"Is this the capital?"
The carriage staggered to a stop. Song Qianru opened the curtain and looked at it with surprise.
The city gate is majestic and majestic. Soldiers on the city gate patrol back and forth with swords on their waists. People carrying small baskets and carts line up to enter the city in an orderly manner. It is very lively.
At this time, the soldiers had arrived at their place. Everyone got out of the car as required and were not released until they were inspected.
The wheels of the carriage turned slowly, and the three carriages drove into the city from the city gate. In an instant, the lively and prosperous atmosphere of the capital rushed to their faces, and the sounds of shouts, scholars talking, and bargaining rang in their ears.
Song Qianru couldn't sit still and clamored to get off. Xihe had no choice but to let Mr. Shen Er go first and accompany him off the car.
"What is this? I want it. What is this? I want it too!"
After walking a few steps, the boy had a bunch of people in his arms.
Xihe: "..."
Grabbing his ears, he dragged him away from the stall.
Song Qianru bared his teeth and said, "It hurts, it hurts! OK, OK, I won't buy it, I won't buy it!"
Xihe let go of him and walked straight ahead. Song Qianru rubbed his red ears and followed, muttering in his mouth, very dissatisfied: "If you have something to say, say it carefully, your ears will be ripped off!"
Xihe ignored him.
Song Qianru glanced around and couldn't help but said with joy: "The capital is really a good place. Fortunately, I came with you." A woman wearing a veil passed by, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand...
Snapped!
Xihe slapped his hand away.
The two masters and servants over there turned their heads blankly when they heard the voice, and saw a man with an ordinary face staring directly at her young lady.
The little maid suddenly exploded and stood in front of the young lady angrily: "What are you doing?"
Song Qianru stared at the young lady's head: "That hairpin is so beautiful!"
Little maid:! ! !
The young lady blushed instantly.
"You idiot! How dare you molest my young lady? You're going to die!"
There were dignitaries everywhere in the capital, and a brick could hit a group of young men and young ladies. Song Qianru's move directly made the little maid furious and called for the patrol.
Xihe: "..."
The patrol soldiers asked Song Qianru what he wanted to do.
Song Qianru's face was full of confusion: "I just think the hairpin on her head looks good, and I want to buy one for the stinky girl. What's wrong?"
The young lady stiffened instantly, and the little maid was also dumbfounded. Is this like this?
After discovering that it was an unjust, false, and wrong case, the patrolmen tried to calm things down and let Song Qianru apologize before letting the others go. However, Xihe also knew that the girl was, by coincidence, the daughter of the prime minister's family.
After this incident, Song Qianru's desire to go shopping diminished, so she took Xihe to prepare to return home.
Shen's house is in the XC district, with four courtyards. It's neither big nor small, but it's considered a wealthy household in the capital where land is at a premium, and there are many dignitaries living nearby.
As soon as Song Qianru entered the courtyard, he cheered and went to find Mr. Shen Er.
Xihe went to his yard and took a look. Mrs. Shen Er was taking her maid to decorate her room. She also came with her when she went to Beijing this time. After all, what was she doing in the old house alone when her two children were here?
"Jun'er, come here, do you like it? Although it's a little small, it doesn't lack anything."
The Xiangfei-colored bed tent and soft bedding were on display, and the antique shelves were filled with exquisite porcelain ornaments. The window faced a bamboo forest, making a rustling sound in the wind.
Xihe smiled with satisfaction and said, "Thank you for your hard work, mother."
Mrs. Shen Er then laughed, and then felt sad again: "My son's temperament and appearance are not inferior to others, how could he...sigh."
Mr. Shen Er has already told her about his daughter and Song Qianru, and she doesn't agree with it. But Song Qianru has a different status and is a clever monster. She is really afraid that if he offends him, their whole family will not end well.
Xihe patted her hand: "Mom, don't worry. You still don't know who he is? I'm the only one who bullies him."
What happened to the monster? It's not about listening to her.
Mrs. Shen Er's tears instantly turned into laughter.
His fingertips touched the tip of her nose: "You, you, don't always bully him just because he has a good temper. Man, you still have to coax him." He held his daughter's hand and talked about how to get along as a husband and wife.
Xihe's head was suddenly full of black lines. They weren't even married at all.
Life in the capital is different from that in the old house. The biggest inconvenience is that there are too few places to play. Song Qianru hung out in the city for a few days and got into some minor troubles before being locked up by Xihe for training.
Song Qianru: "...I protest."
Xihe slammed the door shut: "The protest is invalid!"
The room fell into darkness, Song Qianru sighed helplessly, accepted his fate and began to practice.
Xihe went out and was taken by Mrs. Shen Er to attend the tea party held by the eldest princess. It was the first time she saw so many official wives. She was so nervous that her palms sweated, for fear that she would say the wrong thing at the banquet and cause trouble for her husband.
"Mom, don't panic, just be as good as before."
Mrs. Shen Er turned her head and saw her daughter's back straight and elegant, greeting other ladies.
Mrs. Shen Er:...How can she be worse than her daughter?
Taking a deep breath, he also put away his embarrassment and took the initiative to say hello to the ladies.
The eldest princess is the elder sister of His Majesty. She is in her forties. She is dressed in a peony skirt. She looks dignified and graceful. She talks to everyone with a smile on her face and even invites Mrs. Shen Er to come to her side.
Then everyone knew that this person turned out to be Master Shen's family member.
Overnight, the ladies of the government who had a friendly relationship with the Prime Minister and had a close relationship with Master Shen Er came to greet her one after another, and Mrs. Shen Er responded with a smile.
It was similar here in Xihe, but the Prime Minister looked at her a little more.
Xihe walked over, smiled slightly and said, "I offended a lot of people that day, I hope my sister won't blame me."
Fang Wanrou has a gentle temperament and is not a person who cares about anything. Now that she sees Xihe sincerely apologizing, she naturally ignores it. She pauses and is a little confused: "Is that young master your brother?"
She heard that Mr. Shen had a son and a daughter, and she thought it was the young master.
Unexpectedly, Xihe said: "My brother entered the house early with his father. The man my sister met is my sister's fiancé, and he will get married soon."
Fang Wanrou's almond-shaped eyes widened instantly: "Fiancé?"
Xihe nodded shyly.
Fang Wanrou: "..."
She thought of that young man. He was quite tall, but his appearance was... average.
She couldn't help but look at Xihe, who was dressed in a green skirt and had an unparalleled appearance. Even if she saw all the ladies, it would be difficult to find a second woman in the capital who was more outstanding than her. It would be a pity to match that man.
Fang Wanrou nodded hesitantly: "Well, congratulations, sister."
Xihe responded with a smile.
After the banquet was over and two days after returning home, Xihe received an invitation from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Mr. Shen Er was puzzled. After asking a few questions, he warned: "Don't be restrained. Just get along with the third girl sincerely."
Xihe nodded obediently, and after arriving at the house as promised, he behaved well and was very liked by the Prime Minister and his family. The Prime Minister's wife even praised her a few times, and the Prime Minister praised Mr. Shen Er a little more.
