The meals Xu Qinghuan brought were very exquisite. The cook thought that these were for the new uncle, so she tried her best to help her make such a box of food.
The white porcelain plate contains freshly picked green sprouts, which taste delicious sour and sweet, crisp and tender white lotus root slices, and fresh short ribs, which are crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside, and full of fragrance.
There is also a very soft and glutinous white porridge, plus a plate of pickles and a plate of snacks.
The cook kept nagging in her ear: "If you have a poor appetite, these are the most suitable foods. It seems light and nourishing the body. Miss, please remember this. It will definitely be useful in the future. When the Marquis went out and returned,
When we go home, Madam will arrange it like this..."
The cook wanted to say something, but she was interrupted and scolded by the mother in charge, complaining that the cook was too talkative in front of her.
Xu Qinghuan still doesn't know what the following words mean. There were huge changes in the previous family, and there were not many loyal servants brought to the Li family. After arriving at the Li family, she held the power of the inner house, and her servants respected and feared her.
But there is less of this "unobtrusive" casualness.
After thinking about this, Xu Qinghuan came back to her senses and looked at Song Chengxuan. Now he was sitting there, picked up the chopsticks, and ate one bite at a time. He seemed to be very appetizing, which made her feel very happy.
If those things hadn't happened, she would have thought everything was fine.
Mr. Song finished his meal and got up to wash up. Xu Qinghuan looked at the messy low table and hesitated whether to go over and help Song Chengxuan organize the paperwork.
He didn't shy away from her just now, and probably didn't have any guard against her in his heart. Xu Qinghuan thought of this and walked over to readjust the pen and ink.
At a glance, he saw the folded note underneath, which should be a secret letter ready to be sent. Xu Qinghuan did not touch those things and left them where they were, as long as they were not stained by ink.
"I asked people to ask about the war in the northwest when the late emperor led troops to pacify the northwest," Song Chengxuan said. "Many of the veterans who followed the late emperor back then are no longer alive, and there are very few people who know about it."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Does Mr. Song also think there is a problem with that war? The late emperor promised benefits to those Daliang survivors, and after achieving his goal, he will kill them all."
Song Chengxuan's eyes narrowed slightly. When the late emperor was seriously ill, he invited my father back to the court again and again and promised in front of my father that he would never be suspicious.
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "Then the late emperor went back on his promise and got rid of Prince Wei. It seems that the truth is probably like this."
Xu Qinghuan hesitated slightly when he said this: "But as it relates to the reputation of the late emperor, those who know the truth will not tell the truth easily.
Mr. Song wants to ask someone to inquire about the news, but he already has a candidate in mind?"
This person, Song Chengxuan, should not tell others easily. If this person is properly protected, he will definitely play an important role at the critical moment.
Song Chengxuan suddenly said: "Old General Guo, who once lived in Wubian in the northwest, is also nearly a hundred years old. I heard that his body is still strong. He is now recuperating in Zhenjiang. My subordinate Zhao Tong is a general, and he is also an old friend of General Guo.
It would be most appropriate for him to go over and visit."
Xu Qinghuan nodded.
She suddenly fell silent, obviously there was something else she wanted to say, but she never spoke.
Song Chengxuan said: "But is there anything else you want to say to me?"
Xu Qinghuan pursed his lips and raised his clear eyes: "Huijing told me that he is not our enemy and we should not be hostile to him. Now we have inferred that the Yan family is a survivor of the previous dynasty.
The secret is also related to the conduct of the late emperor. Is it too smooth? Is there any hidden secret in it? If Huijing really understands the thoughts of Lord Song and Quanzhou, then we must be more careful. Maybe the person behind the scenes is interested in Lord Song.
There is suspicion about his identity, so no matter what you do, you must be extra cautious."
Song Chengxuan nodded, his eyes slightly deep.
Xu Qinghuan turned around and looked at the hourglass: "The Yan family will have some action in the next two days. If there is any news, I will ask Yong Ye to send it back in time.
Otherwise, we should let Yong Ye come back. I have enough manpower there. Yong Ye is worried about Mr. Song, fearing that the people around Mr. Song will not take good care of him..."
Song Chengxuan thought of the meal just now, maybe it was Yong Ye's reminder.
"What about you?" he asked suddenly.
Xu Qinghuan raised his head and met Song Chengxuan's eyes.
"Are you worried about me?"
Xu Qinghuan was slightly dazed, but soon she whispered back, turned around and walked out of the military tent quickly, and walked very far, with what she just said still echoing in her ears.
"Of course I'm also worried about Mr. Song."
The vegetation in late autumn was already showing signs of decay, but for some reason it looked more prosperous in her eyes.
…
Not long after Xu Qinghuan left, Xue Chen walked into the military tent, accompanied by Zhao Tong.
"Young Master, let Zhao Tong set off without further ado!" Xue Chen whispered, "In order to avoid delaying the opportunity, the children of the Guo family have been thinking about entering Quanzhou in the past two years. Every time Zhao Tong goes there, Old General Guo is willing to meet him.
, maybe he will tell us the truth."
Song Chengxuan didn't say anything. Xue Chen asked, "Have you changed your mind again?"
Song Chengxuan walked to the desk: "Tong Zhao is leaving today, but... the military advisor needs to pay more attention to the movements of the people around us."
Xue Chen was startled: "Young master, you suspect that there is an informant around you?" The people who were able to hang out with them were brothers from Quanzhou. Is there really anyone who has reached out to Quanzhou?
He, a military man, didn't notice it.
Xue Chen walked out of the military tent and saw someone serving food. Xue Chen almost bumped into him without paying attention.
"General Xue." Bing Yong hurriedly avoided.
"Is this for Mr. Song?" Xue Chen came back to his senses.
"Originally," Bing Yong said, "but Mr. Song refused to eat and asked us to withdraw."
He also refused to eat. What would happen if he continued like this? Thinking of this, Xue Chen was ready to go back and persuade him.
"I heard from the deputy general that Miss Xu had just delivered meals." Bing Yong said with a smile.
Xue Chen nodded, and Bing Yong immediately retreated.
Returning to the Chinese army's tent, Xue Chen took a sip of tea and once again thought of what the young master said.
The young master may have such a guess, I am afraid that Miss Xu said something.
The people in Quanzhou were all his and the young master's confidants, and they had never questioned it. Now that the Song and Xu families had just gotten married, Miss Xu mentioned this matter...
Xue Chen frowned when he thought of this. It would be great if Miss Xu really cared about the young master, but from the bottom of his heart, he did not completely trust An Yihou.
When choosing between Anyihou and Quanzhou's cronies, he felt that Anyihou was more worthy of guarding against.
Xue Chen stood up when he thought of this, and decided to test the attitude of Marquis An Yi.
…
Xu Qinghuan's carriage stopped by the river. From a distance, he saw several small boats floating on the river. The Wan brothers stood on the bow of the boat and shouted. It took a long time before Cui Hao's face came out of the river, but after taking a few deep breaths, Cui Hao
Hao sank into the river again.
Meng Lingyun stepped forward and said, "Miss, they are looking for Miss Yan Si."