Su Yiwen Lingzhao

    The writer.

    When Su Yi returned, he saw a crowd of traffic and servants outside the Wen family mansion, a lively scene.

    Today is the 80th birthday of the old lady, and the Wen family began to make preparations for this a few days ago.

    Not only many people from the branch of the Wen family will participate, but also many forces and big figures who are close to the Wen family will also come to celebrate their birthdays.

    This incident has already spread all over Guangling City and attracted the attention of all parties.

    Su Yi didn't take it seriously.

    He is an unappreciated son-in-law. Whether he participates or not is destined to be ignored.

    "Brother-in-law!"

    As soon as Su Yi returned, he saw a handsome and graceful figure standing there, waving at him, with a smile on his beautiful face.

    Wen Lingxue, a young girl of twenty-eight, pure and bright.

    "Why are you standing here?"

    Su Yi smiled.

    "Nature is waiting for you."

    "Me?"

    Su Yi was startled.

    Wen Lingxue explained: "My mother said it was my grandmother's order."

    Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

    Wen Lingxue's grandmother is Liang Wenbi, the old lady of the Wen family, an old lady with a detached position in the Wen family, the patriarch Wen Changjing dare not disobey her orders.

    The marriage between him and Wen Lingzhao was decided by Liang Wenbi himself. No matter how much Wen Lingzhao's parents and other clans objected, it would not help!

    "Let's go."

    Su Yi nodded.

    After awakening the memory of his past life, he also thought about finding an opportunity to meet the old lady of the Wen family and ask some things about that year.

    The Wen family's row upon row of mansions is even more lively, and guests come to celebrate the birthday in an endless stream.

      Thai.

    In addition, there are other collateral branches of the Wen family.

    Today, many clansmen gather together and guests gather, the scene is naturally not comparable.

    In the area where the clan hall is located, a sumptuous banquet has already been set up.

    "The snow is here."

    When Su Yi and Wen Lingxue arrived, outside the clan hall, many boys and girls waiting there greeted Wen Lingxue.

    These are the children of the younger generation of the Wen family, and many of them are of the same age as Wen Lingxue.

    But, no matter who sees Su Yi, they frown and turn a blind eye.

    A brocade-clothed young man was even more displeased: "Su Yi, what is your identity? There is no place for you here, hurry up and don't disturb my interest!"

    Wen Shaobei.

    A handsome young man of the Wen family.

    However, he is from the branch of the Wen family, and his identity is not as good as that of Wen Lingxue.

    As soon as Wen Shaobei opened his mouth, everyone else laughed and agreed.

    In the past year of the Wen family, Su Yi, as a son-in-law, has always been looked down upon by the Wen family and regarded him as a cripple, and even the servants dared to ridicule him.

    Wen Lingxue said angrily: "Wen Shaobei, listen to me, it was my grandmother who asked my brother-in-law to attend the birthday banquet! If you want to drive my brother-in-law away now, is it because you want to go with your grandmother? For what?"

    "This..." Wen Shaobei was at a loss for words.

    Wen Shaobei pretended to be cool and said: "Let's talk about us, just pretend this guy doesn't exist."

    From this moment on, the younger generation of literary scholars has formed a small circle, isolating Su Yi from the outside, turning a blind eye to it.

    Even Wen Lingxue, who was standing with Su Yi, was left out.

    Su Yi naturally wouldn't care about this, he called Wen Lingxue aside and said softly, "Lingxue, after the birthday banquet is over, come to my courtyard, I have something to ask for. Give you."

    "Huh? What?"

    Wen Lingxue is curious.

    Su Yi smiled and said, "You will know when the time comes."

    Speaking of this, a voice sounded—

    "Cousin Jueyuan is here!"

    Wen Shaobei and the boys and girls all looked over.

    Even some of the guests and elders in the nearby area were stunned.

    I saw a young man in a white robe walking from a distance, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a dignified appearance, and a rather outstanding appearance.

    "Wen Jueyuan, the most outstanding young handsome man of the Wen family's generation!"

    Someone sighed.

    "It turned out to be Jueyuan's cousin."

    Wen Lingxueqiao also showed admiration on her face.

    Wen Jueyuan, the son of the patriarch Wen Changjing, entered Songyun Sword Mansion to cultivate at the age of nine, and became a disciple of the outer sect of Qinghe Sword Mansion at the age of thirteen. Selected as an inner disciple of Qinghe Sword House.

