Song Yannian lowered his head in thought and did not answer.
He also didn't understand why the clan elders couldn't get close to Song Mei.
Except for letting the clan elders see Song Li for the first time, and asking Song Li to sworn sworn brothers with the other three children after Song Mei entered the family tree to save a banquet, he didn't do any small tricks.
"Go call Lao Zhuang and make sure my daughter is cured."
Tomorrow is the day to choose a reading companion for the prince and princess. They say they are reading companions, but in fact they are protons.
Others don't have to give it away, but they, the old guys with military power, have to give it away.
If Song Mei couldn't go, he would have to replace him with another child.
How about sending the eldest or second child to serve as Yulin Guards and put them under the old emperor's nose.
How about taking the initiative to let Yi Huan break off their engagement with the third prince and send Yi Huan to the draft?
In the past, he felt that the third prince was lukewarm towards Yi Huan, and the emperor didn't make any suggestions. He seemed to be dissatisfied with Yi Huan.
But considering that the old emperor took the initiative to arrange a baby marriage with the Song family at a critical moment, he would not go back on his word as a majestic emperor, right? What's more, many veterans saw it at that time.
But just a few days ago, he heard Song Li's voice, and he didn't expect that his daughter, who was as precious as jewels, would end up in the cannibal cage.
When he heard that his daughter had died in just one year, God knows how he felt at the time and how he suppressed his violent emotions.
That night he discussed with his wife, why not use it if there was a ready-made traitor? It's better to recommend Song Mei as the third prince's concubine. If the third prince doesn't even like the gentle and virtuous Song Mei, then let Song Mei serve the old emperor. He is already so old, what else can he be dissatisfied with?
Yang Yuyao hit it off with him immediately, and the couple began to slowly feed Song Mei big cakes.
You have one piece, I have one piece, and Song Mei gives herself another piece. Wouldn’t the children be safe?
Song Yannian pretended to be worried, so after dinner he took his family to see Song Mei.
Song Mei lay on the bed listlessly.
The little red face is a bit cute.
Seeing everyone come to see her, I feel so comforted.
They are all her loyal dogs!
Even Song Li looked particularly pleasing to the eye.
"Mei'er, you work too hard! You've exhausted your body. There's no limit to your learning. Take your time. You're gentle, dignified and virtuous. You're also the daughter of the Northwest General. Who can despise you? Why put so much pressure on yourself?" Yang Yuyao personally twisted a sweat towel to wipe her forehead and hands.
Song Yannian also smiled lovingly, "Your mother is right. With your father and the Northwest Army supporting you, you don't have to work so hard. Your health is the most important thing."
Song Mei's eyes were so moved that her eyes turned red.
In fact, my heart is not touched at all.
As long as Song Li is alive, she will never feel at ease. Identity, money, and fame are all given by others, but knowledge is always hers and no one can take it away from her.
The more she learned, the more at ease she felt.
Song Hailan took out a pack of pine nut candies and said, "Sister, this is your favorite. Eat one when you feel uncomfortable and you will feel happy immediately!"
Song Mei: ...Thank you.
Look how happy I am!
Song Haiming gave her a box of plum-scented ink, "This ink is finely ground and exudes a quiet plum-scented ink, which just corresponds to your name."
Song Mei: "!!!"
I feel so uncomfortable that I don’t want to complain.
Song Li then handed over his gift, "I cut some of the most beautiful plum blossoms to match our most beautiful second lady! Hehe!"
Song Mei forced a smile.
You can’t avoid the word “plum”, right?
Tired, destroy it!
Song Yihuan also brought a gift, "This is the third prince's poetry collection. I heard from the maid that you have been studying poetry and poetry recently. The third prince's poetry is magnificent, and it may be an inspiration to you."
Song Mei's eyes lit up.
Finally met a normal person!
I was really sleepy and someone handed me a pillow.
She originally wanted to slowly study the third prince's style and then adapt to his likes, but she didn't expect that Song Yihuan directly gave her the third prince's personal collection of poems.
He is indeed her right-hand man!
I really hope there are more smart and knowledgeable generals like Song Yihuan and Yang Yuyao.
There are fewer idiots like Song Hailan, Song Haiming, and Song Li!
But having said that, there is no collection of poems by the third prince on the market. Even if someone is lucky enough to get a copy, it will definitely be regarded as a family heirloom.
And now, Song Yihuan handed over the collection of poems to her.
It was handed over to her before they broke off their engagement.
What does this mean?
Is Song Yihuan expressing his feelings to her?
Does she mean that she is willing to give up the third prince and facilitate her marriage with the third prince?
Sure enough, the children raised by big families are all scheming, and they act in a secretive manner. In comparison, she is still very young, so she still needs to learn more and see more.
After everyone left, she sat up with her feverish body and opened the third prince's poetry collection.
What caught her eye was the wild grass dancing with dragons and phoenixes. Each hook and stroke seemed to be tugging at her heartstrings with a pair of skillful hands.
My body suddenly felt a little hotter.
Song Mei took a deep breath, lay down on the bed and continued reading.
…
Outside, four young people were talking nonsense about business.
"As soon as the eldest brother's gift was given, the second lady's eyes lit up instantly. She was obviously surprised by the gift!"
"No, no, no, my little sister's gift is the best, "send plums", "song plums", this is the gift chosen by heaven!"
