After Mrs. Xu finished speaking, she seemed to realize something and frowned slightly.
Mrs. Xu looked at Xu Qing'an and couldn't help but said: "Did you beat Mr. Zhang? What was the result?"
Mrs. Xu looked at Xu Qing'an. Her grandson had been fooling around with the dandies in Beijing for several years. He could do anything. He was beaten several times and still refused to repent. Thinking of this, Mrs. Xu felt anxious. Such stubbornness
His temperament is exactly the same as that of his father.
Xu Qing'an said: "Grandma, mother, don't worry, I just taught Zhang He a lesson so that the Zhang family would not have the face to visit again."
Mrs. Xu breathed a sigh of relief.
Mrs. Xu thought thoughtfully, Qing'an's words didn't sound like lying, but they were certainly not that simple, otherwise Qing'an would not have said this with such confidence.
Seeing that Mrs. Xu looked worried, Mrs. Xu couldn't help but worry again: "Mrs. Tai, should we make some preparations? The Zhang family is not easy to get along with, and... there is also the Queen Mother."
"The Zhang family is at fault first," Mrs. Xu said, "If we are still restrained, if the Zhang family uses the face of both families to suppress the marriage and takes the opportunity to arrange a marriage, do we really want to marry Qing Huan?
If you refuse at that time, you won’t be slapping the Queen Mother in the face.”
Mrs. Xu nodded. She could not let Qing Huan marry into the Zhang family no matter what. As long as she figured this out, Qing'an would not be in trouble this time.
Mrs. Xu got up and went to prepare the food. Xu Qinghuan wanted to follow, but Mrs. Xu persuaded her to stop her: "Just stay with your grandmother. There is not much, I will arrange it."
Mrs. Xu came out of the house and called Feng Chu to her side: "How did the prince beat the uncle of the Zhang family?"
Feng Chu truthfully reported: "It's no serious injury to the skin and flesh. The eldest lady told me not to kill anyone, otherwise the Zhang family will send the prince to prison."
Mrs. Xu said: "Thanks to Huan'er being here, Huan'er understands the importance. I guess the Zhang family has nothing to say."
"Before that, I made a bowl of sweet soup and it was eaten by the Zhang family."
Mrs. Xu couldn't understand why she wanted to make sweet soup for the Zhang family.
"There is croton in the sweet soup," Feng Chu said. "It's the prince's recipe. I tried to use it to harm Mr. Song, but Mr. Song didn't do it. The prince ate it himself. From that time on, the prince
I have always had an evil spirit in my heart that cannot be released, so I thought it would be better to take this opportunity to let the prince let go of his worries, so as to avoid getting sick from boredom in the future."
Mrs. Xu slightly tightened her handkerchief: "That's all?"
Feng Chu nodded.
Mrs. Xu was about to continue walking forward.
Feng Chu said: "Then I went to serve the eldest lady, and I heard about what happened next. I heard that the Zhang family's uncle was taken to the Yamen as a murderer.
When he was arrested, Mr. Zhang was still wearing a woman’s dress.”
Sweat broke out on the tip of Mrs. Xu's nose: "These things have nothing to do with our Xu family, right?"
"It has nothing to do with it," Feng Chu said firmly, "I just hit the Zhang family uncle."
Maybe it really has nothing to do with Brother An. Mrs. Xu feels that Feng Chu is not lying. Maybe Zhang He has done too many bad things and is unlucky...
Mrs. Xu let out a sigh of relief.
"Madam," Feng Chu lowered her voice, "If my slave says this, people outside will believe it, right?"
Mrs. Xu swayed and suddenly felt that the sun was a bit dazzling.
…
After dinner, Mrs. Xu and Xu Qinghuan went to the Nuan Pavilion to talk.
Mrs. Xu looked at her granddaughter: "Tell me the truth, are you really willing to marry into the Song family?"
Xu Qing welcomed Mrs. Xu's gaze and nodded gently.
Mrs. Xu's face darkened.
Xu Qinghuan said: "Master Song has a good character and treats others coldly on the surface, but every time we encounter a crisis, Master Song always comes to help."
Mrs. Xu said: "Is it because he saved your father?"
Xu Qinghuan shook his head: "Not entirely." She agreed to the marriage, which was related to the marriage contract between the Wei Palace and the Xu family, but the premise was that she also agreed with Song Chengxuan's character. If the prince of Wei was narrow-minded or full of calculations,
You villain, she will never agree.
In other words, if Song Chengxuan was like this, they would not have reached this point.
After she agreed to the marriage, as they got along, she developed more feelings for Song Chengxuan, and she felt very safe when he was by her side.
Huijing's case involved the late emperor, and she was never afraid that Song Chengxuan would be deceived because of it. That night, she dreamed that she had returned to her previous life. When she woke up, she held Song Chengxuan's hand tightly. Such a subconscious move also made her understand better.
, from the bottom of her heart, she felt that the choice in this life was the right one.
Thinking of this, Xu Qinghuan pursed her lips: "Grandma, my granddaughter loves him in her heart. Don't blame your father. The father also knows his granddaughter's thoughts, so he agreed to the Song family."
Mrs. Xu's face did not become relaxed because of this, but became more worried: "Does he have ambitions?"
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "With Master Song's mind, you will have great achievements in the future."
"I heard that he is the only male in the Song family's room," Mrs. Xu said solemnly, "Do you know what this means? The heavy burden of the Song family will fall on his shoulders."
not only that.
Song Chengxuan has to bear more than just the Song family, his identity is the prince of Wei.
Xu Qinghuan held Mrs. Xu's hand: "Grandma, there are some things you don't know yet. My father said he would slowly explain it to you after he returns to Beijing."
Looking at Qing Huan's thoughtful expression, Mrs. Xu had a bad feeling. She was afraid that Song Chengxuan's matter would become more complicated, which would be even worse.
"Huan'er, listen to my grandmother," Mrs. Xu said sternly, "We cannot agree to this marriage."
Xu Qinghuan was slightly startled. She didn't expect her grandmother to be so determined.
"You grew up by your grandmother's side," Mrs. Xu stretched out her hand to gently smooth Xu Qinghuan's temples with a loving look in her eyes, "Can your grandmother harm you?"
Naturally, her grandmother would not harm her. In her previous life, she often missed her grandmother and missed the days when she was tired of being by her grandmother's side. Whenever she got into trouble, she would immediately run into her grandmother's arms because she knew her grandmother would definitely protect her.
Mrs. Xu said: "Master Song may be a rare talent, but it will definitely be hard for you to get married. Grandma doesn't want you to work so hard."
"But there are some things that we can't decide," Xu Qinghuan stretched out his hand to hold Mrs. Xu's arm, "Just like this time my father went to Changzhou and almost escaped death. We want stability, but others may not think so. My granddaughter left Changzhou from
Back in Beijing, the Queen Mother had already arranged for her to be an informant. No matter who her granddaughter married, these fights would be inevitable.
Mr. Song is sincerely seeking to marry..."
Mrs. Xu interrupted Xu Qinghuan: "It seems that you have also been coaxed. Some people may seem worthy of entrustment on the surface, but they may not be so. It is a matter of your life. Grandma must help you weigh it. Wait for your father to come back.
I will talk to him.
Before that, don’t think too much and don’t meet Song Chengxuan again.”
