Looking at Caixia's shy and timid appearance, Song Zhiyuan's heart became heavier and heavier.

Caixia's thoughts, Song Zhiyuan naturally knew.

But it was for Song Yao's sake, so he pretended to be in love with Caixia, not because he was moved by his true feelings.

And Caixia also risked her life to deliver the news for Song Zhiyuan, and Song Zhiyuan couldn't say that he was not moved.

But this emotion was not enough to make Song Zhiyuan happy with Caixia.

Especially if he plans to stay in the old mansion, Song Zhiyuan will not be able to marry Caixia, even if it is a concubine, otherwise he will definitely be truthful.

"It's fine." Song Zhiyuan nodded, thinking about how to have a showdown with Caixia.

Caixia didn't see Song Zhiyuan's thoughts, she responded happily, and ordered the servants waiting in the courtyard to prepare the dishes, and she followed Song Zhiyuan with joy, and even her walking posture was different from the past, as if she was already a young grandmother.

Not to mention Song Zhiyuan's absent-minded drinking, after Song Yao returned to Yuqiong Garden, he instructed Zhuxing: "Tomorrow, if you go to Jingzhao Mansion Yin in person, it's time to put pressure." ”

"Master, you mean you were assassinated?" Star Chakra asked.

"Well, remember to be a little more high-profile." Song Yao nodded and took a sip of flower tea.

"Then Ming'er will accompany you to the banquet month by month." After chasing the stars, he suggested.

"It's fine." Song Yao nodded.

Although the second master of the Zheng family did not dare to blatantly harm Song Yao, he was still on Song Yao's territory, with a girl who knew kung fu by his side, and he finally had an extra layer of protection.

The point is that she is a person from Ruiwang's Mansion every month, and she can avoid suspicion, and she will also give Zheng Erye a warning, lest he have a bad idea.

Red Sleeves took the dim sum and said with a light smile: "This is sent by the Nine Emperor Uncles, saying that it is a new dim sum researched by the chef in the house, let the master comment on it." ”

"He doesn't pay me money, and he still wants opinions, beautiful him!" Song Yao snorted, but there was a smile in her eyes.

Helian Sheng is a foodie, and the cooks in the house are naturally extraordinary, and they often think about some fresh food.

And Helian Sheng thought it was good, so he would ask someone to send a copy to Song Yao, and Song Yao thought it was good, so he took it to the restaurant to sell.

I don't know if he was infected by Song Yao, Helian Sheng is now more and more obsessed with making money, and he has already arranged it without Song Yao taking the initiative to speak.

The shallot-like fingertips pressed the flower-shaped snack, and after determining the hardness, Song Yao picked up a piece and sniffed it, and then ate it in small bites.

Song Yao doesn't have a special fondness for dim sum, but she has eaten many varieties, so she also makes many varieties.

It's just that Song Yao hasn't studied it carefully, so the craftsmanship is not first-class, and being able to eat well in this era is purely a novelty.

Of course, it is also indispensable for the people under her to improve the dim sum recipe she gave.

"The style is good, and the taste is passable, but the taste is too mixed, and it loses its proper characteristics."

Song Yao commented, then twisted up the handkerchief to wipe her hands, and rinsed her mouth again, obviously not planning to eat again.

"Red sleeves, you go and choose some land deeds and Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing, and then choose a few scattered ones in other cities, go back to the yamen and change it to your father's name, and give the deed to your father."

"Yes." Redsleeves didn't hesitate to take the order.

Now Song Yao has a lot of land in his hands, so he just leaves some more for Song Ge Lao, and there is nothing to worry about.

After checking the homework of her two sons, Song Yao went back to the room to wash, and before her hair could be wried, Helian Sheng appeared in sight.

Handing over the cloth towel to He Liansheng, Song Yao naturally lay on his lap and handed over the work to He Liansheng.

"The assassination incident should also be over, I have asked people to give some fierce medicine, those people can't control their wives and daughters, let them send someone to assassinate me, I must pay a sufficient price, otherwise I will have to deal with those cats and dogs all day long, annoyed to death." Song Yao said her plan.

"Very good, Yaoyao likes to play how she likes, just do it." Helian Sheng chuckled, knowing Song Yao's orders in the evening.

If he hadn't wanted to give Song Yao a chance, Helian Sheng would have made a move a long time ago.

Even if those people were allowed to take out all their property, it would not be enough to make up for the harm done to Song Yao.

Belch...... Well, it's mental damage, who made Song Yao, who harmed those people, angry, and also damaged the secret guard, which can't be bought with silver.

"In addition, I'm going to Huihui that Second Master Zheng tomorrow, I want to see how important Zhang Zhenqi is in his heart. If you say that this Second Master Zheng is as deep as the sea, I don't believe it. Song Yao glanced at her mouth, pulled a grape in her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

No way, the fruits of this era are too scarce, if it weren't for Helian Sheng's increased cultivation of fruits in the greenhouse in recent years, Song Yao would not be able to eat grapes this month.

Thinking of the heroines in the novel who travel through their own space, Song Yao doesn't know if it's because of her own bad points, or if there is no space at all, she can't help but feel a little regretful.

"I'll go with you." Helian Sheng frowned, he didn't like Song Yao to be alone with men.

It's not that Helian Sheng doesn't believe Song Yao, but he's afraid that other men have bad intentions.

"No, if you don't worry, just watch in the dark." Song Yao ate fragrantly, spoke vaguely, and didn't forget to feed Helian Sheng a grape, "After these two things are resolved, you will officially come to the invitation." Now things at home are more annoying, and my father is afraid that he will not have time to take care of you, let alone agree to you marrying his precious daughter. ”

"Alas! If I had known that Elder Song Ge would delay the marriage, I would have prevented him from recognizing you. Helian Sheng sighed in distress.

