Song Heng picked up the tea bowl and brought it to his lips. With a slightly raised chin and a casual expression, he pretended to be calm and said, "Sanlang Wei is not warm to Madam Yang. It's unintentional."
Erlang had no interest in her, and Sanlang Wei didn't like her either. Mrs. Xue couldn't help but wonder, secretly thinking that with Madam Yang's appearance and bearing, how could she not catch their eyes?
"Mrs. Yang comes from the Yang family of Hongnong. Although her family is in decline, she is from a noble family. Wei Sanlang comes from a good family and is Erlang's right-hand man. He will definitely do great things in the future. It would be great if the two of them could get married. It can be said to be a good thing that kills two birds with one stone, but Yue Lao refused to connect..." After Mrs. Xue finished speaking, she sighed softly, lowered her head and drank tea.
Song Heng was silent, put down the tea bowl, smiled softly, and said meaningfully: "Grandma, there is no need to worry, Madam Yang is very lovable, and her good fortune is yet to come."
After the words fell, Shu Yu paused for a moment while holding the fan, silently lowering his eyes to observe the expression on Mrs.
The grandfather and grandson had a tacit understanding, and if they did not mention the matter again, Shuyu would pretend to be deaf and dumb.
"I still have a few pieces of light and soft silk and satin there. It just so happens that the weather is getting hotter. Go to the sewing room and send the old woman to Eleven Niang, Er Niang and Yang Niang to take their measurements. , each make four new clothes."
Shuyu responded respectfully, opened the door and went out, walking towards the sewing room with lotus steps.
The next day, a lady came to measure Shi Yan Wei's body. She said that the Tai Madam had sent silk and satin, and ordered the sewing room to make summer shirts and skirts for her, the young lady and others.
In the evening of that day, Shi Yanwei went to Cuizhujuli to express her gratitude. Mrs. Xue left her to talk for a while. During this period, Wei Sanlang was not mentioned. Shi Yanwei gradually calmed down and joked with her.
Not long after, Mrs. Xue said that she was tired and asked Shuyu to take her out.
Shuyu was Mrs. Xue's personal maid, and she never left Mrs. Xue's side easily. Mrs. Xue asked her to send her out. Naturally, she had some doubts in her heart, but she couldn't figure out the reason, so she gave it up after thinking about it for a while. To the back of my head.
On this day, Yinzhu Aye sent someone to deliver a letter, saying that her mother-in-law had a recurrence of her old illness and asked her to go home. Yinzhu informed Song Qinghe and asked for a day off. Song Qinghe had a pure nature and was very considerate. He promised her three days.
Yin Zhu tidied up, took Xinruan and left the house through the corner door of the backyard, and hurried all the way home. As soon as she entered the door, she, Aye Wangquan, came up to him with a smile and let him go into the house.
The two of them sat in front of the mahogany plan. Wang Quan looked happy and said with a smile: "Madam, while you are at home today, I have a great thing to tell you."
Wang Quan has always been a person who follows people's influence and is not a kind and honest person. When Yin Zhu heard what he said, he snorted coldly and wanted to hear what kind words he had to say.
"Liu Si from Qian'er's Mansion came to our house. He said that the master's uncle wanted to find a way to let you out of the garden first, restore your good status, and then ask you to be a concubine and let you come into the manor to be the master!"
After hearing this, Yinzhu felt angry, his face flushed with anger, and he stood up, "Aye wants me to be a concubine. It would be cleaner if I didn't tell him to die now! He has hands and feet, and he can do it himself." But if you can support yourself, you will never be able to do such a thing as selling yourself for glory!"
After hearing this, Wang Quan only sneered and stabbed her: "How can you be willing to die now that you have a concubine?"
"Every time you come home in the past few months, what do you hide in the cabinet and look at me? I don't know? Although I can't read, of course there are people who can. Your mistress can write and draw. She must be a scholar. If the husband is willing to put that It will certainly not be difficult to find someone..."
