The head of the family has made up his mind to bring Madam Yang into the family. Feng Gui was secretly happy, secretly thinking that he should be accompanied by a beauty who knows both coldness and warmth. It would be a blessing to be able to flourish for the head of the family in the future.
"Master, just rest assured, I will take care of things." Feng Gui said with a chuckle, and ordered people to go to the dining room to pass the food.
After breakfast, Song Heng straightened his clothes in front of the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror and went to Cuizhu Residence to greet Mrs. Xue.
Mrs. Xue stood up, touched his arm, her eyes were red, and she said in a low voice: "I have lost weight. I think this battle was not easy? Are you injured?"
Song Heng shook his head and calmly reassured her: "It's just some skin injuries. They have healed long ago. Grandma doesn't need to worry."
After finishing speaking, he personally helped Mrs. Xue sit down, and then sat down opposite her.
Shuyu opened the window, raised his legs and went out, telling the handkerchiefs hanging on the porch to pile up snow to cook hot tea and bring it in.
Mrs. Xue gently moved the sandalwood beads in her hand and said slowly: "I haven't been able to see you since Erlang said goodbye to Ambassador Luo that day. Now that I have finally come home, I have to say a word to you." To be honest: Luo Wuniang, do you have any interest in her?"
Song Heng didn't even raise his eyelids, and said with an indifferent expression: "Luo Wuniang is naturally good. It's just that her temperament is dull and cold. I don't know if she is tolerant, but she may not be a good match for someone; according to her appearance and family background , there will be a more suitable husband to match her in the future."
Tolerant of people. When Mrs. Xue heard these three words, she knew in her heart that he really still cared about Yang Chuyin, and he must have taken her into his house as his concubine.
Although he and Luo Wuniang have not met each other this time, there are still many marriageable noble girls in the North, and it is possible that none of them can catch his eye.
Mrs. Xue was thinking about it when she heard Song Heng say in a calm tone: "Shannan West Road has always been on good terms with Xuanwu. This matter may not be without Jiang Chao's hand. The situation is still unclear at the moment. I have no intention of thinking about getting a wife." , I also ask my grandma to pay attention to it. It’s not too late to make plans after the first day of the year and the beginning of spring.”
"You will be twenty-seven in February next year. Don't make excuses to avoid the marriage." Mrs. Xue frowned and said seriously.
Song Heng said repeatedly, and the grandfather and grandson exchanged greetings for a while. Song Heng said goodbye and left Mrs. Xue. He did not intend to rest in the mansion for a day or two and left the mansion to handle military affairs in the army.
At the time of You, Song Heng had dinner with the soldiers in the army, rode out, and went straight to Fangshi.
Qingfengpu.
Song Heng chose a private room next to the river.
Dr. Jiu brought a menu folder, but Song Heng didn't even look at it and just asked Feng Gui to take out a piece of silver.
Feng Gui put the money on the table, lowered his eyes at the short wine doctor, and said politely: "Go and call the pastry lady in the dining room. Tell her that there are distinguished guests who want to see her."
Dr. Jiu was in trouble. This was a wine shop, not a teaching place, so there was no reason to ask the girls in the shop to come out to meet the guests.
"It's not that the servants are trying to stop it, but it's because my boss has ordered that our girls here won't see outsiders for a while. Please be patient with me." Dr. Jiu said with a smile on his face, moved the money in front of Feng Gui, and immediately Changing the subject: "We have new dishes and snacks here, would you like to take a look?"
Seeing that his good words were useless, Feng Gui changed his face and said sternly: "My master has a distinguished status and must see that lady today. Take a look at what is hanging on his waist. If you are delayed, Can you afford to take care of important public affairs?"
Dr. Jiu gave him a fright and hurriedly lowered his head to look at the object hanging on Song Heng's waist. It was a gold fish bag. Although he was illiterate, he had also heard from his boss about fish charms and the secrets inside the fish bag. , such goldfish bags can only be used by officials of third rank or above.
"Just now, I have offended Mr. Lang because I am ignorant. Please forgive me. I will invite that lady over as soon as I leave." Dr. Jiu bent down and apologized, then opened the door and went out. He hurriedly went to the dining room to invite Shi Yanwei over.
