Chapter Thirteen: Suppression
"I see, it seems that experience and skill are still essential after all."
Han Jiangxue listened to Zhang Wanru's words, but thought of something and said again: "Right, there is another question to ask Sister Wanru. Generally speaking, the flowering period should be delayed for another month, and the more precious the variety, the more difficult it is to advance the flowering period. I have never seen peonies blooming so early before, I don't know what clever trick Sister Wanru used?"
"This, I'm afraid I can't tell you for now, but if in the future you're able to cultivate top-grade Rouge of Clouds and Moonbeams on your own, then I might consider teaching you a thing or two privately."
Although Zhang Wanru couldn't openly reveal the secret, Han Jiangxue's repeated humble inquiries made her extremely happy and also made her feel particularly proud, compared to those who only knew how to praise her flowers for being beautiful, this approach was obviously more satisfying.
After a round of exchanges, Zhang Wanru looked at Han Jiangxue with much more favor, while the other noble ladies were even more shocked and amazed, not knowing when this young lady from the Han family had suddenly changed her ways, and she seemed to be in earnest, not like she was pretending.
"I didn't expect Jiang Xue to understand these things, it seems that not only has your brother changed his ways, but you too have become more and more different." Zhang Haicheng on the side was lavish with praise, obviously very appreciative of Han Jiangxue's words and actions just now. After all, planting and cultivation is a rather elegant and refined skill, being interested in it is certainly a good thing.
"Haocheng brother is absolutely right, these days sister has been at home either reading books or planting flowers, it's completely different from usual." Han Yajing took over Zhang Haocheng's words and spoke well of Han Jiangxue, her smiling face giving off a sense of natural defense.
"So, the young lady of the Han family has also become a respected lady now?" Someone in the crowd suddenly burst out laughing and asked with a tone of disbelief and ridicule, "Just half a month ago, I heard that the young lady of the Han family was involved in a fierce fight with someone. In just a few days, she's become a gentle lady and changed her personality? This acting skill is quite impressive!"
Everyone followed the sound and soon saw that it was Sheng Mengling, the legitimate daughter of the Xirong Marquis's manor, who had a mocking face. Sheng Mengling had always looked down on Han Jiangxue, and seeing Zhang Haicheng praising her in public made her even more displeased, so she immediately began to mock with a sarcastic tone.
Everyone knows how bad-tempered Han Jiangxue is, and now that someone has directly spoken out to mock her, they can't help but look at Han Jiangxue, subconsciously waiting for a good show.
But Zhang Haicheng did not think that his casual remark would bring trouble to Han Jiangxue. He was worried that the girl would lose her temper and cause trouble, but he didn't expect that Han Jiangxue, who had never been able to bear any grievances, not only didn't get angry immediately, but also smiled faintly with a calm expression.
"Miss Sheng has spoken too much, Jiang Xue never said she was a gentle lady, what's the point of putting on an act? She just suddenly became interested in gardening, no need to drag it out so far."
She had a calm face, without any bad emotions, and said matter-of-factly: "Actually, for me, planting is just like horseback riding, hunting, and archery - as long as I enjoy it, I will learn it with all my heart and enjoy the happiness it brings to me. I have never thought that there was anything wrong with my previous hobbies and thoughts, so why should I change?"
The words are still as unruly as before, but compared to the original impulsive ones, they are much smarter and calmer. The atmosphere is full of momentum, and the interpretation of the Tao is clear and clear, instantly dissolving the intentional difficulties.
Sheng Mengling was suddenly stunned by Han Jiangxue's words, and after a few moments of silence, she said with a suppressed tone: "Yes, the young lady of the Han family is indeed different from others. Everything can be turned into a hobby, even fighting with men is child's play. No wonder you're famous in the capital."
As soon as the words came out, several noblewomen who were watching the excitement on the side couldn't help but burst out laughing. Sheng Mengling's words were sharp and to the point, and among the noblewomen in the capital city who were notorious for their fighting skills, there was indeed only one weirdo like Han Jiangxue.
