The seventh girl, Song Shusheng, is the only child of the eldest lady, and in front of the elders, she can't let the eldest lady be embarrassed. This Aunt Zhao is favored, but the housewife in the house is still the eldest lady.

Song Shusheng timidly looked at her outstretched hand, a little hesitant. The grandmother sighed and asked, "Feng, why did the child grow so thin?" Come up and let Grandmother take a good look. ”

The eldest lady hung her head, and when she heard that she was happy again, she hurriedly said in a gentle voice: "Old lady, Shusheng contracted the wind cold a while ago, and it has only been better recently, so she has lost some weight. As he spoke, he pushed Song Shusheng again, and ordered: "What are you kidding with, your grandmother is calling you to speak." ”

Song Yansheng took her hand and led her forward, and her grandfather also felt that the child was thin. Song Yansheng saw that she was reluctant to speak, so he laughed softly: "Seventh sister wants to come to recognize life, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I have to be familiar with it." Hengbo, you go and bring the snacks and candies in my cage, they are all specialties brought from Jinling, and I eat and play while talking to my sisters. ”

This was said very steadily, and everyone listened to it in their hearts. Aunt Zhao smiled and watched several girls go out, landing on Song Yansheng, but the smile in her eyes faded a little.

This sixth girl, at such a young age, is so clear and exquisite.

Out of the Shunchun Hall, all the way, are green trees and plantains, pavilion rockery, the scenery is beautiful, quite interesting. Song Yansheng listened to the introduction of the eighth girl and looked around.

"This house was repaired by my brother himself, although it is not big, but no one who comes to my house does not praise it."

She smiled lightly and nodded: "Yes, yes." ”

"There's a little garden over there, and next to it, you'll get to my lodgings after the moon gate. Sixth sister want to go and see? ”

"Nature is good."

Song Qisheng's room is even more carefully arranged, the tables and seats are all fine wood, and even the pasted windows are made of rare cirrus silk, inside, the beds and bedding are all brand new satin, burning incense, and there is a foreign mirror next to the cabinet, which can shine on the whole body and see very clearly.

Out of this house, across a small bridge, at the east end is the residence of the eldest lady. Song Shusheng's room is separated by a blue gauze cupboard, compared to Song Qisheng's, it doesn't look like the layout of a concubine's boudoir. There are mostly some books in it, and there is a brush on the desk, and it seems that she is learning words before please Ann.

The Seven Girl's handwriting is very beautiful, many times better than her own hand-named "Book of Heaven". She looked at Song Shusheng's notebook, and then thought about herself, she was very ashamed.

"Seventh Sister's handwriting is really much better than mine, can you teach me?"

Song Shusheng's face turned red when he heard this, and he waved his hand again and again, very embarrassed. Song Qisheng next to him saw it in his eyes, but his heart was unbalanced, why did the sixth sister praise her and not praise herself when she first came? Song Shusheng is wooden and can't speak, which is really annoying.

Song Yansheng was not very interested in her extremely delicate boudoir, but stopped here for a while at Song Shusheng. While looking at the bookcase, I walked over and looked at the embroidery. The eight girls hated to bite the rose cake while pricking up their ears to listen to the movement.

"You embroidered all of this, too? It's so pretty! ”

"These ...... I embroider to pass the time on weekdays, and my mother taught me. ”

Song Shusheng accompanied her, knowing that she had been speaking for her, and couldn't help but be much closer to her.

"Sixth sister, why do you praise her all the time, and you don't praise me!" Song Qisheng saw that the two of them had walked together, and he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied and protested.

Song Yansheng couldn't help but smile, "I'll just say a few words to your seventh sister, and you're going to be jealous?" ”

Song Qisheng looked at the temperament of a child, and frowned and snorted.

While they were talking, the wind was blowing outside the window. As soon as the wind blew, Song Yansheng smelled a special smell in the house. She has always been sensitive to smells, this smell is very light, it is easy to smell if you don't pay attention, it smells like herbs, but it is a little different, and there is a faint smell mixed in it, if there is no one, it is difficult to distinguish.

She subconsciously got up to find the source in the house, and asked, "I heard that the seventh sister was sick a few days ago, and now she is in good health?" ”

Before Song Shusheng could speak, he was preempted by the eight girls on the side: "She, she is really a sick seedling, she has been sick intermittently for the past six months, and the smell of medicine has been smoked all over the house, it really smells." ”

Song Yansheng's inquiry was naturally not the smell of herbs, she walked to the edge of the bed and stared thoughtfully at the satin mattress underneath.

When the sun was just setting, the uncle and the elder brother came back from the official office. Song Yansheng was playing guessing stones with her two younger sisters behind the screen, but unexpectedly, as soon as her uncle Song Zhi entered the door, he fell to his knees with a thud, which scared the second elder.

"Father, I ...... I just can't hold it anymore. ”

The three of them looked at each other, and they all fell silent.

The old lady over there scolded sharply: "Unfilial son, get up and talk, look at your wretch, shame!" ”

Song Yansheng's brows gradually frowned.

