Southerners

At the end of the day, Song Zhi woke up from starvation.

He dressed himself carefully, pulled the collar as high as he could, cleared his throat, and then called out: "Lian'er."

Lian Er has been guarding the door, and when she heard the voice, she opened the door and came in, asking, "Sir, are you hungry?"

Song Zhi nodded, seeing that the sun was setting towards the west, it must be afternoon, and asked, "Is there anything else to eat?"

Lian Er laughed and said: "If it is short, no one will short Mister's. The young master ordered the kitchen to be prepared for Mister early in the morning. We will eat when Mister wakes up!"

"Sir, wait a moment, Lian'er will go to the kitchen and call you."

Not long after, Lian'er came in with a few maidservants, each carrying a soup or something, lined up one by one, and placed them on the table for Song Zhi.

Song Zhi stepped forward to take a quick look, and saw that there were bird's nest soup, snowflake crab meat and tofu soup, rock sugar tremella and lotus seed soup, etc. She was stunned: "What is this for?" How could he eat so much.

At this time, the leading servant girl said: "Mr. Hui, this is prepared by the young master's servants. He said that he didn't know what he likes to eat. Doctor Pei said that he is sick and it is best to use something light, so all kinds of food are delicious. Prepare a little, and you can eat whatever your husband likes."

Song Zhi: "..."

The maid said again: "The young master also said that if the master doesn't eat, the slaves will be punished."

Song Zhi weakly pointed at the rock sugar, tremella and lotus seed soup, "Keep this one, and take the rest away."

Several servant girls bowed their knees together: "Yes." Picking up those Song Zhi didn't want, they filed out and closed the door for Song Zhi by the way.

Song Zhi was really hungry, and she didn't have the strength to plead with Meng Huan not to eat.

At this time, Lian'er said in a timely manner: "Sir, don't worry about it. In the past, when Sa Lan and Duo'er were absent, the kitchen would be arranged like this."

Song Zhi just fed a mouthful of lotus seeds into her mouth, and suddenly stopped: "Young master also arranges like this?"

Lian'er quickly covered her lips and smiled: "Of course not, one is because of their own request, and the other is because the kitchen wants to please them. There is no mistress in Meng's residence, and the young master has no plans to marry for the time being. They are the most favored. The servants in the mansion thought that if they could give birth to a man and a half woman, their status would naturally be different."

"But the young master himself never cared about these trivial matters."

Song Zhi took another mouthful of white fungus, and suddenly thought of a question.

"Since they have been in the mansion for so long, why doesn't the young master have a single child?"

Lian Er was stunned, it was her daughter's house after all, she was a little shy, and said with a blushing face: "How do these servants know, I think they are unlucky themselves."

"However, the young master is only under [-] now, and he is very young. There is no need to worry about the issue of heirs..." Lian Er suddenly realized who she was talking to. , please forgive me, sir."

Song Zhi waved her hand calmly, "It's okay, what you said is the truth."

"gentlemen……"

Lian'er was about to explain, but Song Zhi interrupted her, "It's a good thing to have an heir, so can I make him never succeed again?"

Lian'er's expression changed, she forced a smile and said, "Sir, don't say that."

Not only for the Han people, but also for the Mongols, offspring are extremely important. A tribe can grow and prosper only if there are many offspring and long-lasting offspring.

And the Han people even have a saying that "there are three kinds of unfilial piety, and it is the greatest to have no descendants".

Lian'er carefully looked at Song Zhi's face, and said, "Sir, it's still early in the day, it's neither hot nor cold, there are a few begonia trees outside, and they're blooming just right, sir, do you want to go out for a walk? I'm always bored In the house, it’s not good for your body.”

After Song Zhi finished eating the lotus seed soup, she hesitated when she heard Lian Er's words.He also wanted to go out for a walk, but he always felt that someone would see something.

At this time, Lian Er suddenly bent down, pulled Song Zhi's neckline, and said in a low voice, "This way I won't be able to see."

Song Zhi shuddered, she turned to one side, covered her neckline, her face was blushing, and she said, "I see."

Begonias also have begonias, begonias of four seasons, Meng Huan planted eleven begonias in Song Zhi's yard, several of them were begonias, and they were blooming right now.

When Song Zhi went out, she saw layers of pink and white flowers piled up on the branches, like a piece of pink snow.

Lian'er said: "Sir, look at this begonia, how beautiful it is! When the young master was planting, in order to let Mr. have a begonia to see at any time, he specially selected a few begonias. This season happens to be able to bloom, so you don't have to wait until next spring."

Song Zhi nodded lightly.

Lian'er looked at Song Zhi, as if she wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth, hesitated to speak, and still didn't say anything.

Since Meng Huan himself didn't say anything, it's better not to talk too much because she is a servant.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the ancestors and the accompanying princes and concubines set off from Shangdu to return to Dadu. At this time, most of the officials left behind began to patrol the warehouse.

August [-]rd is Tianshou Festival, which is the emperor's birthday.Before twenty-three days, His Majesty will return to the palace, and a few days before, most of the left-behind ministers will gather at the city gate, waiting for the ancestors to enter the capital.

After the [-]th day, for unknown reasons, Meng Huan took care of everything very well for Song Zhi. He was so thoughtful that Song Zhi couldn't pick any faults, but he himself rarely appeared in front of Song Zhi. Although Zhi was puzzled, she was relieved not to have to face Meng Huan.

Until August [-]st, Song Zhi heard the gossip in the mansion.

Such as:

"Yesterday, did you see the young master arrested a woman and brought her to the mansion?"

