Mrs. Zheng stood there silently, and Xu Qinghuan called again.
Xu Qinghuan then asked: "Am I wrong?"
"Yes," Mrs. Zheng heard her hoarse voice, "I want to thank Mr. Song." Once she said this, it was impossible to say the plea she had prepared in advance.
"But I can't accept it," Old Mrs. Song sighed, "Brother Xuan was leading troops outside, so he accepted the gift from the eldest lady. People outside knew about it and thought that the eldest lady wanted something from the Song family. In the future, Mr. Zheng will establish a
Even if you perform military merits, you will be criticized, and it will no longer be beautiful at that time.
I have already seen those gifts, and it can be considered that I have accepted Mrs. Zheng’s wishes."
Mrs. Zheng said hurriedly: "How can that be done? I... came to see Mrs. Song sincerely." If she went back like this, how could she have the dignity to come to visit her again.
"I understand what Auntie is thinking," Xu Qinghuan looked at Old Mrs. Song, "She can't take these things back."
Mrs. Zheng looked at Xu Qinghuan warily. She did not believe that Xu Qinghuan would help her at such a juncture.
Sure enough, Xu Qinghuan smiled slightly and continued: "The big families in the city have donated a lot of property to help the people. Although the Japanese have not come ashore, the people along the coast have lost their livelihood due to the war. My aunt must want to do her part."
, but I don’t know what to do. I happen to know that Mr. Han, the magistrate of Jiangyin County, is taking care of this matter. Why not immediately send someone to the Jiangyin County Government Office to ask the master to come and take these things away.
The government office will sell things at market prices, and the money will be recorded in the account, and then distributed to the people in need. After that, the government office will inform the government of the details of how these properties will be used, ensuring that every transaction is clear."
Mrs. Zheng's heart palpitated for a while, as if her brain was about to explode. She looked at Xu Qinghuan's clear eyes and heard Mrs. Song say: "This is a good idea. I will also bring some things and let the Yamen pick them up."
Go ahead."
Xu Qing said with a smile: "Then I'll send someone to the Yamen," and then looked at Mrs. Zheng, "What do you think, Auntie?"
"Okay," Mrs. Zheng clenched the handkerchief. She felt the indescribable pain of her sharp nails cutting open the skin, but she still had to hold on tightly. "This method... is really good... it should have been done a long time ago."
in this way."
Xu Qinghuan looked at Fen Fengchu, who understood and went out to look for Meng Lingyun.
The room became quiet for a moment.
The sweat on Mrs. Zheng's body has soaked through her clothes. Seeing that it is hopeless to plead with the Song family, she is even more on pins and needles here. Now she dare not think about what will happen to Brother Zhi.
Old Mrs. Song was on guard against her. Xu Qinghuan came up with this idea again and attracted everyone in the yamen. It would be embarrassing for her to cause this incident and it would not have any impact on the Song family.
What worried her even more was that after Song Chengxuan came back, he might not really investigate where Brother Zhi's previous military exploits came from.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Zheng was about to stand up and say goodbye.
"Auntie, don't leave," Xu Qinghuan said. "It won't be too late for you to leave after the Yamen has collected the things. Then the Yamen will give you a document."
Mrs. Zheng's face was ashen, but she could only wait for the officer.
Everything brought by the Zheng family was carried away by the Jiangyin Yamen. Mrs. Zheng then stood up and left. She was full of confidence when she came and left like a defeated rooster. The moment she stepped out of the door, Mrs. Zheng was almost unsteady on her feet.
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Xu Qinghuan looked at Mrs. Zheng's back. If the Zheng family did not follow the right path, they would surely suffer consequences if they continued like this.
When Mrs. Zheng left, Mrs. Song looked at Xu Qinghuan: "It seems that there are still many things to deal with in Changzhou."
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "This battle is not over yet, there are still people who want to take advantage of the chaos to act secretly, but Lord Song has already decided the overall situation..."
Before Xu Qinghuan finished speaking, Mrs. Song couldn't help but smile: "My grandson is very boring!"
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song would suddenly mention Song Chengxuan, and Xu Qinghuan was stunned.
As if she got the answer on Xu Qinghuan's face, Mrs. Song nodded: "It seems to be true. This child has been running outside all day long with no other things in his eyes. In the past two years, relatives and friends have seen that he has reached the age of getting married.
, intentionally brought the female family members to meet him, but he seemed to see nothing. I was worried that marriage might be a headache in the future.
But I didn't expect that he suddenly sent a message, asking me to be prepared to come and propose marriage to the Marquis of Anyi."
When Xu Qinghuan heard the word "proposing marriage", his ears felt hot.
Old Mrs. Song smiled and said: "My grandson makes me worry-free in everything. When he was young, he took his family out for adventures. Even if he was seriously injured, he would not tell me and he would always come back refreshed.
This time, I saw his eagerness and told me to be prepared. Even if the Anyi Marquis Mansion refused to agree immediately, I would still find ways to leave room for change.
Although he didn't speak much, it was the only time in these years that he explained something to me so solemnly, which shows that this matter is very important to him.
That's why I didn't wait for him to pick me up, so I took a few people to Changzhou to see the situation and see what kind of child made my grandson behave like this. When I saw him today, I felt that my grandson was not only fighting.
Awesome, and his vision is excellent.”
Xu Qinghuan felt even hotter on her face. Mrs. Song praised her so much that she didn't know how to tell the whole story. Fortunately, Mrs. Song didn't mean to ask in detail.
Old Mrs. Song said: "My grandson is probably a person who doesn't know how to speak. You have to teach him more in the future. Even though he looks majestic on the surface, he is actually soft-hearted."
Xu Qinghuan suddenly remembered Song Chengxuan's appearance after being drunk. He was no longer as cold as before, and his words seemed to be a little more gentle.
Is this what Mrs. Song is referring to?
"Okay, we'll talk about a lot of things later," Mrs. Song said with a smile, "You kids haven't grown up yet, so you can't go hungry. Let's go eat first."
Xu Qinghuan stepped forward and helped Mrs. Song up. Mrs. Song gently patted Xu Qinghuan's hand: "I heard that Mrs. Xu also grew up in Changzhou. There should be a lot to say when we meet."
Mrs. Song, just like Mrs. Xu, had to take a nap after eating, so Xu Qinghuan left the Song family by car.
Sitting in the car, Xu Qinghuan looked at the snacks and food brought by the Song family... Just like Song Chengxuan said, the two families would not let her be wronged when discussing marriage.
Old Mrs. Song did not embarrass her, she did everything for her sake, making her feel comfortable and at ease. Only such people could bear the responsibility of protecting the orphan of King Wei. Xu Qinghuan felt a little too much for Old Mrs. Song.
Respect.
As the carriage returned to the guardhouse, Uncle Lei immediately came over to greet him: "Miss, Prince Shunyang has come to Changzhou," he said, looking at the military tent where Marquis Anyi was recuperating, "he is talking to the Marquis."
The murderers and perpetrators of the past life have all appeared in Changzhou, so will the murder in the previous life happen again in this life?
…
Mrs. Zheng felt as if she had lost all her soul all the way back to Zheng's house. She rushed into the room and sat on the sofa in a daze. It took her a long time to focus her eyes together again. She raised her head and saw
Mr. Zheng was sitting on the chair. At this moment, Mr. Zheng was also looking at her carefully.
