Xu Qinghuan thought that her grandmother might not agree, but she still didn't expect that her grandmother's attitude would be so firm, as if there was no room for change.
"Grandma." Xu Qinghuan called out.
The soft voice came, and Mrs. Xu's heart softened slightly. When Qing Huan was a child, she liked to eat the pears she had just picked. She was afraid that the pears would be cold and refused to let Qing Huan eat more, so Qing Huan held her with her little hand.
fingers pleading.
She was soft-hearted for a moment and did not restrain Qing Huan. As a result, she ate too much cold food, which caused an old illness. Qing Huan was sick for several days.
If Song Chengxuan was just a pear, that would be fine. If he ate it, he would suffer some pain at most, and she would not object with all her strength.
This matter concerns Yu Qinghuan's life.
The Song family was far away in Quanzhou. After Qing Huan married, everything had to be arranged by the Song family. It was beyond her reach to protect her. Besides, she didn't know the details of the Song family. She vaguely felt that the Song family was so anxious because of something else.
As if they were afraid they would regret it.
Mrs. Xu said with a serious face: "Leave this matter to the elders, you don't have to think about it."
Xu Qinghuan reached out to serve tea to Mrs. Xu.
"I'm tired, you go talk to Qingyue."
Xu Qinghuan stood up, saluted and left.
As soon as she walked out of the house, Xu Qinghuan saw Xu Qingyue standing in the yard. Qingyue took Qinghuan's hand and said, "Let's go to my sister's house."
Xu Qinghuan nodded.
"The eldest lady has left," Yang's mother stepped forward to serve Mrs. Xu, "I have also found out everything you asked me to ask."
Mrs. Xu said nothing.
Yang's mother said: "I asked the servants who went to Changzhou with the eldest lady. They all said that in Changzhou, Lord Song and the eldest lady investigated the case together. The eldest lady often went to the military camp, and Lord Song also visited our house.
The Marquis also left Lord Song to rest in the study, it seems that the Marquis must be very satisfied with Lord Song."
Mrs. Xu stood up, as all fathers do, so Qing Huan naturally regarded the Song family as her future husband's family.
"Also," Mother Yang said, "this time there are several people who are returning to Beijing with the eldest lady. Those people are not servants of our family. I went to ask them. They are all people close to Master Song.
The stewards who followed the eldest lady said that thanks to their escort on the way back to Beijing from Changzhou, they took turns staying on duty even at night, and the stewards also talked to them several times. Those people didn't talk much and were very polite.
Just now, my servants had people bring food and wine to entertain them, but they only ate some food and didn’t touch any wine.”
Mrs. Xu said: "Has Qing Huan placed them in our home?"
"No," Yang's mother said, "They left after explaining clearly what happened along the way." At that time, she also thought that if these people took the opportunity to stay in the Xu family, the Xu family would be in an embarrassing situation. What was really going on with the marriage?
If something unexpected happened, I was afraid of being criticized by others, just like the Zhang family. Unexpectedly, the Song family was very thoughtful and resigned and left without waiting for arrangements.
Mrs. Xu didn't see those people with her own eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at Yang's mother: "How are those people?"
Mother Yang lowered her head and thought.
Mrs. Xu said calmly: "Tell the truth, don't hide anything, I will know these things sooner or later."
Only then did Yang’s mother speak: "This slave is familiar with the Tai Madam. The rules of the Song family are not like those of ordinary families. Just by relying on this control, you can be as noble as a high-ranking official, or even worse."
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After speaking, Mother Yang presented the gift list from the Song family: "These are the gifts the Song family sent to Mr. Hou when we were in Jiangyin. The eldest lady also brought them back this time."
The long gift list, from ornaments to clothing materials and utensils, has been carefully selected.
"The one who went to Jiangyin first to deliver gifts was the old lady of the Song family, and the one who invited Baoshan was Mr. Xue."
After Yang's mother said this, she stood there quietly.
The room fell into silence.