Watching her face turn from red to white, Wang Quan's face became more and more proud, and he said with a strange air: "If you are unwilling to comply, according to the laws of our dynasty, the good and the bad are not allowed to intermarry. You two have made a private agreement for life. If this matter spreads out, what do you do?" If he is not an adult, his future will be cut off, but he will be a pair of miserable mandarin ducks? What’s more, you still have A Niang and A Di, you are shameless, and you have to drag them down if you have no choice? "
Yin Zhu asked him to hold Qicun, but he finally softened and said in a somewhat frustrated tone: "No matter how impatient he is, he has to wait for a while and let him calm down for a few days to think about it."
Wang Quan then softened his expression and said cautiously: "Don't keep Mr. Lang waiting. Go in and see your mother-in-law and brother."
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On this day, Shi Yanwei spent a whole day tracing patterns in the sewing room. After dinner, he went to Daixiu Residence to see Song Qinghe. He sat in the room and stared for a long time, seeing the painting screen fan and others coming and going. , Yinzhu alone was not there, so he asked: "Where did Yinzhu go? Why can't Yinzhu see her?"
Huaping came in with Mingqian tea, offered it to her, and replied, "Ms. Yinzhu was ill two days ago. I sent someone to invite Yinzhu to go back and visit her. The lady allowed her to go home for three days."
After hearing this, Shi Yan frowned slightly, his heart unable to calm down for no reason. He absentmindedly played backgammon with Song Qinghe twice before saying goodbye and leaving.
Returning to the house, I took off my makeup and hair, changed my clothes, turned on the lamp, and lay down on the bed. I tossed and turned until late in the night before falling into a light sleep.
In the dream, she and Chen Rang were watching movies at home.
Sunlight shone into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Chen Rang held her in his arms and asked her what she wanted to eat at night. Shi Yanwei looked up at him and said she wanted to eat the dumplings he made.
"Okay, I'll make your favorite celery and beef dumplings." Chen Rang's voice was gentle and his eyes were full of love. He let go of her and changed into home clothes before going out to buy ingredients.
Shi Yanwei failed to wait for him to come back in his dream.
The dazzling sunlight outside the window woke her up. Shi Yan rubbed her sleepy eyes and stared blankly at the straight-paned window. She was lost in thought. After a long time, she slowly came back to her senses. She got up and got out of bed. After changing clothes and washing up, she was worried. Head to the kitchen.
The next day, Shi Yanwei missed Yinzhu and went to Daixiu's house to look for her again. He saw Xiaoshan sitting under the flower tree lazily basking in the sun. He went up to her and asked her, "Is Yinzhu back?"
Hearing this, Xiaoshan frowned slightly, shook his head and replied: "Yinzhu asked someone to bring a message in yesterday, saying that her mother's condition is not as good as usual, and I'm afraid she won't be able to recover for a while, so the little lady gave her two more Day off.”
Shi Yanwei became more and more worried. After finishing the work in the kitchen, he didn't bother to have dinner. He went back to the house to get two taels of silver and put it in his purse. He walked out of the corner door and went straight to the back alley of Song Mansion.
All the way to Yinzhu's house, he knocked on the door and called for someone. Wang Quan asked through the door who the person was. Shi Yanwei said that he was from the Song Dynasty and wanted to find Yinzhu.
Wang Quan, who was behind the door, was afraid of which master she might be in front of, so she didn't dare to offend her easily, so she opened the door and invited people in.
It was still daylight at that time, and Wang Quan saw that she had a very good appearance and extraordinary temperament. She was probably a decent person, so he immediately smiled.
Entering the east room, Mrs. Qin was leaning on the bed drinking medicine, and Yin Zhu was sitting at the window edge with a frown on her face.
Shi Yanwei stepped forward and called her softly, and then saluted Ms. Qin who was recuperating on the bed.
Although Mrs. Qin's complexion was not good, she was not at the point where the medicine was ineffective. She was still somewhat energetic. After smiling and exchanging a few words with Shi Yan, she saw that she seemed to have something to say to Yin Zhu alone. , then asked her and the two of them to go out and talk.
The two of them walked out of the room and came to the backyard.
Shi Yanwei noticed Yin Zhu's abnormality and asked with concern: "Is your mother's illness important?"
Yin Zhu said calmly: "This is an old problem on her body. This time she felt wind, cold and high fever for two days, and then the old disease was brought out. However, it is slightly more serious than before. It will take a month or two to recover. excellent."
Shi Yan felt something was wrong, so he asked her: "If that's the case, why did you look so worried just now?"
