Chapter 229: Spiegel
For several days in a row, the threshold of the Song family was almost trampled by waves of unfamiliar guests, all of whom came for the soy sauce business.
Of course, this is on the premise that everyone knows that the Song family's vinegar workshop is not sold to the outside world, otherwise they must not want to miss it.
And the Song family has already reached a consensus, no matter who has high interests, they are all dismissed under the pretext that the Du family is the priority, and expresses the meaning that businessmen pursue profits but can't help but miss the old feelings.
So in the following period, the Du family's business faced various problems, and many suppliers either delivered the wrong goods or ran out of stock, so that the Du family's business was almost temporarily closed.
Song Xingchen kindly let people reveal their tone and let the Du family know the truth.
"Didn't you say that the Song family is a simple and honest family? Such a means can also be figured out by a farmer's family? Du Zhi angrily dropped the account book, pointed at Du Zhi with an angry face and scolded: "I see that you are getting more and more angry, and you have been played with by the family until now, and you even think that they will be grateful to the Du family, and harm the Du family's field to this day, what else do we use with the Qin family to compete for the position of the leader!" β
Du Zhi lowered his head and let Du Zhiyong vent his anger, but in his heart he thought that he didn't know people well and hated the Song family to the bone marrow.
Yelang was not in the capital, and the people of the Qin family's branch began to collect money and install people by taking charge of the capital's business by themselves, and no one was willing to put power back.
Because the interests of too many people were involved, these people united to confront Qin Weiye, and forced Qin Weiye to use the power of the head of the family to forcibly take back the property, but the elders of the Qin family suppressed Qin Weiye on the grounds that Yelang had taken over the property and was not in the capital.
The Qin family, which was a harmonious mess on the surface and secretly messed up, failed to grasp the movements of the Song family and the Du family at the first time, so that they missed the opportunity to make a black hand.
At this time, in the Spiegel Workshop, Song Xingchen had just written a line of beautiful small characters on the mirror surface customized for himself.
"The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror. Always wipe diligently, don't let there be dust. After Zhou Jin finished reading, he asked puzzledly: "Didn't the Buddhists say, 'Bodhi is not a tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust'?" β
Song Yang also looked at Song Xingchen and didn't understand why she wrote like this.
"How many people have really had an epiphany? Not to mention whether there are so many immortal vacancies in the sky, that is, in the world, how is it not a temptation to devote oneself to the Buddha? I am not a born person, naturally it is impossible to see everything empty, in my opinion, life is a practice, but what I want to cultivate is not the way to become an immortal, but to be able to say goodbye to this world without regrets after a hundred years. Song Xingchen chuckled.
This time and space has a certain deviation from the history known by Song Xingchen, and Shenxiu does not exist, so no one knows about this poem, but Huineng's sentence 'Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust' is well known.
However, this is also good, it can attract the emperor's attention more, and maybe it can also give the emperor a warning, lest he attach too much importance to the fairy water and become a faint monarch.
Even though Song Xingchen can protect his family, he can't protect the people in the world.
Zhou Jin nodded as if he didn't understand, but Song Yang understood a little, "What Xiaomei said is right, you and I are both worldly people, and we can't achieve the realm of birth, instead of trying to find what mortals can't pursue, it's better to grasp everything you can have." β
Song Yang's eyes looked at Zhou Jin without a trace, as if he had made a certain decision.
Song Xingchen smiled knowingly, such a gain surprised her, but life is made up of thousands of accidents, and she is happy to see it.
"Ah Jin, do you want to write something on the mirror? This is the first batch of mirrors in our Spiegel Workshop, maybe it can become a treasure in the future. Song Xingchen said with a smile, looking like a fan of money.
"I'm going to think about it, don't bother me yet." Zhou Jin frowned and pondered with a serious face.
Song Yang picked up the pen and came to the mirror he kept and wrote a poem: In the pedestrian mirror, in the bird's screen.
"If you can see beautiful things in the mirror at all times, you are a bird flying in the screen, and it is not a kind of happiness." Song Xingchen chuckled, she knew the original meaning of this poem, but she also understood that Song Yang meant something else.
There will always be times when people can't help themselves, just like birds can't fly freely.
But everything depends on the state of mind and the attitude of being a person, and everything has its two sides.
Zhou Jin saw that Song Yang had finished writing so quickly, not only was she more anxious, but some poems were written on the mirror, which might cause trouble, so she didn't know what to write.
"Actually, you don't have to write a poem, a painting, a nomination and a date, it's enough." Song Xingchen said to Zhou Jin with a smile.
"Yes, the most important thing is to keep a memory, I just want to be happy." Zhou Jin's eyes lit up, and he wrote his title and date under the mirror.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Jin drew a sparkling sun on the top of the mirror, because of the paint, the sun painting was not perfect, but Zhou Jin was smiling.
"When I was young, the first time I painted a landscape, I drew a sun on it, and my father made fun of me for being too naΓ―ve, the sun should be radiant, but he didn't know that in my heart, the sun was like that, like my father, close to me, within reach." Zhou Jin recalled her childhood, and her smile was a little more playful, which showed how much the emperor loved her, the only princess.
Song Yang was fascinated by this smile and was a little obsessed with it.
Seeing this, Song Xingchen quietly retreated and left.
