Zhuo's mother shook her head and said softly: "My slave has not noticed anything unusual. There is nothing weird about the young lady's actions and words."

"That child is really thoughtful, and I'm afraid I won't ask you to find out easily." Mrs. Song sighed slightly when she heard this, "Her marriage cannot be careless, and she must carefully plan it out.

"She has experienced such a bad marriage herself, and she will not let her lovable daughter suffer like this under any circumstances.

Therefore, in Xie Shuning's marriage, the first important thing is naturally the man's character, and the second thing is the size of the family, whether the relationship between relatives is harmonious and simple, and how the man's parents are. These are all things that need to be considered. As for the rest, whether

It doesn't matter whether you are born into a prominent family or whether you are wealthy or not.

Just having a prominent reputation cannot make you live a happy life, and the word wealth is of no use to the Song family. Xie Shuning's dowry can also help her live a lifetime of food, clothing, and enjoyment, even if it counts

Her children are also easy to spend.

Therefore, money, power and power are just floating clouds in the sky and cannot enter the Song family's eyes at all.

She only cares about the character of her future son-in-law.

The Song family knew a little about Yan Huai's character, and he was good. But the things about the Yan family made her a little uneasy when she thought about them. In addition, Wang Ren obviously recognized Yan Huai, but he never

Not a single word was mentioned about him, which inevitably arouses suspicion in people's minds.

Mrs. Song was not at ease, so she ordered Zhuo's mother to go down first, and she sat on the big kang by the window and began to meditate.

After everyone had dinner together at noon, she left Tulan to talk to Jixiang. After saying a few words, she asked Jixiang insinuatingly about the failed marriage between Yanhuai and the Wen family. There were rumors among the people that even the Song family

,also

She had heard it to some extent. However, she would scatter the rumors after hearing them, and she would never listen to the truth. But no one knew the truth or the facts. When she thought of it now, she couldn't help but want to ask.

.

She asked implicitly. Jixiang answered according to her words, saying that this marriage was decided when the young masters of the two families were not even able to talk to each other. From the beginning to the end, it was just the elders.

It means that although the fact of marriage is the order of parents and the matchmaker, when they first made the marriage contract, both of them were still too young. Many things have changed after so many years.

Marriage is a major event, and it is about the good marriage between two people.

Jixiang tactfully revealed the news to Mr. Song that the Wen family was being unkind.

The two families had made a marriage arrangement early on, as befitting the in-laws, but when Yanhuai fell into a difficult situation in the past, the Wen family just stood by and watched without any intention of helping him. Then they saw that Yanhuai had the upper hand.

Wait until the dust is over

Just when it was about to settle down, the Wen family showed up. Pretending to be the future in-laws, pretending to be a friendly elder, they came to meet Yan Huai who was out of trouble, patting his chest and promising that the Wen family would never do anything treacherous.

, this marriage will never be ruined.

When Jixiang said this, he couldn't help but sneered and asked Mrs. Song: "Do you think there is such a reason?"

Who doesn't know how to react with hindsight? As the saying goes, it's hard to provide help when it's time, but it's easy to add icing on the cake. The Wen family only wants to be the one who adds icing on the cake, but they don't want to be the one who provides embers when it's time. How can there be such a cheap thing in this world?

The Song family's impression of the British Duke and Wen family suddenly changed a lot.

Although people are all selfish, it is really annoying to be so concerned about them all the time, to stay away from bad things when they see them, and to stick to them like a mangy dog ​​when they see good things.

Ji Xiang paid careful attention to her expression and knew something was going on when he saw it. He was busy and pretending to inadvertently make Yan Huai look very pitiful while talking.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song clearly remembered the scene when she found Yanhuai and Yanhuai in the Populus euphratica forest. Calculating the date, it was also the time when Yanhuai was preparing to go home for the funeral. She couldn't help but feel pity in her heart and echoed the auspicious words.

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In the afternoon, the thin white sunlight gradually moved westward, and Mrs. Song was still leaning against the window and meditating.

At this time, she suddenly realized that she didn't even have anyone with whom she could discuss the matter.

Since it was Xie Shuning's marriage, of course she couldn't ask Xie Shuning to come and discuss it with her in person. She didn't even know whether the matter would be successful or not, and Mrs. Song would never tell her daughter right away.

On the one hand, Mrs. Song felt that this incident happened too suddenly, making people suspicious and difficult to let go. On the other hand, she thought that it was indeed a rare and good marriage, and she couldn't bear to give up on it for a while.

Several elders of the Song family passed away early, and the Xie family now has no relationship with them. The only people around the Song family who can talk to her are a few sincere servants and a few juniors, neither of whom can be called to discuss such a big matter. She

She really wanted to sit around with her brother and sister-in-law and discuss it carefully, but her brother and sister-in-law were far away in the ancient city of Dunhuang, so even if she could transmit messages thousands of miles away, it would be useless.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Song suddenly sat up straight and thought of someone who could ask for advice.

The Imperial Concubine Bai also watched Xie Shuning grow up. Although she never recognized Xie Shuning as her adoptive mother because of her status, the Imperial Concubine has always regarded Xie Shuning as her biological daughter. I asked her what she meant by this matter.

Couldn't be more appropriate.

