After several people had a meal, Song Fu escorted the British father-in-law, Ming Xiang and others back home.
Thinking about the situation between Song Fu and Ming Xiang just now, Song Wan smiled lightly.
"I thought before that Brother would like such a cute girl."
Hengzhi curled her lips and smiled when she heard this.
Miss Ninth is indeed a gentle and lovely woman, and she is a perfect match for the young master.
Seeing the tenderness between the two of them, she was also happy for the eldest young master.
Heng Wu turned to look at Heng Zhi secretly, and felt much relieved when he saw her putting down Song Fu.
The eldest young master is not something that these maids can imagine.
The two of them tidied up the house quickly and then went to sort out the items that Song Fu had sent. Her young lady left the Marquis Mansion in a hurry, and many daily things were not brought to this house. Although she had given away all the valuable dowries before, those given by Concubine Yun were too grand and could not be worn as ordinary clothes. .
Hengzhihengwu selected some materials and prepared to make new autumn and winter clothes for Song Wan.
The three masters and servants lived in isolation in the small courtyard, but they didn't know that Shen Qianyu had used Song Wan's method to place many people in the court. Although they were inconspicuous positions, they were critical. Moment can make a huge difference.
Now he is paying condolences at the Chengyang Marquis Mansion as Xiao Jiye. Looking at the name on the memorial tablet, Shen Qianyu bowed down to pay homage with a solemn expression.
Song Fu stood beside him, their eyes filled with sadness, but they remained silent.
There were too many funerals in Beijing during this period, but not many funerals were held one after another like the Chengyang Marquis Mansion.
There were very few people in the mourning hall who came to express their condolences. Shen Qianyu and Song Fu stood together, which made them stand out.
"I didn't expect brother to arrive today."
"Not for you."
Jiang Xingjian walked over with the help of his servants, dragging his wounds. He was seriously injured. Not only did he have multiple ulcers on his body, but Song Wan stabbed him in the abdomen and he still hadn't recovered.
Jiang Xingjian was filled with hatred and pain when he thought that Song Wan deliberately killed his husband to avoid future troubles in order to leave the Hou Mansion.
"Brother, if you are free, can you help me persuade Wan'er to return home as soon as possible?"
Song Fu raised his head and looked at Jiang Xingjian: "Wukong."
"Brother Xiao, please help me burn more incense sticks for Song."
After saying that, Song Fu turned and left without looking at Jiang Xingjian again.
Shen Qianyu, on the other hand, looked him up and down, secretly thinking that this idiot might not know how smart his wife was.
As long as his mind was not so stupid, nothing would happen to the world without him, Shen Qianyu.
Shen Qianyu once again lamented that he was not the worst one.
Looking at Jiang Xingjian as a Marquis, with long gray and dull hair, cracked and white lips, and a miserable appearance, he couldn't help but nod secretly.
This family is all unlucky.
Thinking of the aunt who looked ordinary but was extremely powerful, Shen Qianyu once again regretted that she could not recruit such a general under her command.
As he looked at me from left to right, Jiang Xingjian's face became a little darker: "I wonder what I call this young master? Why do you look at me like this?"
"My surname is Xiao. The Marquis is overly worried. I only have a brief knowledge of magic. I just looked at the Marquis's face and saw that he is having a bad time. He has a difficult life and is alone for the rest of his life. I just want to say a few words. "
As soon as he finished speaking, all the servants in the Chengyang Marquis Mansion immediately raised their heads, and even the servant who was wiping his arms and rolling up his sleeves looked at Shen Qianyu angrily.
Jiang Xingjian also looked ugly and gritted his teeth without saying a word.
"I would like to give the Marquis a piece of advice. After you remarry, treat your new wife better."
After saying that, Shen Qianyu strode away.
Jiang Xingjian was so angry that her throat tasted sweet and she almost cried out a mouthful of blood.
