In the clear water by the stream, Song Qinghuan rubbed the handkerchief into the water, wrung it out and wiped his hands. He responded casually, and then said in a confused way: "I just sent it out today. This
The speed is too slow."
Although he didn't know what he was talking about, Ta Xue didn't ask any questions. He just knelt down and rolled up Song Qinghuan's sleeves and said, "Liu Ping has already done it, and there will definitely be no mistakes."
Song Qinghuan's eyes sharpened and he sneered: "If this idiot wasn't too lazy to see him again, I wouldn't want to waste that good medicine."
After saying that, he sighed again, stuffed the handkerchief into Taxue's hand, quickly removed his shoes and socks, and soaked his bare feet in the cold stream.
Texue was startled, and it was too late to stop him, so he had to say hastily: "Girl, the water in this stream is cold, how can you bear it?"
It was only March at this time. Although the weather was getting warmer and it felt quite hot when the sun was shining brightly, it was not summer yet.
Song Qinghuan screamed at the cold stream and gritted his teeth, then smiled again: "I've been walking a lot today and sweated a lot. If I don't soak in the water, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it when I get home."
As he spoke, he burst into laughter again.
Wei Yutang also managed to escape, looking for the sound, and smiled from a distance: "So you are here."
Song Qinghuan turned around and saw Wei Yutang sweating profusely and smiling with crooked eyebrows.
Texue was startled and hurriedly took Song Qinghuan's feet out of the water, took the hem of her skirt and wiped off the water drops on it.
When Wei Yutang's eyes touched, he saw those slender and white feet, with arches curved and well-proportioned feet slightly raised, stained with water drops, which made people blush at just one glance.
He hurriedly turned around, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I don't know, I, I, I didn't..."
Already incoherent.
Song Qinghuan didn't expect to see Wei Yutang here, so he wiped his feet casually, put on his shoes and socks, stood up neatly, and acted shamelessly as if nothing happened.
"Brother Wei, are you looking for something from me?"
Wei Yutang's mind was filled with those jade feet, and he couldn't remember anything even if he had something to do. He blushed and said repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay..."
Then he ran away as if he were flying.
Before Song Qinghuan could do anything, Texue couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Look at the girl, how scared the third young master of Wei is."
Song Qinghuan was helpless, she just wanted to soak her feet quietly, who knew she would let him watch her.
Song Qinghuan stayed by the creek for a while before returning to the golf course.
Xiao Yun and Yang had already discussed what they wanted to discuss. Although both of them looked as usual, they could not hide the joy between their brows.
Song Qinghuan asked the maid Cheng Enbo's maid to lead him to the pergola. Just as he was saying that he wanted to straighten his clothes, he heard two unfamiliar girls sitting together and chatting.
One of the girls, a girl in a red Confucian skirt, asked curiously: "Didn't your sister have an engagement with Prince Rui? Why does she seem unhappy today?"
The girl in green clothes sitting opposite her sighed: "What are you so happy about? Your Highness Prince Rui is old enough to be our father."
Song Qinghuan subconsciously slowed down and listened to the girl in green clothes say: "Moreover, Prince Rui will go to Liaodong to fight in the near future. He said that he will marry my sister after he has achieved great service..."
"How could my sister, a delicate and gentle person like him, be matched with a man like him? My mother randomly assigned her to a well-matched young man in Kyoto. Which one is not better than Prince Rui..."
Song Qinghuan didn't listen to the rest of the words. What kept coming back and forth in his mind was the sentence that he was going to fight in Liaodong.
The little maid who was leading the way saw Song Qinghuan walking slower and slower, so she kept waiting politely, and Tuxue called twice before calling Song Qinghuan's soul back.
Song Qinghuan came back to her senses, pursed her lips, and asked the little maid who was leading the way: "Didn't the war with Liaodong end last year? Why is it starting to start again?"
The little maid who led the way was also good-tempered. After waiting for Song Qinghuan for a while, she didn't show any signs of annoyance. Instead, she told her everything she knew: "I don't know much about this, but I heard that Liaodong has repeatedly invaded, and every time it's a little girl.
I'm just kidding, the battle last autumn got a lot more serious, and I just took a break for a few months, but now that spring has begun, there's unrest on the other end again."
After thinking for a while, he said: "This expedition is still the Queen Mother's wish."
The little maid rolled her eyes and smiled again: "Girl, don't listen to those two girls. Prince Rui is going to Liaodong, but he is not going to fight to kill the enemy, he is just ordered to escort food and grass."
The emperor of Dali was Emperor Chengxing, but the big decisions were all made by Empress Dowager Jiang.
In the summer last year, she suffered from severe summer pain, so she relaxed her muscles and went out to rest for several months, and did not return until the end of the year.
Although the Cao family's army suffered heavy losses in the battle in Liaodong in the autumn, it did not bring much benefit to the family, especially in those days when food and medicine were scarce.
Later, when Empress Dowager Jiang returned to the palace, she immediately planned to let Cao's army completely occupy Liaodong, so as not to make them rampant.
Emperor Chengxing was used to eating, drinking and having fun, and he was reluctant to use the remaining silver in the treasury to pay for the military and buy food and grass, but with Empress Dowager Jiang pressing her down, he had to be happy no matter how unwilling he was.
No one blew the wind in Emperor Chengxing's ears and told him that the pay for the troops who escorted the grain and fodder were all fat men. If they were deducted layer by layer, they would not be able to reach the Cao family's army. On the contrary, those officials who escorted the transportation would be given an advantage.
Emperor Chengxing was reluctant to part with him, and his flesh ached even more when he heard this. He thought about Xiao Cilai even more.
King Rui and King Wu had raised their children with Queen Mother Jiang since they were children. Their food and clothing expenses were never less than theirs, and they were raised like useless people.
Xiao Ci is a man who never shows mercy when it comes to spending large sums of money in glamorous places. He seems to regard money as dirt.
Emperor Chengxing changed his mind and felt that Xiao Ci would not be greedy for money and food, so he handed the matter over to Xiao Ci.
Queen Mother Jiang knew her stepson's abilities, so when she saw it was Xiao Ci, she didn't reject him even with a wave of her hand: "Then let him go."
The matter was settled like this. Maybe the name of escorting grain and grass was not very good, and outsiders spread the word that Prince Rui was going to the battle to kill the enemy and perform meritorious service.
In recent days, Song Qinghuan was either busy decorating the makeup pavilion to share the same house, or was busy with her own marriage affairs. She didn't bother to inquire about things outside. Only now did she realize that there were so many things going on here.
Thinking about the scene a few days ago when Xiao Ci climbed through the window and broke into the house in the middle of the night, it was no wonder that he would say such things.
"My wedding wine can't be served so quickly. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink your wedding wine either."
"I will ask someone to send you a congratulatory gift some other time."
I think it was decided that I would go to Liaodong at that time, but I didn't hear a word from him.
