The moment when I returned to the Beijing Gate after many days was sunset, the sedan chair of the Song Mansion walked through Xuanwu Street, a curtain, and it was the time when the market was closed, but the street was crowded with people, and it was still the lively and extraordinary of the old times.

There were already people waiting at the east corner gate of the Song Mansion. The people in the second and third rooms all stood on the steps and raised their heads to greet them, as well as a group of maids and maids in the house. Grandmother got off the sedan chair first, and Li trotted three or two steps to help, while asking, "It's been a long journey, and the old lady is afraid that she is tired, right?" Let's go in with my daughter-in-law and rest for a while. ”

The old lady glanced at her, her expression was indifferent, and she said to the mother-in-law beside her, "The sixth girl is still behind, waiting for her to enter the house together." ”

Li's expression was stunned, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly responded, "Yes." ”

Song Yue took Shen down the stairs and helped the old lady up, and it was the dazzling kung fu that Song Yansheng's sedan chair also arrived.

At the beginning, the elder and the old lady went to Jiangnan Province to kiss, and only brought one six girls in the mansion. Although Li Shi said that he had released the seal early after such a long time, he never swallowed this breath in his heart. She gave birth to three children to the Song family, two sons-in-law and one daughter-in-law. Song Qinsheng is better than the six girls everywhere, how can the old man be eccentric, but he only spoils the six girls in the second room.

Li secretly gritted his teeth and looked at the six girls over there.

This kid ...... I haven't seen you for many days, how did you get fat like this?

It's no wonder that she is strange, Jingmen has always been thin and beautiful, and for a period of time, there has been a popular morbid beauty that is weak and can't help the wind. Just look at the sound of Song Qin, now it is slim and slim, Li Shi has his own inhumane bad eyes, these six girls are mellow like this, whether it is in terms of body shape or poetry and book talent, they are not as good as their own five girls.

"Daddy, mother!" Song Yan got off the sedan chair, and when he raised his eyes and saw Song Yue and Shen, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out, and the person pounced like a little white ball. After not seeing her for many days, Shen thought that her daughter was desperate, so she immediately hugged her into her arms, and her heart that had been hanging for many days was solid.

A group of people huddled around them and walked inside. When Li Shi saw this, his heart became more and more uncomfortable. In order to welcome the old lady home, she deliberately changed the clothes of her three children into the latest and most exquisite ones. In the past, the old lady was very fond of their brothers and sisters in the third room, but the second brother and the fourth brother have been standing here for so long, and the old lady's eyes are still on the six girls, but they haven't even looked at the old man. She gritted her teeth and pulled Song Qinsheng to the front, Song Qinsheng looked at Song Yansheng next to her, showing a surprised expression:

"This Jiangnan is really raising people, raising the sixth sister so fat for nothing. Looking at it this way, I don't know why this son is not very good. ”

Li Shi laughed briefly, "Don't talk nonsense, your sixth sister is so petite and lovely, I look much cuter than you." ”

Song Yansheng knew that they were fine, knew how many catties and taels they had, and he was too lazy to bother with his lips and tongue, and replied with a slight bend of his eyes, "This time I went south and brought a lot of specialties, the fifth sister is not in a hurry, there are indeed a lot of delicious ones that are brought to you to taste, maybe the fifth sister will not be able to stop after eating." ”

Song Qinsheng's face stiffened, as if a fist had been trapped in cotton, the corners of her mouth were tense, and she could only politely reply when she took her hand, "Then thank you Sixth Sister." ”

While the old lady was walking, a circle of people looked over, but she didn't see the third brother, so she looked at Song Yue and said strangely, "Why didn't Brother Heng see it?" ”

Song Yansheng noticed that Shen was holding her hand for a moment, and couldn't help but raise her eyes to look over.

Song Yue replied: "Mother, don't blame, Brother Fang of the Pingning Hou Mansion is not doing well for a while, Brother Heng went to see him." ”

The old lady waved her hand when she heard this, "It's okay." I didn't see the third brother, I thought he was sick. On the other hand, he looked at Shen and asked, "Brother Fang, does it matter?" ”

"This child has always been unable to resist the wind, but this time he became ill suddenly, and my sister-in-law said that he was only slightly better yesterday."

"That'll be fine."

Song Yansheng listened to her mother's voice, but she always felt that things were not so simple.

After the group sent the old lady back to the room, Song Yansheng also returned to Ensi Hall. After bathing and changing, Cheng's mother sent a few sets of new wool materials from the Beijing Gate, and wanted to come and store them for her to make some autumn and winter clothes.

"The sixth sister can be regarded as back, Jiangnan is not smooth, and the old lady is so worried that she can't sleep well. Mrs. was cleaning up your room a while ago, and she arranged the autumn mattress and gauze tent by herself. ”

"I haven't seen you in the past few months, and my wife has been worried that you can't wear the autumn clothes of previous years because of your size, so she hurriedly chose a lot of fabrics, as well as a few good satins with foreign velvet fox fur, just waiting for the girl to come back and make winter clothes and put them on."

