"Where's the child?" Song Ling returned home from the west to prepare for the New Year's Festival, thinking that Song Zhi would be waiting for him early, after all, it has always been like this, but there are only Lin and his little daughter in Cola Xiangzhai, and Song Ling went out to be busy again.

Song Ling's heart was empty, and he didn't know if Song Zhi still had a grudge against him.

"Don't mention it, the gods above are fighting, and even the children are infected with the wind and cold, and they have had a low-grade fever for the past few days, and I am about to die." As soon as he talked about this, Lin couldn't help but show a few complaints.

"What's going on?" Song Ling rubbed his little daughter's glutinous rice cake-like face with his fingers, causing Song Tian to smack his lips in his sleep.

"It's not that the emperor sent the seventeenth prince to the empress dowager to be raised, and Concubine Jia is naturally unwilling. That day, Zhi'er happened to enter the palace and met Concubine Jia to see the seventeenth prince, but the empress dowager asked her to go out to block it. accompanied Concubine Jia to wait outside the palace for two hours before Concubine Jia died. Zhi'er stood in the wind, where could her body stand it, but she helped Concubine Jia block the wind. The more Lin spoke, the more excited he became, and he even rolled his eyes regardless of his image.

It wasn't until Song Lingqing covered her mouth that she realized that her voice was too loud.

"Then let's go see the child." Song Ling only listened to the first sentence, and then touched the thread in this messy yarn.

Lin nodded, and called Roucui in a loud voice, asking her to take care of Song Tian. The couple walked towards the Ruyi Pavilion, but they didn't want to walk to the door of the Ruyi Pavilion, and Song Ling suddenly stopped.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Lin asked inexplicably, only to see Song Ling looking back and not knowing what he was looking at.

The sound of footsteps gradually sounded, getting closer and closer, although Song Ling was aware of it, but the bloodstained black-robed young man in front of him, who was led by the housekeeper, still made him a little confused.

Or did the Lin family vaguely have some thoughts from his eyebrows, "You are the son of the Zeng family, right?" What's wrong with you? ”

"But something happened to Prime Minister Zeng?!" Song Ling said with a solemn face.

Zeng Zun's eyes were red, there was a finger-long wound on his right face, which was still oozing blood, and there were injuries on his body, and Lin could even smell a faint smell of blood. The blood stains on his body didn't even have time to be washed away, so he hurried to Song's house, unless something big happened, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

Zeng Cone clasped his fists and saluted, and said bitterly: "Please invite Uncle Song and Aunt Song to my Zeng's house, my father has important matters to discuss." ”

Song Ling and Lin glanced at each other uneasily and nodded.

At this time, in the Ruyi Pavilion close at hand, Song Zhi, who was still immersed in his sleep, didn't know if he noticed something, but he felt a chill inexplicably in the warm room, and shrank slightly.

The water chestnut immediately straightened up, looking vigilantly at the hill that bulged behind the hazy curtain.

"Miss seems to be waking up soon." Water chestnut said with a little uncertainty.

Month by month put the basket on his lap on the ground at his feet, and said, "Then I'll let the small kitchen heat the ginger soup." With that, he got up and went out.

The water chestnut carefully lifted the curtain and saw Song Zhi looking at the carvings on the big bed with a pair of clear eyes.

The water chestnut rubbed his hands, stretched out his hand and touched Song Zhi's forehead, and said uncertainly: "It seems to have retreated, and it seems to be a little hot." ”

"Is Daddy back?" Song Zhi slowed down on the bed for a while, feeling that the string that was holding him seemed to be loosened, and the whole person was much more comfortable.

"yes." Zhuyue walked in with ginger soup, stirring as she went, "I just heard from the little maids that the lady and the general have walked to the door of the Ruyi Pavilion, and they don't know what happened and turned back." ”

"Oh?" Song Zhi pressed the corner of his forehead with his index finger, but he still spoke a little buzzing.

Month by month, she sent a spoonful of ginger soup to Song Zhi's lips, Song Zhi subconsciously avoided it, she looked down and saw that the ginger soup was clear and clear, and there were no other medicinal materials, so she took a sip.

"Miss is afraid that rosin has put ginseng again? Originally, she wanted to put the blood ginseng that the Empress Dowager rewarded you, but she was afraid that this blood ginseng had the same medicinal properties as ginseng, and it was both hair products, which would not be good for you. "I have been serving Song Zhi for a long time month by month, and sometimes I know herself better than Song Zhidu.

"The blood ginseng given by the Empress Dowager must be put away, I don't need it, if my mother can use it, you just have to send it to Le Xiangzhai." Song Zhi's words were a bit angry.

Knowing that Song Zhi was unhappy, she had to nod, feed a few more mouthfuls, pack up the empty bowl and go out.

"Miss, Miss Qing picked up Mrs. Xie yesterday." Seeing that Song Zhi's spirit was not bad, the water chestnut said.

