Mr. Yu ran away as if his butt was on fire, but Song Liyun was not left alone when he left.
Song Liyun sent Qi Heng and others to the military camp. She was a girl after all, and it was not convenient for her to stay among such men for a long time.
It is even more forbidden to go to the inn in the city. Now the whole city is being searched by sergeants, the Zhenbei military camp has been prepared for war, and the Qi family will jump over the wall in a panic at any time.
Yu Guang issued a pass to Fangzheng Guo Tong and sent a team of troops to send Song Liyun to the Anhuayuan of the garrison to stay for a few days.
This was what Zhao Tinglei meant. If something went wrong in Hecheng, his sister-in-law would not be able to explain it to his third brother who was still setting up an ambush on the grassland.
Different from sitting on the bench at the concierge the night before, this time Song Liyun went directly into the side door of the garrison mansion.
As expected of the highest headquarters of Hecheng, Anhuayuan is also tall and majestic.
There was no longer any danger here. Song Dekui ran to find Lin Qingyuan and Abu, while Song Liyun, led by the two maids, followed the corridor to the courtyard assigned to her.
Her clothes were in the space and were inconvenient to access. In the strange eyes of the maid, Song Liyun changed out of the clothes of the Di tribe and put on the clothes temporarily prepared by the garrison mansion.
I don’t know who prepared them, but these clothes were too bright, so Song Liyun had to make do with them.
Before she could have a good rest, a group of beauties came swaying over.
The beauty walking in the front is in her early twenties, with big breasts and wide buttocks, and picturesque eyebrows. She is very beautiful.
The two girls following her were younger, and they were both as charming as snow and as charming as water droplets.
Song Liyun was surprised: he was not a young man, yet he still needed to send a beautiful woman to his bed.
When the leading beauty saw that Song Liyun had already washed herself, she stepped forward with a smile and said, "Sister, I haven't eaten yet. Your Majesty asked me to bring two picking girls over to serve the meal!"
Song Liyun raised her eyebrows and said, "Excuse me... what do you call a beautiful woman?"
This woman wore her hair in a woman's bun and referred to herself as a younger sister. However, her speech, behavior, age and dress did not look like Mrs. Guard's.
The beautiful woman smiled and said: "Mrs. Guard went to Beijing some time ago and has not returned yet. My sister can call me Sister Li!"
Song Liyun immediately understood in her heart that this was Zhao Tinglei's concubine.
She lowered her eyes and said calmly: "Thank you Aunt Li!"
At this time, the maids and wives who were following Aunt Li filed in and quickly placed several soups, vegetables and dishes on the small table in front of Song Liyun.
The cook at the garrison mansion is probably not a native of Yunzhou.
What was brought was not the usual pancake dough, but a bowl of chicken noodle soup, a few side dishes, and a shortbread that was only the size of a quail egg, ensuring that each bite would not stain the woman's mouth.
A bowl of chicken soup is very fragrant and thick, leaving aside the oil, and it is clear and refreshing.
The noodles are very chewy, with a few chopped green onions and a soft and tasty chicken drumstick on top.
The appearance and aroma alone made Song Liyun's fingers twitch. They are easy to digest, and they won't accumulate food even if they are full until the evening.
Aunt Li sat aside and asked the two girls who came with her to serve Song Liyun: "Jade, Amber, you two will serve the young master in the future, and you must serve the young lady well now."
The two girls shyly stepped forward and saluted Song Liyun: "Jade, Hubo has seen the girl before!"
Then one person holds chopsticks and the other person holds a spoon to hold the noodles for Song Liyun.
As soon as the two of them got closer, Song Liyun's eyes were filled with fragrant hair and colorful clothes, and even her teeth were a little sore: "Aunt Li, let them go down! I'm used to doing it myself!"
Aunt Li smiled coquettishly: "My sister comes from a military household, so you're not used to it! You'll get used to it if you let them serve you a few more times."
After going shopping and jumping off the building, Song Liyun was very hungry now. What she wanted most was to eat noodles and soup. How could she have the patience to wait for others to hold a handful of noodles and dangle them in front of her mouth like feeding a cat?
"No need, I have hands and feet, and I don't need anyone to take care of my food and drink yet, so I don't need to trouble these two beauties."
