In the blink of an eye, June 12th arrived. Not to mention Huang Wenqiu's proposal to marry the Song family, Song Huiyue didn't even see a corner of his clothes.
Thirteenth is the day when the Yan Mansion holds a banquet at Qianhe Manor in the outer city.
All the officials and their families in Tanzhou City will be there.
Mrs. Chen had not been to a banquet for a long time. It was such a big banquet, and she was already busy before nightfall.
Song Huiyue stretched out her hand stiffly, and her ten fingers were covered with impatiens flower mud.
Mrs. Chen selected a silver-gray embroidered orchid gauze shirt, made some gestures on Song Huiyue, and asked them to use the incense with satisfaction.
Aunt Lin and Aunt Wang reached out at the same time. In the end, Aunt Lin was the better one and grabbed it in her arms. Aunt Wang failed and could only glare at Aunt Lin.
Mrs. Chen ignored their quarrels and continued to pick out skirts, then said to Song Huiyue: "You can't be naughty when we go."
Song Huiyue's face was covered with balsam, and her entire face became a thick wall, as if it would crack if she moved casually.
She pursed her cherry lips and said vaguely: "I've never been naughty, right? Qinghui?"
Song Qinghui was sitting on the porch outside, stretching out his ten fingers to dye his nails. After hearing this, he nodded: "Yes."
Ms. Chen changed her skirt and said, "It's best if you don't be naughty. Also, when you get there, if others speak unpleasantly, don't get angry. If you can, bear with it."
When she said this, her heart almost rose to her throat.
She knows best what kind of temperament her daughter has.
It just looks soft.
Those who attended the banquet were all the powerful women in the city. Those ladies always seemed to have a decent reputation, but those young ladies were different. They were all pampered and spoiled, and they dared to say anything.
She wanted to find Song Huiyue a lifelong marriage, and she didn't want to be absent.
"Did you get mosquitoes in your ears? Did you hear it?"
Song Huiyue smiled and nodded.
After picking out the clothes and Mrs. Chen led everyone back to rest, Song Huiyue breathed a sigh of relief.
She washed her face, changed into coarse clothes, told Yuanyuan to light some incense outside, and let her go to sleep. She took a bamboo knife and sat on the pole to chop the bamboo tubes.
Take a tube of green bamboo, cut it in half and then in half, separate the green bamboo pieces into the yellow bamboo pieces, and then cut them into green and white bamboo strips with uniform thickness.
Yinxiao jumped down from the roof, sat on the stone steps, and straightened the green silk strips that Song Hueyue had cut.
"Madam, Huang Wenqiu has dumped all the tea leaves in his hand, and has also found a matchmaker to propose marriage to the Luo family."
"He is afraid that I will play tricks on children and is anxious to settle down."
"He is ungrateful. I will kill him to vent your anger."
Song Huiyue's men used their skills, and a clear cracking sound came from the bamboo tube: "It's easy to kill people, but what happens after you kill them? The government will post arrest documents and arrest you from door to door. You will have to flee to the end of the world. Everything now will be gone.
No more."
Another bamboo tube fell apart under her hands.
Yinxiao remained silent and grabbed the bamboo pieces irritably. Even when the bamboo thorns got into her fingers, she didn't feel any pain.
A peaceful life is hard-won, and they all want to cherish it.
If you don't have the ability to cover the sky with one hand, it's not that easy to kill someone.
Song Huiyue put down her bamboo knife and prepared to weave a small sieve to dry the chili peppers for Mrs. Wu in the kitchen.
"When I first came to Tanzhou, I was very irritable, so I learned the bamboo craftsmanship to calm down. I think you should learn it too, and stop yelling and killing all day long. Someday you can make a bamboo curtain for me to use."
"yes."
Early the next morning, Song Huiyue applied rouge and powder, wore a silver-gray gauze shirt and a grass-green skirt. Mrs. Chen also dressed quietly and elegantly, rented three carriages, and took Song Qinghui and Aunt Lin to play.
, let’s go to the outer city’s Chestnut Lotus Garden together.
Although it was early to go out, the summer was hot, the morning light was like flowing gold, shining yellow on the roofs and streets, and the carriage was also very hot.
Chen was motion sick and didn't dare to eat breakfast, so she only drank some tea. Now she was also very hot and uncomfortable, so she held on hard not to vomit in front of Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue fanned Chen at the side. As soon as the carriage stopped, she lifted up her skirt to get out of the carriage, but Chen stopped her and said, "Be gentle."
Soon Yuanyuan and Grandma Liu came out of the carriage from behind, placed the horse stools and raised the curtains.
Only then did Chen let go of Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue picked up her skirt and got out of the carriage, then carefully helped Mrs. Chen down.
Mrs. Chen hurriedly asked Aunt Lin to take good care of Song Qinghui.
The Yan family wanted to make friends with the respectable people in Tanzhou City today, and the servants outside the garden were also eager to invite them in.
The garden was covered with gauze tents, covering the sun, making it cool and bright. They came early, and two maids led them to see the scenery and asked them to drink tea outside the main hall and wait.
Following them was Li, the daughter-in-law of Shi Xiechuan, the head of the Jin Dynasty, and her six-month-old son.
When Mrs. Li saw Mrs. Chen, she immediately came forward to say hello.
In terms of status, there was no need for her to come so early with her child, but to come so closely behind her was obviously because she was afraid of Chen's embarrassment, so she came here to help.
Xie Chuan's son, Xie Zhou, was a handsome man. Song Huiyue had been in love with Xie Zhou since she was ten years old. Seeing that his son was also cute, she secretly kissed him several times while they were chatting.
The little Xie opened Toothless's mouth, salivating, and said "Oh oh oh" to Song Huiyue, and peed loudly.
Mrs. Chen accompanied her to clean her hands and told Song Huiyue to enjoy the flowers quietly before getting up and leaving.
Song Huiyue couldn't even think about keeping quiet. The girl who came later ran away when she saw her, and no one would take any care of her.
A golden carp jumped up from the water and bit into the flower petals, which attracted everyone's admiration. When Song Huiyue was watching with gusto, someone blocked her view.
The young lady who arrived has willow-leaf eyebrows, slender eyes, an almond-shaped face and peach cheeks. She is wearing a peach red gauze shirt and a lotus-colored silk skirt. Although she is not very colorful, she is still quite charming.
In addition to being attractive, it is also eight points arrogant and nine points shabby. It is cold from the inside to the outside.
"You are Sister Eyue, I didn't expect to see you here."
Song Huiyue looked her up and down, and she understood clearly, but she said: "Who are you?"
"My surname is Luo, and my double name is Huiniang." Luo Huiniang sat down opposite her. "One time I was drinking tea in the teahouse pavilion, and you happened to be riding out of the city. My companion pointed it out to me and I recognized you."
After saying that, she looked at Yuan Yuan who was standing behind Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue nodded with a smile, turned around and said to Yuan Yuan: "Go and see if there are any plums, and get two for me."
Yuanyuan bowed and whispered: "Madam, my wife said that we should be careful in our words and deeds."
"Stay," Song Huiyue poked her forehead helplessly with her index finger: "You are blocking the wind from me, sit over there."
Yuanyuan quickly moved away.
Luo Huiniang smiled and said: "My sister is so smart, but I didn't expect my maid to be so honest."
Song Huiyue nodded perfunctorily.
"Sister, are you looking at the lotus flowers?"
"yes."
"Actually, the rose flowers behind my sister are also beautiful. They form a wall and look like clouds. My sister might as well look back and take a closer look. Sometimes people are too attached to one scenery and tend to ignore other things."