An Yihou took the tea into his hand, the clear tea fragrance came to his nose, An Yihou lowered his head and took a sip, the tea was very sweet.

"The old lady knows what the Hou Ye is worried about," the old lady Song said with a smile, "The Hou Mansion can be so hasty and simple in the engagement there, although Baoshan will come to the door tomorrow, it will only ask you according to the number of courtesies, and when this matter is over, I will leave for the capital to meet Mrs. Tai first." ”

An Yihou's worries suddenly disappeared for the most part.

Mrs. Song said: "We are sincerely asking for marriage, and we are looking forward to the Hou Ye returning to Beijing to say a few good words for us in front of Mrs. Tai." ”

An Yihou just agreed.

While he was talking, he only listened to the steward's announcement: "Mr. Xue and his wife are here." ”

Old Lady Song nodded.

Song Chengxuan got up and went out to greet Xue Shen and his wife.

Xue Shen had already known about this, and was prepared in his heart, but Mrs. Xue only arrived in Jiangyin last night, although she simply explained the situation from her own master, but now the whole person is still like being in a fog, and she has never come back to her senses, she has always felt that the right-hand man under the master, Lord Song, is all in the barracks, I am afraid that there will be no movement in the past few years, but I didn't think that I would go to ask for a kiss in the blink of an eye, and it was the eldest lady of the Hou family of An Yi.

Song Chengxuan looked cold and incomprehensible on weekdays, but he didn't expect that he had already made plans for himself behind his back, and he was really unseemly.

Mrs. Xue thought of this and turned her head to look at Xue Shen, the master's attitude was also very strange, obviously he was here to support the Song family, but the whole person was more nervous than her own son's courtship.

"Master, don't panic," Mrs. Xue said in a low voice, "We are just guests, and it is the Song family and the Xu family who should be anxious." ”

"You can't say something festive," Xue Shen frowned, "What's the hurry." ”

"Yes, the concubine is wrong," Mrs. Xue said again and again, "It should be said that it is the icing on the cake." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Song Chengxuan coming over from a distance.

"Let's go." Xue Shen glanced at the person behind him, which he had just picked up at the door of Song's house and brought it in.

Hearing Xue Shen's words, Xu Qingan walked into the gate of the Song family.

Today's Xu Qing'an was wearing a blue robe, his hair was combed brightly, and he stood there silently, looking like a prince of the Hou Mansion.

Song Chengxuan saluted Xue Shen and his wife, and looked at Xu Qing'an: "The prince." ”

"Lord Song." Xu Qing'an's voice seemed to come from between his teeth, and Song's eyes became brighter, and his whole person was full of energy.

Several people entered the house and greeted each other.

An Yihou saw his son's dignified appearance, and felt a little relieved in his heart, before coming to the Song family, he asked people to look for this stinky boy everywhere, but fortunately, this kid didn't make any trouble.

The Song family's courtship today is also considered to be doing their best, and the six ceremonies behind should also be easy to discuss, and a big stone in An Yihou's heart is about to land.

"Father," Xu Qing'an leaned over, "did you write to your grandmother and mother?" ”

An Yihou's face stiffened.

"Did you say you had already given your sister a promise?" Xu Qingan's voice was lower, "I wrote a letter to my family, and now it should have reached my mother."

Father, people can't always be adrift, they always have to come home. ”

An Yihou looked at his son angrily, how could he raise such an injustice.

"I'm going to accompany my sister."

Xu Qingan immediately retired and left the house, even if the Song family had already asked for marriage, he couldn't let his sister be here alone, in case his sister felt lonely, sad, and regretful, he would always rush out as soon as possible.

Xu Qinghuan was sitting in the garden drinking tea, only to see Xu Qingan striding over.

"Brother is wearing the new clothes I prepared for you," Xu Qinghuan was about to praise his brother for his good looks, but he felt a little strange, "Is there anything else in my brother's robe?" "It always seems a little weird.

"Short brown," Xu Qing'an said in a low voice, "If we can't talk to the Song family, we will tear our faces, and I will also take off my robe and fight with that Song Chengxuan." ”

The robe was specially bought for him by his sister, and of course it can't be damaged.

Xu Qinghuan's heart was sour, knowing that her brother was thinking about her, but thinking about such weather, it was really ...... For the sake of a robe, I couldn't help but feel funny: "Brother doesn't have to worry about me, I am also willing to marry Lord Song." ”

Xu Qingan's head suddenly sank.

"However, whether I marry or not, my grandmother, father, mother, and brother are the relatives I care about the most, and this will never change."

Xu Qingan's whole person immediately cheered up.

……

Separated by a few green bamboos, Song Chengxuan stood not far away.

When he walked over, he saw Xu Qinghuan and Xu Qingan talking in the pavilion, and the two brothers and sisters seemed to have not been together for a long time to talk, and they whispered there and kept talking.

One moment sad, the next moment burst into laughter, he seemed to have never seen her so relaxed, he didn't have to care about anyone, so this is what An Yihou is most worried about.

His daughter is unrestrained at home, and after marrying him, she will have to bear heavy responsibilities more or less.

It's like she's never been casual around him.

"Childe," Yongye said in a low voice, "Mrs. Zheng has been refusing to leave, clamoring to see the old lady and you, but when someone from the Zheng family came, she dragged Mrs. Zheng back." ”

Mrs. Zheng wanted to exchange the secret of the Xu family for his gratitude, thinking that in this way he would show mercy to Zheng Shuang, and Master Zheng naturally wouldn't let her do this when he knew it, not to mention that there were other reasons for this......

"Where's Cui Hao?"

Yongye replied: "I have been picked up from the inn by the Zheng family." ”

It seems that this matter will soon come to an end.

Thinking of this, Song Chengxuan looked into the pavilion again, just as Xu Qinghuan turned her head to find him, her eyes met, she immediately nodded knowingly, tidied up her dress, and walked over to him.

"There's news from Cui Hao, right?" Xu Qinghuan said that Master Zheng went to Ansan Temple early in the morning, and obviously had discovered Mrs. Zheng's actions, and it seemed that everything was going smoothly.

In his previous life, Cui Hao did not mention recognizing his relatives, and the Zheng family did not react to Cui Hao's death, and Mrs. Zheng has always been her housewife.

After there are changes in this life, what will happen to Cui Hao?

The case is also coming to an end.

"Lord Song," Xu Qinghuan said, "If there is really something wrong with Master Huijing, I will definitely investigate it to the end, but this Huijing is quite famous in Beijing, and it is very likely that Lord Song will have his exploits in Changzhou." "Huijing is also quite famous in the hearts of the people of Changzhou, such a master, even if they find conclusive evidence, many people will not believe it.

The corners of Song Chengxuan's mouth turned up and a smile appeared: "What's so scary about that." ”

Such a look made Xu Qinghuan very familiar, but it was not the Song Hou in his previous life.

……

Mrs. Zheng was taken back to the Zheng family by the housekeeper's mother-in-law.

The two housekeepers came up from Zhuangzi, and they refused to say anything with a calm face all the way, and their four thick hands grabbed Mrs. Zheng's arm mercilessly, and threw her into the house before walking out.

Mrs. Zheng struggled to get up from the ground, and when she looked up, she saw Master Zheng sitting on a chair.