The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

At the gate of the capital, a group of people quietly entered the capital.

No one noticed it until the team of carriages and horses stopped at the gate of Duan Bo's mansion.

There were more than a dozen carriages in total. The three large carriages in the front were obviously for the masters, and the ones at the back were all carrying servants and belongings.

Unlike the gorgeous carriages in the capital, this carriage is very elegant and compact. The carvings on the carriage are very delicate, and most of them are made with hollow carving techniques. It has the characteristics of Xiyang at first glance.

Everyone thought of the fact that there was an aunt in Duanbo's family who married to Xiyang, and they understood.

In the Earl's Mansion, the maids and servants were busy. Song Shengfu was waiting directly in the main house of Bisong Courtyard, with Lu and Aunt Wang sitting beside her.

The doorman passed on the message early in the morning that the people from Shu had already entered the capital, and these people were waiting in Bisongyuan.

Kang Ge'er1 is also staying at home today. He specially asked for leave from the imperial concubine yesterday. Since there are distinguished guests coming to the house these days, he has to go home to keep them company.

At this time, he was wearing a plain green long gown and was playing Gobang with Suqiu in the west room.

"The Fourth Master is back, the Fourth Master is back!"

Before he finished speaking, a handsome man walked in, holding the hand of a very delicate and lovely girl.

Duan Jing'an has a tall and straight figure, picturesque features, and a faint smile on his face.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother sitting there, and my sister-in-law and aunt were also there.

"My child greets his mother."

When Kang Ge'er saw the person coming, he immediately dropped the chess piece in his hand and ran over, shouting, "Fourth Uncle!"

Duan Jing'an watched as a white-haired man rushed in front of him. He picked up Duan Chengkang, shook him and said, "Brother Kang, you've gained a lot of weight again!"

Song Shengfu only had eyes for the little girl standing beside her. She had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and was pretty and adorable. Because she had not yet finished mourning, she was only wearing plain clothes. The little person stood alone in the hall, and there was a sense of being torn apart and broken.

Song Shengfu looked at Shen Shiwei, and Shen Shiwei also looked at the old lady sitting in the hall. This should be her grandmother. Her mother looked very similar to her grandmother.

Slowly, Shen Shiwei's eyes began to turn red, and tears flashed in her eyes.

"Greetings, Grandma."

"Greetings, Mother."

The two voices seemed to overlap, and Song Shengfu suddenly remembered that there was a little girl of the same age who greeted her.

This, this is simply a replica of Duan Jingwen.

I felt an immense sense of bitterness in my heart. That girl was only 24 years old now, and her life had just begun. How could she be gone?

Influenced by her memories, Song Shengfu was already looking at the little girl with tears in her eyes.

Then he stood up with some trembling and looked at the little person in front of him.

"I guess this must be Sister Wei."

Mrs. Lu looked at the little girl in the hall with amazement. This girl Wei was really outstanding in appearance. She had such a beautiful complexion at such a young age.

Shen Shiwei looked at the lady who was speaking and guessed that this should be the aunt-in-law that Aunt Yu Zhong mentioned.

"Greetings, aunt."

"Good boy, come here." Song Shengfu said in a trembling voice.

Shen Shiwei looked at the kind face that looked very similar to her mother, and her longing for her mother reached its peak. She threw herself directly into Song Shengfu's arms, her little face full of tears, looking very pitiful.

"Grandma."

"Hey! Eh~" Song Shengfu hugged the girl tightly in her arms, touched her hair and wiped her tears.

"My dear child, you must have suffered a lot on this journey. Come and sit with grandma and eat something to fill your stomach."

Song Shengfu led Shen Shiwei to the nanmu Eight Immortals Chair nearby, turned around and found Shen Shixuan in her arms looking around.

"Look whose boy this is."

When Song Shengfu saw the little ball, she started to tease it with tears and laughter.

"Xuan'er, go and pay your respects to your grandmother." Mother Lu put the child down with a smile.

Shen Shixuan ran to Song Shengfu with his short legs, tilted his head back and said in a baby voice, "Greetings, Grandma."

"Okay, okay, you're so good." Song Shengfu hugged him in her arms, calling him her darling.

Song Shengfu introduced the people in the hall to Shen Shiwei and Shen Shixuan one by one.

"This is your aunt. She is the most tolerant person. If you have any problems in the future, you can ask her for advice. She is very good at taking care of the house. Sister Wei, learn more from your aunt in the future."

