Chapter Twenty-Three: Is That You?
No matter how rampant Sheng Mingzhu is outside, he will always go home.
After returning home, she still has to face her own mother, and she stands outside the door a little uneasily. Yun Niang was sitting on a chair, and Huang's mother was standing behind her, gently massaging her head.
"How long do you want to stand outside yet?" As a mother, even if you can't hear or see a shadow, you know who is standing outside.
"Mother...... I was wrong. Sheng Mingzhu hung his head, admitted his mistake first, and pinched his ears, obediently and skillfully.
She is already delicate and cute, but now she is holding her ears and shrinking in the corner, which makes people reluctant to scold.
Yun Niang has always known what kind of character her daughter is. Eat both soft and hard, you are hard She admitted her mistake to you on the spot, turned her head and made it again, but she didn't intend to blame her this time.
She beckoned forward, and Sheng Mingzhu noticed that her mother's face didn't seem to be angry, so she walked over and took her hand.
"Nannan, my mother won't scold you this time. It's just that your temperament has to be accepted, and now you are in Bingzhou City, your father is a big official, and he can suppress you when you make a fuss. When you return to Beijing, a brick smashed down on the road may be a prince and noble, don't be like this? β
"I know, mother." Sheng Mingzhu snuggled softly in her mother's arms, and her voice was soft, "Don't worry, I'm measured." If she wasn't very sure, she wouldn't dare to make such a fuss, but she was still a little worried in her heart, "In this Bingzhou City, my father is good to us, but there are so many nobles in the old Zhou Dynasty in the capital, the etiquette is strict, and the descendants are distinct, I am afraid that if I return to the capital in the future, I will not have a good time under my mother." β
What's more, she also read those letters, and the old lady didn't like her mother and her granddaughter.
Sheng Mingzhu frowned, there was an accident with the first mother, and now she is herself, the more she moves, the more people have to guard against it, and she also wants to give Yun Niang a thorough explanation, "Mother has been hiding for so many years, and now she is starting to do it, the old lady in the house is her aunt, and she will definitely not face us, ...... father."
"Nannan, don't embarrass your father", Yun Niang touched her daughter's long dark hair, "Your father is busy enough." No concubine and concubine can live as comfortably as you, my mother and daughter, he treats us like this, he is already a good enough husband and father, don't use such an inner house thing to block him. β
"The Song family first designed to harm my mother, and now they are harming me." Sheng Mingzhu said, "There will be more and more and again, and there will be again and again." β
Yun Niang's long and delicate brows revealed a little sadness, "He has treated the Song family for many years, and he has been a family member for many years. The two sides fighting will only make it difficult for him. And you also know that she is the niece of an old lady, and the affairs of the big family are not as simple as you think. β
What's more, what does Sheng Qian think of the Song family? Yun Niang knows that he has her in his heart, but women always want to be unique in their hearts. Sheng Qian is the aristocratic son of the capital - there are noble ladies and maids in the house, and she is just a powerless peasant girl.
Sheng Mingzhu wanted to say it, but found that her mother's face was not very good.
thought she was afraid that she would not be able to fight the Song family after arriving in the capital, "Don't worry, after arriving in the capital, there will still be me and my father." No matter what, her father couldn't let others bully them.
"And the spirit beads!"
A small person ran in with a snort outside, and soon pounced on Yun Niang's thigh. Yun Niang hurriedly picked her up, but found that the beautiful and clean child had changed her appearance when she left.
She wore a dirty garment, and her face was covered with dust. There are also dry soup marks on the corners of his mouth. If the previous Lingzhu was a New Year's doll, now it is a little beggar on the street.
Yun Niang glanced forward, and Sheng Qian turned his head embarrassedly. After all, Lingzhu has only been with him for a day today, and he has become like this.
"The sweat towel that my dad bought for me, is it good-looking?" Lingzhu's little fat hand touched the blanket hanging around his neck, which was stained with a lot of vegetable juice.
Sheng Qian touched his nose, "I took her to eat at the mansion at noon, and I was afraid that I would get my clothes dirty, so I bought a pocket to tie it." β
Yun Niang glanced at him, and asked Huang's mother to take the little dirty monkey's hand in and change her clothes. Sheng Qian turned around and sat on the chair, and remembered the words of the master of the government again, "Nannan, are you okay?" β
That day, the Zheng family sent someone to the door to propose marriage, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, and only called someone out. I was still in the mansion today, and I heard the master talk about what happened at home, and I didn't bother to clean up the dirty spirit beads, so I just carried them back.
Sheng Mingzhu pursed his lips and touched the newly made red sheepskin whip on his waist, "I have already beaten it back, and you dare to come to me to make trouble." β
Sheng Qian felt that his girl was good anyway, "Good girl, it's not my daughter." It's different from those who only know how to cry when they get into trouble. He looked at her whip again, "Do you still have this whip in your hand?" In my hometown in the capital, my father has a red fox skin, if you like itβ"
Before she finished speaking, Yun Niang who came out glared at her, "Now I have a headache, you are used to it." β
Sheng Qian smiled, "I'll leave in five or six days, if you lack anything here, let Huang's mother go and tell Ma Liu'er, don't save this little thing, it's far away on the road." Yun Niang nodded meekly, Sheng Qian touched her side face affectionately, if possible, he just wanted to accompany his wife and daughter in Bingzhou for the rest of his life.
