"Qing Huan," the voice of the seventh lady came, "What are you thinking about?"
Xu Qinghuan smiled slightly: "I just remembered one thing. In fact, the prince-in-law is an heirloom of Xinglin. He is a kind-hearted doctor and naturally has more compassion for the people."
The Seventh Madam had vaguely heard of the eldest princess’s consort’s background before: “So the eldest princess is really discerning about people.”
"Yes," Xu Qinghuan said, "Everyone in the Princess Huayang's house is harmonious. There is only one thing that worries the Princess and the Prince Consort."
Just when Madam Seven heard the key point, Xu Qinghuan suddenly stopped.
The seventh lady looked up and saw that Xu Qinghuan was looking out the window and was lost in thought. The maid just happened to bring tea, and the seventh lady waved her hand to prevent the maid from coming forward.
Miss Xu was a little strange today. She fell into her own thoughts several times. She was probably thinking about the case. It was better for them not to disturb her, so as not to interrupt her thoughts.
It took about a cup of tea before Xu Qinghuan came back to his senses.
"How is it?" Madam Seven asked immediately, "What did you think of?"
Xu Qinghuan looked at a pomegranate tree placed on the window sill of the Seventh Madam: "Can I ask Madam for something?"
"What?" Madam Seven looked over.
Xu Qinghuan stretched out his hand and pointed: "This is the pomegranate with many children and many blessings."
The seventh lady was slightly startled, but immediately understood: "This is not a valuable thing."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Madam, I have never heard a word that said it well. The courtesy is light and the affection is heavy. It can be regarded as liking her. The eldest princess likes the pomegranate tree the most. There are many pomegranates planted in the yard of the eldest princess's mansion. The prince-consort and the eldest princess have a close relationship.
Very sincere, but it’s a pity that I never have any children... There is always a sense of bribery in farewell items, and these worthless things are just a token of affection."
Madam Seven felt that Xu Qinghuan’s words made sense.
"Madam," Xu Qinghuan said, "do you believe me?"
It's this sentence again. Miss Xu said something similar when they first met.
The seventh lady nodded: "Of course."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Then can you help me again?"
Miss Xu's expression looked very serious, which shocked the seventh lady, but she quickly recovered and nodded to Xu Qinghuan with determination.
After talking for a long time, the seventh lady remembered: "The second son of the Wang family said he wanted to send me a gift, where did he go?"
…
Su Wan cordially welcomed Song Chengxuan into the door, and the yamen officer brought tea. Su Wan immediately smiled and said: "It's rare that General Xue can let Mr. Song come. If Mr. Song can stay and help Changzhou, Changzhou will have many more people."
Divide your chances of winning."
Song Chengxuan remained silent.
Su Wan stood up with a heavy expression on his face: "After this battle, the situation of the Changzhou Navy has been exposed. If this continues, I am afraid that I will rely solely on An Yihou. Even if I finally win this battle, the Zhou Dynasty will suffer heavy losses, and the coastal areas will suffer heavy losses."
Many people have been displaced, and it may be difficult to restore the prosperity before the war within three to five years.
Maybe this is a win for the imperial court, but it is still a loss for the people of Zhou Dynasty, and I am afraid that all the navy in Changzhou will be ruined. Quanzhou also had a similar experience, and I think Master Song can empathize with it."
Song Chengxuan looked at Su Wan: "Your Excellency, you have really thought deeply about Changzhou."
Su Wan shook his head: "The emperor has ordered me to supervise the army, so naturally I will do my best."
Su Wan's approach will definitely be praised by the censor in the capital. He seems to be a person who is completely separated from the power struggle. His identity also allows him to not be involved in the Zhang family. It seems that he can be a lonely minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
, and this is the kind of person the emperor trusts the most.
Song Chengxuan stood up calmly and said: "I dare not accept this matter because of my humble position. Please discuss it with the Prince Consort Xue. If the imperial court makes a decision, we will definitely take the order and go there. We dare not slack off."
Unexpectedly, a consensus was reached so quickly. Su Wan seemed very happy and was about to continue talking.
"Your Majesty," the steward came in to report, "the people in the city came here with gifts, saying they wanted to thank the Prince Consort."
Su Wan said: "I said I don't want those things. This is my duty."
The steward thought for a moment before telling the truth: "The people are unwilling to leave, and what they brought with them is not anything valuable."
Song Chengxuan looked outside the door. For some reason, he seemed to have a feeling in his heart that those things sent by the common people should be interesting.
It would be unkind to refuse any further. Su Wan said: "Then let the adults bring the things in, but only this time."
The steward responded.
After a while, noisy footsteps came from the yard.
Su Wan walked out of the house to check, and Song Chengxuan followed him out.
It was indeed nothing expensive, just a pomegranate bonsai and a pomegranate tree. The leading merchant saluted Su Wan respectfully: "This is everyone's wish. My consort is devoted to the people. I wish you many children and a long life."
Su Wan looked at the pomegranate trees, as if he had returned to the eldest princess's mansion in Beijing in a blink of an eye. The pomegranate in front of him had lush branches and leaves, which was particularly lovely.
Do what you like.
Whose preference is it voting for?
He is still the eldest princess.
Su Wan looked deeply, but with a grateful smile on his face: "I, Su Wan, am here to thank you all."
Song Chengxuan looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. She was really fast. She caught up with her in a blink of an eye. I don't know if she was too smart or too cunning.
…
Su Wan was busy thanking the people, and Song Chengxuan took advantage of the opportunity to leave.
Riding all the way back to where he stayed in Changzhou, for some reason, the scene of her talking to Wang Yuchen during the day came to mind again.
Song Chengxuan was not ready to think about it any longer.
"Young Master," Yong Ye suddenly turned around and danced towards him, "Here he comes...here he comes."
Song Chengxuan frowned. Yong Ye had become more and more ignorant of the rules recently. He raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see her standing there in front of the door not far away. He didn't know how long she had been waiting.
She was holding a small lantern in her hand. She was raising the lantern in front of her eyes. She was looking at the tassels tied under the lantern. When she heard Yong Ye's voice, she turned to look at him, with a polite smile on her face, and bent her knees to him.
He bowed.
Song Chengxuan got off his horse and Yongye hurriedly knocked on the door. Immediately, a servant came to greet the guest.
He walked towards the main room, and she followed him.
Neither of them spoke. They waited until the servant brought the tea and then quietly closed the door. Then she picked up the tea bowl in front of her and took a sip. The tea tasted very light and refreshing.
Xu Qinghuan raised his head and looked at Song Chengxuan: "Sir Song, do you still remember what happened after the drunken night?" Otherwise, he would not have a sullen face when meeting today, and would appear even more cold.
After knowing him for so long, she seemed to have some understanding of Song Chengxuan's thoughts.
Song Chengxuan said nothing.
Xu Qinghuan pursed her lips again: "I asked my father and found out the ins and outs of our engagement. Thank you Master Song for telling me, and also thank you for your love back then."
For the Anyi Houfu, it was a high achievement to have decided on this marriage.
Song Chengxuan narrowed his eyes slightly. When she said this, she was preparing to refuse. No matter what happened, she would first find something nice to appease her.
Xu Qinghuan said: "If Mr. Song thinks it is appropriate, then..."
She raised her head, and there seemed to be stars in her eyes: "The engagement is still there."
