Sheng Feifei's face was red, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red. Sheng Mingzhu said just now that half of it was missing, and I don't know what others think in their hearts - maybe they still think that she and her mother are bullying people?

Because of what happened just now, Meng Yao pinched the fan and didn't speak.

Sheng Mingzhu memorized a few poems, but he really didn't have any hobby in this area, and he didn't come up with it after thinking about it for a long time, so he lowered his head slightly, "I'm used to being stubborn at home, and I've never read any books." It's not as good as sisters, you can become a poem in seven steps. ”

"Isn't that weird? This is a poetry meeting, Miss Sheng is here, not to write poetry, for what? Jiang Runyan spoke. She asked in a teasing tone.

Sheng Mingzhu simply went to the end of the country girl, and looked at the aggressive Jiang Runyan cautiously, "I used to participate in the Dragon Boat Race Dragon Boat Festival in Bingzhou, but I don't need to go rowing, just eat zongzi...... Do you have to write poetry? ”

Jiang Runyan was choked by her words, and it was easy to keep his face, so he never looked at Sheng Mingzhu again. A few noble ladies next to him laughed in groups of threes and twos.

Song Yu lowered his head, picked up the wine glass in front of him, took a sip lightly, raised his head again, and looked at Jiang Runyan with a smile, "County Lord, I heard that there are countless strange flowers and plants in the garden of the house, I don't know if there is such an honor?" ”

Jiang Runyan naturally agreed. Song Yu got up from his seat and said in Sheng Mingzhu's ear, "Sister Sheng, my sideburns are messed up, can you accompany me outside to tidy up?" Sheng Mingzhu responded, although her voice was small, everyone was close and could hear it, she was about to get up, but the chain around her neck suddenly fell out.

"Wait......" Jiang Runyan suddenly said, "What's on your neck?" ”

Sheng Mingzhu didn't like her tone, and frowned slightly, "It was given by a friend in Bingzhou before." It's just a carved cat, not a precious thing. Does the county lord like this kind of gadgets, if you like it......" She made a gesture to take off the necklace, and sure enough, Jiang Runyan waved his hand.

Sheng Mingzhu smiled and quickly left with Song Yu.

"County Lord, what's wrong?" Someone asked.

"Maybe I'm wrong." Jiang Runyan was still thinking about what he had just seen. The kitten, which looked like the group that had just come in the cat and dog shop a month ago, was snow-white, only the eyes were turquoise, and only one survived, and was taken away by the man—"It's me who has lost my eyes." ”

Even if it's not eye-catching, it's just similar.

How could a character like him have anything to do with such a country girl. Jiang Runyan's brows relaxed, and he stopped thinking about it.

The two of them were brought to the edge of the pond by the maid of Jiangfu.

When the wind rose, Jin Zhi hurriedly came up and put on the cloak that he had been holding for a long time. This cloak was made by Yun Niang in Bingzhou, with a goose-yellow soft cloak and a few red feathers tied around the neck. The color was a little darker than before, and Song Yu stopped, "Sister Sheng, you maid is very caring." ”

Sheng Mingzhu played with the bracelet in his hand, "Jin Zhi, Sister Song praises you." ”

Jin Zhi was blessed, and retreated back with a red face. Suddenly, a layer of wind blew Song Yu's originally neat sideburns scattered, the river was sparkling by the moonlight, and there were koi fish jumping out of the water, Sheng Mingzhu lowered his eyes, couldn't help but want to touch the fish food next to him, touched the emptiness of his hand, and remembered that it was no longer a state.

Song Yu was not in good health, and he coughed non-stop after a while of the wind. Sheng Mingzhu untied the cloak on her body, and quickly helped her avoid the wind, and the two stood under a huge lotus leaf. She coughed non-stop, looking like she was used to medicine, Sheng Mingzhu was about to ask her, but suddenly a subordinate dressed as a subordinate came over.

He hung his head, unable to see anything clearly. He is extremely tall.

"Miss, this is your medicine."

Soon he handed something in the shape of a white porcelain vase to Song Yu. He hung his head again and left quickly. Sheng Mingzhu looked at him suspiciously, but Song Yu had already pinched the thing into her hand, she raised her eyes, and her expression was a little flustered. Sheng Mingzhu turned his head and said, "The wind seems to be a little light, Sister Song, do you want to go back?" ”

Song Yu relieved himself and put his palms behind his back.

"Don't go back, you don't like it there, and I don't like it very much. all day long. ”

Sheng Mingzhu turned her head and looked at the granddaughter of Song Ge's hometown, and couldn't help but smile, "I heard Jin Zhi say." Miss Song is the target of the nobles in the entire capital. ”

Jiang Feng blew Song Yu's sideburns scattered, which also made her a little more different from feminine, "Who likes to do this direction?" It's just that others always like to compare her with Jiang Runyan. A close minister of the Son of Heaven, a Qinggui Pavilion elder, these two are not comparable to each other, as if they can only start from their daughter's house.

"I'm not in good health, Mingzhu, can you send me away?" She looked back at her, "My family will naturally tell the county lord in a while." She has always been generous, and she will not blame. ”

Sheng Mingzhu originally came here to see if he could think of the person in his dream - such as the queen who pushed the Sheng family into a dead end on the throne ceremony. The queens are all from noble girls, but she can't think of it, she can't think of anything.

"Okay."

