When I got home from work, Song Ning was already here.
Song Ning was also extremely happy when she heard that Tong Qian was pregnant.
After arranging her father's dinner, she put on new clothes and ran to see Tong Qian.
Of course, she also came to visit her niece-in-law on behalf of her seventh uncle.
Uncle Qi is still ill and unable to go out, and Song Ning is in the same situation.
Song Ning is already eighteen years old this year.
The appearance is slim and graceful.
This age has usually reached the marriageable age. Even if Jiangzhou advocates late marriage, it only advocates raising the age of fourteen to sixteen.
The average life span of ancient people was not high. If the age of marriage was raised, many people might not have the chance to live until their children reach adulthood.
When the time comes, there will be a lot of orphans left, which is also a social problem.
Eighteen-year-old Song Ning is of marriageable age and is a noble and respected princess.
She is also the cousin of Song Yang, the lord of Jiangzhou.
There are not many people who can match her status.
In addition to caring about Song Yang's heirs every day, Uncle Qi also cares about his daughter's husband.
Unfortunately, after searching for more than a year, I still couldn't find a suitable one.
One feels taller, the other feels short.
The Li family is too fat and the Wang family is too thin.
Anyway, I just don’t like anyone.
And Song Ning herself is shy and reserved.
Let her take the initiative to talk to the boy without even thinking about it.
So till now this matter still has no solution.
Song Yang also helped find it.
Not to mention, there really is nothing suitable here...
This is not to blame Uncle Qi and Song Yang.
Uncle Qi looks at people based on the criteria for choosing a son-in-law.
Everyone has to make a discount first and then find faults.
Song Yang selects people based on his own standards.
That guy, who can be better than him?
Anyway, he didn't notice it himself...
So my sister has no choice but to be single for now...
Song Ning: "I'm really tied up!"
"Ning'er, is Uncle Qi feeling better?"
Song Yang sat opposite Song Ning and was so concerned that he asked about Uncle Qi's condition.
"Much better. After knowing the good news today, my father's condition has improved a lot." Song Ning nodded.
"Sicknesses come like a mountain and go away like silk threads. It has been very cold and rainy in the past two days. We must let Uncle Qi pay attention to the weather changes."
"Yeah. Got it, Brother Wang."
Shen Xiaowan prepared dinner with the help of her old mother. Tong Qian and Song Ning chatted for a while, and Song Yang took over after returning.
Tong Qian insisted on helping in the kitchen.
It's only been five months, and Tong Qian has nowhere to live, so she has to be busy in the kitchen.
Song Yang initially advised her to rest, but later he realized that he couldn't help it and just let her go.
The two girls went to work, and only brother and sister Song Yang were left in the living room.
"That...cousin..."
Song Ning was a little embarrassed and hesitated to speak.
She didn't call Brother Wang, which meant that what she wanted to talk about might be a private matter of her own family.
"Xiao Ning, just tell me if you have something to say. Is there anything you can't say to me?"
Song Yang said encouragingly.
"It's about sister-in-law Xiaoqian." Song Ning hesitated before saying it.
After saying that, he secretly looked towards the kitchen, fearing that Tong Qian would hear the same thing.
"Xiaoqian? What's wrong with Xiaoqian?"
Song Yang looked at Song Ning confused.
"When you came here just now, my father asked me to ask you, what title do you plan to give Sister Xiaoqian?"
"Name? Of course it's the king...concubine...this..."
Song Yang was too lazy to think about this problem before.
Now that Tong Qian is pregnant, her status must be given.
Song Yang wanted to say princess, but halfway through his words, his voice became smaller and smaller.
It's not that he was reluctant to give the title of princess.
But there can only be one princess.
If it is given to Tong Qian, what should Shen Xiaowan do?
Song Yang wanted a bowl of water to be balanced.
This is why he never thought about it.
"Xiao Ning, don't you think it's okay for me to have two concubines?" Song Yang looked at Song Ning.
Song Ning shook his head and said, "Don't ask me about this. There is no precedent for two concubines to have sex with each other. If my cousin insists on doing this, there may be a lot of resistance."
The reason why she said this was that she was tipping off Song Yang.
Because her father, the seventh uncle Song Tong, would definitely not agree with the two concubines.
Although he had been in Jiangzhou for a long time, Song Tong's thoughts were much more open.
But with two concubines, if Shen Xiaowan becomes pregnant in the future, they will become two legitimate sons.
The seventh uncle, Song Tong, had seen too much about the fight for the throne.
If there are two legitimate sons, or if the eldest son is not the legitimate son, the competition will be even more intense.
Song Ning fell silent after speaking, and Song Yang also fell into deep thought.
"Huh? What are you two brothers and sisters talking about? Why are you so quiet?"
Shen Xiaowan and Tong Qian are back.
The old woman followed behind pushing the dining cart.
"Let's talk about Uncle Qi's condition. Alas, Uncle Qi's bones are a bit weak and he will get sick easily in spring and autumn..."
Song Yang said casually.
He didn't plan to let the two girls know about his status for the time being.
Song Yang plans to think about this matter himself first.
When talking about Uncle Qi's physical condition, the two girls asked Song Ning with concern.
Little did he know that the issue of his and her status was bothering Song Yang.
Song Yang was very worried about this dinner.
All three women could see that Song Yang was in a bit of a slump.
Song Ning didn't stay long and left shortly after eating.
Tong Qian and Shen Xiaowan sent Song Ning out, and Song Yang got up and returned to the study.
When the two girls came back, they saw that Song Yang was already in the study, and they did not disturb him.
After greeting the old woman and putting away the dishes, the two of them went back to the bedroom to chat quietly.
In the study room, Song Yang was leaning on a wicker chair, spinning his pencil and thinking about the names of the two girls.
When it comes to family harmony and national tranquility, Song Yang has to treat it with caution.
Song Ning was right, there were never two main wives.
If the children of the two girls are both direct children, it might be a real troublesome thing in the future.
Song Yang himself was confident that he would be in charge of the two girls' children, but what about the future?
If he died, would there be a fight between the two children for the throne?
Those two guys from Raozhou were beaten to a bloody head.
The important thing is that Crown Prince Raozhou is still here, can these two guys with the same status still fight?
There may not be a fight, but the probability is ultimately much smaller.
Song Yang believes that both girls can educate their children well.
Song Yang also believed that he had the ability to educate.
But what about the subordinates?
Especially those speculators, will they join one side and suppress the other?
They are all legitimate sons anyway.
Although the elders and younger ones are arranged in an orderly manner, Song Yang can establish the heir apparent early.
But there's no guarantee that some restless guy won't take the opportunity to cause trouble.
Jiangzhou's development was hard-won, and Song Yang would never allow his hard work to be destroyed due to civil strife.
Song Yang is a time traveler. If he watches too many palace fighting dramas, he will be affected to some extent.
"Bata..."
I got distracted thinking over and over again, and made a mistake in turning the pen and dropped the pencil on the ground.
Bending down, Song Yang couldn't help but close his eyes.
"No! Jiangzhou must not be destroyed!"
He reached out to pick up the pencil and made up his mind at the same time.
Song Yang pulled a piece of paper and wrote a name on it...