Chapter 5 Evil Intentions
Mrs. Yang came over and asked softly behind Mrs. Song: "Little madam, how about I follow you?"
Mrs. Song turned around and sighed. Said: "It's okay, you are a mature person, and you have told your servants not to mess with the rules."
"Don't worry, young lady, I know. If you don't act like it, they will inevitably laugh at you for being in charge of the house." "Fang." Mrs. Yang said hurriedly.
After she left, Mrs. Song continued to return to the table to entertain the guests until noon was passed before sending all the guests out of the house.
Back at her Ruixiang Residence, the maid took her to take a nap. Mrs. Song was really tired and slept for almost half an hour before she woke up.
The eldest maid Hua Hong brought a bowl of tea. Mrs. Song drank half of the bowl, and then Mrs. Yang came in.
"Go back to the little madam, the madam and the fourth young master are living in Yunfengzhai. I have already sent people to clean up the Lingyue Pavilion."
Mrs. Song nodded, and Mrs. Yang said again : "It's time for my little lady to comb her hair, let me do it!"
Mrs. Song then sat in front of the dressing table. While Mrs. Yang was combing her hair, she said softly: "When I first came here, I heard some ladies say There were private discussions about the evil nature of Madam's return. I rushed over and told them to shut up.
But then again, Madam is really unpopular. The servants don't dare to make mistakes just because you respect the little madam, but in fact they are very dissatisfied in their hearts.
Having only been back for half a day, there has been a lot of commotion and no one has any time to spare. Especially that Zhang Ma, I really can’t tell.
As for the things they brought, they were thrown in the street and no one picked them up, but they were treated as treasures and no one was allowed to touch them..."
After hearing this, Mrs. Song couldn't help but ask. : “What did they bring? That carriage is so small, how much can it pull? "
"It's really nothing, just three or four baggage, and a medium-sized earthen jar. " Mrs. Yang said as she took a flat hairpin inlaid with turquoise and pinned it on Song's bun.
"Take this," Ms. Song stopped, "just change it to an ordinary silver hairpin!"
Mother Yang immediately understood and said while changing the hairpin: "Then ask Liu Yun to find a few plain ones. Come on, the little lady will put on her clothes soon.”
The reason why Mrs. Song is like this is because Wen Mingqian dresses very elegantly, and as a concubine, it is not easy for her to dress in fancy clothes.
The most important thing for her to be valued by the palace and recognized by everyone is to be considerate, sensible, and polite at all times. He is not arrogant or arrogant because of his favor.
"Look! It's only half the beauty." Mrs. Yang suddenly sneered, "When the master comes back, if we can accommodate her, the sun will really rise."
Mrs. Yang knew how much Gong Xu hated Wen Mingqian, and Mrs. Song naturally knew it too.
"Young lady, please be careful. Our uncle is so powerful in front of King Zhao now, but she, the Wen family, has been in decline for decades. She herself is full of bad things, how can she turn over? Come? ”
No matter what dynasty or generation, Kyoto must be like a cloud.
In Da Qi today, King Zhao is very popular.
Just because he married the queen's sister and the youngest daughter of Grand Master Dong Yannian, he was granted the title of Lady of Lu.
Although the Song family's elder brother Song Xiang also studied, he did not take the path of the examination room. Instead, he went to help in the official residence.
Because of his eloquence, intelligence and transparency, as well as his ability to fly an eagle with a bullet and jump with Cuju, he was favored by King Zhao and stayed by his side to flatter him.
It is said that the prime minister's concierge is a third-grade official. Because Song Xiang is a popular person in front of King Zhao, many people in the government and the public are willing to make friends with him.
These officials and noble ladies in the capital have always attached great importance to family background, but they are also well versed in the ways of following people's influence. If not for this reason, the Song family would not be able to enjoy themselves so well.
"You are the only one in my heart. In the future, our brother Bao will become a high official and get a royal commission for you, and then he will be an upright wife. How can she, the daughter of the Wen family, have anything to do with her!" Mrs. Yang became even more excited. said enthusiastically. After listening to Mrs. Yang's words, although Mrs. Song didn't say anything, she couldn't help feeling relieved.
Do princes, generals, and Xiang Ning have the guts? Just like their brother and sister, although they come from poor backgrounds, they have the means to succeed and may not be able to succeed.
"But when Madam comes back this time, will she take away Madam's housekeeping rights?" Huahong came over and asked, very concerned.
“I’m afraid I’m going blind!” Mrs. Yang couldn’t help but spat, “In this mansion, no one’s heart is for her? She’s just a wife. She stayed in Shuangxi and treated her as a Buddha.
If she doesn’t respect her and comes back, I’m afraid she will lose her last bit of dignity.”
Mrs. Yang suddenly laughed when she said this, and lowered her voice and said to Mrs. Song: "In my opinion, it would be good for us if she came back. Otherwise, if she does not die and is not divorced, she will always occupy the wife's position.
Now I ask the master to divorce her and straighten you out.”
“That’s it!” Huahong clapped her hands and said, “Let’s find a way to get rid of her as soon as possible. It’s up to us to stay in the house. "
After hearing this, Mrs. Song smiled slightly, picked up a little rouge and put it on the palm of her hand. She glanced in the mirror and said quietly: "This matter must be discussed in the long run, but there is no need to rush anything else. He said, at least send a few people over to take care of us. Don't ask others to find out our faults and blame us."
Song wants to be in power, but also doesn't want to be blamed, so naturally he has to do his best to keep everything at bay.
"Don't worry, little madam, I have already selected a few people with Butler Chen. I'll ask you to take a look at them later. If they are successful, I will send them over." Mrs. Yang said.
Mr. Yang and Butler Chen are Song's right-hand men, so she has nothing to worry about.
And she knew that Mrs. Yang must have given the instructions long ago, so she didn’t need to bother herself.
Wen Mingqian took his son to take a nap. Zhang Ma never took a nap and kept tidying up inside and outside.
As soon as she woke up, Zhang Ma brought over the longan and tremella soup stewed for Wen Mingqian and the Sishen soup that Gong Changan wanted to eat.
Although they have not been rich in recent years, they have never stopped making soup to nourish them.
Gong Changan rubbed his eyes, sat on the edge of the bed and started eating by himself.
After eating, Zhang Ma brought him warm water to wash his hands and face, and rinsed his mouth.
As soon as they finished cleaning up, Mrs. Yang came in with two girls and two ladies.
I smiled and said hello: "Madam and the fourth young master are awake. Have you felt a little better?"
Before Wen Mingqian could say anything, Zhang Ma took over and asked, "Why didn't Aunt Song come? Are you still busy entertaining guests?"
Mrs. Yang smiled and said, "My dear wife, I am She wants to come over, but because our master has to prepare dinner every day, he is busy in the kitchen right now! Please don’t take it personally.”
“What’s her first priority?” The most important thing is to serve the master. She is willing to devote herself to it, so I don't have to worry about it." Wen Mingqian said, "Ask her to do her business when it's time. You don't have to stick to etiquette." "Madam is really considerate," Mrs. Yang. There was always a smile on his face, and he pointed to a few people behind him, "These are the people who are here to serve you and the fourth young master, two girls who are waiting closely, and two rough ladies.
The young lady said that there are not enough people in the house now, so please make do with what you have and buy more suitable ones later.”
The four people also caught up and greeted Wen Mingqian.
Wen Mingqian looked at the four of them calmly, and then asked Zhang Ma to assign work.
(End of this chapter)