The first batch of mirrors will be sent to the court tomorrow, and she will have to test it again.
Although this is the scope of the official family, with the princess Zhou Jin as a backer, ordinary people dare not come to do tricks, but Song Xingchen is still not at ease if he doesn't check it.
The mirror was sent into the palace, which immediately caused quite a stir, but if there is no woman who does not like to groom in the mirror, she can clearly see her face and smile, which is undoubtedly an exciting thing.
In the palace of the emperor and queen, there are naturally two bronze mirrors of the highest level, even if everyone doesn't like Concubine An, but her mirror is still second only to the queen's quality.
There is not much difference between the other palace concubines, and the Internal Affairs Office will issue them according to their status and degree of favor.
For a whole day, the palace was talking about Mingjing, and everyone didn't dare to talk about the princess, so they could only talk about Song Xingchen, and they simply praised her as a strange woman in the sky and in the earth.
Song Xingchen, who was outside the palace, didn't know this, except for leaving a few mirrors for his own use, only a few were sent by King Rui's mansion, and at this moment Song Xingchen was being pulled by Princess Rui to speak.
"The daughters of your Song family are all so remarkable, your eldest sister is self-reliant and self-reliant, and she leads the fashion of noblewomen and ladies, your second sister is not very old and already has quite attainments in medical skills, so don't talk about your third sister's cooking skills. But you are the most surprising one of the Song family, I am greedy for it, if it weren't for the only son of that stinky boy, I would have to snatch you to be my daughter-in-law. "Princess Rui has always been casual, and she only talks according to her mood.
Song Xingchen's forehead has a black line, I don't know how to answer this, her thick skin is also to divide people, okay?
"My father and mother often say that they are here to collect debts when they give birth to their daughters, and they have to worry about it from the day they are born, and if they marry badly, this life will be ruined. Fortunately, the lives of the second sister and the third sister are good, and you can marry two such outstanding brothers-in-law, and you are even more kind, aunt, otherwise the third sister's temperament will definitely suffer. Song Xingchen changed the topic and praised Princess Rui.
"I'm not as good as you say, or she fits my temperament in March, otherwise I don't know how to get along with her, Ruiwangfu is too simple, so simple that I don't have a chance to fight inward." There is no shortage of proud ways in the Ruiwang Mansion.
"That's the blessing that my aunt cultivated in her last life, so that I can marry such a good husband as my uncle." Song Xingchen took the opportunity to praise him, then stood up and asked, "Auntie, look at it, is this makeup still decent?" β
"Your skillful hands have made me several years younger, and people can't see that I'm wearing makeup. No, you have to teach the girls around me, and let them put on my makeup like this in the future. Princess Rui was overjoyed and looked in the mirror.
"The county lord of Anran is ingenious, fortunately, the county lord of Anran will not compete with the slave maid for a job, otherwise the slave and maid can only be assigned by the princess to be a rough girl." Qiaoxin smiled.
"Sister Qiaoxin is really good at laughing, it's not that I'm skillful, but this mirror looks more clearly, and when I look back, Sister Qiaoxin re-applies makeup to my aunt, and my aunt will definitely praise it, otherwise I won't keep Sister Qiaoxin by my side for so many years, right?" Song Xingchen said with a smile.
The third-grade official in front of the prime minister, as the personal maid of Princess Rui, is skillful to walk in the palace, and she is also respected, Song Xingchen will not be stupid and arrogant in front of her.
It's not that Song Xingchen is afraid of Qiaoxin, but that Song March wants to live in Ruiwangfu for a long time, and the relationship with Qiaoxin is better, and he can't be wrong.
"These mirrors came out as tribute, and that's all there is to it." Song Xingchen said, took out a small mirror from his bosom and said: "This is what I asked people to build, it is the most convenient to carry with me, if Sister Qiaoxin does not dislike it, keep it." β
"Thank you Anran County Master for thinking about the slave maid, the slave and maid like it tightly." Qiaoxin is also an understanding person, and hurriedly saluted: "In the future, when the slave and maid go out, they must bring this mirror, and it is more convenient for the princess to use it when she needs to tidy up her appearance, and it can also let people see that our Rui Wangfu is loved by the saint." β
"What Sister Qiaoxin said is very true, this little mirror, in addition to the aunt next to the queen's mother, there is also a piece of the girl next to the princess, isn't it the reason that Sister Qiaoxin said." Song Xingchen answered with a smile.
After amusing Princess Rui's master and servant for a while, Song Xingchen came to the backyard to talk to Song March, and seeing her gentle smile when she coaxed the child, Song Xingchen suddenly felt that he couldn't bear to disturb this peaceful scene.
Among the Song family's generation, only Song March can live such a carefree life, her world is simple but happy, which makes Song Xingchen envious.
"Xingchen, why don't you come in and sit down?" Song Yueyue smiled and beckoned to Song Xingchen.
"Didn't I bring a gift, I'm afraid my little nephew will be unhappy." Song Xingchen walked into the house with a smile, took the little nephew in his arms, and said to Song Yueyue while teasing: "Third sister, I may leave after a while, maybe where to go, just want to go around, do you have something I like to bring back?" β
"You're leaving? Does Daddy know? Song Yueyue's smile disappeared, and she asked worriedly: "You are a girl, how dangerous it is to go out, my father and mother will definitely not agree." β