Dr. Jiu hurriedly came to Shi Yanwei's side, sweat dripping from his forehead, "Madam Yang, there are distinguished guests in the private room upstairs who want to see you. Madam Yang, please come with your servant."
Shi Yan paused for a moment while wrapping his hands, looked up at him, and asked, "Who wants to see me?"
Dr. Jiu shook his head like a rattle and answered truthfully: "I don't know who he is, but I saw a goldfish bag hanging on his waist. I think he is a high-ranking official of the third rank or higher. He is very noble."
The officials of the third rank and above in Taiyuan City could be counted on one hand. The word Song Heng appeared in Shi Yanwei's mind involuntarily, and asked him: "How old are you? How do you look? How tall are you?"
Dr. Jiu has developed a good ability to recognize people, and he answered without thinking: "He seems to be no more than twenty-four or five years old. He looks very handsome and is very tall, about six feet three or four."
Listening to his description, it seemed that the person coming was not Song Heng, who could it be. In the more than three months since Shi Yanwei left the Song Mansion, she had not seen anyone in the Song Mansion. She thought Song Heng would never appear in front of her again, but now, he still came looking for her.
Shi Yanwei suddenly felt uneasy, but couldn't refuse. If she didn't go now and angered him, God knew what he would do with his means and power.
"Okay, I'll just go with you." Shi Yanwei said, taking off his coat and following him out of the dining room.
After entering the private room where Song Heng was, Shi Yanwei turned around and asked Dr. Jiu to go about his business, then closed the door.
"I have met the envoy of the Song Dynasty, and the envoy is blessed." Shi Yanwei suppressed the uneasiness and panic in his heart and said calmly.
She called him the envoy of the Song Dynasty, but she refused to call him the head of the family.
Song Heng felt a little harsh, raised his eyebrows, stood up and came to her, his eyes wandering on her plain face without makeup, and asked in a deep voice: "Is this the good place you found for yourself after leaving Song Mansion?
Shi Yanwei subconsciously took two steps back, put some distance away from him, and said calmly: "I don't think there is anything wrong with going to such a place. I make money with my own hands, and do what I want to do in my spare time. There are not too many rules and regulations, I really like this kind of comfortable life."
Song Heng just sneered when he heard this and approached her step by step until her back was against the wall and there was no way to retreat. He lowered his head and said with disdain: "The pleasant days you talk about are just smoking and rubbing in the dining room." How much money do you get for cooking noodles, and how often do you go on stage and play the pipa for a laugh?"
A joke? When had she ever smiled? Shi Yanwei was furious at his words, raised her head to meet his eyes, and retorted plausibly: "In your eyes, selling your skin and becoming a concubine is a so-called good place? I can earn my money with my own hands. Live and support yourself, there is nothing to be ashamed of.”
"What a betrayer!" Song Heng was so choked by her that he choked for a long time before speaking again: "It turns out that in Madam Yang's heart, a certain person is no different from those lusty, lustful, and lustful prostitutes. In this case, I don’t need to be a gentleman in front of you, but I hope you won’t regret it in the future!”
"I definitely won't regret it. I want to tell the envoy of Song Dynasty that not everyone in the world is willing to be a canary in a cage for people's entertainment for the sake of wealth and splendor; girls in this world are not the only ones who rely on men. Only a man can make a living. From now on, I don’t want to see you again. Please ask Song Jie to be kind and show your respect. Don’t lower your status and press on a little girl like me step by step."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Gui felt a chill go down his spine. How could anyone dare to talk to the head of the family like this? He never expected that Madam Yang, who usually looks at the soft and weak person, would be so deviant, stubborn and untamable inside. If she had known that today, He shouldn't have expected the head of the family to have such thoughts about her in the first place.
Song Heng laughed angrily and just stared at her deeply. After all, without saying anything more, he turned around and said "go home" to Feng Gui and walked out the door without looking back.
Riding to the front of the mansion, Song Heng kicked the stirrup and dismounted. Feng Gui followed him silently, not daring to express his anger.
At the second watch, when Song Heng washed and changed his clothes, Feng Gui took a deep breath, blew out the last lampstand in the room, and tiptoed out.
Song Heng was still angry, chewing over and over the disrespectful words from Shi Yan Weitan's mouth, tossing and turning, until he fell into a light sleep in the latter half of the night.
In the dream, he was in the abandoned old house he had dreamed about that night. The graceful girl in white appeared out of thin air again under the pear tree, and everything overlapped.
