The autumn rain hits duckweed, and the water pool in the courtyard ripples outward layer by layer, reflecting the ancient appearance of the beam above.

The remaining leaves were smashed into the turbid mud and water, and a decayed smell spread out from the air.

Song Chuzhao dreamed that his grandmother, whom he had not seen for many years, was old and critically ill, and was declining to the west, and a letter was sent to the border. His father called her to the tent with a sad face, saying that his grandmother wanted to see her children and grandchildren when she was seriously ill, and ordered her to go home to visit her relatives on her behalf.

Although Song Chuzhao didn't have a deep affection for his grandmother, he still felt a little attached to him when he thought that blood was thicker than water. So he rode his horse back to the capital under his father's two confidants.

She vaguely knew that her mother and Mrs. Song were extremely disagreeable, otherwise she would not have been escaping from the border for more than ten years. But this time, the old lady summoned her to the scene because of illness. If her mother stopped her again, she would be verbal. She didn't want to make her mother a dilemma, so she ran back on her own initiative, and she had time to tell her mother Song before she could tell her.

The slap horse's hooves coincided with the uninterrupted raindrops outside the window, making her mood messy. The light breathing sound also became heavy.

When she returned to the capital, Song Chuzhao realized that her grandmother was energetic, full of red face, and very healthy. Seeing that she did not show any friendship between her grandparents and grandchildren, she just told her coldly that she was already quite old and that she should be ready to get married.

Then she was assigned to an old side courtyard and dealt with it perfunctorily.

The rest of the elders in the family spoke coldly to her from time to time, picking on her behavior and speaking, as if they were about to step her into the mud.

The most feared thing about these elders who hold their own identities and are disrespectful to the elderly, she doesn't want them to fall into their hands one day.

Song Chuzhao! This name is a local king who is no match for in the border town!

Even though her father was extremely strict with her discipline, the rest of the soldiers in the army were particularly favored. The sent envoys, supervisors, and county magistrates who governed the people treated her very kindly, just like the juniors in the family.

Unexpectedly, when I returned to the capital, I would be treated harshly by the Song family.

If she hadn't seen the words "Song" on the lintel, she would have suspected that she had entered the wrong door.

Song Chuzhao opened his eyes so suddenly that he was trembling by the cold air coming from outside the window.

Damn it!

Only when I woke up did I know that this was not a dream at all!

Old Mrs. Song gave her such a broken yard!

Song Chuzhao closed his eyes again, put the back of his hand on his forehead, and used his cold hands to remove the heat from his face.

When she was not very good at remembering, she had also returned to Beijing with her father and met the Song family. She could not remember what happened, but only knew that the quarrel was very unpleasant. She cried and went back, and was angry for a long time, but her mother never let her come back.

If she had known this, why would she have to be self-indulgent and come back to ask for this suspicion!

Song Chuzhao was so angry that he wanted to bite his teeth into pieces.

Another early autumn wind blows.

Song Chuzhao jumped out of bed, stepped on his shoes, and took a few steps to slap the window hard. With a loud "bang", the old house shook slightly.

After the sound, the footsteps outside the door became clearer.

"Why are the girl so annoyed?"

The door was pushed open directly, and a maid walked into the house with a fruit pot.

Her face was round and her facial features were plain. She should have a kind and honest appearance, but there was a bit of cunning in her eyes that could not be concealed. She drooped her eyes and looked at Song Chuzhao's appearance quietly, and she was even more disgusting with a dislike.

This is the maid assigned by Mrs. Song to take care of her, named Miao'er.

"This is what the second girl asked me to send it." Miao'er put the thing on the table, lowered her head and picked up a golden orange, and smiled, "The old lady gave the second girl a lot of oranges in her room, saying that it was brought back by the third master. The second girl asked me to send some to you. She is worried about you, a girl."

Song Chuzhao glanced at her faintly and said, "Get out!"

On the first day of his first arrival, Song Chuzhao had not noticed something was wrong, and even felt that the people of the Song family were considerate and good at getting close to others. On the second day, they finally tasted something else.

These people always speak in a manner that they want to speak but stop, and they want to speak, especially when they mention Song's mother, as if her mother had done something shameful. She was so hypocritical and wanted to pretend to be innocent and romantic, which was very pretentious. In addition, several elders in the mansion were squeezing, and they were reminded that the most favored and noble person in the Song Mansion was Song Chuzhao's sister, that is, the second girl, Song Shiwen.

This group of people can't help but praise Song Shiwen for being well-versed in everything, being wise and gentle, kind, respectful and frugal, and being close to her, and caring about everything, hoping that she can be kind.

Pooh!

What a bold monster, he dares to act rampantly in front of her, Song Chuzhao. Do you know that those who marching and fighting will pretend to be a trick of making a fool of themselves?

Although she and Song Er were not born to the same mother, Song Chuzhao's biological mother was the only daughter of a third-rank minister. Not to mention Song Er's mother who died early, even Mrs. Song was not qualified to say that she had a noble status in front of her.

What's more, Song Er's mother... who is she? She has been dead for more than ten years, and I'm afraid even she herself doesn't know that she is so noble.

I thought she was treating her as a woman who was easy to bully, thinking that she was alone in the capital. Such pressure would make her prone to be obedient and behave well. Perhaps she would also treat Song Shiwen as a real sister. After all, on the surface, Song Er was the best person to her.

Dreaming! Is she such a stupid person? Isn’t she enough chickens in the capital to crow, can’t she wake them up?

"Are the girl still bothering about the marriage?"

