"It's okay to say it, girl." Seeing her look like this, Miss Zhang couldn't help but get nervous.

"Don't hide it from the young lady, I'm actually quite familiar with face-to-face skills." Qi Surong said solemnly, "The second son of the king seems to have beautiful eyebrows, but his Yintang is darkened, revealing the image of premature death. The eyes are the most penetrating, this People with cloudy eyes, lethargic spirit, and lack of energy, may behave in a disorderly manner on weekdays, and they are not a good husband-in-law."

Miss Zhang's face changed slightly, she looked at Qi Surong carefully and saw that her eyes were clear and not falsified, she couldn't help but believe it.

"Miss, this matter is related to your lifelong happiness. Even if you don't believe what I say, you can send someone to check it in person." Qi Surong said sincerely.

"I understand." Miss Zhang nodded, "This is the end of today's chess game, I lost."

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

After Miss Zhang left with the servant, Qi Surong sat alone in the pavilion, enjoying the scenery.

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

She can't afford to lose either.

When got home, heard the sound of shouting from the backyard. Father Qi was training several of his disciples.

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

Then, she called Ping'er over to cook together. Now that the family is short-staffed, the mother, nanny and maids are all busy with Xiuzhuang, and Qi Surong will cook by herself when she is free. She had lived a hard life alone for several years, doing everything by herself, and her arrogance and childishness had long since faded away.

I remember when she was cooking for the first time, she surprised Qi's mother a lot. She couldn't believe that her daughter, who never touched her hands, could actually cook? Although it's just some common dishes at home, it's enough to make people startled.

It wasn't until more than a month later that Mother Qi finally adapted to Qi Surong's changes. Different from the pampering in the past, now she is not afraid of getting dirty or tired. She is a little less elegant, but more vigorous and firm like a pine.

Heaven and earth have no heart, and all things are precious.

Straight dry mountains. Incomparable beauty.

Experience and frost, thousands of years are not over.

Support the sky tower high and straight, far away from the spring breeze and blue clouds. ("Poem on the Picture of the Pine and Strange Stone")

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

Miss Zhang's marriage was scheduled for two months later. At the beginning of her marriage, she still felt a little bit of remorse, because Zhang Zhihuai's appearance was plain, and his personality was not outstanding. The only thing that was commendable was his excellent writing. Good characters and good chess skills.

But within half a year, the news of Wang Er Gongzi's sudden death in a brothel spread. Miss Zhang was so fortunate, she was very grateful to Qi Surong, and since then she has trusted him, regarded her as a close friend, and admired his face-to-face skills, making him a strange person...

☆、Chapter 13 Persuasion

With the extra money, Qi Surong set aside part of it, changed all the family's sheets and bedding, and opened two plots in the front yard to grow some vegetables.

The days passed in a busy and peaceful way, and before knew it, the golden autumn arrived, and Xu Chen, whom Qi Surong had been waiting for, finally entered the capital.

At the same time, someone recommended Baiyang Academy to Qi's father. The scale of this academy is second only to the official school. The branch has a special children's school, and many children from rich families and talented people study here.

Qi's father was quite moved, and Qi Surong immediately found his father and persuaded him to let Subao worship Xu Chen.

"Xu Chen?" Father Qi had been in contact with Xu Chen, and he did not speak highly of this person. He was worried that he would miss Su Bao's studies, and he did not agree with his daughter's proposal.

Qi Surong said: "Baiyang Academy is located in the mountains and forests, far from home. Su Bao is young, and if he encounters trouble, he will be out of reach."

In the last life, Su Bao entered the Baiyang Academy, and he was bullied a lot later. Among them, the people who Qi Surong had once offended helped fuel the flames.

"A man always wants to be independent. We will buy him an older book boy to take care of his daily life. With this arrangement, there should be no worries." Father Qi didn't care about these trivial matters.

Qi Surong smiled bitterly, and continued to persuade: "Father, Baiyang Academy is very famous, with complicated students and many factions. The Qi family is not as good as before, and Subao is in it, and it is inevitable that people will not look down upon him."

Father Qi's face sank, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Qi Surong knew that he didn't like to hear it, but he had to say, "Dad, no matter how you decide, my daughter hopes that you will first consider the current situation of the Qi family."

Father Qi pursed his lips tightly, the veins on his fisted arm were exposed, and after a long silence he said in a fit of anger, "Let Subao decide for himself."

Let Su Bao decide for himself? Qi Surong was sure that Subao would definitely choose Baiyang Academy.

Compared with a stranger who has never heard of it, Baiyang Academy's name is obviously more attractive.

Qi Surong remembered that Su Bao met Xu Chen on the way to accompany his mother to the temple to worship incense in the previous life. The mother did not refuse at that time, went home to discuss with Qi's father, and finally gave up for various reasons.

In one's life, there are often all kinds of opportunities. The wise are good at it, the fair are neglected, and the foolish are abandoned.

One step away, a thousand miles wrong.

Although she could not guarantee that Su Bao would have a good future if she joined Xu Chen's door, at least she would not be implicated due to various open and secret struggles and power struggles.

"Subao, how about going out with my sister?" Qi Surong leaned against the window of the study and smiled at the little boy who was practicing calligraphy.

"Don't go." Su Bao gave his sister a sideways glance, and buried his head in writing.

"I'll buy you a thousand-layer cake." Qi Surong made persistent efforts.

Su Bao's hand paused for a moment, then continued to wave.

"And Su Zhazi, mincemeat cake and jujube cake."

Su Bao raised his head and said solemnly, "Add another roast duck."