Song Yansheng bent his eyes, "There is Mama Lao." ”

Cheng's mother finished measuring, Song Yansheng wrapped herself in a plush cloak, and was about to go to Wei Ruixuan, when she suddenly remembered something, and looked at Hengbo Dao next to her, "The cage I brought back contains some toys, you go and get them for Cheng's mother, and a small sub-box is also taken out." ”

Cheng's mother waved her hand, "The girl remembers the old slave, I will receive this heart, how can I be embarrassed to accept it?" ”

"They are all some of the popular delicate toys in Jinling, just for your little grandson to play with, and my brother Yun is also the same, play a novelty, it's not worth anything."

Cheng's mother smiled and responded, "Then thank you Sixth Sister." ”

Song Yansheng waved his hand and ran to Wei Ruixuan like a gust of wind. In autumn, Wei Rui Xuan is covered with a layer of yellow leaves, and it is soft and rustling when you step on it. Entering the weeping flower door, there are two girls waiting outside the door. As soon as he saw her coming, he hurriedly saluted and lifted the thick curtain by the door.

The room was warm, and Brother Yun was being coaxed by the nurse. The little man was unhappy somehow, and moved restlessly in his arms like a kitten, occasionally making a soft cry or two, as if desperate to talk to someone.

As soon as the door curtain moved, he quickly tried to turn his head, opened his two big reddish eyes, and stared curiously at Song Yansheng who came over. Although I haven't seen her for a long time, this little man is very smart, waving two little fat hands and babbling for her to hug.

"Little Nine."

Song Yansheng was pounced, and he took out a free hand to pinch his soft cheek, and kissed him, "Xiao Jiu, I miss you." ”

"Wow...... Pump! ”

Before Brother Yun could speak, he gave out a single byte vaguely, hugged her neck happily, and drooled all over her neck while humming.

Song Yansheng teased him for a while, and then asked Hengbo to take out the new toy and play with him. Shen Shi returned to the house after seeing the small kitchen preparation, and as soon as he untied his cloak, he heard bursts of laughter inside.

"Brother Jiu'er is coaxed?"

The nurse smiled and pointed at Song Yansheng, and replied, "My brother is still kissing my sister, and when I see her coming, no one wants it." ”

Shen leaned in and called inside, "My son, my mother made almond cheese, come and warm up." ”

"Hey."

Song Yansheng hugged Xiao Jiu who was pestering her and walked out, and as soon as the little guy smelled the fragrance of milk, he began to drool again. Shen took a handkerchief and wiped his mouth clean, and hugged the person to the nurse.

"Does it taste okay?"

Song Yansheng nodded, "In Jiangnan, I just thought about this, and there are snacks from Mingyueju." ”

Shen touched her head and said angrily: "Little gluttonous cat." I bought it early in the morning and waited for you to come back and eat it. Your father knew that you loved to eat this family's dim sum, so he went to buy a few boxes and came back. ”

"Thank you, Daddy." Song Yan drank the cheese, his whole body was warm, he jumped off the chair and said, "I'll go to the study to find my father." ”

"It's okay, the small kitchen is almost ready, call him over for dinner."

When he arrived at the study, Song Yue was fiddling with a small abacus. He served as the waiter of the Sanpin household department, and when dealing with the silver money of the entire Dacheng, he was indispensable to have an abacus in his hand and a scale in his heart.

Because of Jiangnan Yan's case, Song Yansheng knew that his current affairs would not be easy. Song Yue fiddled with the small abacus, her eyebrows lowered slightly, and it wasn't until she called out that she raised her head to look over.

"Daddy, are you still worried about the salt politics over there in Jiangnan?"

"Five million two hundred and twenty thousand taels of snowflake silver, in exchange for which no dynasty has ever had such a huge loss." Song Yue sighed, "At the beginning of the Holy Emperor's ascension to the throne, the treasury was empty, and even the military salaries of the northern frontier to resist the enemy could not be supplied. In just over ten years, the Jiangnan region alone can eat so much silver. ”

Lin'an disaster relief is not peaceful, the homeless people have no fixed place, and the saint is the time when it is difficult to sleep and eat, and these moths in Jiangnan, who manage business and bully the people, are still colluding together to make money frantically regardless of it, Song Yue heard from his close attendants that when the saint got the secret report, he was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Jiangnan is bound to blow a bloody storm.

Song Yansheng's brows tightened, "Uncle is going south this time, ......"

Song Yue looked at his little daughter and shook his head, put down the things in his hand, and walked over and sighed, "It's hard to say." ”

The father and daughter walked out of the study holding hands, she thought of Shen Fangzhi's illness, and remembered her mother's expression, and couldn't help asking: "Cousin, what disease did he have?" ”

Song Yue's eyes sank, and he told her in a low voice, "It's not a disease, it's poisoning." ”

Now when she mentions poisoning, she will always irrepressibly think of Aunt Zhao in the Song Mansion in Yangzhou, so she hates poisoning. She pinched her fingers and said, "At the juncture when my uncle is going south, who did it?" ”

The people behind the poisoning are really unanimous. Shen Su was sent by the Holy Relatives to Jiangnan to investigate the case of salt and corruption, and the interests of Jiangnan were entangled and involved in many people, so naturally many people did not want him to investigate, so there were always people who stumbled openly and secretly, either to him or to the Shen family.

At present, although the battlefield has changed to Jiangnan, some heavyweight bigwigs have gathered there, and although there is a lot of emptiness on the side of Jingmen, it is still not to be taken lightly. Song Yansheng looked at Song Yue and shook her head, she always had an inexplicable premonition that Shen Fang's thing was probably done by someone from Beijing.