Yin Zhu barely suppressed her depression, squeezed out a smile, and said lightly: "A Yin is too worried, I'm just worried about A Niang."
Shi Yanwei stopped and looked at her intently, and asked her seriously: "You don't have to lie to me, your worries are written all over your face. I know you are not the kind of person who is looking for trouble. If you really are It's nothing, it won't be like this. When you and I get to know each other, we always have feelings for each other. Even about that incident last time, did I say a word about it? If you have anything bothering you, why don't you tell me? Listen, I will also give you some advice to solve the problem."
Yinzhu had nowhere to pour her sorrows in the past two days, and her chest was really depressed. Now that she heard Shi Yanwei's sincere words, she began to regard her as a trustworthy friend. She couldn't help but have red eyes, and pulled her to the corner door of the backyard. .
After leaving the yard and walking into a deserted alley, Fang lowered his voice and said with a sad expression: "The uncle of the house master wants to take me as his fifth concubine. But Zhao Lang gave me letters, paintings, pendants, pearls, hairpins, etc. All the things, for some reason, were taken away by me, Aye, to control me. If I don’t obey them, I will expose the matter and make Zhao Lang and I unable to be adults. I don’t know what to do now. What should I do..."
Shi Yanwei listened to her quietly, and immediately lowered his face. He no longer had the dignity and gentleness of the past, and he didn't care that he was the superior master of the Song Dynasty. He cursed in his mouth: "What a shameless, filthy and shameless person." Seed, when will God take him away? He usually does things like bullying men and dominating women, but now he has set his sights on you. Doesn’t he know that you are the second mother? People in the house?"
Yin Zhutou heard her curse for the first time. Although she was very different from her usual gentle appearance, he felt very relieved.
After Shi Yanwei scolded him, he became calmer, thought about it carefully, and said calmly: "Mrs. Gao is a person who doesn't care about worldly affairs, so she may not be willing to care about this matter. If I go to see Mrs. Tai, I can't help but ask someone to come over and question her carefully. I'm afraid that it will hurt Er Niang's face; Mr. Sanlang is an upright man, and after all he treats people a little better, he may not be able to handle the problem... I see that the head of the family is not only upright and solemn, but also a person who can't get rid of the dirt in his eyes. The master who speaks his mind can not only control people, but also come up with ideas and regulations, and he has always treated the young lady like his biological sister. If he knew about this, he would definitely not sit idly by and ignore her."
"Although you, Aye, use sex to control you, you may not be so stupid as to tell outsiders about your daughter's private affairs. How can he take advantage of you if you lose your face? In my opinion, you should just stay at home. Hold on, Aye, until I go back to the head of the house tomorrow, and the head of the house will come forward to put an end to that person’s dirty thoughts. If you, Aye, know that the head of the house is involved, you will definitely keep this matter in your stomach, and you will never dare to reveal anything about it. Just a word."
Having made up his mind, Yin Zhu nodded in agreement and thanked Shi Yanwei again and again. The two said goodbye at the corner gate. Shi Yanwei went back to Song Mansion, while Yin Zhu still went to the east room to serve the Qin family.
Shi Yanwei talked about how upright and upright Song Heng was, but in fact she was a little worried about him. She had always treated him with respect and distance. It was naturally not easy for her to express her love to Song Heng alone now.
Because he didn't know when Song Heng would come back, after dinner, he went inside to change into clean clothes, took the fire folding bag, picked up the lantern, and headed to the retreat.
Song Heng seemed to be very busy these days. He didn't arrive at his residence until 2:00 am, and strode into the courtyard gate. Before Shang Lu could come down the stairs to greet him, Shi Yanwei strolled out of the pavilion, his sandalwood mouth opened lightly, and he made a crisp sound. Voice: "Master of the family."
The lights inside the retreat home are brightly lit, shining like daylight.
The evening breeze of early summer blew the hem of Shi Yan Weiyue's white skirt, and the clear light of the Xuan Yue fell on her white porcelain jade surface, making her as gentle as water and as frosty as snow.
Song Heng clenched his hands slightly under his wide sleeves. Maybe it was because the weather was getting hotter, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his palms. He turned around to look at her and asked: "Mrs. Yang, come here to look for someone at this time." , but something happened?"