Sheng Mingzhu naturally saw it, and she took the thing handed over by the servant just now in the palm of her hand, and she never let go. I also know in my heart that this Sister Song is not as well-behaved as she seems.

——

The old lady Song in the house does not have the rules of morning and dusk, and Yun Niang has not seen her more than a few times in the past few days in the mansion.

I didn't bother to serve my mother-in-law. In the past few days, Sheng Qian has to report on his work, and Dawei is now a bureaucratic style, and he has written a thick pile of letters to report on his work, not three or two meals on the wine table.

Sheng Qian is not a stunned idiot, insisting on being honest to the end. After waiting for a few days and not having much news, he made an appointment with several bureaucrats from the ministry. I go out every morning and come back only when I'm drunk.

The Sheng Mansion has been managed by the Ruan family in the past few years, and she is in charge of the silver tightly, and her mouth style is not very good. She herself quarreled with her husband, and was rumored to come and go in the wind and rain every day. There are always people who say that Sheng Qian goes out every day to go to the alley building with the eldest master, and the new aunt is coming in the house.

Mrs. Song wanted to slip around in the evening, but when she heard her subordinates chewing on the root of her tongue, her face sank. Ni Zhen'er next to her hurriedly swept through those subordinates, and deducted half a month's monthly money.

"The subordinates don't have a door, don't be angry with yourself, old lady."

Old Lady Song shook her head, "What's so angry." ”

Her own son is not obedient, and he cares what others do.

As soon as she returned home, she didn't see her youngest son's family. I thought that he should be able to understand what he meant, but it had been three or four days, he didn't come, and he didn't send anyone, so after thinking about it, he stopped, "I went to the small Buddha hall, and I haven't seen her for a few days." ”

It's Song's.

Ni Zhen'er helped her all the way, walked through a long corridor, and arrived at the small Buddha hall in the backyard. This was originally the land of Sheng Laoguogong's mother, the old lady was born in the countryside, and after her son fought the war, she prayed to God and worshiped Buddha all day long. After he died, Sheng Guogong missed his mother, and he didn't tear it down, but kept it.

The Song family returned to the Sheng Mansion in advance, and the old lady Song knew that Sheng Qian knew everything.

When I went home, I shrunk in the small Buddha hall and didn't come out, a useless thing.

Ni Zhen'er pushed open the door and creaked. Zhou was originally kneeling next to Song Wanzheng and helping her pick up the Buddha beans that had fallen on the ground, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the old lady and hurriedly kowtowed. Song Wanzheng turned around, she nested in the Buddhist hall for a few days, and she didn't dress up, but now her hair is hanging down, but she looks like a sister-in-law who has not left home.

Mrs. Song walked to the chair and sat down, closing her eyes to recuperate. Song Wanzheng stepped forward, poured her a cup of tea, and called her aunt again.

"What did I think about what I told you before?"

She opened her eyes and looked at the Song family below.

"Auntie—" Song looked at her, "I want to reconcile with Brother Qian." ”

"Bastard!" Old Mrs. Song's hand shook, and the bowl of tea splashed directly next to Song's feet. It's summer, not too hot water, "Who do you think you can marry if you leave him?" Where do you want to go? She looked at the Song family, "Then the Liu family is just a concubine, with me helping you, what are you afraid of?" ”

What she was afraid of, what she was afraid of was never Liu.

"Brother Qian'er's account book in his hand, you have been by his side for so long, you should be clear." After a while, after finishing the routine, Mrs. Song began to talk about business.

"In the past, Brother Qian would talk to me about business, but later he began to doubt me. I don't get that out of that either. Song said, "Especially in the days when I returned to Beijing, I couldn't enter his study at all." ”

Old Lady Song got up from her chair, "I'll come to see you in a few days." If there's anything missing, ask someone close to you to get it. After speaking, the person went out, Ni Zhen'er was waiting for her at the door, and walked out.

Song stood at the door for a while, and Zhou looked at it, "Madam, do you still pick up the Buddha beans?" ”

Song pinched the corners of his forehead, "Pick it up, why don't you pick it up...... pick up a few more Buddha beans, and soon it went underground, which also made Lord Yan look at the face of the Buddha and sentence her for a few years.

Zhou hesitated, and after a while, he said, "Madam, do you know the account book?" If you know that it is not okay to give it to the old lady, the town of the province is nested in this small Buddha hall. ”

Song didn't speak.

——

Sheng Feifei arrived home at night, and when she went back, she threw herself on the bed and cried.

When the youngest son was young, he was sent to the palace by Mrs. Song to accompany him, and the Ruan family was like a jewel since he was a child. Seeing that she was crying, she couldn't even care about her hair bun falling apart, and hurriedly ran over with Cuizhu, "Mother's good Bao'er, what's wrong with you, you will cry as soon as you come back?" Who has offended you? ”

She still knows what Sheng Feifei's temperament is, and it is difficult for others to bully her.

Sheng Feifei angrily grabbed a few marks on the bed, and cried louder. Ruan Shi was distressed, and hurriedly shouted Cui Zhu, "Quickly help the second lady up, see what it looks like to cry?" After a while, he asked Cuizhu to go out to wet the towel, and slowly coaxed her by himself.

Sheng Feifei was already in a hurry, and after a while, Ruan raised her red eyes and scolded angrily, "That Sheng Mingzhu and her aunt are stupid!" I have been harmed by them today, and I have lost my adult! After speaking, he covered his eyes and leaned into Ruan's arms and cried.