"Miss, this is a post sent to you by Qi Mansion."
"Which Qi Mansion?"
Heng Zhi lowered her head and looked at the famous post in her hand, and replied: "The current head of the family is Qilun, the grandson of the former Li Guogong. This post was sent by his eldest grandson-in-law."
Song Wan took the name card and carefully recalled this person in his mind. After a long while, he said: "It's strange that the name seems familiar to me. It turns out that I met her before I left the cabinet."
"If I remember correctly, she is a concubine from the royal family of Zhongjing County, right?"
Song Wan frowned slightly and responded.
Heng Zhi said: "The Qi family can be considered a noble family, but after the death of the old Duke, there were no outstanding juniors in the family, so it declined from generation to generation. Now the eldest grandson is actually married to a concubine from the palace of Zhongjing County. It is really shocking. Sad."
Heng Wu heard the words and came over: "She is posting today, but because the young lady has let the news out a few days ago, she wants to see the marriage of several gentlemen and young ladies in the house?"
"It should be."
Song Wan smiled and said: "Although the Qi family has a high background, it is not good enough now. Although the second master is a commoner, he is not worthy of the Qi family. Please help me find an excuse to reply to this post."
"I remember that there is a legitimate daughter in Qi Mansion who just got hairpins this year..."
Aunt Zhao was packing Song Wan's clothes in the inner room when she heard what Heng Wu said casually: "It doesn't matter if you are a legitimate daughter. No matter how good your character is, you can't be a matchmaker for the second master."
"Why?"
Heng Wu was puzzled: "Don't they all say that you should marry low and marry high? The girl from the Sun family that the young lady was interested in earlier has a father who is only a fifth-grade Dongge bachelor. She is far worse than the Qi family."
Hearing this, Song Wan held up his chin and laughed: "Si Hengwu, of course this is different."
"Although Mr. Sun is only of the fifth rank, Miss Sun's biological brother became a Jinshi before he reached the imperial crown, and Miss Sun's biological uncle is now in the Ministry of War."
"Although the official position of Dongge University Scholar is low, he is subordinate to the cabinet and is a serious official close official. Miss Sun's private tutor invited Meishan layman who was born in the Wang family of Taicang Prefecture, which shows that the Sun and Wang families also have contacts."
Song Wan blinked: "This Wang family..."
"Oh, miss, this slave can't listen to this. It makes my head spin."
Aunt Zhao hugged the soft quilt and said with a smile: "I don't understand this, old lady, and I also know that the young lady of Qi Mansion cannot be told to the second master."
"Why, but what's wrong with Miss Qi Mansion?"
Aunt Zhao patted her on the back and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? The reputation of the lady in the boudoir is allowed to be slandered like this?"
"I can't understand anything like this. I've grown so stupid for nothing. Ask your sister."
After being snatched away by Aunt Zhao, Heng Wu groaned and asked Heng Zhi about the reason.
Hengzhi smiled and replied: "The Sun family has a low position but holds real power, while the Qi family has no glorious background. If the young lady chooses such a family for the second master, outsiders will either say that our grandma is short-sighted, or that she is evil-minded. Lord."
"ah……"
"No wonder Miss has been looking through the rosters of various companies all day long these days, thinking about it so deeply."
Heng Wu saw that Song Wan's eyes were getting darker and darker, and he couldn't help but feel resentful: "I want you to tell me that you shouldn't be so concerned about me. I don't treat you well at all. Why should I let you suffer and suffer for the sake of the Hou Mansion?"
"Bah, your little hooves are so tight if you don't take a beating for a few days."
When Aunt Zhao heard this, she was so angry that her hair stood up. Seeing Song Wan again, most of the smile on her face disappeared, and she hurriedly went out of the house to pick up a pole to ejaculate.
Heng Wu was driven around the room by her.
Aunt Zhao chased her and said, "You talk nonsense all day long and see if I don't tear your mouth apart."
"What's the matter, what did you say wrong?"
"The uncle doesn't do human affairs. There is still a wife and an old lady in the house. Even if you don't talk about these things, if the lady really abandons her, is it possible that she will give up the power of the housekeeper to that little prostitute?"
"Why are you so short-sighted? Just looking at the gains and losses in front of you, don't you think that if the lady doesn't care about anything and only wants her own peace of mind, she can stay out of the chaos in the Hou Mansion? Have you never heard of that sentence... What a nest... …What eggs?”
"When the nest is overturned, there are no eggs left."
Song Wan covered his lips behind the table and continued with a smile.
"Yes, yes, that's it."
"Since the young lady marries into the Hou Mansion, she will be both prosperous and harmed. Do you think I don't feel sorry for the young lady? But what did you say to me when you saw me?"
As she said that, Aunt Zhao's eyes turned red.
Song Wan's breasts were the size of hers, and she had taken care of him in her arms since he was about the size of a palm. Now it was so easy to serve him like a fairy. How could he want to marry someone like Jiang Xingjian? If he had known that Jiang Xingjian was like this, he might as well have made her young lady a widow.
It’s hard to say which day is more torturous.
The more Mammy Zhao thought about it, the angrier she became. She felt very distressed when she thought about how Song Wan acted like the mistress of the house in front of others, but behind the scenes he was heartless and like a little girl who had not grown up yet, covering her lips and snickering.
The young lady in her family was widowed at the age of twelve and had been trapped in Duanxiangzhai for six years. After all, she was still a silly child who had never experienced anything.
Heng Wu saw Nanny Zhao chasing after her, then she threw herself down on the bed and buried her head in the quilt.
Song Wan Hengzhi was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to check. Heng Wu was laughing and laughing behind her. When she heard low sobbing from inside the room, she hurriedly closed her mouth.
"Good mama, I won't talk nonsense anymore."
"Which of these married girls can't restrain themselves and be cautious at every step? A woman's life is just to be famous. Seeing the young lady suffering day by day, who wouldn't feel sad? In our house, the old slave is Not even a drop of water will be allowed to touch the lady.”
"Not to mention the time when you have that abacus and your fingernails break."
Aunt Zhao held Song Wan's delicate fingers and sobbed with distress.
Except for the few times she touched needlework when she was a school girl, her daughter had never done any rough work. Today, when she dialed the abacus, there were thin bloody cuts on the edges of her fingernails.
"If Madam knew something secretly, I don't know how painful it would be..."
Song Wan was held tightly by Nanny Zhao, and she felt a little sad in her heart, but it was not because of Jiang Xingjian, but because of the people who cared about her.
After thinking about it, she lay in Aunt Zhao's arms as coquettishly as she did when she was a child, and murmured: "As for Auntie, I have it easy in the Hou Mansion, but what's so difficult about being the head of the house and managing the accounts? Which one Isn’t this how the clan wife came here?”
"The old slave is not talking about the head of the family, the old slave is talking about the future of the young lady."
Song Wan sighed in his heart, but smiled and said: "My husband and I are childhood sweethearts. We have a friendship like this when we were young. After a few days, I can't help but think of me."
Hengzhihengwu also felt sad. A few people were feeling sad when they saw Luzhu walking in with tickets from the mansion. As soon as he entered the room, he said angrily: "Miss, my uncle is suffering from hysteria. He actually gave Aunt Lin of Xiuyan Pavilion He allocated two thousand taels to open the shop. Doesn't he know how hard the lady worked to save the money for the Hou Mansion? Now that it has all been allocated to that item, it is really too much of a lie."
"What? Is my uncle crazy?"
Aunt Zhao stood up suddenly, shaking Song Wan's head.
Song Wan held his head and said helplessly: "Be careful with your words...be careful with your words..."
