Bondage

The Song Manor's carriage drove steadily and slowly, and Song Wan's eyes were narrowed sitting in the carriage, far less excited than when he was going out.

Both Hengzhi and Jinshu didn't want to disturb their lady, so they looked out of the car quietly, and the other bowed their heads in silence, very quiet.

"Miss, it's Aunt Liu."

Heng Zhi opened her mouth in surprise, pointing to the woman in ragged clothes and sores outside, 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 in the Hou Mansion, Song Wan didn't often deal with Liu Zhu, and he wasn't familiar with her either.But in the few encounters in my memory, Liu Zhu dressed up enchantingly and freshly, not at all like the aunt who gave birth to two children.

But now Liu Zhu's clothes are shabby, her face is red and swollen with many sores and holes.Beside her was a man with a greasy face, a bald head and a mangled face. The man strode ahead, and would occasionally scold Liu Zhu if he didn't keep up.

Song Wan listened to the babbling and roaring coming from the wind, and sat back in his seat.

Through the curtain of the car, Heng Zhi saw the beggar man raised his hand and held Liu Zhule under his arm, dragging him forward desperately.

She couldn't bear it, and said in a low voice: "Miss, do you want this servant to come forward and help?"

Song Wan didn't answer for a while, as if she was thinking, and when the carriage passed by and Liu Zhu was no longer in sight, she said calmly: "The cause and effect have already been determined, so don't worry about it."

Jin Shu and Heng Zhi looked at each other, feeling a little surprised.

After returning to the Song Mansion, Song Wan sat on the couch to rest, and then Heng Zhi said, "Miss, are you not feeling well today?"

Song Wan shook his head: "Second master has gone."

"The second master of the Jiang family?"

With a soft reply, Song Wan said: "Today, you go to find Mother Lang and ask her to go to Zhitong Temple to add some incense and do a ritual ceremony for the second master."

She couldn't bear the fact that the Chengyang Hou Mansion had no intention of intervening in Jiang Yan's funeral.

After receiving the order, Hengzhi also looked regretful and went to find Mrs. Lang.

The winter is getting colder, Song Wan usually can't bear to go out, so she spends time in the house reading and playing the piano every day. She was quite lively when she was young, but her temperament has been tempered a lot after being widowed for six years, and now she is becoming more and more lazy move.

Coincidentally, it was snowing heavily today, so Song Wan wore the red fox fur cloak given by Empress Yun and went out of the yard to enjoy the snow scenery.

When Song Fu entered the courtyard, he saw her nestled in a fur cloak standing under a tree in a daze.

"Go and prepare a stove for Miss."

The maid next to Song Fu nodded, and hurriedly went to find a hand warmer for Song Wan.

"Brother, why are you here today?"

Seeing Song Fu standing in the courtyard, Song Wan came forward with a smile on her lips.

"Today, Xiumu, I wanted to come and see you, and I was entrusted to bring you something."

Passing a small box to Song Wan, Song Fu said, "Mr. 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 Jirong, she lowered her head slightly and opened it in front of Song Fu.

Inside the palm-sized box was a small box of pure gold filigree, with all kinds of colorful treasures inlaid on it, which was very dazzling.She lifted it lightly and only heard a click, and small finger-wide drawers popped out around the small box.

"It's an exquisite object."

Seeing that Song Wan liked it quite a lot, Song Fu lightly praised it.

"It's really exquisite."

There was a small note under the box, Song Wan picked it up and looked at it quickly, and couldn't help showing a faint smile.

It turned out that Jirong said that he often applied the ointment she gave him this winter, and he didn't suffer from frostbite on his hands and feet again, and he hasn't had itching again this winter, so he specially asked Wanxiao to find a small item to give to her. , to express gratitude.

Seeing that the ointment really saved Jirong from suffering a lot, Song Wan was very happy and happy.

"Brother, if it's convenient, maybe help Wan'er bring some more things to Eunuch Jirong?"

"Of course, Lord Wandu once said that if you have a reply, you can let him know. It's convenient."

Song Wan nodded, and asked Heng Zhi to go to the warehouse to fill two more jars of anti-chilblain grease, and handed them to Song Fu.

"This thing is easy to use. Tomorrow, I will write out the prescription and hand it over to the Fuzhong Medicine Hall, so that the Medicine Hall can make some and distribute it to the mothers who do rough work."

Song Fu nodded, very supportive.

It was rare that both siblings were interested, so Song Wan asked Heng Zhi to prepare a clay stove under the porch, and the two warmed up 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 figure out any tricks. I think the overall situation has been settled, and the mansion can be stable for at least another 20 years."

The prince knows how to be flexible and can let go of his dignity, but it is really rare to coax all the officials in the court to be loyal to him in just over a hundred days.Although it has something to do with the frailty of Emperor Wenhui's heirs, it is undeniable that the prince is really good at being a man.

Even Song Fu felt that the prince was indeed the master of the Ming Dynasty, so he was willing to pour his heart and soul for him and be driven by the prince.

"That's good."

Song Wan's brows and eyes slightly curved upon hearing this, her 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 return gift, Shen Qianyu took the box from Wan Xiao and eagerly opened it.

Seeing that there were two familiar porcelain jars inside, he was not disappointed, instead he happily took them out.

Song Wan's reply letter was still very brief, he only said a few words to ask Jirong to apply more ointment, don't give up carelessly because he didn't commit a crime this year, let him apply it every day to fight for the root cause of the disease.

Shen Qianyu nodded silently, and after opening the porcelain jar, she asked the palace maid to find a silver spoon and carefully dig out a lump from it.

Wan Xiao saw that his master had a serious expression on his face, rubbing the palms and backs of his hands repeatedly as if he was doing something important.

What's more, he asked the court lady to find a thin cloth to protect her hands, waiting devoutly for the grease to melt.

Looking at it, Wan Xiao squinted his eyes and couldn't take it any longer.

In the past, when his master was walking in the palace as Jirong, the two of them were tired and thirsty in winter, so they stretched out their hands to grab the snow on the ground to satisfy their hunger and thirst.

At that time, both of them had chilblains on their hands and feet, and they didn't see any pain from their master, so why didn't they just bathe and rinse in cold water all day long?

At that time, he would be called hypocritical for putting his hands in his cuffs, but now that he looks like this, he doesn't know what to call him.

Wan Xiao turned her head, she really couldn't bear to look at it.

As soon as the stick of incense was extinguished, the maid stepped forward to clean Shen Qianyu's palms. Seeing that the scars on his hands had lightened a lot, he smiled with satisfaction.

"Your Highness, Lord Luo, Lord Huang, and Lord He have arrived."

Ji Rong entered the room to report, Shen Qianyu nodded to Wan Xiao, and the three left together.

The imperial court is currently busy selecting a concubine 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 was finally drawn up, and the three of them impatiently sent them to the East Palace.

It is true that the crown prince is past his age, and if the delay continues, I am afraid that the crown prince will not have many heirs like Emperor Wen Hui, and there will be troubles.

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, and quickly frowned.