A lantern hung high in front of the Tang Mansion. After Fu Laiqing said what he said, his face turned even redder than the lantern.
Seeing his embarrassed look, Qi Cheng clicked his tongue and said, "What, can't you hold it in any longer?"
Fu Laiqing glared at him.
Qi Cheng was not too annoyed about his friend's admiration for the girl from the Qian family. He mostly admired Qian Qiyue, and he just felt that they had a suitable family background and temperament, and it was not her fault. Besides, if Fu Laiqing could find someone he liked, he could only I feel happy for him.
But after a few words of teasing, Qi Cheng still said seriously to Fu Laiqing: "Since you like her, why don't you let me go to the Qian family to propose marriage?"
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. The Qian family's daughter has already had her hair. If the Qian family hadn't loved her, she would have been married at her age. Besides, it's not just my family that Mrs. Qian looks after for her. I can do it for her." Our friendship for many years has given way, but others may not let you."
Qian Baokun controlled the household department, and the Qian family was a prominent family in Lingnan. There were many families in Beijing who wanted to marry them.
He doesn't want to marry, but many people want to marry him.
Mrs. Qian can always find someone suitable for her daughter to marry among those people.
Qi Cheng patted his friend's shoulder and said sincerely: "If you really like her, you should start early and ask the old lady to go to Qian's house to propose marriage. Don't wait for others to get there first and then try to pry her into the corner. It will be unethical at that time. , Duke Cao will have to break your legs if he finds out."
Fu Laiqing slapped the paws off his shoulders and rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Who took advantage of the wall!"
He just didn't realize what he was thinking before.
He had never liked people before, so he fell headlong into the Yiyang County Lord, and the iron tree was pinched clean before it blossomed. He thought that he always paid attention to Qian Qiyue just because she was a friend of the Yiyang County Lord, but today the two of them They fell into the water together, but he only had Qian Qiyue in his eyes. Only then did Fu Laiqing know that he had long been attracted to the proud and beautiful little peacock of the Qian family.
Qi Cheng bumped into him: "How about it, do you want me to help you? You are her savior today..."
"Don't mess around!" Fu Laiqing quickly warned: "I have a sense of discretion regarding the Qian family's affairs. Don't mess with her reputation!"
He paused and then said to Qi Cheng: "When you go back, remember to tell your aunt not to discuss marriage with the Qian family, so as not to cause misunderstandings in the future, and..."
"besides?"
"Ask my aunt to help me find out which families Mrs. Qian has visited..."
"Puch!"
Qi Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud. Seeing Fu Laiqing's face flushed and his eyes full of embarrassment, he laughed louder and louder, until he could hardly stand with his belly full.
Seeing the servants of Tang Mansion looking this way, Fu Laiqing covered his mouth in anger and forced him into the carriage.
…
After everyone else left, Song Jinxiu stayed in Tang Mansion for a while. He whispered to the painter Yue Jian had found from nowhere, and told him the face of the man he saw bumping into Tang Ning and the others at night. The "painter" quickly drew several portraits on the paper.
"Master Song, look, who is among them?"
Song Jinxiu stepped forward and looked at the drawing paper, his face gradually changed. After a moment he pointed at one of them and said: "This one is about 60-70% similar to that person, except that the corners of his eyes are longer and his jaw is slightly wider."
With just a few strokes by the painter, the expressions of the people in the portrait changed.
Song Jinxiu lowered his head in shock and said, "That's him. He's short and fat. He wears a coarse cloth shirt and is a little hunched when he runs."
After Yue Jian wrote it down, he gave instructions to the side. Soon someone came forward and sent the painted portrait out to Cang Lang who was still searching outside. The painter also bowed to Tang Ning and then retreated. .
Song Jinxiu was still immersed in shock and couldn't help but look at Tang Ning: "When did you get such a good painter by your side?"
Tang Ning looked calm: "They are not mine, they are from the Privy Council. It is common for Brother and the others to investigate cases and investigate people. Naturally, there are experts who can draw portraits."
Song Jinxiu, who was still surprised, froze on his face.
Tang Ning glanced at Yue Jian who was standing aside, and Yue Jian stepped forward with a box of things in his hands: "Thank you so much, Mr. Song, for helping my girl tonight. This is the golden flower pure mud inkstone that my girl got a few days ago. It's a lunch box." I would like to give it to Mr. Song as a thank you gift today, and I hope Mr. Song will accept it."
Song Jinxiu looked at Tang Ning in disbelief: "I didn't help you because of these things, and I didn't intentionally pick you up tonight. I just saw you in danger by chance and was afraid that something would happen to you, so I chased after you. I didn't think about anything else..."
"I know, but the courtesy cannot be discarded. I have nothing to do with Mr. Song for a long time. If you help me, I will naturally thank you." Tang Ning was calm.
Song Jinxiu's face suddenly turned pale: "Tang Ning, do you really want to tell me so clearly that I am your brother, and you don't even want to believe me at all?"
Tang Ning turned her head to look at his unacceptable expression, feeling puzzled and amused at the same time.
She and the Song family were in such a quarrel. There was a grudge from the previous life, and the Song family was ruined because of her. Outsiders knew that they could never go back to the past, but why could Song Jinxiu still pretend that nothing happened? Just like that, he opened his mouth and said the word "brother" to her?
Tang Ning looked at Song Jinxiu's face and suddenly chuckled: "Master Song, does it matter whether I believe you or not?" Seeing Song Jinxiu opening his mouth to speak, she raised her lips: "I heard that there was a happy event in your house recently, Master Song also has to People are recommended into the eyes of the Holy One."
"Master Song is now free from the burden of the Song family. He will be on the rise and have a bright future. Why bother dwelling on the past?"
Song Jinxiu's lips trembled, and all the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat. His fingers were clenched in his sleeves so hard that his knuckles turned white. Looking at the cold-eyed girl in front of him, he felt a chill running through his body.
She knew about Song Shulan.
She knew that he traded Song Shulan for his future in the court...
"Tang Ning, listen to my explanation, Song Shulan..."
"Master Song, you don't need to explain to me. Song Shulan is your sister. How to arrange her future is your own business. I am not interested in what happens between you."
"I don't like you talking about it, and I hate owing you a favor. Or does Mr. Song think this inkstone is not enough to repay you for what you did tonight?"
Tang Ning said to the side, "Yue Jian, go get some things from the storehouse."
Yue saw the gesture and wanted to turn around.
Song Jinxiu pursed her lips tightly and said: "That's enough. You don't have to humiliate me. I'll just take this inkstone!"
Yue Jian came forward holding the brocade box.
After Song Jinxiu reached out to take it, his hands holding the box turned white.
Even though he had known for a long time that the girl in front of him was no longer the Song Tangning before, and that she would no longer whisper to him and call him "Brother" like before, Song Jinxiu still felt a pain in his heart.
Those sudden memories made him feel guilty and ashamed. He wanted to make up for it, and wanted to tell her that he would never treat her the same way as before, but she would never believe him again.