Seeing someone making fun of Han Jiangxue, Sheng Mengling immediately burst out laughing, with a look of relief and complacency on her face, looking at Han Jiangxue with an air of "what else can you say?" Let's see how this woman makes a fool of herself in front of the young master Zhang and others!
Seeing the contradiction getting more and more intense, Zhang Haicheng couldn't help but worry about Han Jiangxue, but as a big man, he really didn't want to intervene in his daughter's quarrel.
Mo Li remained an onlooker as always, apparently such things were nothing new to him. However, he couldn't help but become increasingly curious about Han Jiang Xue. It was very clear that this woman was quite different from the rumors, not only different, but also extremely interesting!
Just when everyone thought Han Jiang Xue would be so humiliated that she wouldn't be able to show her face, unexpectedly she not only didn't get angry or embarrassed, but instead also burst out laughing.
Everyone suddenly stopped laughing, and Han Yajing, who was beside her, asked with concern: "Sister, are you okay? Otherwise, let's go home first."
Han Jiangxue didn't pay attention to Han Yajing, waved her hand and said with a smile: "It turns out that I have already made a name for myself in the capital, this is quite interesting. Fighting with men is a fact, I don't deny it, I'm not the kind of person who gets bullied and doesn't dare to fight back. However, Miss Sheng's idea has some problems, you don't go to mock the man who uses his strength to bully women, but instead come to belittle me, a woman who dares to resist violence and fight back, aren't you implying that as a woman, one is born to be beaten, and if one resists, they become a sinner?"
"You... you're simply preposterous!" Meng Ling didn't expect Jiang Xue to be so sharp-tongued, and for a moment, she was even more enraged. "No wonder your reputation is so bad, it's really laughable how ignorant you are! You can even make fighting sound like some kind of heroic feat!"
"Miss Sheng is wrong again, I've never thought that fighting with others is a big deal, please don't impose your thoughts on me, otherwise my reputation will be unjustly affected once more."
Han Jiang Xue's face was filled with helplessness, as if such things had happened too many times, so much that she felt like she had already gotten used to it: "Miss Sheng really doesn't need to target me, actually I still have some good points. For example, even when I fight with people, I will never hit women. Another example is that although my words may not be pleasant to hear, at least I am reasonable. If I were truly as unreasonable as the rumors in the capital say, how could you possibly still be standing here unscathed after mocking and belittling me in public?"
The last sentence, Han Jiangxue intentionally or unintentionally emphasized some tone, and the gaze at Sheng Mengling suddenly became sharp and stern, with a strong warning meaning.
Sheng Mengling was left speechless, and seeing Han Jiangxue's menacing expression, she could only hum coldly and turn her head away, refusing to respond. Even the onlookers didn't dare to intervene, after all, Sheng Mengling had been the one to provoke the situation earlier, and Han Jiangxue's temper was indeed suppressed as he tried to reason with her.
The warning implication of the last sentence is obvious, and it's not possible for anyone to be bullied by others if they don't know how to restrain themselves. Especially someone like Han Jiangxue who fears neither heaven nor earth. It seems that everyone suddenly feels that although Han Jiangxue's personality is indeed a bit overbearing and unconventional, it's not entirely annoying either.
Seeing this, Zhang Wanru was suitable to break the silence and mediate, firstly because Han Jiangxue had humbly asked for her advice earlier which made her feel somewhat grateful, secondly she was after all the host of this flower appreciation gathering, so naturally she couldn't just ignore it. The crowd also didn't dare to stir up more trouble, they chatted and laughed and soon returned to discussing the flowers.
Zhang Haicheng saw Han Jiangxue lightly and easily dissolve a verbal fight, and was unexpectedly calm and composed, for a moment his mood was extremely good, and he couldn't help but secretly add a few more points of approval.
Nothing else happened, and Zhang Haicheng naturally didn't stay any longer. After saying goodbye to everyone, he was about to leave with Mo Li when a sudden cry of surprise was heard.
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