When Song Heng was lost, the girl was already in front of him. She was not even as tall as his shoulders. Her fingertips, as thin as onion tips, brushed his hand holding the sword, touched the sword body, and spoke to him softly: "Lang You want to use this sword on your waist to subjugate me..."
As he spoke, his jade fingers moved away from the long sword and came down, gently clasping it, smiling, "Or...?"
When the girl's voice sounded like a warbler's cry, Song Heng's throat tightened, and he suddenly grabbed her little hand that was making trouble underneath. He lowered his eyes slightly, and the face in front of him became clearer and clearer.
Song Heng pinched the girl's white and tender chin, stared into her peach blossom eyes, and said in a low voice: "Yang Chuyin, you asked for it!"
The evening wind blew down the pear blossoms, and pieces of pure white petals fell on the girl's clothes and hair; under the hazy moonlight, two figures were tightly intertwined, inseparable.
The pear flower demon, who was still a young man, was suppressed by the knight sleeping in the street with a rough long sword. He was unable to escape for a long time and was defeated several times. Until his breathing was shallow, his eyes were dim, and his snowy skin was covered with bruises of various sizes. shocking.
A night of chaos.
The next day it was bright and clear, and Song Heng just woke up and turned around. The mattress was wet. He rubbed his aching forehead, lifted the brocade quilt that was half covering his body, and took out clean sanitary towels from the mother-of-pearl wood wardrobe. He put on his trousers, put on his coat and called Feng Gui to bring water.
Feng Gui picked up the basin he had washed his face in and was about to go out. Song Heng suddenly stopped him and ordered with a gloomy face: "Throw away the mattress on the bed."
It’s really a sentence without beginning or end. Feng Gui was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, nodded in agreement, and then took out the water.
Not long after, Song Heng was eating in the outside room, and Feng Gui entered the inside room. He could only take a look at the mattress, hurriedly rolled it into a ball, stuffed it into a basin and took it out. He told Ju Bai to wait until the master of the house had breakfast and went out before going in again. Make a new mattress.
After Song Heng finished his breakfast, he got up and walked to the government office. He did not ask Feng Gui to follow him, but asked Feng Gui to go to the Taiyuan Governor's Mansion.
Shi Yanwei didn't sleep well all night, so he went to find Cui Sanniang in the morning with a gloomy face. He said that she was leaving Taiyuan and could no longer help in the kitchen. She gave her some pastry recipes that were commonly used by guests. All of them have been written down in a booklet and handed over to Ji Sanniang for review.
Cui Sanniang was puzzled after hearing this, so she had to ask her a few questions: "Why do you want to leave Taiyuan? Now that there is war and chaos outside, how can a weak woman like you settle down and make a living?"
Shi Yanwei said calmly: "The world is big and there is always a place for me. Sanniang doesn't need to worry about me. There is one thing I want to ask Sanniang. If I want to go somewhere else, where should I go to get everything done?" ?”
Cui Sanniang thought for a moment and replied: "It should be the Governor's Mansion in the north of the city."
After Shi Yan thanked Cui Sanniang slightly, he covered the fatigue on his face with powder, put on the curtain and headed north of the city.
After entering the Dudu Mansion, he queued up to get the paper to fill in the application matters. Shi Yanwei used two Kaiyuan Tongbao to borrow pen and ink from a small vendor outside the Dudu Mansion to fill in the information.
When the form was filled in at the guarantor's office, Shi Yanwei ran into trouble and had to go back to Cui Sanniang for help.
Cui Sanniang just glanced at the paper and then said with a smile: "I'm here to sign it for you. What's the point? Zhang Erniang often goes out to buy tea and wine, and it's me, Liu Sanniang, Huang Siniang who guarantee for her."
While talking, he asked someone to invite Liu Sanniang to come over, and they both acted as guarantors for Shi Yanwei.
In the afternoon, Shi Yanwei sent the filled-in application form to the Governor's Mansion and hired a donkey cart to go back.
At Youzheng, Song Heng rode back to the mansion. Feng Gui had been waiting for him at the gate of the mansion early in the morning. When he saw him dismounting from the stirrup, he hurriedly got up from the bench and came to Song Heng's side.
"Master, someone from the Governor's Mansion has sent a message."
