It was already evening when Song Qinghuan left Tianzhuang Pavilion.
Wei Xiuming arrived in Kyoto yesterday and is now living in Chengen's Mansion. He will only move out after the flower banquet.
Zhang Youling and the Yu family were both very optimistic about this son-in-law and praised him very much. During the day, they asked his son to take him around and visit him, and at night the whole family gathered together to have meals.
When Song Qinghuan arrived at Uncle Chengen's house, it was time for dinner. Zhang Yunwei and Wei Xiuming had gone to the dining room early and were instructing the maids to put the dishes and chopsticks.
The concierge came to report that Mr. Song next door was looking for Zhang Yunwei.
When Zhang Yunwei heard this, he immediately felt something was wrong.
Song Qinghuan is now burdened by his reputation, so he rarely enters the gate of Uncle Chengen's house. If something happens, he usually sends a maid to report it.
But today I came to the house at this hour, thinking it was something important.
As soon as his mind moved, he handed Brother Xu to Wei Xiuming and said softly: "Sir, please sit down while I go and take a look."
Wei Xiuming looked like a scholar. Hearing this, he squeezed her hand and thoughtfully said, "Go, I'm here."
The couple hadn't seen each other for a long time, and it was just the time when they were saying goodbye to their new love. Zhang Yunwei's face turned red with embarrassment, and he gave him an angry look. He hurriedly took back his hand and took Baixiang back to his yard.
Song Qinghuan was so busy that he didn't even drink any water, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth.
The little maid led her to Zhang Yunwei's yard.
Although Cheng'enbo's Mansion and Qibei Hou's Mansion occupy about the same area, Qibei's Mansion is far inferior to Cheng'en's Mansion.
The pavilions, pavilions, carved waterside pavilions, rockeries and small lakes are all neatly tidied up, and every flower and plant is served beautifully, but the withering of the Qibei Houfu is incomparable.
Song Qinghuan had something on his mind, so he didn't want to take a closer look, but he glanced casually and then looked away. His feet were fast, but his posture was straight and dignified.
After passing through the nine-curved corridor and turning into the Moon Cave Gate, I bumped into the same person. That person was also walking very fast and he didn't notice it for a moment.
One was coming from this way, and the other was coming from that way, but they bumped into one place by chance.
Song Qinghuan was thin, and he didn't pay attention for a moment. He staggered back two steps after being hit. The tip of his nose was numb with pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.
The little maid who was leading the way was only two steps behind. Seeing this scene, she shrank in fright and hurriedly stepped forward to help Song Qinghuan and asked, "Is the girl okay? It's all because I'm walking too slowly."
The person who stood motionless at the other end took back his subconscious move to help the person, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and hurriedly handed over his hands and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was all my fault. I bumped into the girl. I'm really sorry."
Can't live."
He was also afraid that he would damage the girl, so he bent down and asked softly: "Is the girl okay? Do you want to ask a doctor to take a look? I, I am too reckless."
Song Qinghuan still had a lot of things to do. When he didn't have time to see any doctor, he just thought that this person was one of Zhang Yunwei's brothers, so he didn't want to cause trouble.
He quickly stood up straight, covered his mouth and nose, waved his hands and said, "No, no, it's just my own carelessness, I don't blame you."
At this moment, I could clearly see that this man was wearing a dark green bamboo-collared dress, with clivia embroidered on the hem, a jade pendant with a bamboo leaf pattern on his waist, and ebony hair. At a glance, he felt that he was very spirited.
It was already dark at this time, and he happened to be standing in the dark, making it difficult for people to see his true appearance, but the sound of the pipe was still fresh in people's memory.
"I'm really sorry, I was too impatient." He said, "Are you really okay?"
Song Qinghuan was still in a hurry to find Zhang Yunwei, and it seemed a little awkward to stand here and talk to him only a few words.
Then he rubbed his nose imperceptibly: "It's okay."
Then he said: "I still have something to do, so I won't bother you anymore."
He curtsied and then hurried away again.
It wasn't until the beautiful figure disappeared from sight that the figure with a touch of green bamboo looked away, and turned sideways to ask the boy following him: "Why don't you seem to have seen this girl before? Is she a girl from Chengen's residence?"
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Song Qinghuan didn't pay much attention to the little episode just now. As soon as he entered Zhang Yunwei's courtyard, he sat down and drank two bowls of tea.
Zhang Yunwei saw her like this and laughed at her: "What's wrong? It seems like she hasn't drank water for several years."
Song Qinghuan was so worried about getting angry that he actually didn't use a drop of water at the makeup pavilion the next morning. The nectar was so sweet that he suppressed the bitter taste in his mouth.
After putting down the tea bowl, he sighed deeply and didn't have time to joke with Zhang Yunwei. Seeing that the room was full of confidants, he said bluntly: "Sister, I just came back from Diazhuang Pavilion. Something happened there. Later,
I'm afraid the things from the makeup pavilion won't be able to come out of the flower banquet tomorrow."
Zhang Yun was slightly startled and asked quickly: "What's going on?"
The flower banquet hosted by Uncle Chengen does not necessarily require the use of the rouge from the Dianzhuang Pavilion as a gift in return. However, Zhang Yunwei also lives in the same household as the Dianzhuang Pavilion. It is a matter of killing two birds with one stone to make a name for oneself through the flower banquet.
Song Qinghuan didn't hide anything from her, and directly told Niu Shun's story, and then said: "I'm afraid I will be involved in this matter."
Seeing that Zhang Yunwei was confused, he added: "Xiao Wei somehow found out the truth about how he saved him back then."
As he said this, Song Qinghuan sneered: "He came to me a few days ago and said he wanted to get back together again."
"What, there is such a thing." Only then did Zhang Yunwei understand what Song Qinghuan said.
"Are you saying that this Niu Shun is afraid that he will give you a stumbling block to make you surrender?"
Song Qinghuan said nothing, but the meaning was pretty much the same.
Zhang Yunwei was not thinking about the business of Dianzhuang Pavilion at this time, but asked Song Qinghuan: "What about you? What do you think?"
Song Qinghuan frowned: "What can I think? I hope that he and Yao Yuechan will fall in love and kill each other until they grow old. Never come to trouble me."
Zhang Yunwei's face was obviously happy.
Song Qinghuan said, "Niu Shun's daughter said that she learned a little bit from her, but now she can't use it anymore. I'm thinking of telling my sister so that I can be prepared. If it can be done, it will be great, but what if?"
No, I can't make my aunt rude to others."
Zhang Yun nodded slightly: "Don't worry, just leave this matter to me."
Having said everything that needed to be said, Song Qinghuan also wasted a lot of time. Without stopping her, she hurriedly stood up and left.
Zhang Yunwei, however, was polite enough to let her come down to have a meal with her.
She smiled and said, "We live next to each other. We are only so far apart that we still have food to eat."
Then he said: "I still have something to do. My brother-in-law finally came back from Lizhou. My sister should spend more time with him."
Zhang Yunwei blushed at what she said, said angrily, and sent him out not long after.
Song Qinghuan had just left Uncle Cheng'en's house when a young man in green slinked back to the dining room, lowered his voice and whispered to the man in green bamboo clothes: "Sir, I found out that he is the Marquis of Qibei."
