Shen Wan suddenly realized that she and Song Heng were the only ones in the room, and she immediately felt uncomfortable.
When she saw the two bowls of pear water on the table, she walked over, picked up a bowl and drank it by herself.
Halfway through the drink, he noticed that Song Heng had been standing there looking at him, and asked, "Want to drink?"
Hui'er brought two bowls, originally for her and Song Ziling, but Song Ziling ran away with Xiao An before drinking, so there was an extra bowl.
"Drink." Song Heng sat across from Shen Wan, picked up the pear water that night and drank it.
He drank quickly. Shen Wan, who drank before him, had not finished her drink before he had already finished it.
"Thanks."
"Huh?" Shen Wan looked up at Song Heng. What did he say thank you for being such a good person? It was inexplicable.
Song Heng looked at her and said: "Ziyu's matter, and what you did for those soldiers."
He heard from Zhang San that most of the retired soldiers she recruited at Chuyun Villa had fought under him before. She told the soldiers the news one day in advance, and they went to inform them so that they could be one step ahead. Go to Izumo Villa to apply for a job.
Shen Wan put down the spoon in her hand, looked at Song Heng and said: "You don't need to thank me, this is just what I should do and want to do, it has nothing to do with you. I tried to save Song Ziyu because I took possession of her mother He is in trouble, so I can't leave him alone. I gave those soldiers a job because I thought it was too difficult for them and I just wanted to do something for them."
‘It has nothing to do with you.’ These words made Song Heng feel depressed. By saying this, was she telling him that she was not doing everything for him? Or was she telling him that she no longer liked him?
Thinking of this possibility, Song Heng felt even more depressed.
Song Heng's Adam's apple moved. He wanted to say something? But he didn't know what to say. She was like this now only because he pushed her away a long time ago.
After the food was laid out in Liu's courtyard, Song Heng and Shen Wan went there together.
Yamen Prison
Cui'er placed the dishes on the table and told Song Ziyu what happened today while placing them.
"That word was written by the Emperor himself, and it was stamped with a big jade seal! I heard someone said that an object covered with a jade seal is like the emperor's personal presence. From now on, whenever anyone enters the hall of our house, they will have to kneel down. It’s time to salute!”
Song Ziyu sat on a low stool and sneered: "They would rather get a plaque that can bring them false fame than exchange their daughter's freedom."
Her mother had done a good deed, and the emperor appreciated it. If her mother had spoken to the emperor and asked him to pardon her, the emperor would have agreed happily, and no one else would have dared to say anything. But her mother did not, and her mother would rather have a dead object. , and she is not willing to let her living daughter escape the sea of suffering as soon as possible. In the final analysis, it is because she is a daughter. If it had been Song Ziling or Song Zian, her mother would have smashed her head in front of the emperor. Yes, her mother is patriarchal. Women, they don’t treat me as kindly as Song Ziling and Song Zian. When Song Ziling got into such a big disaster and lost so much money, everyone blamed him. The mother-in-law excused him and even stopped her father. Dad punished her.
The longer Song Ziyu stayed in prison, the more he thought about it, and the more resentment he felt in his heart.
Cui'er frowned and whispered: "These are two different things!" The wife did a good deed and was awarded a plaque by the emperor, but it is two different things than the eldest lady going to jail. Why did the eldest lady say that the general and his wife would rather bring a piece of cake to her? A plaque with a false reputation won't buy her freedom.
The general and his wife are both real good people, and they do good deeds sincerely, not just for the sake of fame.
Song Ziyu picked up the chopsticks and looked at Cui'er coldly. Cui'er blinked and closed her mouth.
She brings meals to the eldest lady every day. Every day when she sees the eldest lady, she will feel that her expression is gloomier than the day before. Although the madam has sent many books to cultivate sentiments, the eldest lady seems to have never read them.