed like a 'treasure' and a 'jade'.

Chang Lan bowed to everyone one by one, and then presented the gifts she brought.

They were all gifts she had prepared in a hurry yesterday. They were not expensive, but cleverly designed to make them look fresh.

Only Xichun was not very interested. "I already have all these things, and Brother Rong gave me a lot of them."

Hearing these words, this person must be Miss Xichun from Ningguo Mansion, Mr. Jia’s aunt.

People say that Miss Xichun, although she is not a direct descendant, is still a deeply loved girl. Now it seems that she is right.

Chang Lan: "In my rush to come down here, I didn't bring anything good from Yizhou. I will go back next time and find a Sichuan noodle puppet for the girl. It is made to imitate the face-changing opera and can tear off the face one by one."<

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"It's so interesting, you must bring it next time."

Shi Xiangyun played with the gift in his hand and asked her: "What is the most thrilling thing you have ever encountered?"

"Do you want to hear the story of a boat capsized on a river, or a tiger encountered on a hill?"

The girls' eyes widened, and they were scared to death when they saw the black shadow in the middle of the night. Unexpectedly, the story of this girl from the Chang family was even more thrilling.

"Come and listen to what you have to say."

Mrs. Zhang: "Just say it, it's okay. The kitchen has prepared the shocking soup. If you are scared, just have a bowl of soup later."

Chang Lan then told her story.

With a little decoration, she can tell her stories with ups and downs. She often interacts with people, which gives her a clever mouth, and the stories she tells are more exciting than those told by storytellers outside.

The masters of the Jia family listened with great interest, and sometimes followed the plot and cursed the villains for being heartless and vicious.

When they heard that Chang Lan turned danger into good luck, they all applauded and praised Chang Lan for her good job and her extraordinary wit.

When Chang Lan was disheartened when she heard that Chang Lan had been treated unfairly, they would encourage her so that it would not be like this next time.

Shi Xiangyun was inspired by Chang Lan's story, and she wrote a story in vernacular that afternoon.

On the way back to Rongguo Mansion, Jia Baoyu said: "It's really hard for a woman to live like her. Sister Baochai, you must not be like her."

"A beautiful flower must not be as filthy as a man's."

Tanchun disagreed, "I think it's good for her to do this. No matter how difficult it is, we have to face it."

"No, that's not the case. Sister Tanchun, do you also imagine her living like that? Sister Baochai, tell me, who is right?"

Xue Baochai smiled and did not say who was right or wrong.

I felt sleepy at noon during the Spring Festival, so I didn’t interrupt.

Shi Xiangyun stayed in Xichun's courtyard. While she was writing the storybook, she asked Xichun if the writing was correct.

Xichun read it and felt itchy herself, so she picked up a pen to add some more.

With their passion, they wrote ten pieces of paper eloquently.

After I finished writing, I showed it to Mrs. Zhang, who made a few more comments.

They work together to supplement the story.

Mrs. Zhang: "It's so well written. I will definitely praise you when I come back."

Yaqing and other maids all said congratulations.

Throughout the afternoon, Shi Xiangyun waited for Jia Rong's return with a sense of pride.

While the two were waiting, they carefully re-written the story in the most beautiful calligraphy, and also used red ink to trace the exciting parts with a circle of lace.

Towards the end of the application period, they confidently put the story in the most prominent position.

At Youshi, at two quarters of Youshi, and at the end of Youshi, Jia Rong had not returned home. They were impatient to wait, so they went to the front yard to wait.

At Xu Shi, the two of them sat side by side on the threshold of the hanging flower door, holding their faces in their palms and looking forward.

At a quarter of an hour, Dongzi ran back in a hurry.

The two stood up excitedly. Before they could say anything, Dongzi spoke first.

"Miss Xichun, Miss Shi, uncle is not at home for dinner today, so dinner will have to wait."

The two excited little faces fell down, and the shoulders that were hunched with excitement dropped heavily.

"Oh."

Shi Xiangyun: "What can happen? You should go home after you are released from office. My uncles will all go home."

Dongzi explained: "The editors-in-chief of the newspaper were released, and I took them to the hot spring pool to wash away their bad luck. By the way, I want to talk about the affiliation of the newspaper. Miss Shi, please don't be angry. What can I do to you?"

Cui Wei and Caiping immediately told the story about the masters writing scripts and rushed to tell the story.

Finally, they praised me again.

Cui Wei: "My girl is very attentive."

Caiping: "My girl also writes very well, and my grandma said her writing is wonderful."

Dongzi learned the whole story and found an opportunity to tell Jia Rong about it at night.

Jia Rong read the story through a light before going to bed, and he commented: "The plot of the story is sufficient, but the emotional rendering is insufficient."

The next day, Mrs. Zhang relayed her comments, "My husband said that the emotional emphasis needs to be increased. The first 300 words should explain that she came from a miserable background, and it would be best to include the part where her father was tortured to death.

The middle three hundred words explain how the family fell apart, how she was framed and miserably married, and how she was engaged and robbed of her family property by her fiancée..."

Xichun nodded, "Yeah."

Shi Xiangyun didn't understand what he heard, "It doesn't sound like Miss Chang's story if you write it this way."

Mrs. Zhang said: "My husband-in-law told me to hide Miss Chang Da's name and the information that can represent her identity. Otherwise, you are not writing a story, but bringing trouble to Miss Chang Da."

Shi Xiangyun: "But..."

Xichun: "What Brother Rong said is right, let's just change it accordingly."

Mrs. Zhang stroked their heads and said, "My husband is very optimistic about your storybook. He said it would be better if you could write about the process of the Chang family falling apart and twisting into a rope. Your storybook will be published in three days. You want to

Write better."

When Shi Xiangyun heard that he was going to write a long storybook, he became very motivated, "I will definitely write it well."

Xichun: "But we don't have that many stories."
Chapter completed!