The carriage of the Song Dynasty drove smoothly and slowly. Song Wan sat in the carriage with his eyes closed and his spirits were far lower than when he went out.
Neither Heng Zhi nor Jin Shu wanted to disturb their young lady, so one of them looked out of the car quietly, while the other bowed his head in silence.
"Miss, this is Aunt Liu."
Heng Zhi spoke in surprise, pointing at the ragged woman with sores on her face outside and her eyes widened.
"It's really her."
Song Wan murmured and leaned in front of Heng Zhi to carefully look at Liu Zhu in the distance.
In the past, at the Hou Mansion, Song Wan didn't often interact with Liu Zhu, and he wasn't very familiar with her. But in the few times I remember meeting her, Liu Zhu was always dressed enchantingly and freshly, completely unlike the aunt who gave birth to two children.
But now Liu Zhu's clothes are shabby, and his face is red and swollen with many sores and holes. She was followed by a man with a greasy, bald head and a sallow face. The man strode ahead. Occasionally, he would scold Liu Zhu if he didn't follow her.
Song Wan listened to the babbling and roaring in the street and sat back down in his seat.
Hengzhi looked through the car curtain and saw the beggar man raising his hand and holding Liu Zhu under his arm, dragging him forward desperately.
She couldn't bear it and whispered: "Miss, would you like a servant to come forward and help me?"
Song Wan didn't answer for a while, as if he was thinking. When the carriage passed by and Liu Zhu's figure was no longer visible, she said calmly: "The cause and effect have been determined long ago, don't worry about it."
Jin Shu and Heng Zhi looked at each other with some confusion in their hearts.
After returning to the Song Mansion, Song Wan sat on the couch to rest, and Heng Zhicai said, "Miss, are you not feeling well today?"
Song Wan shook his head: "The second master has gone."
"The second master of the Jiang family?"
With a soft response, Song Wan said: "Today you go to find Aunt Lang and ask her to go to Zhitong Temple to add some incense and perform a ritual ceremony for the second master."
She was afraid that the Chengyang Marquis Mansion had no intention of caring about Jiang Yan's funeral, and she really couldn't bear it.
After hearing the order, Hengzhi also looked regretful and went to find Mrs. Lang.
The winter is getting colder, and Song Wan usually can't bear to go out, so he spends his time studying and playing the piano in the house every day. When she was young, she was quite lively, but after being a widow for six years, her temperament has been greatly weakened, and now she is becoming more and more lazy. move.
It happened to be snowing heavily today, so Song Wan put on the red fox fur cloak given by Concubine Yun and went out to the yard to enjoy the snow scenery.
When Song Fu entered the hospital, he saw her wrapped in a fur cloak and standing under a tree in a daze.
"Go and prepare a heater for Miss."
The maid beside Song Fu nodded and hurriedly went to find a hand warmer for Song Wan.
"Brother, why did you come here today?"
Seeing Song Fu standing in the courtyard, Song Wan came forward with a pursed smile.
"I wanted to come and see you during my break today, and I was asked to bring you something."
Handing a small box to Song Wan, Song Fu said: "Eunuch Wan of Dongchang asked me to bring it to you. I don't know what it is."
Song Wan was also a little curious, but coming from Dongchang must have something to do with Ji Rong. She lowered her head slightly and opened it in front of Song Fu.
The palm-sized box contains a small box of pure gold filigree, with various colorful treasures embedded in it, which is very dazzling. She lifted it gently and heard a click, and the small drawer with a finger width popped out of the small box.
"It's a delicate object."
Seeing that Song Wan liked it very much, Song Fu praised him softly.
"Exquisite indeed."
There was a small piece of paper pressed under the box. Song Wan picked it up and took a quick look at it, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
It turned out that Ji Rong said that this winter he often applied the ointment she gave him, and his hands and feet did not suffer from frostbite again. Moreover, he has not had any pain and itching this winter, so he asked Wan Xiao to find a small item for her. , to express gratitude.
Seeing that the grease really saved Ji Rong from suffering a lot, Song Wan felt happy and happy.
"If it's convenient for me, brother, maybe you can help Wan'er bring some things to Eunuch Ji Rong?"
"Of course, Governor Wan once said that if you have a reply, just let him know. I think it will be convenient."
Song Wan nodded and asked Heng Zhi to go to the storehouse to fill two more jars of anti-frost cream and handed them to Song Fu.
"This thing is very useful. Tomorrow I will write out the prescription and give it to the Fuzhong Medicine Hall, so that the medicine hall can also make some and distribute them to the mothers who do menial work."
Song Fu nodded, very supportive.
It was rare that both brother and sister were interested, so Song Wan asked Heng Zhi to set up a clay stove under the verandah, and the two warmed up the wine and drank while enjoying the scenery.
Song Fudao: "Now that the crown prince's status is getting more and more stable, Jiang Man has long been unable to pull any tricks. I think the overall situation has been decided, and the palace can be stable for at least another twenty years."
The prince was a flexible and generous person, but it was rare for him to coax all the ministers in the court to be willing to pay their allegiance in more than a hundred days. Although it may have something to do with Emperor Wen Hui's lack of heirs, it is undeniable that the prince is indeed very good at life.
Even Song Fu felt that the prince was actually the master of the Ming Dynasty, so he was willing to sacrifice his life for him and serve the prince's orders.
"That's good."
When Song Wan heard this, his eyebrows slightly curved and his heart relaxed.
After the two had a drink, Song Fu took his things and left.
It was the second day after receiving Song Wan's gift in return that Shen Qianyu took the box from Wan Xiao and couldn't wait to open it.
Seeing two familiar porcelain jars inside, he was not disappointed, but took them out happily.
Song Wan's reply was still very brief. He only said a few words to ask Ji Rong to apply more ointment and not to give up carelessly because he didn't think he had made a mistake. He had better apply it every day to get rid of the root cause of the disease.
Shen Qianyu nodded silently, and after opening the porcelain jar, he asked the palace maid to find a silver spoon and carefully dig out a piece of it.
Wan Xiao saw that his master looked serious, as if he was doing something important, and he rubbed the back of his hands repeatedly.
What's more, he asked the palace maid to find a thin cloth to protect her hands, and waited piously for the fat to melt.
Looking at it, Wan Xiao squinted her eyes and couldn't take it anymore.
In the past, when his master was walking in the palace as Ji Rong, the two of them were tired and thirsty in winter, so they first stretched out their hands to grab the snow on the ground to quench their hunger and thirst.
At that time, both of them had frostbite on their hands and feet, and the master didn't show any pain or itching. Didn't he just bathe and rinse in cold water all day long?
At that time, if he put his hands in his cuffs, he would be called hypocritical. Now he looks like this, and I don't know what to call him.
Wan Xiao turned her head and couldn't bear to look anymore.
After the stick of incense was extinguished, the palace maid stepped forward and cleaned Shen Qianyu's palms. Seeing that the scars on his hands were reduced a lot, he smiled with satisfaction.
"Your Highness, Mr. Luo, Mr. Huang and Mr. He have arrived."
Ji Rong entered the room to report, Shen Qianyu nodded towards Wan Xiao, and the three of them left together.
The court is currently busy selecting concubines for the crown prince. Because of the high status of the crown prince, the list of candidates has been drawn up for a long time. Today, the list is finally drawn up, and the three of them can't wait to send them to the East Palace.
It is true that the prince has passed his age, and if he delays it any longer, he is afraid that the prince will be like Emperor Wen Hui and have few heirs, so he will cause trouble.
As soon as the three of them saw the prince, they handed over the list in their hands. Shen Qianyu took it and glanced at it, then frowned quickly.