After a long while, Mrs. Xu finally said: "Do you also think that the Song family is very considerate? Although the Song family was not prosperous for generations, the servants are so well-behaved. This only proves that Mrs. Song and Song Chengxuan have a good way of running the family and do everything right.
On the surface, I don't have any evil intentions, just like Huan'er said, I sincerely want to marry Huan'er."
Mother Yang did not dare to hide her thoughts: "Exactly, and Mr. Song has repeatedly made military exploits and captured Huijing in Changzhou. Not to mention the aristocratic families in the southeast, they are also very popular in Beijing. I don't know how many people want to get married." At this point
She raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Xu carefully, "Mrs. Xu is afraid of the eldest lady's body..."
Mother Yang didn't dare to say any more.
Mrs. Xu lowered her eyes and slowly twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand, as if she had fallen into trance. Seeing this, Mrs. Yang quietly stepped out and closed the door again.
Mrs. Xu thought of that night many years ago, when she was holding little Huan'er, and she was extremely anxious. There was not a single light in the room, and she couldn't see Huan'er's face clearly through the moonlight, so she could only put her ear to Huan'er's face.
The sound of Huan'er's breathing in her nose could make her feel at ease.
It was pitiful that the child suffered like this not long after he was born, but she had no choice but to keep begging the gods and Buddhas for blessing so that Huan'er could escape that disaster.
She seemed to be very sensible. After bringing Huan'er back to the Xu family, she had been taking good care of her. She only hoped that Huan'er would be safe from now on.
I originally wanted to keep Huan'er for a few more years, but Song Chengxuan showed up halfway and wanted to find some trouble with the Song family. The Song family did everything right.
The person who comes here is not kind.
This Song family is more determined than she thought. Even though she hasn't met Song Chengxuan yet, she has already sensed his intentions.
I'm afraid this marriage won't be so easy to turn down.
…
The two girls entered the house and dismissed the others. Xu Qingyue took Xu Qinghuan's hand and whispered: "I heard that my uncle was negotiating with the Song family in Changzhou and wanted to marry his sister to Quanzhou. This is true.
?"
Xu Qinghuan looked at Qingyue's bright eyes, with concern in them. She nodded: "It's true."
"Yeah," Xu Qingyue was still surprised even though she already knew the result, "How can your uncle be willing to marry so far away?"
There was nothing she could do about it, but she knew in her heart that when the time came, Song Chengxuan would come to Beijing, but no matter what, he would have to be separated from his grandmother, father, mother, and uncle's family for a few years.
"You are willing to let us go?"
Xu Qingyue's voice came again: "Is Mr. Song that good?"
The girl's words behind her were more or less meant to make fun of her. Xu Qinghuan stretched out her hand to tickle Xu Qingyue, and the two of them made a fuss on the soft bed.
It took a long time to apologize to each other, which was considered as letting each other go.
Xu Qingyue lay on the low table: "Sister is going to marry far away, and we will all miss you. I just hope that the Song family won't be so anxious." At this point, she remembered something, "Master Song is a military general, how is his temper? I heard that Master Song
We won the battle in the southeast and killed many people. Thinking about it makes me feel...a little scared."
The Marquis of Song in his previous life was very scary.
However, in this life, Song Chengxuan was majestic in front of others, but behind her back, she always felt that her face was a bit unbearable, as if it would fall off if she pulled it even slightly.
The corners of Xu Qinghuan's mouth couldn't help but turn up.
Xu Qingyue's eyes flashed slightly: "We have only been separated for a few days. Is it possible that my sister already misses Mr. Song?"
"What nonsense," Xu Qinghuan said angrily, "Who would miss him?"
When he left, he didn't even look at her.
"Tell me carefully," Xu Qingyue took Xu Qinghuan's hand, "What does Mr. Song look like? I just asked the second brother, and the second brother said..."
Xu Qinghuan looked at Xu Qingyue: "What did you say?"
Xu Qingyue stuck out her tongue: "Second brother said that Mr. Song is a black-faced man, and he must be fierce."
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
I don’t know where my father and the black-faced man have gone.
