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Chapter 330 Thunderbolt

Mrs. Zheng saw the steward of the Song family coming out to greet him, and she breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Mrs. Song was willing to see her, there would be hope for Brother Zhi's matter.

Moreover, the manager of the Song family treated her very politely. It seemed that the Yang family really tried their best to help and put in a good word for them in front of Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Zheng felt a little more confident. She looked at the servants beside her, and they immediately took out the gifts.

She carefully selected the gifts. They were all high-quality imported items. Any one of them could be sold at a good price. The Song family also worked as a maritime merchant, so they must know this.

The manager of the Song family obviously did not expect that the Zheng family would bring so many gifts to visit. He could not help but be slightly startled, but it soon turned into a polite smile: "Mrs. Zheng, you are too polite."

Mrs. Zheng was overjoyed. The Song family could not accept the things just yet. It was fine if she could accept them. She had not chosen the wrong path.

She didn't come to visit just because her master asked someone to find the Song family. She thought carefully before coming.

It is not difficult for someone to find General Xue Chen, but the Xue family is an official, and it is difficult for ordinary objects to enter the Xue family's eyes. The Song family is different. The Song family used to be just a maritime merchant. Now Mrs. Song is raising this family.

Du Miao had some success, allowing the Song family to compete for a place in Quanzhou, but in the end it was still empty, with no great knowledge, and it was easier to be tempted by money and silk.

Besides, she originally felt that Mr. Song's trick before setting off for the expedition was to get them to send money. As long as they could get on the road, those children would be safe and sound.

Mrs. Zheng thought about it all the way and arrived at the main room of the Song family.

"Madam, our old lady is inside."

Mrs. Zheng nodded, lowered her head, straightened her clothes, and then walked in.

"Old lady, you are in good health." Mrs. Zheng knelt down and saluted.

"How can the eldest lady be so polite," Mrs. Song ordered, "hurry up and invite the eldest lady to come and sit down."

Mrs. Zheng calmly looked around the room. It didn't look like any guests had been here before her. Otherwise, there should at least be eight-treasure boxes and fruits on the table. It was obvious that she was ahead of the game.

In front of everyone.

"The old lady came to Changzhou because she was worried about Master Song!" Mrs. Zheng said with a smile, "Master Song is really a young hero. He has made great achievements many times at a young age. I have never seen such a talented person before, and he will definitely be so in the future.

The future is bright.”

Mrs. Song couldn't help laughing: "Madam, you are exaggerating. My brother Xuan is young, but he is no longer a young man."

He is no longer a young man. Mrs. Zheng's heart moved. Why did Mrs. Song mention this? Could it be that she came to Changzhou to marry Mr. Song?

That's why Mr. Song took away all the children of wealthy families in Changzhou.

She had never heard of such a method of getting married, but it was not impossible. The general was straightforward and lacked some etiquette restrictions. Now that he had made great achievements, he naturally wanted to take this opportunity to evaluate himself at a good price.

Mrs. Zheng thought of Sister Yuan, if her delicate daughter married into such a family...

She frowned slightly, feeling a bit unwilling in her heart.

Mrs. Song continued: "The Marquis of Anyi is an in-law of the Zheng family. I heard that in this war, the Marquis was the vanguard and fought bravely. Without the Marquis, how could we win the battle? So this is not the case.

I am credited to Brother Xuan, Madam, please don’t say that again in the future.”

Although Mrs. Song still had a smile on her face, she was much more restrained than before. She was obviously unhappy about something. Maybe it was because Mrs. Song had seen through her thoughts just now.

Old Mrs. Song deliberately mentioned Marquis Anyi, implying that she had something to ask for. Why not ask Marquis Anyi for help? She must come to the Song family.

Mrs. Zheng's mouth was bitter: "What the old lady said is too modest. Without Mr. Song, how can we win the battle? This is something that the entire Changzhou Prefecture knows. Although Mr. Anyi is brave, after all, he has not led an army for many years."

, if Lord Song hadn’t saved us during this expedition, we would have sacrificed our lives for the country. It can be seen that... it is already a thing of the past, and how can it be compared with Lord Song’s rising sun? We all know these things in our hearts.

People in Changzhou are grateful for Master Song's kindness.

I am telling the truth. I cannot be biased just because the Marquis is an in-law of the Zheng family, nor can I defend it selfishly.

It is a major national matter, so how can we be careless in the slightest."

Old Mrs. Song nodded: "What Mrs. Zheng said is right, and the old lady also thinks about it in her heart."

Mrs. Zheng couldn't help but feel happy and was about to continue speaking.

Mrs. Song seemed to have thought of something and ordered the mother in charge: "The weather is still a bit hot and muggy. Go and open the screen window in the side room. Don't be bored. Then check to see if the white fungus soup has been prepared in the small kitchen and send it over too."

The mother in charge responded.

Mrs. Zheng was stunned there. Listening to what Mrs. Song said, there was someone else in this hall. Who was it? Mrs. Song called her "girl" so affectionately. Could it be that she was a young lady from the Song family.

Mrs. Zheng immediately asked, "The old lady also brought a young lady from the Song family here?" It was a good thing that it was the Song family. She didn't want others to hear what she just said.

Old Mrs. Song smiled meaningfully: "Of course not, that girl makes me feel more distressed. In the future... I hope that my old lady will be so lucky and can keep her by my side."

Before Mrs. Zheng understood what this meant, the servants of the Song family had already opened several windows.

The small xuan window is opened, and through the tender green window screen embroidered with calamus flowers, a graceful figure can be seen inside. The girl is sitting on the couch, with a box of tea and eight brocade tea hangings in front of her, and a tea cup in her hand.

, looking at the dendrobium next to it.

A scene of leisure and contentment.

The girl turned her head, Mrs. Zheng's eyes widened, and she dropped the tea bowl in her hand to the ground in surprise.

That's Xu Qinghuan.

Mrs. Zheng stood up and wanted to walk out of here immediately.

How is this going?

Why is Xu Qinghuan here, and Mrs. Song obviously likes her very much, and her words are full of preference for her.

Mrs. Zheng swallowed, her mind was in confusion, she had missed some news...

Most importantly, what did she just say?

Xu Qinghuan looked at Mrs. Zheng, then stood up and saluted and called: "Auntie." Then she walked out of the side room.

Mrs. Song affectionately called Xu Qinghuan to sit down in front of her, and then raised her eyelids: "Why did Mrs. Zheng come today?"

Mrs. Zheng opened and closed her lips, but no sound came out. After a long while, she finally tried her best to falter: "I...I did it for..."

Xu Qinghuan said for Mrs. Zheng: "Auntie, it's for the Second Master Zheng, right? The Second Master Zheng escaped and was heavily blamed by Mr. Song." She sighed slightly, "The Second Master is also a person who has been awarded military honors, how could he do this?

Regarding the matter, my uncle and aunt should have more control over him on weekdays...Thanks to Mr. Song for noticing it earlier and re-introducing him to the right path."

After Xu Qinghuan finished speaking, he looked at the gift list on the table: "Is Auntie here to thank Mr. Song?"

Mrs. Zheng's lips were purple and her teeth were trembling involuntarily. She came to thank Song Chengxuan for beating Brother Zhi? How could it be possible? How could she be so mean?


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