He had gained a lot from Song Wan recently, and he couldn't help but feel grateful. After coming out of the Chengyang Marquis Mansion, Shen Qianyu consciously vented his bad breath for Song Wan.
After thinking about it, he went to the shop in the city to prepare six rites for apprenticeship.
Although Song Wan was a woman, in Shen Qianyu's heart she was more qualified than anyone else to be the emperor's teacher.
Knowing that Song Wan valued rules and etiquette, he attached great importance to the matter of apprenticeship. All the six rituals were tied up with red string and red paper, and he specially wrote a post about apprenticeship.
Shen Qianyu thought for a long time before writing, and finally wrote the name of the prince on it.
After getting everything ready, he took red beans, longan, lotus seeds, dried meat and other items in his hands and went to his house on the outskirts of Beijing.
Song Wan's house is in a very good location. Although there are other people living in the Western Zhou Dynasty, there is only one house relatively close to it. He has bought that house a few days ago and put several Dongchang secret sentries in it.
Thinking that Jiang Xingjian was still eyeing Song Wan today, Shen Qianyu felt that what he did was not in vain.
If Song Wan really returned to the Hou Mansion, half of his country would be lost.
Just as he was thinking about how to make Jiang Xingjian give up the idea of taking Song Huanhui back home, Shen Qianyu saw a slim figure appear in the house in front of him.
Even though the man was wearing a curtain hat, he could definitely recognize it as Song Wan at a glance.
Seeing her getting into the carriage with Mrs. Song, Shen Qianyu was slightly disappointed.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to hand over the six rites to Heng Zhi Heng Wu first.
"Hey, it's not a coincidence that my father-in-law came today. My young lady and my wife just left."
Mrs. Lang welcomed Shen Qianyu into the house with a smile on her face.
Shen Qianyu asked casually: "I'm here to give you a gift today. It's really unfortunate."
"It is indeed a bit unfortunate. In the past, my young lady was always at the house, but today my wife came to pick her up. She said that the British government invited the young master to gather with the young lady. The young master has been waiting in the city for a long time. If you I arrived a moment early, and I didn’t expect to see you soon.”
"Master Song?"
"Yes, do you recognize my uncle?"
Shen Qianyu frowned slightly, declined Mrs. Lang's proposal to invite him into the house for a sip of tea, and left on her own.
Just after walking a short distance, he felt something was very wrong.
Someone like the British Duke would definitely post a message a few days in advance. Today, Song Fu went to Chengyang Marquis Mansion with him to express condolences. How could he be invited by the British Duke at the same time?
Shen Qianyu frowned, turned around and ran in the direction the carriage left.
In the carriage, Song Wan sat silently. Mrs. Song held the handkerchief and lowered her eyes and said, "It's really not appropriate for you to live alone outside now. If the British government invites you today, you want me, an elder, to come and pick you up. How can you say it?" Didn’t you lose your dignity?”
Song Wan remained silent, not wanting to discuss this with Mrs. Song.
Mrs. Song ignored her and said to herself: "Some time ago, I told Yao'er about my marriage to the Cui family. What do you think?"
Song Wan said: "The Cui family is noble, and it is also a kind and polite family. When the second sister gets married, she will sing the harp and harp with her husband, and they will grow old in love."
Mrs. Song said lightly: "That's true, but it can't be done right now. The Cui family pushed back on Tong Yao'er's marriage because of you, and the master also asked me to stop."
"Wan'er, as the eldest daughter of the Song Dynasty, how could you not know that your current behavior of escaping from the palace will bring harm to the sisters in the clan? Listen to your mother's advice and go back to the Marquis Mansion."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Song Wan could say anything, he saw Mrs. Song opening the curtain.
The carriage drove to an uninhabited area, and in front of it stood the woman from the West Five Chengyang Marquis Mansion.
The leader was Jiang Fu's wife. As soon as she saw Song Wan, she said hurriedly: "Madam has stayed at her parents' house for a long enough time. Let's go back to the house with the old slave today. The Marquis is already waiting for Madam at the house."
