The girl's soft voice flew in the wind, and it was clear that she was sincere.
"My slave also thinks so. From now on, I don't have to wait in front of the Crown Prince. It's really a happy thing to think about it."
At least there won't be so many people staring at her.
There is no need to see Pei Yanzhou caring about his sweetheart in the future.
But Song Jinyin didn't say the last two sentences.
"That's fine if you really think so, but let's keep our voices down. I just saw Butler Wang here."
Butler Wang ignored the third girl's appraisal and only felt a little thump in his heart.
The prince did not admit that he valued Jin Yin, but the one who served him was not blind either.
But now, this girl, who was transferred from being a maid to working in such an unattended place at the back, not only did not have a trace of worry, she actually looked more energetic than before, and even her pale face was much plumper.
If this continues, the prince will come back and see that the person who was fine at first is afraid that he will not be able to calm down again.
At this moment, Butler Wang suddenly felt a little regretful, thinking that he shouldn't have put Song Jinyin on such an idle job.
"Steward Wang, that servant and the third girl will leave the house first."
Not knowing why the visitor came, Song Jinyin still followed all the etiquette. It wasn't until she actually stepped out of the Duke's Mansion that her layer of caution was slightly torn away.
The eyebrows are gorgeous and lively.
Following the two of them came out Pei Musheng's attendant, Kong Qing.
The man followed from a distance. He was tall, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He was quite handsome, but his face had no expression, and he had a scimitar at his waist.
Song Jinyin knew that the third room had her own attendant, but this was the first time she saw the one following the third girl.
"Don't be afraid. Although Kong Qing was only recently called home by my father, he guarded me the most when I was a child."
"My slave is not afraid."
Song Jinyin glanced at him and then looked away, "It's just the first time I saw him, and I thought he was a little different from the other servants in the mansion."
"Of course, Kong Qing is not from Kyoto, and besides my eldest brother's Zhuyayuan, I think there are few servants in the Duke's mansion who are Kong Qing's rivals."
Pei Musheng raised her head proudly and showed off her daughter's family, which made Song Jinyin purse her lips and smile.
In the peripheral vision, the eyes of the man behind him suddenly softened, and a smile suddenly appeared on his originally expressionless face, but it disappeared completely in just a moment, as if it had been the same from the beginning to the end.
...
The market was crowded. Song Jinyin followed Pei Musheng, listening to the sound of the snare drum and curiously looking at the interesting small objects on the vendors.
"Isn't it funny? Ye Wanqiu came back home so aggressively that day. I thought about what she would do next, but it turned out that she was banned from home for ten days. But you are still awesome. How dare you force her in front of so many people.”
Song Jinyin's hand was touching the small purse on her waist, wanting to buy a small drum, but she was stuck on the one tael of silver.
"I think it has something to do with Mr. Ye, but how did the third girl know what was going on in Ye's house?"
"Of course I got it from her concubine at the party the day before yesterday. In addition, news came from the Ye family in the past few days that they were going to give money to some private private schools for girls. It is estimated that it will not be long before this matter is completely spread. ."
"That's a good thing."
Song Jinyin hesitated for a long time, but finally did not buy the little thing. For one tael of silver, she had to embroider some handkerchiefs.
Feeling a little empty in her heart, she turned to look at the person next to her.
"If the Ye family can really run those private schools for girls, it will be a blessing to the people, especially girls' schools. Nowadays, wealthy families have hired their own wives. Those who cannot afford a wife will not really let girls go to school. , I wonder if the nobles will really take it seriously if they interfere like this."
"Come on!"
Pei Musheng curled his lips, threw the things he just bought to Kong Qing behind him, and sneered slightly.
"Believe the Ye family? After so many years, I haven't really seen them do any good deeds. Speaking of it, it is not as real as our Pei family setting up tents to give porridge every year. Now that such a commotion is involved, no one cares about it. As a female student, I guess I just want to find a few famous places to throw some money and give Ye Wanqiu a lot of fame."