In addition, the imperial concubine is in a high position, and what she sees and hears is very different from them. Bao Buqi knows some anecdotes and secrets about the Yan family.

With this in mind, Mrs. Song couldn't help but call Yu Zi in to grind ink and spread paper.

Only then did her eyes recover. Lu Kong specifically warned her not to look directly at the sun during this period, not to walk around in places where the light was too bright, and not to read and practice calligraphy for a long time. Therefore, Mrs. Song has never let anyone do anything during these days.

After laying out the paper and grinding the ink, I didn't even read a page of the book myself. Usually either Xie Shuning or Yuzi took turns holding the book beside her and reading to her.

At this moment, she ordered Yu Zi to grind ink, and Yu Zi couldn't help but become confused, and asked softly: "Do you want me to call the young lady?"

During those days when Song's eyesight had not recovered, whether he wrote letters to Dunhuang, letters to the Song family's old house in Yanling, or letters to the imperial concubine to express greetings, they were all dictated by Song and handwritten by Xie Shuning.

Written by.

However, this time, Mrs. Song only took out a pen and held it in her hand, then shook her head and said: "You don't have to ask me, I can just write it myself."

She can see now and can only write a letter without any serious problems.

Yu Zi said "yes" and stopped talking, concentrating on studying her ink.

The half-moon-shaped ink has a picture of a pine and a crane carved on it. The texture is rich and smooth, and the luster is like lacquer. It gradually spreads on the inkstone.

After a moment, the ink had been studied. Mrs. Song took a look and told Yu Zi to step aside first and not wait on her. Because she could see normally now, there was really no need for Yu Zi to wait beside her, so Yu Zi then

He left in response and started working on unfinished needlework with several maids and women outside.

Mrs. Song was the only one left in the inner room. She dipped her pen in ink and wrote down all her worries, thoughts and thoughts on the paper.

The last time she delivered a letter to the Imperial Concubine, the Imperial Concubine knew about the Xie family's affairs and wrote a special letter to inquire about the situation. She asked Xie Shuning to pick out all the good things to write and ghostwrite the reply.

The situation in the palace is not good either. The marriage between Hui and Princess has not been settled yet, which is worrying. However, the choice of the prince-in-law cannot be decided overnight, especially when Emperor Sufang is not interested at all. Last time the emperor

In the letter sent by the imperial concubine, she expressed some vague emotions that it was good that the world was at peace now. Otherwise, Princess Huihe would have been sent away for marriage early in the morning.

Not one of the princesses who got married could leave the capital with a smile, and how many of them had to marry a husband who was decades older than themselves and could be their grandfather.

Fortunately, things are going well in West Vietnam now, so there is no need to embark on the road to reconciliation.

Therefore, the imperial concubine could still make some jokes about Princess Huihe's inability to find her husband.

But that was what happened before. Now that Emperor Sufang's situation is getting worse day by day, the situation in the harem has also changed turbulently.

When the imperial concubine received the letter from Mrs. Song, she was beating up a nobleman who had recently become extremely arrogant and proud.

Just asking the emperor to stay for two more days, the Hunan nobleman who Emperor Sufang couldn't even remember his name became arrogant. The "fox tail" behind him almost reached the sky, and even the imperial concubine didn't let go.

in the eyes.

Because the queen's position was empty, the White Emperor's concubine, who held both the peacock seal and the phoenix seal, was as dignified as a queen in this palace.

Even a small nobleman dared to be disrespectful, arrogant and rude, and it was clear that he was contemptuous of her.

The imperial concubine summoned her and sat down at the table with an expressionless face. She just said "take care of yourself" and closed her eyes, letting her kneel down for most of an hour.

Emperor Sufang's temper became worse and worse, but the harem was not allowed to interfere in politics, so he naturally did not interfere with how the concubine in charge of Fengyin disciplined the people in the Sixth Palace.

What's more, the prince born to the imperial concubine has just been crowned prince and settled in the East Palace.

Based on this alone, it was impossible for Emperor Sufang to shame her for a noble man.

Therefore, as long as the imperial concubine is willing, it will be fine even if she is forced to kneel down and die.

The bricks and stones under her knees were cold and hard. After kneeling for a while, the body of the young and beautiful Xianggui began to shake, and she could no longer kneel.

Imperial Concubine Quan, who was not in such a person at the moment, took the letter from the palace servant, opened it and looked at it carefully.

After reading it carefully, she curled her lips and smiled in the empty hall.

She just secretly laughed at Mrs. Song's uneasy look and was too nervous, but she frightened the noble Xiang who was kneeling below her and quickly kowtowed for mercy with trembling eyes. After kneeling for a long time, even her kowtow movements were stiff, but this one was

The knocks were firm and a few of them broke their foreheads.

The imperial concubine was bored when she heard this, so she stood up holding the letter and walked away with her sleeves, and had people drag the Xiang nobleman back to the palace.

But from then on, Emperor Sufang never favored her again.

As young as a Hunan nobleman, he had a delicate flower, but because of the scar on his forehead, Emperor Sufang forgot about it for two days. It had not fully bloomed, and it withered early from then on.

There are many good colors in the palace. They use color to influence others. When color fades, love will be relaxed. If love is relaxed, kindness will be cut off.

As the imperial concubine grows older, she can see a hundred times more clearly than these young girls. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation

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