Shen Shiwei and Shen Shixuan came forward to pay their respects. When Mrs. Lu heard her mother-in-law's words of praise for her, she was very excited. It turned out that she was so highly praised by her mother.

So he was even happier and gave the prepared gifts to the two children with a smile.

Shen Shiwei was given a ivory-white warm jade necklace the size of a baby's palm, while Shen Shixuan received the same set of warm jade necklaces, but with a slightly different design. It was obvious that they were carved from the same material, and to complete this set must have been quite rare.

When they arrived at Aunt Wang's, she didn't have anything special to offer, but she did give each of the two children a small gold locket and a complete set of spring clothes. Song Shengfu saw that the stitches were very tight and there were dark patterns embroidered on them, which seemed to be made with great care. She praised them,

"This must have taken a long time. Thank you for the trouble."

Aunt Wang stood up slowly, as usual, with a gentle look on her face: "I'm so happy that the two children call me Auntie. It's just two sets of clothes. I hope my cousin and young master don't mind."

Kang Ge'er also came forward to pay his respects, his behavior much more steady than before. He gave Shen Shiwei a topaz paperweight with a kitten playing with a ball, and Shen Shixuan received a red koi-shaped jade pendant.

As expected, children understand children best. Shen Shiwei and Shen Shixuan both played with the things given by Duan Chengkang and treasured them very much.

When the family was having a great time, Duan Jingzong arrived.

Duan Jing'an was the first to notice and quickly stood up, looking a little excited: "Brother."

Duan Jingzong looked at his fourth brother, who had grown a little taller after not seeing him for a few months, smiled and nodded in greeting, then walked forward to pay his respects to his mother.

Then he noticed two more children in the hall. When they saw the delicate little girl, they happily came forward and picked up Shen Shiwei.

"But Sister Wei? The last time I saw you, you were less than two years old. Do you still remember your uncle?"

Shen Shiwei frowned as she looked at the middle-aged man who picked her up. She thought about it and realized that she couldn't remember anything about when she was one year old. She shook her head and said seriously, "Uncle An, Sister Wei has forgotten it."

Everyone who reacted laughed, and Duan Jingzong also laughed.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember, just remember it later."

After putting Shen Shiwei down, he looked at the little girl in her mother's arms.

"This must be Brother Xuan, he looks very strong and a good boy."

As he said this, he ordered people to bring up the things he had prepared. Shen Shiwei's was a pink jade carved collar, and Shen Shixuan's was a white jade necklace inlaid with gold.

Now the child’s first meeting gift is over.

At noon, Song Shengfu asked the kitchen to prepare some dishes from Shu. The dishes there should be spicy, and the two children were still in mourning and could not eat meat, so the kitchen took great pains to prepare 28 meals.

At noon, Song Shengfu and her family had a reunion dinner that could barely be considered a family reunion, and Aunt Wang was also invited to join them.

In ancient times, wealthy families could not have meals without maids to serve them. The nine-foot-wide sandalwood table was filled with food. If there was no maid to serve, they could not even pick up any food.

"When I went to Shuzhong last year, I couldn't get used to the spicy food there. But after I got used to it, I felt that the food there was really delicious, with a strong salt and spicy taste."

Duan Jingan scooped a large spoonful of spicy tofu, ate it, and then sighed, "It's still the authentic one from Shu."

As a real old person, Song Shengfu likes to eat something with a strong flavor. She can't eat spicy food, but she can.

Hearing this, he had an idea in mind and agreed, "Why don't we go to Shu and hire a chef? I'm sure Sister Wei and Brother Xuan are not used to the food in Beijing."

Duan Jingzong said without hesitation: "Then write a letter to Yuzhi. One letter is not enough, so ask him to find three cooks and send them to the capital."

Mrs. Lu looked at Shen Shiwei with concern and said in a gentle tone, "Sister Wei, are you used to it?"

Shen Shiwei replied in a soft voice, "Thank you for your concern, Auntie. I'm used to eating this. In the past, there was a chef in the mansion who could cook Beijing cuisine, and the food was similar to this."

Seeing that the little girl was so sensible, Mrs. Lu touched Wei Jie'er's head with pity in her heart, and served two spoonfuls of egg custard to Wei Jie'er. Naturally, Shen Shixuan who was standing next to her was also served.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost settled, Song Shengfu cleared her throat, looked around, and said in a serious tone, "I have something to tell you."