Chapter 424 What?

Author: sole red

Chapter 424 What?

A few days later, Mrs. Tan sent her servants to the Qian residence to discuss matters with the princess.

The servants who could not stay at the emperor's residence said that the princess was not at the residence and had gone to Baoding Xianyuezhuang.

"Why did you suddenly go to Zhuangzi?"

Tan Fengzhen is curious.

She heard from her husband that Princess Jin had a village in Baoding, and she also heard that the princess liked to stay at the village when the weather was hot.

But now that the weather is getting cold, why did you go to Zhuangzi?

The maid said: "The grandma in Qiandi said that an aunt in the Song Dynasty just died the day before yesterday. The princess could not go back to worship because of her status. She felt a little depressed, so she went to Zhuangzi to relax."

"An aunt died!? Which one?" It can't be the princess's own aunt...

After Cao Baolin returned home in the afternoon, Tan Fengzhen quickly asked him which aunt in the Song family died.

Cao Baolin sighed: "She is Aunt Lin, the biological mother of Second Aunt Song."

"Why haven't you heard of it?" Tan Fengzhen was surprised.

Cao Baolin was so hungry that he picked up the cakes on the table and stuffed them into his mouth. Tan Fengzhen urged him to wash his hands in disgust. Cao Baolin complied and went to the screen first to change clothes. Then while washing his hands, he said: "I heard this from my mother.

Come here. Speaking of which, Aunt Lin is also a poor person. She is the niece of Mr. Song’s mother-in-law. Mr. Song was also forced to take her in at that time. It is said that after giving birth to Grandma Song, she started fasting and praying to Buddha.

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Tan Fengzhen added: "The second aunt Song's grandmother who married into the eldest princess's house is recorded in the name of Mrs. Liang, right?"

Cao Baolin nodded: "Yes, it stands to reason that Second Aunt Song's grandma cannot mourn her biological mother, so she must be feeling uncomfortable."

In fact, Song Qingyue accompanied her second sister Song Yuxi to Baoding to relax. Children who are recorded as aunts are no longer born to Aunt Lin. It is impossible for legitimate children to mourn for their aunt. Even if the Liang family is tolerant and Mr. Song allows it, the eldest princess is there

But we will never tolerate such bad rules happening.

So Song Qingyue took her second sister to Baoding.

No one cares about your own village. At least you can secretly wrap yourself in mourning for your biological mother for a few days and pay homage to her.

"This princess is quite humane." Tan Fengzhen suddenly sighed as she looked at the withering oleander outside the window.

Cao Baolin nodded: "I heard that she is a bit special. She has been different from other girls since she was a child. However, my aunt likes her very much and said that she will definitely become a great person in the future."

Tan Fengzhen smiled. Cao Baolin had said this several times. In the past, she only thought it was a compliment from Aunt Cao who wanted to curry favor with the princess, and she had never taken it seriously. But now she is more and more interested in the princess Jin.

Getting more and more interested.

Song Qingyue stayed with her second sister in Zhuangzi for about ten days, which was considered as a holiday for herself. Zhuangzi still had a big yellow dog that she had raised when she was in Guangzhou. Now it even has a great-grandson.

He is so old that he can hardly walk, and the black beard on his black nose has also turned white. According to Mr. Chen, his eyes seem to be not very good either, and he has a round shading cataract. Song Qingyue guessed that it means cataract. But it always appears.

The first time I smell Song Qingyue, I will still wag my tail vigorously.

Song Qingyue was already in a low mood because of Aunt Lin's death, and seeing Dahuang Lao Cheng acting like this made her even more sad.

She has been busy after the confinement period. The weather is not too cold now, but she put on the cashmere sweater and flannel cloak early. The imperial doctor of Chu also said that the princess was weak, so Li Zhao asked her to simply spend more time on Zhuangzi.

Stay a few days and rest for a while. Mo Zhu and he will take the classes at the Academy of Science, so don't worry.

That day she was pulling lettuce leaves in the field.

Lu Wenyan is also here.

Ever since her father became the deputy minister of the cabinet, the matchmaker who came to the Lu family to propose marriage almost broke the threshold of her family. But Song Chenxu was not in a hurry. He said that an elder in the family had just passed away, and he had to wait three months to get engaged.

Besides, I also asked Miss Lu to think carefully about life-long matters and be cautious. The old lady of the Lu family and Lu Wenyan's mother also meant the same thing. They said that there were more people to choose from now and asked Lu Wenyan not to be too stubborn.

Lu Wenyan was bored and came to hide for a while.

"If you ask me, I think you are too stubborn." Song Qingyue smiled.

At this time, Song Qingyue was wearing a pair of impermeable leather boots and plain linen clothes. She was digging a hole in the field with a shovel in her hand. Lu Wenyan was squatting in the field to help her pull vegetables and weeds.

Crush it, bury it in a pit, and add some green manure.

Lu Wenyan rolled her eyes at Song Qingyue and asked, "Why did the princess say this?"

Song Qingyue clicked her tongue and said it. She was afraid of hurting Lu Wenyan's heart, so she didn't say it. She also thought this girl was a bit cute because she was stupid.

"I told you not to be impatient with me." Song Qingyue reminded.

"Tell me about it." Lu Wenyan said.

Song Qingyue held the shovel and said slowly: "I don't think my second brother likes you very much."