He closed his eyes, and opened them again after a moment, the softness of his eyes gone.
He wanted to stay in the state for the rest of his life, but he couldn't stay in the state for the rest of his life. So even if he wants to drag on some things, he can't delay them anymore, Yun Niang once, once Mingzhu, what about next time? Sheng Qian couldn't afford to gamble anymore.
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The originally planned good thing ended at an incredible speed, and both Song and Zhou were a little caught off guard.
They calculated a lot of things, but they forgot Sheng Mingzhu's unforgiving temperament, but they were still bold and careful. Song sat on a chair in the garden, and the scenery in the garden seemed a little depressed due to the recent cloudy weather.
Ping'er sat across from her, "Sheng Mingzhu, she doesn't care about reputation at all, which girl's family dares to make trouble like a crazy woman on the street like her?" Her brows furrowed again, "But what if you can't hold her handle like this?" In the past few days, the servants have almost packed up their things, and they are about to leave...... "Can she still marry her uncle?"
Song naturally knew what was going on in front of her, and gently lifted the lid of the cup, and the escaping heat blocked the disdain in her eyes.
"Naturally, you don't have to worry about it, you are young and sensible, and you look good. Your aunt has been married for more than ten years, and she didn't leave a single boy for Brother Qian, so it's not too much to take another concubine. β
If she pinched Liu's handle at this time, she would naturally not welcome an aunt into the house. But I'm about to enter Beijing, and it's too late to have any plans, so it's better to take Sister Ping'er, in the end, she is still Aunt Liu is aunt and nephew.
Regardless of the side, it is to add blockage, and she is happy to see Liu's sad face.
Ping'er's face was flushed, Song was a little bored with it, Zhou saw it, and found an opportunity to interject, "I'm going to leave in the next few days." Miss Ping'er might as well go home these days, even if it is a concubine, it is also a major life event. Always tell your parents. β
Ping'er's parents naturally knew that they had this idea in mind when they sent their daughter over. Ping'er's face became redder and redder, "It's all up to Mother Zhou." β
No matter what, she really had to go home, she followed her uncle to the capital, and she may not come to Bingzhou in the future.
Although the Song family did not lack her food and clothing, they would not give her more silver taels. It sounds good now that the two are allies, and when she is favored in the future, it is difficult to guarantee that the Song family will not turn their heads against her. Although the money in the family is not much, it must be used to buy people for a while.
I thought about it a lot, and at dusk I rented a carriage and prepared to go home. Zhou's mother sent her out of the house, and told her to wait with peace of mind, and a matchmaker went to her house in two days.
At twilight, Sheng Mingzhu and Yun Niang stood side by side in the corridor, and Sister Ping'er's small sedan chair had been gone for a long time.
"Mother, there are more white-eyed wolves in the world this day, there is no need to bother to be sad." I don't know what kind of brain I have to help outsiders deal with my relatives.
Sheng Mingzhu also heard it during the day, and Sister Ping followed Master Sheng Qi and said that the handkerchief was hers. She taught Sheng Yan a lesson, but now she is no longer too lazy to take care of Sister Ping.
Yun Niangqiang smiled, "I just remembered your grandmother." β
When she was fifteen years old, her father sold her to the flower boat, and later met Sheng Qian. Yun Niang is now truly grateful to her father in her heart, and the mistakes also allowed her to find a man who can be entrusted for life.
But now that Sister Ping is here, as well as her sister-in-law's letter, she really understands that her mother is dead, and her mother's home is no longer her home.
All she has now is a husband and a daughter, and that's enough.
Song was waiting outside Sheng Qian's study, and there was soup soup in Zhou's tray behind him.
"Brother Qian, are you still busy?" She slammed the door lightly. There seemed to be a whisper from someone inside, and soon the door opened, and Ma Liu opened the door and saluted the Song family again.
She walked in, placed the soup on the table, and hung her head to continue.
"Brother Qian'er, I came today because I have something to discuss with you", after setting up the spoon and chopsticks, Song smiled softly, "That's what my mother meant." You have been sent to the state for more than 15 years, and now it is the year of establishment, but there is no son under your knees, I know that you like Aunt Liu, but after ten years, she is not pregnant, so she has to accept another one. β
Sheng Qian hadn't spoken yet, only listening to her soft voice.
"There are a lot of girls in the house, and you can't look down on them. I know that you love Aunt Liu, Sister Ping, you have seen it, Aunt Liu's niece. A few days ago, I was crying under the eaves alone, I looked at the pitiful crying, and asked the reason, and guess what? The Song family deliberately sold a pass, and only when Sheng Qian raised his head did he say, "That girl thinks ...... in her heart."
"Don't be in a hurry to talk about concubines," he said, in a deep voice, accompanied by a hoarse lamp.
"These things, I want you to see them first."
He gave all the dense correspondence with Jingzhong to the Song family, and after a moment of silence, his voice became deeper and deeper, "Is it you?" β