"Sister, that book is not your desk leg...ahem, isn't it your treasure at the bottom of the box? Why are you willing to give it to your cousin?"
"Hi! Of course I want to pamper my sister!"
"I was also deeply touched by the second brother's gift. The second young lady likes sweets the most. It's rare that the second brother always remembers it."
"Brother, this is how it should be."
…
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
Song Mei had washed herself up early in the morning, wearing an emerald green dress underneath and a crescent-white Chaoyun double-breasted blouse on the outside. It was elegant yet smart, like an orchid in an empty valley, which was just right for her age.
The maid Wangyue gave her a butterfly bun and a white jade plum blossom hair accessory. She looked absolutely beautiful!
Wang Shu lit plum incense next to her, letting every strand of her hair be fully dyed with the delicate fragrance of plum blossoms.
The plum blossom headdress and plum fragrance were specially sent by Yang Yuyao, and she had to use them.
Grandma Rong carefully checked her outfit and nodded after making sure it was fine.
"You are the hardest-working student I have ever taught." She praised Song Mei for the first time.
Song Mei knelt down and said sincerely, "I haven't thanked you yet, so please accept my bow."
In the past few days, she had always had a premonition that she would get some kind of opportunity from Aunt Rong.
Aunt Rong is an old man who has served the Queen Mother. She may not know many secrets, so it's better to be respectful.
Aunt Rong helped her up and said, "Well, you have finished your studies, and it is useless for me to stay here any longer. After you leave, I will bid farewell to General Song and return to my hometown in Qingzhou."
Song Mei held her arm with her backhand, "Mom, no! I still have many things to ask you for advice. I'm going to beg my father to let him keep you as my upbringing mama."
Grandma Rong was touched for a moment.
A tutoring nun is different from a personal nun. She is more like a teacher or aide to a boudoir lady, and does not have to do the work of serving others.
Just as he was about to say something, Song Yannian walked in. Song Mei quickly went to beg Song Yannian to keep Aunt Rong. Song Yannian immediately agreed and offered twice the monthly salary so that Aunt Rong could take care of Song. plum.
Grandma Rong knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the two of them.
She has no children, so it would be great for her to stay in the Song Mansion for retirement.
Song Mei is respectful to her, and she works hard. It is rare that she can calm down. In the future, if there is a great fortune, her wish may be realized...
When Song Mei was about to leave, Grandma Rong stopped her and drew a flower pattern with a crabapple pattern on her head.
"This old slave knows that the girl's breasts are not equal, but she must remember that too much is too little."
Song Mei was thoughtful, nodded and left.
When she walked to the door, she found Song Li leaning against the door frame waiting for her.
Song Mei couldn't help but ask: "Dad? Is Song Li going too?"
Song Yannian responded vaguely: "Ask her to accompany you and get used to it in advance."
In fact, he was extremely helpless. In the past few days, he could hear Song Li's voice every day, clamoring to go to the palace every day. Several other children also helped her plead, "Let her go, let her go!"
I have no choice but to kiss my daughter and satisfy her.
Song Mei was secretly delighted from the sidelines: Do you want her to adapt to the role of maid in advance?
The stupid Song family gave her their own daughter as a maid, thinking that they had no plan left.
What a bunch of idiots!
Although all the rules were already understood, Song Mei could not help but feel nervous after approaching the majestic vermilion door.
Song Yannian could only wait outside the palace, and each candidate could only bring one maid in.
Song Li stood firmly behind her, where she could see it from the corner of her eye. Occasionally, when someone came close, she knew how to block it with her hands.
Song Mei felt inexplicably relieved.
It was also at this time that she fully understood Yang Yuyao's good intentions and how important it was to cultivate loyal and capable servants.
There were several girls who came in with Song Mei. They probably knew each other and were talking and laughing all the way, but they deliberately pushed Song Mei aside.
But Song Mei ignored it. Her soul was a thirty-year-old adult, how could she care about such a little trick.
She was calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and followed the eunuch who led the way to the palace where the queen lived - the Palace of Supreme Harmony.
All the candidates stood in a row, and the maids were waiting beside them.
Not long after, the four princesses were also invited.
The eldest princess, the second princess, and the third princess have grown up. This time, they are choosing companion readings for the fourth to seventh princesses.
After a while, the queen appeared, supported by her maid, and passed in front of the candidates one by one.
When she walked in front of Song Mei, she stopped and said, "Whose girl is this? She looks strange."
Song Mei came out of the queue and bowed politely, "Replying to the Queen, my daughter's name is Song Mei. She is eight years old and is the legitimate second daughter of the Northwest General."
As soon as she mentioned the legitimate second daughter, the queen understood that Song Yannian had found his long-lost daughter a few days ago, and this matter had spread throughout the capital.
"Song Mei? This name is quite unique."
Although it was a compliment, the tone was slightly mocking.
Song Mei gritted her teeth, her name could no longer be changed. Even if she resented Song Yannian, it would be of no use. She could only find more ways to make the ordinary name meaningful.
"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."
"My father wanted me to have a smooth life after my suffering, so he named me 'Plum'."
At this time, a group of princes walked by the corridor, and the third prince suddenly looked back. He probably had never seen anyone with a more impressive signature than him, and his interest was immediately aroused.
"Brother Imperial, the Imperial Sisters are choosing reading companions, let's go and join in the fun."
