After Qing Chuan, she became the fourth master's sweetheart

"Of course poets only think about his words." Wu Jingrui said nonsense.

Suining said, "Then he doesn't like people, but he likes words, so strange. Then my daughter should not like such people in the future."

Wu Jingrui pretended not to understand, "Oh? Why?"

Suining was dissatisfied and said: "My wife is gone, and he is still in the mood to write lyrics. What's so good about writing lyrics? Is there anyone there? Is there a good-looking woman? He loves poetry, but he doesn't love his wife or confidante. That's not good."

Wu Jingrui couldn't help laughing.

Suining threw herself into her arms, "My daughter will find someone who is full of me in the future, just like Er Niang."

Wu Jingrui patted her on the back, "Nonsense, what's so good about Erniang? She's just a concubine, and you will be a regular wife in the future."

Suining giggled, "That's fine, Ama can only see Erniang."

Little hairy girl, she knows a lot.

However, Sibeile didn't just look at her alone.

Wu Jingrui doesn't know how to discipline children. Apart from teaching Suining to read, she just lets her do whatever she wants.

Even Nalan's poems, she can read them whenever she wants, but she has learned those hurtful thoughts, and she will suffer a disadvantage in choosing a husband in the future, so she should make some adjustments.

Fortunately, Suining has a cheerful temperament, he just watched it for fun, but didn't take it into his heart.

Outside, the snow gradually stopped.

Sibeile came on snow, entered the house, took off his cloak, and walked in.

Suining got up and ran over happily.

"Ama!"

Sibeile supported her shoulders, bent down to hug Suining, sat down on the couch, his brows and eyes melted like glaciers, "What did you do today?"

Suining frowned, "Read a book with my mother."

Four Baylor is very satisfied.

Suining said again: "After reading the poem on drinking water, Nalan Rongruo is too annoying."

Sibeile raised his eyebrows, puzzled.

Wu Jingrui coughed, signaling that Suining should let it go.

Suining didn't seem to hear it, and muttered unhappily, "Er Niang said that if Nalan Rong is a poet, so he only loves poetry and doesn't love women, what good is poetry?"

Sibeile frowned and glanced at Wu Jingrui.

Wu Jingrui looked away guiltily.

Nalan Rongruo was a poet in the current dynasty, he was a Jinshi, he served as a guard in the palace, and was appreciated by the emperor. He can be called a generation of young talents.

Unfortunately, he died young.

Sibeile also knew him, and mentioned his admiration and regret for Nalan Rongruo, saying that he was the only person with a pure mind and was not polluted by the world.

Wu Jingrui was not reconciled, and retorted, "That's the truth, isn't Nalan Rongruo just a favorite word?"

Sibei Le shook his head, helplessly, "Rong Ruo has read poetry and books, and is a man of temperament, what do you say? You actually instilled some messy things into Suining."

"What is a mess? This is an objective fact." Wu Jingrui muttered.

Wu Jingrui also admired Nalan Rongruo, and was curious about what such a scandal-ridden and talented man looked like, but she had no chance to meet her.

But this didn't affect her complaints in the slightest.

Sibeile didn't share her knowledge, and only reminded her, "Sui Ning is still young, don't teach her these things anymore."

what happened?

These are very good, let Suining keep his eyes open in the future, don't fall in love with such a person.

Although there was nothing wrong with Nalan Rongruo, it was too hurtful for women and short-lived.

It's better to be a sunny man.

Although Suining is still young, but the ancients are precocious, it is better to establish a daughter's view of love as early as possible, and don't be spoiled by the dross thoughts of the ancients.

How about full of talent, both civil and military?Not necessarily a good person.

Wu Jingrui thought so in her heart, but said seriously: "I am teaching Suining not to only look at a person's appearance and talent. As Suining's mother-in-law, I must always be responsible for her future. It’s not easy to teach.”

Sibeile was in a trance for a moment, feeling that the Wu family in front of him seemed to be different.

It was an illusion again.

He came back to his senses and shook his head, "Why are you so serious? When Suining grows older, I will choose a good marriage for her. You don't need to worry about it."

That being the case, Suining still has to know how to judge people by himself.

Suining is eight years old, the ancients should have married when they were twelve or thirteen years old, even if they wait a few more years, they will be about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although she didn't want Suining to marry early, Suining was Sibeile's only daughter, and she would caress her at some point.

In order to prevent the emperor from choosing Suining, arrangements should be made as soon as possible.

The Sakda family is Fujin, and it should be Sakda's plan for the concubine's children, but the Sakda family will definitely not arrange the marriage for Suining.

Sibeile said early on that she would personally intervene in Suining's marriage.

It's just that Sakda's was never told.

Sibei Le had planned for a long time, "Sui Ning is the only daughter of the Lord, and there are many outstanding children in the family. If there is a chance, the Lord will personally inspect it. If there is a good character, he can be Suining's husband-in-law."

The father-in-law inspected it himself, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Wu Jingrui remembered that Sibeile's Da Gege hadn't touched Meng. He stayed in Beijing, or was betrothed to a collateral branch of the Ulanara clan in Fujin.

But died shortly after the marriage.

It can be seen that the married person is not a good person.

This time, Wu Jingrui was determined not to let Suining marry her original husband.

It really depends on Sibeile to take good care of his eyes.

The marriage between Hongyun and Hongshi, the Sakda family can't decide, Sibeile has to take care of it.

The key is Suining, if Sakda gets involved, she can't do anything about it.

Fortunately, Si Baylor is enough to favor Suining.

Sibeile asked Suining to go out to play, and took Wu Jingrui's hand, "Come here and give me a shoulder squeeze."

Wu Jingrui got up and went behind him, helping him squeeze his shoulders, seeing that his brows and eyes were a little tired, as if he was bothered by something.

"Why are you bothered?"

Sibeile didn't say anything, but his face was stern and exhausted.

Wu Jingrui knew it was a court affair.

Ever since Suo'etu was bestowed to death, Sibeile seldom had a relaxing time. He spent most of his time in the study, and occasionally came to the backyard with a lot of worries.

Suo'etu was sentenced to death, and the one who suffered was the prince, and Sibeile followed the prince's affairs, so it was inevitable that he would be angered.

Although Wu Jingrui could not get any news from the outside world, she could more or less guess that it must be because of the prince.

Whenever at this time, Wu Jingrui knew not to disturb him, so she just silently squeezed his shoulders to relieve his fatigue, and waited for him to recover by himself.

But Sibeile came here not only for her to squeeze his shoulders to relieve his fatigue.

With more experience, Wu Jingrui knew that Si Bei Le had been suppressed for a long time, and always wanted to find ways to vent.

At this time, Sibeile is not a sympathetic person.

After a simple dinner and some hot tea, Sibeile pulled her in.

It was dead of night, and the wind was biting cold.

It was as warm as spring in the house.

In the middle of the night, Sibeile hugged her and said, "I haven't seen you for a while, do you miss me?"

They hadn't seen each other for about ten days.

In other words, Si Baylor hadn't entered the backyard for ten days.

Wu Jingrui closed her eyes, said silently, "Fortunately, I know you are busy."

The other women had waited longer than this, and when Sibeile returned to the backyard, she was always the first to see.

Sibeile laughed, a heartless little thing.