Song Zhi was lying in the quilt, revealing only a pair of eyes that half covered his pupils, "With such a big movement, it is difficult for the Yan family to still not be half aware." ”

As if he was going to tell a ghost story, the water chestnut leaned into Song Zhi's ear and said, "I still remember that I told you a few days ago that Mrs. Xie was sick and very sick. ”

Song Zhi came to the next level, pressed the quilt with his chin, exposed his lips, and said, "Is it difficult?" ”

Water chestnut nodded, "Miss Qing asked Mrs. Xie to fake her death and took her to a house under her name, which was given to Xie Lingtai before to 'live alone', and this matter has passed Mrs. Lin's clear path." ”

Xiao Chen's family inevitably gossiped about others, and the private property of Lin Tianqing's house was always handed over to Lin Tianqing, and he rarely even asked.

"She's thoughtful," Song Zhi blinked slowly, "What about Song Yan." Can you still settle down? ”

"Sort of. Miss Qing almost didn't go, but she had lost a lot, which was a blessing in disguise. Water chestnut thought of the green vegetables and old tofu in the Tong'an hall without any oil and water, and only felt that his appetite was poured out.

"Any recent letters?" Song Yan often wrote to Song Jian secretly, thinking that it was seamless, but in fact, each letter passed through Song Zhi's hand before it was sent.

Water chestnut shook his head and said, "Song Jian originally said that he would not come back this year, but Song Yan cried endlessly and insisted that he come back. said that Tong'an Hall was like hell, but in fact, she often had silver and two rewards in it, and those sisters-in-law were not particularly harsh. ”

Song Zhi still remembers the letter full of tears, which is really tear-stained and sad.

"If he returns, he will be divided." Song Zhi said.

"Even if it's a separate family, there's no reason for a sister who hasn't gone out to live with her eldest brother and sister-in-law." Water chestnut said.

"That's right." Song Zhi rubbed his eyes tiredly, only feeling that everyone had a mess of things, like a spider web that tightly bound people in it.

Seeing that she was sleepy, Lingjiao was about to quietly quit, but suddenly heard Song Zhi's sullen voice from the bed, "Remember to ask what did your father and mother do?" ”

"Yes." The water chestnut whispered.

Lin and Song Ling are in front of Zeng Yan's bed at this moment, Zeng Yan's face is bloodless, and he is still fighting strongly, the effect of numbness boiling is gradually fading, and the dense pain on his body is coming back.

"Husband, I'll ask the doctor to give you some hemp to boil, right?" Although Xie is resolute, he is already crying weakly at this moment.

Zeng Yan waved his hand, and under such pain, he still spoke gently. "No, I always feel chaotic after using it."

"General Song, Madame Song," Zeng Yan looked at the two of them, "can you agree to my request?" ”

Song Ling and Lin glanced at each other and said, "Although we haven't crossed the road yet, we are clear in our hearts, we will definitely be able to become relatives, but why are you so anxious?" It's not too late to wait for a well-developed body. ”

"No, it's better to do the family affairs in these two months." Zeng Yan still insisted.

"This ......

Lin looked at Xie, "My Ruohui is a careless character, but this is too wronged by your girl." ”

Zeng Yan waved his hand vigorously, "Don't say it, don't say it." He coughed a few times, and the futon was foamed with blood.

"Husband!" Xie endured his grief and wiped the blood from him with a handkerchief.

Seeing this scene, Song Ling also knew why Zeng Yan was so anxious about the marriage, he was afraid that if his illness worsened and he unfortunately went, the marriage between the two families would be suspended for three years, and he didn't know how many unpredictable things would happen in these three years.

Although Zeng Yan didn't have much contact with him, his character Song Ling was clear. Moreover, Ruohui and Miss Zeng are also in love. Song Lingsi thought about this, and said: "Okay, Prime Minister Zeng, I promise you, let's get married immediately." ”

Lin was not reluctant, but only raised his eyes to look at Song Ling, Song Ling patted her shoulder, and said to the two ladies: "The two ladies go and talk to Miss Zeng." so as not to frighten her. ”

Lin left with the reluctant Xie family, and Song Ling moved a stool and sat down in front of Zeng Yan's bed, "Prime Minister Zeng, can you talk now?" Who the hell is it that hurts you like this? ”

Zeng Yan showed a somewhat bleak smile, "It's not because of me, it's because of Cangwen." "Cangwen is Zeng Zun.

"Cangwen is not like me at all, he doesn't touch pen and ink or books, he just wants to make contributions on the battlefield. A few days ago, Gu Hansheng was in Beijing except for a fork, and was sued by Cangwen, and the emperor took his position and promoted Cangwen. Today I went to see him off, and I met a group of killers halfway through, all of whom were kung fu in the army. Cangwen is too busy to take care of himself, and I don't know martial arts, fortunately, the prince of Dingbei passed by to help, otherwise I wouldn't even have a chance to survive. Zeng Yan was still in the mood to laugh, "Speaking of which, it was also your son-in-law of the Song family who saved our Zeng family." ”

"Who did it?" Song Ling saw that his clothes were covered with blood, and he couldn't bear it.

"Shizi Ye and Cangwen went to check, but if you put it bluntly, who else can there be? Cangwen became the chief soldier of the partial capital, and if the eighth prince had any disobedience in the future, Cangwen would be sad first. "Zeng Yan is in a high position, and it is not as simple as a scholar.

Xu had been talking for a long time, or maybe there was a hypnotic effect in the medicinal soup, Zeng Yan fell asleep while talking, and Song Ling was so surprised that he was relieved after trying his snort.