Miao'er put the orange back, put his hands in front of her, lowered her head, and acted humbly, and persuaded her kindly: "Girl, although Gu Silang is a little passionate and unruly, he is the eldest son of the Duke and may inherit the title in the future. It is a high point for the girl to marry him. The rumors outside cannot be believed."

Song Chuzhao raised his eyebrows, glanced at her again, and sneered.

She was so surprised that Mrs. Song hadn't missed her for more than ten years, so why did she suddenly arrange a marriage for her?

So Song Chuzhao ordered someone to inquire.

She had no relatives and friends in the capital, so she could only trust the two trusted people who sent her back. After hearing her request, the two stayed for two more days and quietly went to ask her for information.

Speaking of which, this marriage was all caused by Mrs. Song’s talkative words.

At the palace banquet that day, the queen hosted several officials' families chatting in the backyard. When Mrs. Song saw Mrs. Gu sitting above, she said, saying that the two young men of the Gu family should be at the age of getting married.

What a coincidence, there is also a girl of a big age in their Song family.

What Mrs. Song remembered was naturally not Song Chuzhao, but Song Shiwen, the girl she raised since childhood.

Song Shiwen is two years older than Song Chuzhao. If she doesn’t get married, she will probably be over the age.

Mrs. Song read all the men who were married in the capital, and felt that only the son of the Gu family was worthy of her granddaughter.

Before Mrs. Song could tell me indirectly, the Queen of Shangshou suddenly asked Mrs. Gu, saying that the engagement contract between Gu He and the two families had been decided many years ago, would it be a matter of?

Mrs. Gu said that if both parties did not repent, it would be a matter of course. Although it was not a formal engagement, it would be a happy event if the two families could get along well.

It is said that Mrs. Song was deeply shocked and stood there on the spot, not coming back to her senses for a long time.

That was decided by General He and Duke Gu many years ago. General He had only one daughter, that is Song Chuzhao's mother. Song's mother also had only one daughter, that is Song Chuzhao.

Although Song Chuzhao's surname was Song, this engagement was based on the face of the He family and had nothing to do with Song Shiwen.

Unfortunately, Song Chuzhao stole the grandson-in-law who had chosen by Mrs. Song, although she herself was not very happy.

This cannot be blamed on her at all!

After knowing this, I felt subtle when I heard the instigation of the servants of the Song Mansion.

You are really talented!

She originally thought that the two soldiers had heard too much at the border, and when describing the incident, they had a little more personal emotional color.

I don't expect it to be real.

Song Chuzhao turned many thoughts in his mind, but his face was not revealed. She frowned and glanced at Miao'er up and down, then bent down, put on her shoes, and repeated: "Isn't you heard that you want to go out?"

Miao'er bent down even lower and said in panic: "What did I do? I've made the girl angry again?"

Song Chuzhao pointed with a long hand: "I'm resting, who can let you open the window? When you get in, you enter my house like you are entering a deserted place. The servants of the Song family have such rules? There are quite a lot of talk. Do you know how to deal with people like you in the army?"

Miao'er hurriedly said, "I just opened the window because I was afraid that the girl would be bored."

Song Chuzhao settled down, then raised his foot and approached her step by step.

The two were getting closer and closer, and Song Chuzhao stopped until they were only two steps away.

The shadow covered Miao'er's body. Song Chuzhao stretched out his hand. Before he could touch her, Miao'er shook and shouted in fear: "I'll leave now!" Then he stepped out of the house in a hurry.

Miao'er walked in a hurry, as if she was really afraid that Song Chuzhao would hit her. When she ran, she bumped into Song Chuzhao's hand.

With a very light "clang", Song Chuzhao lowered his head and found that the jade pendant he had been carrying had fallen off.

She was a little stunned and squatted down and picked up the thing.

With just a slight drop, the jade pendant was cracked and made several pieces. She held it in her palm and flipped it to check. It turned out that the red rope at the tie was broken and fell off.

I don't remember who gave this thing to her, so she kept it with me and wanted to return it to the person. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be broken.

What does it mean?

Although she doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, she shouldn't go to a temple to worship? She has been having too many bad luck recently.

"mother!"

The visitor rushed in and bowed casually with both hands, which was a tribute. Without waiting for the other party to respond, he sat on the side of the collapse, leaned half of his body against the small table in the middle, and shouted at the woman next to him: "It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate, it's really inappropriate!"

Mrs. Gu pinched the needle, staring at the white handkerchief in her hand, ignored him, and penetrated the needle and thread slowly. When Gu Silang stopped howling, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Gu Silang asked her to stand up, and was much more depressed. When she heard her speak, she immediately straightened her back and said, "Mom! How could you agree to marry Song Sanniang? You don't know that she grew up in the border and was rude since she was a child. Everyone in the capital said that she was extremely ugly and domineering. You usually say that discipline is for discipline, but you can't make me suffer!"

Mrs. Gu's tone was still faint: "Where did everyone come from?"

"It's everyone!" Gu Silang pointed to the door, "I asked someone to go out and inquire. The servants of the Song Mansion said this. It is said that Song Sanniang was moody and violent. The servants in the family mostly avoided her and dared not come forward. If you ask her to marry into the Gu family, I think the whole Gu family will be in a mess."

Mrs. Gu finally stopped moving.

Gu Silang thought she was going to listen to her, so he took a deep breath and was about to say something passionately. Mrs. Gu glanced at him sideways and signaled him to be quiet. Then he held the handkerchief in the air and looked left and right, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

Gu Silang let out a breath, fell backwards and shouted helplessly: "Mom, please give me some snacks!"

Mrs. Gu asked again: "When will she come back?"

"Just a few days ago!" Gu Silang sat up again, "Don't you know? It is said that after she comes back..."
To be continued...