Twenty-five: Bait
Mrs. Song quickly chose a date and set the day when Song Chuyi moved to Ningde Courtyard on the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month.
Seeing that it has been closed in recent years, there are a lot of things on the other side of the household. The military quartermaster in the northwest has been reported again, and the household registration booklet that has been changed every ten years has to be re-registered, and Song Chengwei is almost busy every day without touching the ground.
It was easy to Mu Xiu as soon as he returned, and when he heard that Mrs. Song was arranging the small hugging house in Ningde Courtyard, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "How can you manage this kind of thing in a good way?" ”
Since Song Linlang, the old lady Song has also raised a Song Chuchen, but because she knew that Song Chuchen must be entering the palace, she had to work hard to get some energy. Now that Mrs. Song mentioned that she still had to raise Song Chuyi, he felt a little strange.
Old Mrs. Song looked at him with disgust: "The day before yesterday, I sent someone to the study to report a message to you, presumably you didn't take it to heart." ”
Song Chengwei smiled: "You don't know how many things I have on my hands these days, and the day before yesterday, I discussed with Wu Yuanyi, the head of the warehouse department, about the northwest side of the matter all night." I really don't know about these things at home. ”
Old Mrs. Song knew that he had been really busy with affairs recently, so she nodded with a smile and followed his words: "I see that Xiaoyi likes it very much." is a small group, but it has its own set of dealing with people, and it is rare to be calm. I haven't seen such a wonderful child for many years, and I have stayed by my side to raise it, and my life is more relaxed. ”
I hadn't heard of Song Chuyi having these advantages before, and it was true that he was very good at getting into trouble. Didn't you just say that you had a dispute with Sister Mi a few days ago?
Because there was a dispute over property in the family and the demotion of the knighthood, Song Chengwei took the family style very seriously, and since he knew that the two little girls had fought regardless of the love of sisters, he had already disliked the two in his heart.
At this time, when he heard Mrs. Song mention these advantages of Song Chuyi, he shook his head and didn't believe it: "You don't hide it from me." I'm afraid that you don't see her crying anymore, so you have to discipline her personally, right? ”
Most of the men in the house are not in charge of the affairs of the house, and with his observations over the years, he feels that the Li family is a good steproom, and he is good enough for the children left by the original partner. It's just that Song Chuyi has a bad temper and is too pampered, and he is spoiled.
In such a situation, it is normal for the Li family, as a stepmother, to be ruthless, so she had to ask Mrs. Song to come and ask her to discipline her.
Mrs. Song was noncommittal and told Huang's mother to bring Song Chuyi up.
When Song Chuyi entered the door, Song Chengwei's eyes naturally looked at her. She wore a duck-egg blue jacket today, and a frost-colored pleated skirt underneath. Although it has not yet grown, it is still small, but those eyes are like two black grapes in clear water, bright and transparent, and the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, making people forget the vulgar when they see it, and the whole person looks elegant and dusty.
It's really different from the past, it's not the relationship of dress, it's the temperament of the whole person. Song Chengwei saw it at a glance, and his eyes darkened a little.
Song Chuyi stepped forward to ask An to salute, steady and steady, and his movements were as smooth as in the past few days, and he did it comfortably and naturally.
Song Chengwei taught his children very strictly, even if it was Song Guifei before he left the cabinet, he was always a little nervous in front of him, but he didn't expect that the seven-year-old girl in front of him could salute calmly and glancely, with a plain face and firm eyes, unlike before, her eyes rolled around, which added a little frivolity.
He couldn't help but feel really satisfied, and his face softened a little: "Little Liu'er, I will live with your grandmother in the future." Your grandmother is stricter here than anywhere else, can you stand it? ”
Song Chuyi knew in his heart that if he had to pass the level of Song Chengwei, he would really grasp the old lady Song's dependence. Hearing this, he nodded heavily, and looked at Song Chengwei with a firm gaze: "There are no rules, there is no circle, Xiao Liu'er will learn the rules from her grandmother in the future." ”
Mrs. Song was very satisfied, and pulled her to her side and sat down with a smile.
Since being in a high position, Song Chengwei has rarely seen young nephews dare to look him in the eyes like this.
After being stunned for a moment, he knew that the old lady was afraid that she had really picked up the treasure this time, and laughed: "Then you can remember your words, your mother was born in a family, and the rules and etiquette are superior, you are not allowed to fall behind!" ”
Mrs. Song informed Yushu Yulan: "Today, you six young ladies are moving, you go to each room to inform them, and ask the ladies to come to Ningde Courtyard for dinner, and also make your six young ladies happy!" ”
Yushu Yulan smiled and led people out.
There was Huang's mother Xu and Mother Xu left in the house, and the old lady also found a reason to support the two of them, and then faced Song Chengwei: "Master, do you still remember the events of the Chengguo Mansion when the clan was wiped out?" ”
Song Chengwei was startled, glanced at Song Chuyi who was hanging her head, and was inexplicable, and didn't understand why Old Lady Song mentioned this matter in front of her. But he and Mrs. Song have been married for so many years, of course they know what kind of person she is, so they nodded and said, "Of course I remember." At that time, their family Xiao Jiu was crazy, saying that they dreamed that the Chengguo Mansion was on fire and made trouble in front of the Queen Mother. ”
There was an uproar in the capital, and they all said that Miss Nine had fallen into evil.
At that time, Song Chengwei and Mrs. Song were not at peace in their hearts - it was already a time when the rumors were raging, and Cheng Guogong's family supported the king of Thailand at that time
Sure enough, later the King of Thailand was exiled, and Cheng Guogong's family was buried in the fire. Except for Wang Jinsi, who was protected by the Queen Mother, there was no one left in the Chengguo family.
"Xiaoyi has been dreaming a lot lately." Old Mrs. Song said, her voice slowly lowered: "The omen is not very good, I am a little worried." If you have time today, let's take a closer look. ”
Song Chengwei's face didn't change much, but the atmosphere in the room suddenly cooled down, so quiet that he could even hear his breathing.
Song Chuyi knew that Song Chengwei was afraid that he was already suspected of pretending to be a ghost, and if he didn't tell the reason, all the efforts he had made before would be in vain.
She took a deep breath, knelt in front of Song Chengwei with low eyebrows, and repeated what she had said in front of Old Lady Song before.
It's just that the focus is different.
When talking to the old lady, he focused on his unhappy marriage with Shen Qingrang, and talked about the hardships he would suffer in the future. This is to plant a little suspicion of the Li family in the old lady's heart.
Now in front of Song Chengwei, she is talking more about what will happen to the Song family in the future.
Hearing her say that in her previous life, Song Jue died in the hunting ground, Song Linlang also died of illness, and when the concubine Niangniang in the palace died violently with her child, Song Chengwei was already pale.
This will definitely not be made up by Song Chuyi! Song Chengwei knew in her heart that it was absolutely impossible for a little girl to have the ability to make up such a statement.