Mrs. Song's aunt married into the Cao family in Yunzhou. The previous head of the Cao family, Cao Shaohua, served as the chief envoy of Yunzhou. Later, he was derelict from his post for committing a crime and lost most of the family property. He was very depressed. Today, the Cao family is more
In the past, Cao Qing'er was very depressed. Cao Qing'er's father died young, and she still had a mother and a younger brother at home. But Cao Qing'er also came from an official family. Although she stood there silently, she gave people the impression of being aloof and superior.
a feeling of.
Without preparing a meeting gift, Mrs. Chen took off the golden walking stick she was wearing on her head and gave it to Cao Qing'er. It was considered a passing thing, since she didn't know it beforehand.
After everyone sat down and the maid served tea, Mrs. Song started talking, from the daily courtesy Su Liu and the others gave to the greenhouse she proposed to build. If it wasn't that she was very good at acting, then it was her joy from the bottom of her heart.
"After setting up this greenhouse, we can have vegetables to eat in the winter, but it is much better than eating cabbage, potatoes and radishes every day." Mrs. Song smiled, pointed to Gao, and said: "She is a lucky person.
I'm pregnant now, but this baby doesn't care about meat, just vegetables, so this is just in time."
Mrs. Chen hurriedly smiled and said: "The eldest young lady seems to be a lucky person, and the young master in her belly is also a lucky person. Naturally, she can eat whatever she wants."
Who doesn't like to hear good words? Although the Song family already has legitimate grandchildren, it doesn't matter if the Gao family has a son or a daughter. However, the ancients did not mind having too many sons, especially if the family has a big business, so when Chen family spoke,
Young Master, the joy in Mrs. Song's eyes is even greater.
"I can't believe that Miss Su has such a mind at such a young age. I heard that she can also make donkey-hide gelatin?" Mrs. Song asked with a smile as she picked up the tea.
Su Liu stood up and blessed himself, and said: "Madam, just call me Liu'er. I got the recipe accidentally. I tried slowly and finally succeeded. It's just a fluke. This time I came to Fucheng, I also brought it to Madam."
I have bought two boxes. Madam, if you are ready to use them, let Brother Song tell me and I will keep them."
When Mrs. Song saw her, she smiled sweetly, her attitude was neither arrogant nor arrogant, and she was neither arrogant nor arrogant even when she was praised. A hint of appreciation flashed in her eyes. Even a little peasant girl had magnanimity, and her gestures were grand, which was truly extraordinary.
Cao Mingzhu, who was sitting quietly and upright, flashed across his eyes again. This woman has a beautiful appearance and a good temperament. Judging from her words, she should be polite and sensible. Unfortunately, her mother died young and she was the daughter of a merchant. My daughter, too
I didn't marry again because I was afraid that my upbringing and identity would be biased.
She has three sons. The eldest son is married to a well-known wife. He is also a sensible governor and filial to his parents-in-law. He is a virtuous man. The second son is already twenty-two years old. She has been urging him countless times, but she can't get him to nod. She finally said it.
He fell in love with a girl who turned out to be the daughter of a merchant.
Cao Mingzhu is beautiful, and her family is rich, but her family background is a flaw. They belong to the Song family, the Gongsun Hou family, their husband is the son of the Hou family, and they are officials. Their son has outstanding conduct, and his family background does not matter.
He said that even if he did not enter the officialdom, just because of his status as the direct grandson of the Hou family, he should not be worthy of a merchant's daughter.
Mrs. Song thought about it, but she always felt that she had wronged her son, so she was indifferent to Cao Mingzhu. It could not be said to be particularly cold, but she was not particularly enthusiastic either. On the contrary, she was much more enthusiastic towards Su Liu.
Naturally, Cao Mingzhu didn't know what Mrs. Song was thinking. Although she kept a smile on her face, her thoughts had already gone to Cao Qing'er. Could this be the ideal wife that Mrs. Song found for Song Er?
Thinking of this possibility, Cao Mingzhu felt a sharp pain in her heart and her face turned a little pale.
"You are so humble." Mrs. Song pointed at Su Liu with a smile, and said to Mrs. Chen, "I don't know how you teach your children, Mrs. Chen, so many of them are so promising."
What she said was not wrong. In her impression, the children in the countryside were extremely rough, petty, and could not stand up to the public. However, Su Liu gave her a different impression. Her manners were dignified and decent, and she could be called a noble lady.
not bad.
As for Su Xiao, her appearance is a bit prettier than her sister, but her temperament is a little bit worse, but as a girl, it's not bad to be pampered. Wasn't her Ying'er brought up with support?
It is worth mentioning that the adopted son of Mr. Chen is very calm and dignified at a young age, and he is very articulate and knowledgeable. Given time, this son will definitely have a great future.
Originally, Mrs. Song just met politely, but now she has met several people, and she has sincerely made friends. Didn't she say that Su Liu's future husband will be General Zhenwei?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Song's smile became even brighter, and she simply talked about children's classics with Mrs. Chen.
Mrs. Chen was a little embarrassed at first and didn't know how to deal with it. Seeing that Mrs. Song had a gentle voice and a sincere face. She was not a mean or calculating person, but a gentle person. As they talked, the two of them actually
Talking about it together.