Uncle Song was the imperial history of Taichung before he was released to Yangzhou, in charge of impeachment and supervision, although the power is very heavy, but the Jingmen clan avoided it, because this position is very easy to offend people. Song Zhi is a hard stone again, with an upright temperament, and the power of impeachment, it is inevitable that he will not have grudges with other officials. A few years ago, he made a lot of enemies in the court and was ostracized, so he was sent to Yangzhou and appointed as the prefect, which can be regarded as a flat adjustment.

However, this is not to say that her uncle is incapable, but Song Zhi himself is a pure minister. Pure ministers are holy people, who never form parties for personal gain, and only obey the emperor's orders. This is the reason why Song Zhi has a lot of grievances in the court and no one climbs it, but the saint still wants to protect him.

Besides, if the position of Yangzhou prefect is not trusted by the saint, this position will never be Song Zhi's turn to sit. You must know that Yangzhou has been a land of gold since ancient times, and it is so rich that it is full of oil, and the prefect of Yangzhou is even more fat, and everyone wants this position. However, now her uncle actually knelt on the ground, snorting and tearfully saying that he didn't want to be the prefect who everyone envied.

This is really what makes Song Yansheng feel strange.

"Something that has no interest, it has grown so big, and it hasn't been a little bit out of proportion in case of trouble!" The old man's good mood for the day was dissipated by this kneeling, and the falcon raised his eyes and looked at the eldest brother Song Meichang next to him, "Brother Chang, you can make it clear." ”

Song Meichang knelt beside him, and his face was also unassuming, and under this order, he was silent for a long time before he sighed: "Everyone says that Lianghuai is the richest, but they don't know how difficult it is to be an official here, and the doorway is too deep. ”

This eldest brother Song Meichang is a person who is very good at maneuvering, and he is really good at doing things. Now that he said this, the old man couldn't help but be serious, and his intuition was that there was a big deal.

Song Yansheng went down to Jiangnan and only wanted to enjoy the great rivers and mountains, and after listening to the narrative behind the screen, he was already shocked and abnormal in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. Everyone in the world has seen the prosperity of Jiangnan, but they have not seen that the entire Jiangnan officialdom is now a mess.

Song Zhi was in a hurry, and he was able to resist it all these years, but now it is difficult to hold on.

The young man didn't know what it was like to be sad, Song Qisheng had no interest in officialdom, and he couldn't understand her father's troubles and worries, so he ran to play with her after dinner.

It was Song Shusheng who observed the words, although she didn't understand what she said, but when she saw that Song Zhi was annoyed, she didn't need to eat, and she moved her fingers several times to serve tea, but she didn't dare to open her mouth to consol.

Song Yansheng saw it in his eyes.

Yangzhou rested for a few days, but my grandfather had no plans to leave for Beijing. Song Yansheng also visited the house in his spare time, and he also knew some things from the words of others. The Song family also opened a private school in this house, and invited a respected old gentleman to teach, but among the students were not only the two girls of the Song family, but also the daughters of some officials. Song Qisheng played well with them, even now that Xia Xiu is at home, some girls come to play. Coincidentally, I was hit by her today.

"Eight girls, this is ......"

A group of girls bumped into a person coldly, very curious.

"This is my sixth sister." Song Qisheng pulled her over and said very proudly.

"Oh, it turned out to be from Beijing. Sixth girl, do you want to play with us? A girl came to take her hand and asked very enthusiastically: "Then Jingmen is a little different from our Yangzhou?" ”

There are all girls from Jiangnan here, except for Song Qisheng, few have gone far away. As soon as they heard that she was coming from Beijing, they all curiously pestered her to ask questions.

"It's good that the sixth girl is going to stay here for some time!"

The first few are all made of ayaluo, gold and jade are ornaments, and they are noble everywhere, and there is some scrutiny and contempt between their expressions when they look at people. At a glance, you can see where Song Qisheng's arrogant temper was learned.

She looked at them and smiled gently, "Girls, Kang'an." ”

One of the girls was the most delicate and gorgeous, and her expression was the most proud. She didn't gather around to talk like the girls next to her, but shook her fan and raised her chin slightly, as if waiting for her to take the initiative to say hello.

This style reminded Song Yansheng of Song Qinsheng, the fifth sister who was far away in Beijing. She couldn't help but smile, nodded to her.

But the girl's head was raised higher. Hearing others call her "Miss Qian", Song Yansheng's heart turned around, and she had a number.

Yangzhou City is a place where giants gather, and there is no shortage of big salt merchants on the strong side. This Qian family made a fortune from the south, a few generations ago only relied on luck to smuggle salt to make a living, but now the Qian master Qian Yishan is very smooth, and the relationship with the government is very close, the salt industry is profiteering, he is a model of one step to the sky, is the first salt merchant entrenched in the south of the Yangtze River. A few years ago, Emperor Mingde went down to the south of the Yangtze River, and he single-handedly arranged the road transportation, the palace, and the scenery, etc., and he was very effective in doing things, and he was quite favored.

Duan Xun: What about my role???

A crane: smash, the plot needs, calm down.

Duan Xun: I don't care! I want my wife!

A crane: Obedient, as the saying goes, if you don't see each other for a day, if you think about it for so long, you can't say goodbye like glue and honey.

Ah Hao: ...... Think beautifully.