Spring comes to the desperate place

On the way back, Song Dazhuang was still angry. If everyone hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed over and beat the man named Liu.

Song Chunlin, who was being framed, didn't have much reaction. Song Chunsheng looked at him strangely: "Aren't you angry?"

Song Chunlin smiled and pointed with his finger: "I taught her a little lesson, hehe."

Song Chunsheng came to his senses and smiled and gave his brother a thumbs up.

The carriage prepared by the Marquis' Mansion was already waiting at the door. Looking at the carriage full of gifts, the Song family was stunned.

The butler explained to them with a smile: "Mr. Song, His Majesty really liked the dish that Young Master Song made, and he gave you some gold and silver jewelry. However, those things were gifts from the royal family, and the Marquis was afraid that it would be inconvenient for you to hold them, so he asked me to replace them with other things of equal value. Here is the gift list, please take a look."

Grandpa Song took the gift list with both hands and said, "We trust you to do your job, housekeeper. I will keep this gift list. This is what our Lin Geer earned himself. Please send someone to send it back for us."

The housekeeper said he was not worthy of it.

Gu Fengyue sent all the Song family members onto the carriage, and finally asked Song Chunlin if he could go to have a meal again in the spring.

Song Chunlin thought for a moment and said, "It's the busy season in the spring. Why don't you come back in a month or so? Then it won't be busy anymore and I'll treat you to some wild vegetables."

As the second son of the Marquis's family, he had tasted all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, but the young man in front of him actually offered to treat him to wild vegetables. Gu Fengyue smiled slightly and nodded.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to dig wild vegetables for me then."

Digging wild vegetables! Song Chunlin thought of a very popular meme on the Internet in his previous life. He couldn't help but frown. He quickly waved and said goodbye to Gu Fengyue.

It was almost midnight when they returned to the Song family. The servant who brought them back unloaded their luggage. Grandpa Song was afraid that it was unsafe for them to walk at night, so he wanted them to stay for one night.

The servant politely declined Grandpa Song's proposal: "The steward said that we can go to the other courtyard tonight and make do. There is no need to trouble the old man."

Upon learning that the other party had already arranged accommodation, Grandpa Song no longer insisted. After everyone put down their belongings, Grandma Song smiled and handed them a purse.

"Thank you for your hard work during the New Year. Here, give me a little token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

"Thank you for the reward, my lord." The servant took the purse and quickly drove away from the Song family.

The Song family closed the door. They had played all day, but none of them felt sleepy. They gathered in the main room and looked at the small wooden box on the table.

The wooden box was padded with red silk, and in the middle were five small gold ingots, each weighing two taels.

"This is the gold in the palace. It's so bright." Grandpa Song couldn't help but sigh.

Song Dazhuang reached out and touched it, and was immediately slapped on the back of his hand by Song A-mo.

"Did you wash your hands, you bastard?"

Song Dazhuang felt a little embarrassed to be disliked by his own father in front of his children. He looked at Song Amo pitifully, but the other person ignored him at all.

Amma Song discussed with Song Chunlin how to distribute the silks. The brightly colored ones would be kept for Song Chunlin to make clothes, the darker and more dignified ones would be kept for Song Chunlin's dowry in the future, and Amma Song planned to use the light-colored ones to make some pajamas for Song Chunlin.

"This tender green color is so pretty. I'll make it for Chunlin when I have time after I've finished cutting it tomorrow. It will be really nice to wear for an outing in the spring."

When Song Chunlin saw that Song Amao gave all the silk to himself and did not leave any for others, he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Grandma, just leave a few for me. There are so many. We can make a set of spring clothes for each of us in the family. When the weather warms up, we can go out for an outing together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Song A-Mo was amused by him: "Silly child, these are the rewards you got in exchange for the recipes, of course you should use them for yourself. We have spring clothes, so we don't need to use your cloth."

"That's right, Chunlin, put away all these golden snacks. We haven't finished eating the New Year snacks at home. Keep these snacks for when you want to eat them later."

Seeing that everyone was so determined, Song Chunlin had no choice but to put everything into the space.

In the second half of the night, there was chaos in the residence of the Grand Minister of Agriculture. After Liu Yusheng came back from outside, she found that her body was a little itchy. She didn't care at first, but just asked the maid to prepare hot water for her to bathe. However, after soaking in the hot water, her body was not only itchy, but also had large rashes.

"What's going on? Damn it, go get a doctor, no, go get the imperial physician, quickly." Liu Yusheng roared, her hands moving non-stop. She felt so itchy all over her body, the itch penetrated deep into her skin, making her scratch madly uncontrollably, and soon she scratched her skin.

However, even though she scratched herself until she bled, her body still felt very itchy. The snow-white skin and beautiful face that Liu Yusheng had been proud of in the past were now covered with bloody marks from her scratches.

Late in the evening, the Minister of Agriculture had to save his face and invite the imperial physician over. When the imperial physician came in, he was also frightened by Liu Yusheng's appearance.

After taking Liu Yusheng's pulse, he asked him what strange things had happened today.

"Have you ever been to an unfamiliar place and eaten something strange, young lady?"

Liu Yusheng answered with a tearful voice: "No, I just went to the Lantern Festival. I was fine before I came back. I felt a little itchy before taking a shower, and it became more and more itchy after taking a shower. Doctor, my face, my face, can it be saved?"

The imperial physician knew that women paid the most attention to their appearance, no matter if they were a girl or a young lady. Although Liu Yusheng's face was scratched with bloody marks, fortunately Liu Yusheng did not dare to use force, so the marks were not very deep.

“Don’t worry, young lady. I have an ointment that specifically removes scars. I’ll have someone send it to you later. Also, avoid spicy food and eat lighter foods these days. If the itching is severe, wrap your hands and don’t scratch them.” The imperial physician gave instructions while quickly writing the prescription, and it was finished in no time.

The maid took the prescription and left. Soon a bowl of pitch-black medicine was brought up. Liu Yusheng's face had been washed and the medicine applied again, and her hands were wrapped in a cloth. She took the medicine and drank it all. Perhaps the effect of the medicine was taking effect, Liu Yusheng actually felt that her body was no longer itchy.

Song Chunlin had "seen" all this with his mental power. He curled his lips. It seemed that he had not applied enough itching powder. However, Song Chunlin was not in a hurry. Anyway, he already knew where this person lived. When he was in a bad mood one day, he could just give her another itching powder combo. Humph, who told her to be so mean? Not only did she make up stories about him, but she also made up stories about Gu Fengyue's brother. She knew that the other party was in poor health, but she still said such vicious words. He deserved to be itched to death.