Mrs. Zheng immediately regretted it. She shouldn't have asked such a question. Even if the Song family didn't want this family member, they wouldn't want to be told what to do by her.
Especially since Song Chengxuan was able to gain a foothold in the military camp at such a young age.
"Mr. Zheng, how can you interfere in the affairs of the Song family and the Xu family?" Song Chengxuan's eyes were still cold, but his attitude was different from before. The expression on his face was calm and intimidating, which made people shocked and frightened.
Mrs. Zheng's hands began to shake.
"The "Dazhou Code" contains the "Military Code", which contains six volumes and fifty-four articles, as well as the "Military Orders" and the "Military Guard Law." You are still standing here comfortably, but you don't know that Zheng Er has violated military discipline.
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Mrs. Zheng is also a person who has seen a lot of things in the world. She has paid visits to the emperor's relatives in Beijing. When the Zhang family came, she was also invited to banquets and met countless dignitaries. However, she has never been as scared as she was when she faced Song Chengxuan today.
You must know that Song Chengxuan is just a newly promoted general.
Song Chengxuan's eyes flashed coldly: "Do you know where this victory came from? The Zhou soldiers and the Japanese fought with all their might to get this result. How many soldiers fought bravely to kill the enemy and lost their lives, and for what reason? To give
Did those deserters get a chance to survive?"
Mrs. Zheng only felt that her legs and feet were weak.
Song Chengxuan took a step forward. Mrs. Zheng tried to step back, but she stumbled and fell to the ground. She tried to stand up, but for some reason, she was too tired to stand up.
"If the generals of the Zhou Dynasty want to guard the country and protect the people, they cannot have people like Zheng Er in the army. As his mother, even though your son is like this, you should reflect on yourself at home, but you still dare to come and make trouble. If it weren't for Xu
Family, how can you have a chance to speak in front of me?"
Song Chengxuan stared into Mrs. Zheng's eyes: "If you dare to say more and ruin Miss Xu's reputation, even if the Xu family can let you go, I, Song Chengxuan, will not give up. You can take care of yourself."
Mrs. Zheng nodded subconsciously. Seeing that Song Chengxuan was about to leave, Mrs. Zheng reconsidered what Song Chengxuan had just said. Her eyes were filled with the bloody appearance of her son. She didn't know where she got the strength, so she rushed towards Song Chengxuan: "Mr. Song
, listen to me, I am all thinking about the Song family... There is another thing... others don't know... only I know that this matter is of great importance and will affect Mr. Song in the future..."
Before Mrs. Zheng could touch the corner of Song Chengxuan's clothes, she stretched out a hand from the side and immediately blocked her whole body. The force of the attack was too strong, and Mrs. Zheng fell on her back.
Mrs. Zheng felt as if her internal organs had been shattered by this fall, and the pain made her forehead covered with cold sweat. She gasped and raised her head again, and saw two women looking at her coldly.
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"How's it going?" Old Mrs. Song asked, "Don't let her ruin everyone's mood."
The steward, Mama Bai, said: "I wanted to deal with it, but I saw the uncle talking to Mrs. Zheng there." The uncle never cares about the affairs in the inner house, and this time it is unprecedented.
Old Mrs. Song nodded: "Then Mrs. Zheng is a confused person. She wants to get us by stepping on the in-laws, but she doesn't think about what kind of person Brother Xuan is. How can she be allowed to be so presumptuous?"
"It sounds like the old lady can tolerate her," Mama Bai said with a smile, "the old lady hates people like this the most."
Mother Bai rearranged Old Mrs. Song's clothes. Old Mrs. Song looked in the mirror: "How is it? Can you still pass it? You won't embarrass Brother Xuan, right?"
"No, no," said Bai's mother, "the old lady is just doing this to add glory to the uncle."
"You can't say that." Before leaving, Mrs. Song turned to look at the shrine in the room. "I'll go burn the incense sticks first!" It was also a warning to King Wei and the princess.
How could she do this on their behalf?
The fact that Brother Xuan is alive today can be regarded as a consolation to the prince, princess, and her deceased eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law. Izumi Izhi must be able to smile at her.
"Getting older."
Old Mrs. Song suddenly said that she couldn't remember what those children's smiles looked like.
In the curl of green smoke, Mrs. Song put aside the sadness in her heart and smiled again: "Okay, today is a happy event for the Song family, no one is allowed to make mistakes for me."
Mother Bai responded: "Don't worry!"
…
Mrs. Song walked into the flower hall again.
An Yihou and Xu Qinghuan stood up and saluted Mrs. Song, who immediately returned the salute.
"Master Hou," Mrs. Song said with some apology on her face, "I shouldn't have entertained Mr. Hou here. Logically speaking, the first invitation should be at the ancestral house of the Song family, but my old lady couldn't hold it back.
I was so anxious that I had no choice but to come to the door to plead for mercy. I ask the Marquis not to blame me for my lack of etiquette."
"Where do these words come from?" An Yihou said immediately, "The old lady has prepared everything carefully. If you say this again, you will make us ashamed."
"It has to be like this," Old Mrs. Song looked at Xu Qinghuan with a smile, "Even if the Song family does everything it can, it still feels short-changed. If gold is exchanged for jade and the Marquis can afford it, we are afraid that there will be shortcomings."
"Where, where." An Yihou didn't know what to say and turned to look at Song Chengxuan.
Song Chengxuan stood there with a respectful look on his face, without any sharpness.
An Yihou's heart trembled, and he felt even more guilty. If King Wei and the princess were still alive, there would be no need to go to war like this, and getting married would be a matter of course.
Moreover, on days like this, Song Chengxuan was alone. Mrs. Song did this because she was probably afraid that Song Chengxuan would be sad. It was his fault in the first place, but he was treated like this. He really deserved it.
An Yihou was thinking this way, and then he heard Old Mrs. Song say: "The old lady has a merciless request."
An Yihou raised his head.
Mrs. Song said: "I have invited the Marquis here today because I just want to discuss with him whether Baoshan can come to us tomorrow to finalize this happy event."
An Yihou also wanted to discuss the matter in detail. It would be best if the date for Baoshan's visit could be set after returning to Beijing. He could also report it to his mother carefully.
But Mrs. Song lowered her body again and again, so he couldn't open his mouth and said tentatively: "The wedding will happen sooner rather than later. Tomorrow I will bring Baoshan to the house."
tomorrow.
An Yihou's heart sank, he did not expect that the Song family would not give him any chance to breathe.
Just as Marquis Anyi was about to speak, Mrs. Song looked at Song Chengxuan: "Brother Xuan, what are you doing standing still? Quickly serve tea to the Marquis."
As soon as Mrs. Song finished speaking, Marquis Anyi saw Song Chengxuan walking towards him with tea in his hand.
Mrs. Song looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh. The Marquis, who had been on the battlefield for half his life, turned out to be a soft persimmon at this time.
What should she do? There was so much she wanted to say, so she just started.
Song Chengxuan came over with tea, then slowly bowed: "Master Hou, please have tea."