Bondage

Mrs. Song said softly, "What are you doing standing here?"

Song Niandao: "Yinsu said that she saw her mother bring her second sister to father's place, so I came here to wait for mother."

It's just that she didn't expect to hear such words.

"Follow me back to the room."

Taking the two sisters back to the room, Mrs. Song said: "You also heard what I said to Ming Xiang just now, what do you think?"

Mrs. Song looked at Song Nian nervously.

Although she also loves Song Nian, Song Yao is her first child, and she has poured all her energy and love into it. Even if Mrs. Song doesn't want to admit it, she has to say that she prefers Song Yao.

Especially when she thought of Song Yao's embarrassing situation now, and Song Lan'an's love after her age, she became more and more anxious.

Moreover, Song Lan'an had previously sent Yao'er to a Jinshi with the surname Hu at will, so she had to cheer up and plan for Song Yao.

Listening to Mrs. Song's words, Song Nian looked indifferent: "What does mother think the child will think?"

"Your sister hasn't said goodbye yet, so you just..."

Song Nian said indifferently: "Could it be that the mother wants the child to push back the marriage of the British government, so that the second sister can feel relieved?"

"Why did I ever mean that?"

"Then what does mother mean?"

Mrs. Song choked up holding the handkerchief, feeling agitated.

"Why do you talk to your mother like that?"

Song Yao stepped forward, cried and looked at Song Nian: "Now that you have made a marriage arrangement, you have no fear or worry, why don't you think about my difficulties?"

"Second sister."

Song Nian sighed softly: "On the day my sister-in-law got married, I said that the bride came here to seek fame, and she would definitely find a good marriage for the two of us. Is there such a thing?"

Song Yao gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"My younger sister also said, let the second sister get along well with her sister-in-law, but what did the second sister say?"

"Second sister said about your marriage, how can a bride with a bad tongue be in charge? You said that, didn't you?"

"What do you mean now?"

Being contradicted in front of his mother by Song Nian, who has always been docile and docile, Song Yao was ashamed and angry: "It's just that you married the British government, so you have such a waist? You haven't married yet, why bother to marry the British government?" money?"

"And don't forget that Ming Shiqi is just a side branch of the Ming family, not a direct descendant of the Duke's Mansion. Now you are pretending to be a tiger before going through the door, and you are not afraid of laughing at other people's big teeth."

Seeing that Song Yao even said such crazy things, Song Nian was too lazy to continue talking to her.

She turned to look at Mrs. Song with a soft tone: "In front of my father, mother accused sister-in-law of marrying Nian'er over second sister, but have you ever wondered if sister-in-law is so narrow-minded, will she implicate the baby? "

Mrs. Song said awkwardly: "How can a girl from the British government's family be a person with a small belly?"

"If it was the second elder sister who made the marriage agreement with the Ming family today, would mother stand out like this for Nian'er?"

"Naturally."

Song Nian saw his mother dodge her eyes and refused to look at her, so she let out a long sigh of relief.

"The baby still has some embroidery work to do, so I won't bother my mother and my second sister."

After speaking, Song Nian turned and left.

"Mother, look at her."

Song Yao cried and said: "Even my own sister despised me, how will my daughter see people in the future?"

"Don't cry, I'll post a message to other wives today, ask who has a suitable candidate, and make your marriage a decision as soon as possible."

"Mother, you said..."

Pinching the skirt of his clothes, Song Yao asked Ai Qiqi: "Otherwise, we will wait for father to return before making plans?"

"Humph."

Mrs. Song sneered: "What will he plan for you? Is it impossible to find another student from a lowly background for you? If you can suffer from that poor and humble family, your mother will not stop you."

"Mother!"

Song Yao hurriedly waved his hands, saying that he would leave everything to Madam Song.

Both inside and outside the Song Mansion were busy with Song Lan'an's departure from Beijing tomorrow, but Mrs. Song was in the room, repeatedly writing notes to the mistresses she knew, and sent them to the concierge for fourteen or five in just one afternoon.

Nanny Song, the steward of the inner courtyard, intercepted these postings from the gatehouse and sent them to Ming Xiang.

"It's really urgent to go to the doctor."

After looking through those posts one by one, Ming Xiang said: "These wives are strong-tempered, and they definitely don't look down on people who are in the face of national crisis but only care about their children's personal relationships. Don't post these few posts."

"These three ladies..."

Mingxiang took out three more posts, and Nanny Song said upon seeing this, "These three were all from the former emperor's faction when there was a lot of trouble in the palace some time ago. If the crown prince ascends the throne in the future, the prospects may not be good."

Ming Xiang nodded: "These two cards can't be sent either."

Nanny Song understood that the families of these two families were too high, and sending them was just to add to the jokes.

The remaining four or five Zhang Mingxiang frowned.

Although the families of these mansions can be matched with those of the Song Mansion, they are not honest families, and there are more or less things in the family for people to talk about.

These things are neither big nor small, but they are somewhat irregular.

Nanny Song sighed softly: "Grandma can't shut down all of Madam's posts. If Madam doesn't receive a single reply, I'm afraid you will think that you and uncle are wholeheartedly blocking Second Miss's marriage."

"Mammy is right."

Looking at those posts, Ming Xiangwei handed them to her without hesitation.

"That's it."

If she stretched out her hand again, she would really answer Mrs. Song's words, and become that person with ulterior motives.

After sending out Mrs. Song's post, Ming Xiang asked Song Fu to prepare travel items for Song Lan'an.

In the early morning of the second day, Song Lan'an went to the suburbs of Beijing to wait for the rear luggage. This time they carried food and grass for the frontline generals, and gold and silver utensils for Nanqing.

After this battle, Dongning's vitality was severely injured, and there was not much real gold and silver available, so he had to use these utensils to make up for it.

"Is everything ready?"

Shang Rong's grandfather walked over tremblingly, and Song Lan'an hurried forward to help him.

"My lord, you shouldn't be at this age, you shouldn't..."

Shang Chongdao: "I am a subject, what should I do or not, get in the car, don't worry about me."

The old man was old, but he couldn't climb up with his hands on the carriage. Song Lan'an had a serious face, half kneeling on the ground, half supporting and half supporting Shang Chong into the carriage.

"Please trouble Mr. Song to take care of my great-grandfather."

The merchant still had a somewhat immature boy on his face, pulling Song Lan'an with tears in his eyes, Song Lan'an looked at him and nodded slightly.

"The carriage is covered with cushions, this journey..."

At this point, Song Lan'an suddenly didn't know what to say, the boy stood under the carriage, gritted his teeth and wept silently.

A middle-aged man behind him stepped forward, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he bowed slowly to Song Lan'an, saying, "Please trouble Mr. Song to take care of my father along the way."

Song Lan'an made a bow with both hands and saluted the other party.

Mr. Shang raised the curtain of the car: "Thirteen, come here."

The boy walked to the carriage and looked at him crying.

Shang Chong raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder lightly: "Study well, don't be that kind of dandy who loves money, drinks, and gambles in the future. Remember to have kind thoughts in your heart, and help the suffering more. People, please help me a lot.”

"I still remember not to bully others with power, not to be arrogant because of wealth and honor, and to be humble and respectful is the right way to do things."

Shang Shisan cried and nodded, Shang Chong said: "Come back now, don't worry about it."

After speaking, Shang Chong waved goodbye to everyone.