Sure enough, Lu Wenyan's round eyes immediately turned red. She looked at Song Qingyue in disbelief and asked: "You mean, your second brother... doesn't like me and doesn't want to marry me at all? I've been here all along.

Forced?"

"That's not true." Song Qingyue waved her hands repeatedly, "I just think that if a man really likes you, he will never be in a hurry."

Song Qingyue looked at a wooden shelf covered with tomatoes in the distance, thinking of Mu Lei, and also recalled how long, long ago, Li Zhao was anxious to marry her back to the palace.

He was really anxious at that time. Mr. Liang had set the wedding date for the following spring, but he was not happy to show off. Thinking of this, a hint of sweetness filled his heart.

She said: "Even if it's just a brief moment of interest, which man wouldn't show a little anxious look when he sees his sweetheart? But the second brother keeps putting it off. I always feel that he doesn't care about the marriage that much.

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Lu Wenyan rubbed the hem of her skirt with both hands, pinching out several muddy marks on the linen skirt: "Then he doesn't hate me, does he?"

"It's not that I hate you. I have a good impression. But if you like him much more than he likes you in a relationship, you will have a very hard time in the future." Song Qingyue said calmly.

"How do you know it will be hard? Erlang is such a good person, and he also said that he will not take concubines in the future. How can I be so hard?" Lu Wenyan didn't believe this evil.

"That's true." Song Qingyue laughed and stopped trying to persuade her.

Speaking of not taking concubines, this is indeed the biggest advantage of my second brother.

The two worked in the field for a while, both of them sweating profusely. Seeing this, Zhuangtou hurriedly took the shovel and said with a smile: "Madam, please rest quickly. We will do it. There is some lettuce there, which is still tender."

! Your Majesty and Miss Lu can pull some lettuce for lunch later."

Song Qingyue didn't show off, so he exchanged the farm tools with Zhuangtou and took Lu Wenyan to pull lettuce again.

This farm work was indeed not easy. She just dug a pit with a shovel and was exhausted. Lu Wenyan was so tired that she felt dizzy, but Song Qingyue was still working, so she didn't dare to sit down and rest.

Bravely and accompany me to do it.

At this time, Mian Mian hurried in and whispered: "Madam, Madam Tan is here."

"Ms. Tan?! This is rare." Song Qingyue showed a rare smile, "Please come in quickly."

As he spoke, he put a few lettuces that were only as thick as his fingers into the straw basket beside him, and then handed the basket to Xiaozao: "I'll have this for lunch."

"Cold salad?" Xiao Zao asked.

"Such tender baby lettuce is best eaten cold. Go and see if the canned jellyfish skins sent from the south are still inedible. If they are not broken, cut them into shreds, add more sesame oil and eat them cold with the baby lettuce. It will taste the best."

"Empress, and the girl is here too, she will be vegetarian these days." Xiaozao reminded.

Song Qingyue said, "Forget it about the jellyfish skin."

Looking down, he saw Dahuang staggering over, wagging his tail at Song Qingyue. Song Qingyue knelt down, picked up Dahuang and walked away. Dahuang's son, another very tall big yellow dog, was wagging its tail at Song Qingyue and couldn't help but huff.

A round-faced girl came out from behind it and reprimanded the big yellow dog: "Ah Huang! What are you talking about? You are going to do it! What the queen is holding is not for you! You wretched dog, why can't you have enough to eat?"

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I knew this round-faced girl from Song Qingyue. She was a close disciple of my great-grandfather, Mr. Chen. Although she was a girl, she was extremely talented. Her surname was Sang, and her original name was Daya, but Mr. Chen gave her a more elegant name.

Her name is Sang Zhixuan, and everyone usually calls her Ah Xuan.

"A-Xuan, will you come and have dinner with us later?" Song Qingyue invited.

Miss Sang shook her head: "I still have to wait for the master to eat. The master can't bear to eat only vegetarian food."

Song Qingyue could only say hello, but she heard the head of the village complain about it, saying that the old man had a good temper, good self-control, and was good at everything, but he was too picky about food. There were several chefs in the village, and only Ah Xuan's cooking was the best.

The taste of the old man. Song Qingyue suspected that the old man accepted this closed disciple just to let her serve the food...

When she took Lu Wenyan into the dining room of the thatched cottage, she saw Mrs. Tan already sitting inside chatting with Song Yuxi.

"What a rare thing, what brought you here?" Song Qingyue teased Tan Fengzhen as soon as they met.

Tan Fengzhen stood up and bowed to Song Qingyue in a formal manner: "Hello, Madam. I am in trouble, so I want to ask your Majesty for help."

Knowing Song Qingyue's temperament, Tan did not beat around the bush and explained his purpose straight to the point.

The maid brought the wash basin, and Song Qingyue put soap on it and washed her hands, and asked: "What's the matter? Tell me. If you can help me, I will definitely help."

Song Qingyue didn't beat around the bush and gave people reassurance right from the start.

Tan Fengzhen then recounted her experience at the He family in detail.

Before Song Qingyue could react, Song Yuxi became aggrieved: "Some people don't have any ability, and they still look down on you when they ask you to do something. Damn you! You can't tolerate such people! What do you think they are!"

Tan Fengzhen glanced at Grandma Song Ergu, who was gentle and gentle just now, with some surprise. Then she remembered that she was also a concubine, and she suddenly felt relieved.
To be continued...