"What, there are other things like this? Isn't the young master doting on Mr. Song very much recently?"

"So what about petting, after all, he is a man, it can't last long, it's just a momentary interest."

"You haven't seen how much the young master dotes on him. Sa Lan and Duoershi combined can't compare to one-tenth of him in terms of caring. Where can you find a woman? Are you mistaken?"

"How is it possible?" said a boy, "I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Yes, yes, I saw it too. You haven't seen the young master these days, haven't you been in Mr. Song's room? You ran outside the mansion all day long, and brought back a woman last night. That woman is different from ordinary women. She looks good, but she is heroic and has a strong temper, and she looks like she is going to die."

"Really?" Some people didn't believe it.

"Can this be fake? I saw it with my own eyes! If you don't believe me, go and inquire about it. It's been rumored that the young master has taken a fancy to a different woman."

Different?Song Zhi thought, how different is it?

Lian Er was following Song Zhi, so she heard it too, and immediately put on a straight face, walked over and scolded: "What are you talking about? Are you free to do something?"

Lian'er followed Song Zhi recently, and naturally rose in front of Meng Huan. The ordinary maids in the mansion did not dare to disobey her. When she reprimanded her, they all fell silent, admitted their mistakes obediently, and left in a hurry.

But there were also those who were not convinced, and muttered: "What's the big deal, isn't it just climbing up to a husband?"

Song Zhi hated hearing people say this the most. Sure enough, Lian'er saw his face change, and hurriedly slapped the girl. The girl's face was tender, and she was immediately slapped:

Lian Er scolded loudly: "You lowly servant girl, Mister Song is the teacher of the young master, how can you allow you to slander me like this? Why don't you apologize to Mister soon?"

The maid was stunned by Lian'er's beating, she covered her face and dared not say anything: "How dare you hit me?"

Lian Er sneered: "Not only will I beat you, but I will also sue the young master and tear your mouth apart!"

Hearing Meng Huan's name, the maid finally realized that she had said something wrong, her face turned pale with fright, she pulled Lian'er's sleeve and said, "Sister Lian'er, I was wrong, don't tell the young master."

Lian'er was about to have a seizure, but was held back by Song Zhi, who shook her head and said, "Lian'er, there's no need."

The maid hurriedly thanked Song Zhi and ran away in despair.

"Sir!" Lian'er was so angry that her liver ached, "How could you allow them to say that about you!"

Song Zhi shook her head: "What kind of person I am, I just need to know it myself, let her go."

Lian'er was in a hurry, but she didn't care too much. Anyway, Meng Huan couldn't hide what happened in the mansion. When Meng Huan came back, he would naturally know that the girl would not stay in Meng's mansion for long.

Ever since hearing those rumors, Song Zhi felt a little depressed, Lian Er obviously felt it, and first advised Song Zhi not to care about the rumors, there are always some people who can't get it themselves, and they are jealous that others can get it.

Song Zhi agreed, but still looked sullen.

Lian'er thought about it, and asked, "Sir, are you thinking about that... woman?"

Song Zhi answered quickly: "No."

That's it.

Lian'er quickly persuaded: "Sir, don't you know how the young master treats you? Why bother with a groundless rumor?"

"Girls like this in the mansion, because there are not many masters in the mansion, and there are not many people to serve, so they are bored all day long, so they like to gossip, and they can talk about things that have no shadow at all."

Song Zhi thought for a while and said, "The young master will always marry a wife, it doesn't matter if it's a rumor or not, there will always be a woman."

Lian'er stuttered immediately, not knowing how to persuade her.

At the beginning, she persuaded Song Zhi to follow Meng Huan, but now she regretted it inexplicably.

"Then... what about sir?" Lian Er suddenly asked, "If the young master is married, what about sir, will he marry a wife?"

Song Zhi paused, looked at Lian Er, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm the only one left in the Song family."

It means that if he doesn't marry a wife and have children, then the Song family will have no descendants.

Lian'er lowered her head and stopped talking.

That night, Song Zhi had just had dinner when Meng Huan came, Song Zhi thought, it's a good thing she didn't come until she had finished her meal, otherwise she wouldn't be able to eat tonight, which would affect her mood.

Seeing that Song Zhi was reading with the lamp on, Meng Huan came in and put away his book, saying, "Your body is just better, so reading is more exhausting."

Song Zhi didn't look at him either, and took another book to read.

Meng Huan said: "Although the lamp is lit, it is always dark at night, so don't tire your eyes."

Song Zhi put down her book and looked up at him: "I'm not like Mr. Meng. I have so many things to do and so many people to accompany me all day long. I'm bored. Why don't I find something to pass the time?"

In the past few days, Song Zhi always spoke to Meng Huan in a strange tone with sarcasm. Meng Huan didn't care at first, but this time he was stunned:

"Who will accompany me?"

Song Zhi sneered lightly: "Mr. Meng, do you still dare to do it or not?"

Meng Huan was at a loss: "Where did you hear that?" He was extremely busy these days, so where did he come from?

No, even if he wasn't busy as hell, he wouldn't be there.

Seeing that Meng Huan really looked ignorant, Song Zhi felt a little puzzled, and asked casually, "Didn't you bring a woman back to the mansion yesterday?"

Only then did Meng Huan know what Song Zhi was talking about, and wanted to hold Song Zhi's hand, but Song Zhi avoided it.

"Don't touch me." Song Zhi said.

Meng Huan was very wronged: "Yes, there is such a woman, but it is not what you think."

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