The conversation on the other end made them excited, but it made Su Liu and the others miserable, sitting with them bored in every possible way.
Taking advantage of the time between Mrs. Song and the others, Cao Qing'er took the opportunity to say: "Cousin, you see the weather is very good today. You and Mrs. Chen are talking here. How about I, Ying'er, Miss Su, Miss Cao and the others go for a walk in the garden?"
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Cao Mingzhu glanced at her quickly, met Cao Qing'er's eyes, and nodded, feeling bitter in her heart, Cao Qing'er now regarded herself as the master.
"Look at me, I have forgotten a few of the younger ones while talking, but I am boring them." Mrs. Song clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Although the weather is nice, it is also cold. I see you are about the same age.
, you might as well go to Nuanting, the wintersweet trees there are in bloom, and it’s nice to watch the snow and enjoy the plum blossoms.”
Song Ying could no longer hold back any longer. After hearing this, she stood up excitedly.
"Mom, I'm too heavy to join in the fun with them. I've made arrangements to come over and talk to you and Mrs. Chen, so I can hide away." Mrs. Gao said with a smile.
"Go, go." Mrs. Song waved her hand.
At this time, Chen Ye said he wanted to go to the front yard. Mrs. Chen gave some instructions, and Mrs. Song also sent someone to send him there.
Song Ying and Su Xiao were the same age, and they could talk well. He pulled her and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see my garden. The wintersweet is so beautiful. I want to pick it and make a jar of plum blossom wine."
"Isn't that pointless?" Su Xiao tilted her head and said, "What's so good about plum blossom wine? If it were me, I would use plum blossoms to make pollen. It must be very fragrant."
"Ah, can you still make powder?"
"I'm also learning this, but I'm not very good at it yet."
"Then tell me how to do it."
The two of them went out chattering, and Mrs. Song smiled when she saw it. However, Cao Qing'er frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and she still looked that soft and gentle.
The female family members were having a good time here, and they were also talking and laughing in the living room in the front yard. Of course, the ones laughing were Cao Kui and Magistrate Song.
When he got dry mouth, Cao Kui picked up the tea and took a sip, thinking to himself, Oh my God, what on earth is going on here? It would be an exaggeration to say that he was having a war of words with all the merchants.
Looking at Ning Guang secretly, Cao Kui felt itchy in his heart. Who is this guy? He showed no courtesy when meeting the prefect. The prefect seemed to be particularly indulgent.
However, soon, his itch was scratched.
"I didn't expect that General Ning would live in seclusion in our territory of Qingzhou, I..." Magistrate Song stroked his goatee and looked at Ning Guang, who was sitting upright, with a smile.
puff!
Cao Kui spit out the tea he had just swallowed and looked at Ning Guang in a daze.
General?
His eyes were as big as copper bells, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he could not recover for a long time.
Isn't he dreaming? This guy is young, but he is actually a general?
Magistrate Song was distracted by Cao Kui's spray, so he put his fist to his mouth and coughed. Cao Kui got excited and fell to his knees with a thud, saying: "The common people deserve to die, the common people deserve to die."
At the same time, he pinched his thigh secretly. He was old and had never seen any big storms. Why was he so rude, in front of the prefect?
Cao Kui finally got on the line with the prefect. If he loses this line because of a breach of etiquette, he will suffer a big loss, so he said tremblingly: "It's a common man's breach of etiquette. I hope the prefect will forgive me." He looked at him again.
He glanced at Ning Guang.
Magistrate Song glanced at Ning Guang and saw that he was silent. Then he looked at his son and winked fiercely. What is going on?
Song Fei coughed and said, "Master Cao, please get up quickly. The tea at home is too hot. These servants are too unruly. I will report to my mother later and teach them good manners."
The servants of the Song family who were waiting inside lowered their heads one by one, silently trying to reduce their sense of presence. It is really unfair, Master.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Cao family invites you." Magistrate Song chuckled.
Cao Kui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up with an embarrassed look on his face, and looked at Ning Guang again, his eyes full of astonishment.
"It seems that General Ning is also hiding deep. Even the famous young general, some people missed it, haha." Magistrate Song burst out laughing, breaking the deadlock.
Cao Kui's eyes lit up. Although he was a merchant, he had been walking on ships all year round and had heard a lot about the young general's reputation.
Ning Guang, turned out to be General Zhenwei? God, I really made a profit now. First he was a prefect, and then he was a general. No wonder the fortune teller Mingzhu had good feet and legs, and he was a very lucky person. As expected, look at her.
What do you bring to their Cao family?
Ning Guang took a sip of tea, looked at Magistrate Song and said, "Mr. Song, please be polite. I am a junior and I am no longer a general. You are an elder. Just call me Ning Guang."
Magistrate Song was stunned, and Ning Guang then continued: "I have never been good at dealing with people, and I don't have the patience to socialize with others. I hope you can cover up for my nephew."
Magistrate Song and Song Fei looked at each other. What does this mean? Ning Guang wants to continue hiding his identity and does not plan to come out?
Suddenly I feel that I don’t like writing about big houses like this. If I write about a farmer who is a pure classical prose writer, will everyone resonate with me?