"famous place?"
"Of course, if she doesn't go to those bigger places, how will others know that she has done good deeds? As for the female student, no one will really take notice of her, and believe it or not, when she is grounded, she will definitely be forced to Go to those private schools for girls and show your face at gatherings, looking like a lady."
Song Jinyin's words suddenly got stuck in her throat.
Thinking about it, those famous private schools that Pei Musheng mentioned were not places that ordinary people could afford to go to.
Not to mention that female students who are not taken seriously by others will probably not receive any real money. They are just dragged out and said something based on the name of the private school.
Song Jinyin sighed softly, thinking that this world would not be fair after all.
I don’t know if this news spreads, there will be people who can’t afford Shuxiu but have ambitions. They wait sincerely and eagerly, but in the end they are always blocked from their dreams because of their low status.
Even thinking about it, including herself, she had some regrets.
If she and her mother had not been sent to the Duke's Mansion, she would have studied and practiced calligraphy with her grandfather's family. Although she did not have the status of a noble girl in Kyoto, the insights in the book were enough to make her feel noble.
Just as she was thinking about it, Pei Musheng asked her to walk aside.
While she was talking, a thin figure suddenly ran out of the alley ahead. Seeing that it was about to hit the two of her, Song Jinyin immediately moved to the side to block the front.
Pei Musheng was startled and grabbed her in a panic to prevent her from falling.
Just as he was about to get angry at the person who ran out, he found that the person had been knocked to the ground first because he could not bear the force.
She is a little messy girl.
He looked to be no more than six or seven years old, with some red marks on his thin face, and his hair was messy and dry. Knowing that he had hit someone, he got up from the ground in panic, crying and looking back anxiously.
"My dear sister, please spare my life. I, I didn't mean it. I beg you two noble ladies to spare my life..."
"Why are you running?"
Pei Musheng saw that she was so young, dressed in rags, and spoke with a childish tone, so he had to swallow his anger.
But the words that came out of her mouth were still filled with an aura that was too late to subside, causing the little girl in front of her to tremble and immediately huddle up in one place, crying and not daring to reply.
Seeing Pei Musheng's face with a headache, Song Jinyin comforted her, approached the little girl, and knelt down.
"Why are you running in such a hurry?"
The little girl raised her head twitchingly, holding her tattered sleeves with one hand, and carefully looked at the person standing behind her before speaking in a low voice.
"My parents want to sell me to someone as a maid, and then in a few years I will become someone else's concubine. I don't want to be a concubine, and I don't want to be beaten..."
Song Jinyin's heart tightened, and she suddenly felt a little dazed, and she was stunned for a moment.
"They said that family beat many maids to death. I ran away because I was scared. I didn't bump into the two nobles on purpose, nor did I purposely dirty the nobles' clothes. I begged the nobles for their lives..."
The little girl's crying obscured her words, but Song Jinyin heard her clearly.
That year, she seemed to have knelt on the ground crying and begging Mrs. Liu not to abandon her or send her to be a maid.
Later, she begged many people, but no one paid attention to her. In the end, in the eyes of everyone with pity or ridicule, she stepped into the courtyard that seemed to take her life away at any time.
Fortunately, Pei Yanzhou withdrew the sword he swung at her, and fortunately she managed to hold on, strangle her weak spot, and was no longer afraid.
After a while, Song Jinyin woke up from the past.
The little girl in front of her had her eyes red from crying.
The red marks on his face were obviously the marks of being pinched. The scratches on his ears and chin looked like his face had been scratched during a struggle. Even the hands he had just glanced at were covered in scars.
She didn't dare think about how many scars this little girl still had on her body.
Song Jinyin touched the money bag at her waist and fell into deep thought.
Pei Musheng seemed to notice Song Jinyin's subtle changes.
She looked at the two people squatting together, and suddenly thought of the past events she had heard from her mother.
