That night, Shen Quehuan turned over all night like a pancake, during which she turned over and got up several times, planning to attack the Song Mansion at night and steal people out, but another voice told her firmly: Jiang Qian, you can't do that, you should use Shen Quehuan's thinking to think about the problem. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Early the next morning, Shen Qihuan went to Jingtai Temple. After having a bland breakfast with Lao Anren, I finally couldn't help but ask a few tentative questions.

"Ancestor, I listened to a play book yesterday. Shen Qihuan held a pear in his hand, and said what was in his heart. "In the play, a bastard wanted to marry a young lady, and I don't know what means he used to move Miss Qianjin's vicious grandmother, and the grandmother showed this young lady, and on the day of the wedding, she tied it up and sent it to a sedan chair to marry, but the young lady was a fierce woman and would rather die. ”

Since Shen Qihuan stared at the two dark circles and came to Jingtai Courtyard, Lao An knew that this child couldn't figure it out in his heart, she listened carefully to what Shen Qihuan said, thought about it before and after, and asked in a surprising voice: "What's the matter?" The old lady of the Song family wants to marry their second girl to Qiao San?"

The pear in Shen Quehuan's hand fell as soon as she clicked, and she couldn't speak for a long time with her mouth open.

Lao Anren glanced at her blankly, ordered the maids who were waiting in the room to retreat, and said mockingly: "Be careful that your chin is about to fall to the edge of the kang, such a rectum, I really panic for your old man." ”

"What's the matter with my father?" Shen Que said happily, his body couldn't help rubbing towards Lao Anren, and asked intimately: "Your old man is really a god, no wonder they all say that the long-lived women in the inner house can become sperm." Tell me how you guessed it. ”

Lao Anren raised his hand and beat him, and Mother Fu, who was waiting on the side, couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "The third lady in the house is honest and sincere. ”

Where is this sincerity, in the house gate of the capital, which girl feels that she is a great-grandmother?

Xu was used to being disobedient to Shen Quehuan, and Lao An was too lazy to get angry, so he simply put on an old man's appearance and said: "Where are you listening to the play, saying that the drama is clearly your own trap, isn't the daughter who can make you fall in love with Song Ajiao?" And her grandmother is not a thing as you said, and then it is the bastard in your mouth, it must be a well-deserved person to be described by you like this, the old lady I thought about it, Dongbo Mansion is talking about the media these days, and Qiao San also beat the idea of our sister Zhen, so I thought, eighty percent is the third child of this Qiao family. ”

Shen Qihuan had to give a thumbs up and said, "Ginger is still old and spicy." ”

But Qiao Zhen had beaten the idea of Crane Zhen, but it was the first time she heard that although Crane Zhen was a clever person, she was helpless but a concubine, no wonder she could be remembered by such a scoundrel, it seems that Changru had determined to correct his name before returning to Beijing, and he was still more prescient.

Shen Quehuan was full of thoughts, but she had a bright smile on her face, and she asked earnestly with Lao Anren: "According to the meaning of the ancestors, how can this matter be turned around?"

Lao Anren pinched the Buddha beads and sighed lightly, "Since ancient times, marriage has followed the words of the matchmaker according to the order of the parents, no matter whether this matter is determined or not, Miss Song Er herself cannot make the decision." ”

Shen Qihuan was about to refute immediately, but Lao Anren waved his hand helplessly, signaling her not to be in such a hurry, and listened to her say slowly, "The one in the Song family has too many twists and turns in her mind, but don't forget, she didn't dare to fight the idea of a girl before, how could she dare to do such a dirty thing to force marriage?"

Shen Quehuan followed Lao Anren's train of thought and said in a deep voice: "Because Second Mrs. Song's maiden house has been destroyed." ”

Lao Anren nodded, "In the past, it was a strange commodity to live in, but now it can't be sold, and the girl can be said to have fallen from the sky into the mud pit, so Mrs. Song dares to be the master, but if the girl is dragged out of the mud pit, then does she dare to act alone in this matter?"

Shen Qihuan thought about it, this is really the truth, but how can she drag Gillian girl? She couldn't help but cast a puzzled look at Lao Anren.

Lao Anren's expression remained unchanged and said: "Since the Song family's change in attitude towards Jiao Girl is due to the loss of power of her mother's family, you might as well find a reliable godfather for Jiao Girl, or simply find a man who is willing to marry Jiao Girl and can also help the Song family." ”

Obviously, the former is much easier than the latter, not to mention that Shen Qihuan can't find a man who dares to take Gillian for a while, even if he can find it, with his aunt's love education for Gillian, Song Gillian will definitely not find a man to marry casually.

In this case, there is only one way left. And Lao Anren's words are all here, no matter how bad the idea is, I am afraid that I can't come up with it.

Shen Qihuan weighed the names of some people in his heart, of course, the best thing was Qi Linyu, if he could recognize Song Ajiao as his godsister at this time, presumably Mrs. Song would immediately dispel the idea of forced marriage, but Qi Linyu would not be able to return to the capital for a while, and Bai Qian would not have the strength to do such a thing at all.

Thinking about it again, it is impossible for these people of Chengping Hou, let alone other strong reinforcements from other clans who are not familiar with it at all, Shen Qihuan was confused again, and leaned on the old lady again like a curiosity.

Lao Anren was angry, poked her with his finger, and scolded: "Think about it, who can support the girl at this critical time?"

Shen Qihuan was confused, she wanted to say that she could, but she felt inexplicably empty-hearted, this feeling was not uncomfortable at all, as if she was a lonely ghost, and she had no way to hurt her ghosts, and it was pointless to live by herself.

After a while, Lao Anren couldn't sink anymore, and hummed: "King Huai, Qi Zhan." ”

Shen Que woke up suddenly, and immediately her mind was clear, how could she forget Qi Zhan. To say that Gillian's mother family is not Qi Zhan's mother's family, and Qi Zhan is still the King of Huai with the emperor's blood, as long as he has a clear attitude to protect Gillian at this time, then Mrs. Song will have to weigh her own weight.

Thinking of this, Shen Quehuan hugged Lao Anren and kissed her on the face, "Ancestor, you can really do it." After speaking, he slipped off the kang and walked away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Lao Anren raised his voice and scolded, "Little rabbit cub, you are called unloading the mill and killing ......" After thinking about it, he felt that he was scolding himself, so he closed his mouth stupidly, and turned his head and told Fu's mother: "Clean up a house for her here, this girl should learn how to be a woman." ”

Mother Fu smiled: "The old slave is also surprised when he listens to it today, the third girl is willing to turn this corner when she thinks about things, but it is really not easy." ”

Lao Anren sighed, "She's right, the old immortals in the inner house are all human spirits, Sister Lan was incapable of it at that time, and now that I'm here with her niece, I have to wake up, and the third girl will be seventeen after the New Year, and she should also refer to the things in the inner house, and I should be in case of that head thinking about how to sell her." As she spoke, she took a sip of tea and said, "Your old sisters are still in touch, right? ”