Because Song Yao wanted to dispose of Zhang Zhenqi, Helian Sheng arranged for Song Ge Lao to appear there.

Although the timing of the recognition was somewhat skewed, the results did not make much difference.

Song Yao didn't know that there was Helian Sheng's handiwork in that matter, and when she heard Helian Sheng's words, she couldn't help laughing, pinched his nose and said, "It's only three months, it's already ahead of our agreement, so you can be content." ”

Another grape was stuffed into Helian Sheng's mouth, Song Yao yawned and said: "My hair is almost dry, I'm going to sleep, if there is anything to talk about tomorrow, maybe you will come over tomorrow night, and you have to help me count the title deeds, such a day is really likeable." ”

"How much should I have people instigating those fools to assassinate you?" Helian Sheng laughed.

"Phew, aren't you afraid of capsizing in the gutter?" Song Yao got up, picked up the teacup and rinsed her mouth, then smiled: "But this is not a bad way, if I am short of silver, I can try it." Anyway, if there are dark guards, they won't really get hurt. ”

"It's good if you're happy." Helian Sheng has been particularly fond of saying this recently.

Only when Song Yao is happy, can the wedding date not be postponed!

Poor Heliansheng, in order to marry his beloved woman as soon as possible, all the bottom lines have been postponed, and he doesn't care about those things at all.

Not to mention that Song Yao fell asleep early, and Song Zhiyuan was still drinking at this time.

said that it was a drink, Song Zhiyuan had already drunk a few pots of wine, and with Song Zhiyuan's amount of alcohol, he was already drunk.

"Childe is troubled?" Caixia can be a big girl, she is not a fool, at this time, she found out that Song Zhiyuan was wrong, and she was faintly uneasy.

But some things can be avoided without being afraid, Caixia still chose to ask.

"Caixia, you have been working in the Pavilion Mansion for so many years, but you are disgusted with those methods in the back house?" Song Zhiyuan held the wine glass, looking a little confused.

The decision to stay in the Pavilion Old Mansion was a bit of a surprise to Song Zhiyuan himself.

For a long time, Song Zhiyuan thought that after Song Yao came back and drove away the people who harmed her, he would be able to retire.

But today, Song Gelao's words made Song Zhiyuan change his mind, and he was willing to stay.

It's just that Song Zhiyuan has never made such a plan, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

"It also depends on what kind of person the head of the house is, not all back houses have pickled things." Caixia's confidence is insufficient.

Although there are relatively few pickled things in the old mansion, Caixia has heard a lot of things over the years.

Any big family has a lot of grievances, especially the open and secret battles between wives and concubines, which are even more unbelievable.

is as simple as the population of the old mansion, and there are also vicious people like Zhang Zhenqi.

"Caixia, if I am willing to give you enough money and property to make you rich and prosperous for the rest of your life, are you willing to leave the Pavilion Mansion and marry a man who can spoil you for the rest of your life, and there will be no more women competing with you for favor?" Song Zhiyuan raised his eyes and looked at Caixia, and finally got to the point.

The chopsticks in Caixia's hand fell, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red, but she didn't answer.

Song Zhiyuan didn't urge, just drank one cup after another, as if he had to get drunk to make him feel comfortable.

After a long time, Caixia calmed down, her hands were still tightly holding Luo's skirt, and she asked in a low voice: "Childe thinks that the slave is not worthy of you, so he doesn't want the slave?" ”

"I am not a father, and I am not qualified to fight against my clan. Even if I can divorce the Li family, I won't be able to marry you as a wife after all. Caixia, you're a good girl, but do you really want to be a concubine? Even if she has the favor of her husband, the concubine can't go beyond the wife, even if she is sold, it is also the right and interests of the wife. Also, the children of the concubine can't call their mother, let alone family affairs. Song Zhiyuan kindly reminded.

If Caixia really didn't want to leave, Song Zhiyuan wouldn't mind accepting her.

But Song Zhiyuan knew that he would not have a love for Caixia between men and women, and would only have a lot of love for Caixia because of his original promise.

"Childe once said......" Caixia bit her lip, but couldn't say those words.

"Yes, I promised you." Song Zhiyuan smiled bitterly, feeling disgusted for his use of Caixia, "Caixia, find a good person and marry." Being a lady is what a woman should pursue the most. And as long as I am still the eldest son of the old mansion, I will be your backer, as long as it is not your fault, no one will want to bully you. ”

Caixia's eyes were rosy again, and tears were rolling in her eyes, if she didn't understand what Song Zhiyuan meant, then she would be a fool.

originally thought that Zhang Zhenqi would become the heroine of the old mansion, and then she would understand how naïve she was.

Under the tears, Caixia had three points of hatred, three points of unwillingness, three points of self-mockery, and one point of extravagant hope.

"What if the slave wants the son to fulfill his promise?" Caixia gritted her teeth after asking, afraid that she would be disappointed.

Song Zhiyuan raised his head and poured another glass of wine, but he only felt bitter.

"Caixia, I know it's me who has lost you. But everyone has their own responsibilities, and if I am not the eldest son of the old mansion, it doesn't matter if I marry you. But if I decide to stay, I have to take responsibility, and the marriage can only be left to the clan. ”

Song Zhiyuan put down the wine glass, looked at Caixia with teary eyes on his side, and sighed lightly:

"I shouldn't take advantage of your emotions, but what I can do now is to compensate you and give you a good home."

"Slave maid ......" Caixia closed her eyes and let the tears roll down, hiding all her emotions in her eyes, "Slave and maid, thank you for the reward of the son!" ”