It's not like Song Liyun has never used maids. When she was in Baolin Residence, Lady Yun had been serving the food and drink for the three brothers and sisters, that is, cooking and serving them to the table.
On the Dilu grassland, the servants next to Mrs. Wuya only did chores such as lighting fires, boiling water, making butter, cooking meat and other chores in the tent. Even Zhao Tingduo and Mrs. Wuya had to do it themselves when they ate meat.
Take care of yourself.
Song Liyunxiao couldn't bear this kind of service that required people to feed her.
She didn't waste any more words, just took the chopsticks and spoon from Jade's hand and started eating.
Seeing her reckless behavior, Aunt Li and the two girls showed disdain.
Aunt Li remembered Zhao Tinglei's instructions that these two Cai Nv were to serve the Third Young Master, and she was asked to train the two Cai Nv to be very satisfactory.
Now that Song Liyun doesn't need a maid to serve him, how can he be trained?
Aunt Li asked Fei Cui and Amber to step away, looked at Song Liyun who was eating alone and said with a smile: "It's natural for my sister to feel sorry for the two maids, but it's natural for women to serve others.
If you don't want them to do things, how will you serve the third young master and the third lady in the future?
Besides, sister, you can also learn from me, and you won’t be rude in front of the third lady in the future.
Speaking of which, as aunts, it is our duty to be able to serve others!"
Aunt?
Song Liyun paused with the chopsticks in her hands, and suddenly understood in her heart: Zhao Tinglei regarded herself as Zhao Tingduo's concubine?
No wonder this Aunt Li screams happily every time she calls her sister.
With this thought in her mind, Song Liyun immediately lost her appetite. Fortunately, she had already eaten a few cakes and soup, so she wasn't very hungry.
She put down the dishes and chopsticks, instead of taking the cloth handed over by Jade, she took out a piece of tissue paper from her pocket and wiped her mouth.
Aunt Li looked at Song Liyun and said in surprise: "After eating, why doesn't my sister wipe her face with a cloth?"
Song Liyun shook the small paper in his hand: "I like to use paper, it's clean, hygienic, and convenient!"
Aunt Li's face turned red, as if she was greatly insulted. She pointed to the cloth towel in Jade's hand and said: "These cloth towels have been washed, steamed, dried and scented by the maids. Even the lady praised me for my meticulousness. You
How can you think it's dirty?"
Ever since she followed Zhao Qianhu, she had taken care of the trivial affairs of the inner house.
Not only did she serve you well, but even your wife praised her for her careful work. Before returning to Beijing, she even entrusted her with the gift, asking her to take good care of you.
Now that the girl he had carefully prepared was rejected, and even a square scarf was rejected, this Song Liyun was really a ungrateful little pariah.
Song Liyun looked innocent: "Aunt Li, I have a mental disorder when it comes to personal belongings. I won't use things that others have used. How come it's considered dirty?
In addition, Aunt Li should call me Song Liyun, or Miss Song! Don't call me sister, I'm not used to it!"
"You..." Aunt Li's face suddenly changed with anger.
Song Liyun made it clear when he said this. If he is not worthy of his concubine, he is looking down on her outright.
A girl from a military household really wants to treat herself as his wife?
Song Liyun didn't pay attention to the women in the room whose expressions were changing. He slowly put the tissue paper that he had wiped on his hands and face on the brazier and burned it. In a blink of an eye, not a single dregs was left.
The main wife and the concubine were naturally at odds with each other, and now I was upset when I saw the two leather cases in front of me who would be dedicated to serving Zhao Tingduo from now on.
What's more, Aunt Li directly regarded her as her aunt's reserve army, which made her feel as disgusting as eating half a fly.
Aunt Li was also very angry.
I obeyed the adults' instructions and worked hard to teach the two girls to serve the third son. Not only did Song Liyun not thank him, he also looked disgusted and said he was dirty. How could such a jealous woman get along with other sisters in the future!
But when she took the crying jade amber to the guard master to complain, Zhao Tinglei scolded her back: "What time is it now, and you are still talking about these things that are not on the table? Get out!"
What time is it now?
Now is the time when the whole city is at war with each other!