    Cultivation has reached the fourth level of "bone refining" in the blood-moving realm!

    These martial arts achievements, placed in Guangling City, are enough to make some big men sigh!

    In the younger generation of the Wen family, Wen Jueyuan is like a leader.

    "Today is grandmother's birthday, you all behave well, don't let outsiders see our literary jokes."

    After Wen Jueyuan came over, he looked at Wen Lingxue, Wen Jueyuan and others, and warned him warmly.

    As for Su Yi, he also ignored him.

    "Yes."

    Everyone agreed quickly.

    Wen Jueyuan nodded, did not say any more, and went straight to the seat of the clan hall.

    On this birthday banquet, only the elders in high positions or the top figures of the younger generation are eligible to enter the clan hall!

    People like Wen Lingxue and Wen Shaobei are not yet qualified.

    This made them look at Wen Jueyuan with a hint of envy. When will they be able to do this?

    "If my sister is here, it's definitely possible."

    Wen Lingxue said with regret.

    No one refutes this sentence.

    The current Wen Lingzhao is a disciple of Tianyuan Academy!

    This kind of status alone is enough to be on an equal footing with those big men in the clan.

    "As far as I know, this birthday banquet is extraordinary, and it is more important to our literary family."

    Suddenly, a woman beside Wen Shaobei said softly.

    "I also heard from my father that in recent years, there have been rumors that are unfavorable to our Wen family in Guangling City, saying that within ten years, our Wen family will definitely be from the three Guangling clans. List removed."

    Another teenager pondered, "And this birthday banquet is to solve this matter. The more big people who attend the birthday banquet today, the better it will be for our literary family. Those criticisms and rumors in the city , and it will be self-defeating.”

    Wen Shao North Road: "Then it depends on the uncle

    Father and second uncle are capable, as for third uncle, hehe…”

    He glanced at Wen Lingxue not far away, and didn't say any more.

    Wen Changqing is the second elder of the main line of the Wen family.

      His status in the writers is not high.

    If he is not the younger brother of Wen Changjing and Wen Changqing, he will be looked down upon even more.

    Although Wen Shaobei did not continue to speak, how could Wen Lingxue not hear the overtones?

    Her pretty face sank, this guy mocked Su Yi before, but now he is talking about her father Wen Changtai, how could she not be angry?

    However, she could not refute.

    She also knows that her father... is indeed too mediocre...

    Thinking of this, Wen Lingxue only felt a sullen breath filling her chest, and her mood became depressed.

    A big hand patted her shoulder lightly, followed by Su Yi's voice ringing in her ear:

    "Lingxue, in life, you will inevitably encounter indifference and ridicule. If your strength is not as good, it's okay to be patient. But if you have the ability to fight back, you will only tolerate and retreat, which will only fuel his anger. ."

    Wen Lingxue thought for a while, then took a deep breath and said, "Brother-in-law, I understand."

    Speak up.

    She stepped in front of Wen Shaobei and said coldly, "Apologies."

    The girl's expression was cold and her tone was like ice, which made Wen Shaobei and the others who were talking in a low voice stunned.

    "Lingxue, what do you mean? Everyone is chatting, how can I offend you?"

    Wen Shaobei frowned.

    Wen Lingxue looked extremely strong at this moment, staring at Wen Shaobei like electricity, and said word by word:

    "If you don't apologize, I will tell the uncle and them every word of what you just said, and I want to see if they will forgive you!"

    "I..."

    Wen Shaobei's face was gloomy and uncertain.

    Everyone around him kept their mouths shut, daring not to get involved.

    In any case, Wen Lingxue is the main lineage!

    Her father is the third elder of the main line, and the younger brother of the patriarch Wen Changjing. As far as identity is concerned, these collateral clansmen cannot be compared at all.

    And Wen Lingxue's sister Wen Lingzhao is now a disciple of Tianyuan Academy, and even the patriarchs value it very much!

    Under such circumstances, if Wen Lingxue stabs the matter out, there is no need to think about it, it must be Wen Shaobei who suffers.

    "I say it again, sorry!"

    Wen Shaobei lowered his head with difficulty, and said in a voice like a gnat: "I...wrong..."

    Wen Shaobei's entire figure was crushed, his expression was sullen, and his voice was bitter: "Wenxue, I was wrong, I hope you don't care,"

    Looking at other people, they are all silent.

    Seeing all this, Su Yi nodded secretly.

    People need to grow up.

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