Song Qinghuan heard what the little maid said in general terms, so he stopped asking questions in detail and just listened to the excitement.
I was already thinking about asking someone to inquire about it later.
Several ladies were chatting and laughing in the Zhang family's pergola, and laughter could be heard from far away.
Song Qinghuan calmed down, took a deep breath, and then lifted the gauze curtain and went in.
Afraid that people would be in high spirits during happy events, Xiao Yun's face was full of smiles, and she could see tiny wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. When she saw Song Qinghuan coming, she hurriedly waved her to come forward.
Song Qinghuan obediently stepped forward. Yang grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "I heard that brat just won the lottery."
As he said this, his eyes fell on the gold and silk-dotted emerald red bird hairpin on Song Qinghuan's bun.
The big stone in my heart also fell.
Song Qinghuan smiled uncomfortably and said, "Brother Wei is good at literature and martial arts, and my aunt teaches him well."
Yang laughed and said, "You kid has such a sweet mouth."
As he spoke, he took off a purple jade bracelet of excellent quality from his wrist and put it in Song Qinghuan's hand: "Good boy, this little gift is the present for today's meeting."
Purple jade is rare. Although Song Qinghuan didn't know much about the goods, he saw that this bracelet was very beautiful, so he guessed that it would be expensive, so he refused it. Xiaoyun said, "I'm grateful for this gift, so why don't you accept it quickly?"
Everyone knew their master well. Song Qinghuan couldn't push it off even if he wanted to, so he put it on and was thanked several times.
It was already agreed upon and the purpose of the trip was achieved. The group had lunch together and then left.
Before leaving, Mrs. Yang took Xiao Yun's hand and said, "The child's father will not come to Beijing in two days. I heard that Qi Beihou is an excellent calligrapher and painter. When the time comes, it will be a good time for them to learn from each other."
Xiaoyun didn't respond and said a few words of goodbye.
Song Qinghuan asked Texue to help him get on the carriage, and he was never seen again.
Wei Yutang stood behind Yang, looking at the closed car door, he lowered his head again, but the tips of his ears were red.
Song Qingyan saw this scene, curled her lips, and got into the carriage and sat down next to Song Qinghuan.
She said: "This brother from the Wei family is much better than the original one."
At least Xiao Wei had been engaged to Song Qinghuan for many years, and he had never looked at Song Qinghuan with such tender eyes.
Don't say gentle, for fear that you will be disgusted every time you meet.
Song Qinghuan couldn't discuss this issue with Song Qingyan, so he had to turn around and ask her: "There are quite a few people who have sex."
Song Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled.
Although she doesn't understand, she also knows how to look. Whether she likes or dislikes him can always be seen through those eyes.
When he returned to Qibei Houfu, it was already getting late, and Song Youyu didn't know where he went. He saw no one when he entered Baishi Villa.
Song Qinghuan remembered that he had heard about Xiao Ci going to Liaodong during the day, so he recruited Liu Ping to ask him to inquire about it.
There are always busy people these days, and she herself felt that she was going to be engaged to the Wei family, so she deliberately avoided it. Even though she knew that Xiao Ci was going to marry a new princess, she didn't pay attention to it, but today she couldn't hold it back any longer.
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Liu Ping gained Song Qinghuan's trust and asked about Xiao Ci more than once or twice. He didn't say much when he heard what was said, and went as soon as he got his life.
Liu Ping inquired carefully and did not receive the letter until the next day.
The account books of Yipinju Tongdianzhuang Pavilion for the three days since its opening were all delivered. Song Qinghuan stood by the window and listened to Liu Ping's report while reading the account books.
"Prince Rui is betrothed to a girl from the Yu family. He and Empress Dowager Jiang are separated by two marriages, so they can be considered nieces. Empress Dowager Jiang single-handedly facilitated this matter..."
"Prince Rui is going to Liaodong on an errand to escort grain and fodder for His Majesty. When the grain and fodder are ready in three days, he will set off..."
Song Qinghuan kept holding the abacus beads in his hand, but he couldn't remember where they came from.
After a long time, she finally said: "I understand."
In the next few days, I had no time to spare. I was either patrolling the shop or doing accounting books. Even if I wasn't busy, I would make myself busy.
Xiao Yun and Song Wende also had no time to spare. Wei Yutang's father was going to Beijing in a few days. On March 3, the two families also decided to start the ceremony on March 20.
Even though it is my second marriage, I have to make preparations for everything.
Song Qinghuan originally forgot about Xiao Ci's departure to Liaodong and never thought about it again. But on the day when the army set out, she woke up again early in the morning and could not sleep again.
After lying on the bed languidly for more than half an hour, he finally got up neatly and headed out of the city.
As usual, when the army sets out, the Holy Emperor will give him wine to see them off outside the city gate. However, the Holy Emperor today is not a wise man. He felt that it was too cold to get up early in the morning, so he simply asked the eunuch to deliver the order to avoid this.
When the time comes, it will be up to the leading general to resolve the matter himself.
It was already too late when Song Qinghuan went out. There were many people outside the city gate who came to see him off. It was so blocked that even the carriage could not get through.
She raised the curtain to take a look at what was going on outside, then jumped out of the car and squeezed into the crowd.
The ceremony for the army's departure has already passed, and only the orderly slogans and the sound of starting steps can be heard.
While Song Qinghuan burrowed into the crowd, she secretly thought that she must be crazy.
But when I squeezed to the front, I saw at a glance that the man was dressed in armor, jumped off the horse, hugged Xiao Jingtong and coaxed him softly.
White fingers brushed away the tears on her cheeks, tightened the little figure tightly, and gave her a kiss on the face.
His expression was gentle and doting.
Xiao Jingchuan stood aside with a smile on his face.
Song Qinghuan was too far away to hear what he said. At this moment, she had no choice but to step forward and could only stop and watch quietly.
The army gradually left, and he was afraid that he could not stay any longer, so he handed Xiao Jingtong into Xiao Jingchuan's hands, rubbed the top of his son's hair, and bent down to say something to him.
Xiao Jingchuan was young, but he had no trouble holding Xiao Jingtong, who was four or five years old. He heard everything his father said, nodded, and didn't say much, just like a little adult.
Xiao Ci smiled at his children, turned over and jumped onto the horse's back. Just as he was about to hug the horse's belly and leave, he raised his eyes and saw Song Qinghuan in the crowd.
The expression on his face paused, but then he curled his lips, raised his brows at her, and rode away without saying a word.
Song Qinghuan's heart had been blocked for the past few days, but she felt relieved at this moment. Seeing his retreating figure, she pursed her lips.
Xiao Jingchuan also saw Song Qinghuan's figure, and his eyes only glanced at her, and they never met her again.
The army left, the people gradually dispersed, and Song Qinghuan followed the crowd back to the city.
Taxue and Liu Pinghou didn't dare to move beside the carriage. When they saw Song Qinghuan returning, their hearts suddenly dropped.
Texue didn't know what was going on, so he added: "This army was there when they went on an expedition. The girl had seen it before and didn't think it was strange. Why did she have to squeeze in today?"
Song Qinghuan asked her to help her get on the carriage and said: "It's just for fun. I've been detained in the house for the past few days and I'm almost exhausted."
This was half true and half false, but for what reason, even she herself didn’t know.
The expedition army had already left, and there was nothing to see here. Song Qinghuan just said that he was going to Yipinju for breakfast, and a man's voice came from outside the carriage.
