"Sister-in-law said that the owner of Shen Zhitang started from scratch?" Yang Jinxin asked again.

Lu Die thought for a moment, shook his head honestly and said, "I don't know this. How about I ask about it?"

Yang Jinxin wanted to say "No", but she nodded slightly, bit her lip and said "Yes".

After October, it is the winter month.

When the first snow fell in Shengjing, Song Jie officially sent a message to the Yang Mansion. Wuxing Marquis had a new Wuxing Marquis Mansion, and the plaque in front of the Yang Mansion gate was finally replaced with a black background and gold paint.

The grand "Xingguo Gongfu".

What Song Jie wants to see on his post is of course Tong Anbo.

He successfully entered the gate of Duke Xingguo's Mansion, and just after he passed the fork in the road, a steward mother came up to him with a smile, saluted and asked: "But Mr. Song? The eldest princess wants to see you."

Song Jie only had friendship with Yang Guangbei.

When he came to see Yang Guangbei in the past, no elder ever asked to see him.

At this time, Song Jie was prepared when he heard the words, so he politely agreed and said: "That's right. I would like to trouble this mother to lead the way." Whether it was in the name of the eldest princess or Yang Guangbei's grandmother, since he

It was proposed, and even Song Jie could not express any refusal.

Mother Yun smiled very enthusiastically, and while leading the way, she asked about Mrs. Lin's health. While talking, she arrived at Rongxiang Hall.

"Mrs. Dingguo and the county lord are also inside." Before Song Jie entered, Mother Yun gave a few words and asked, "Would you like to inform the eldest young master and the eldest young lady for you?"

Song Jie shook his head slightly, not accepting Mother Yun's kindness.

In such a scene, he wouldn't need Yang Guangbei and Lin Yijia to come to the rescue. Besides, from the moment he stepped onto the ground of the Xingguo Duke's mansion, every move he made would be under Yang Guangbei's gaze...

After straightening his robes, Song Jie stepped into the Rongxiang Hall. He glanced calmly at the graceful and noble old woman sitting in the hall, bowed and saluted: "Junior Song Jie, I have met Her Royal Highness the Princess. There are many Princesses.

May you have long life, happiness and good health."

"Get up." Princess Hongyue looked kindly. She smiled at Duke Dingguo who was sitting next to her and said: "Look, I said that Guangbei's best friend is really good, and he is worthy of being appointed by the late emperor.

The Tanhualang."

Song Jie has lost some weight recently, and due to the death of his wife, his face lacks the gentle smile of the past, and he is dressed in a moon-white gown. He looks more handsome. And he is already over twenty-five years old, so for

Having served as an official for many years, his whole body has a sense of calmness and majesty.

This kind of temperament is definitely not comparable to that of a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old who has never experienced anything in the world.

Mrs. Dingguo just looked at him carefully today, and she was very satisfied with the sight. She had already smiled unconsciously at the corner of her mouth. She nodded and praised: "What mother said is absolutely true."

Song Jie had already grown upright. He said politely: "Your Highness, you are so complimentary."

Princess Hongyue is much more indifferent than Mrs. Xingguo. Of course, even if she is satisfied with Song Jie in her heart, she will not be too happy and appear impatient, which makes people look down upon. She just nodded slightly and looked at it.

Song Jie, who was dressed plainly, asked: "Have your wife's affairs been arranged? If there is anything useful, just go to Guangbei."

"Your Highness, I'm sorry. Everything has been settled." Song Jie's face was calm and he didn't say much.

Princess Hongyue asked again: "That's good. Now, what are your plans? I heard that you have a young son and a daughter at home, and there are people who come and go during rituals. There must be someone in charge of this inner house."

Song Jie took a sip and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. It's just that my wife has recently died, so I am not in the mood to think about anything else. As for the two young children, I have already entrusted them to my master's mother before I came to Beijing, so there is no need to worry."

There was a sudden movement behind the screen, as if a vase had fallen on the thick carpet and made a dull sound as it rolled.

The eldest princess Hongyue was not moved at all. When she saw Mrs. Dingguo looking anxious and trying to get up, the eldest princess stared at her sternly. After Mrs. Dingguo sat down again, she took a sip of tea and said to Song Jie:

"You are a very affectionate child."

Song Jie remained silent.

Princess Hongyue asked again: "I heard that your term in Luzhou is about to expire, but do you have any other plans? Your teacher will definitely return to Beijing next year... With Mr. Lin's qualifications, he will be the director of a department in Beijing.

There is no problem with the officials. I heard that my superiors have already discussed it with someone."

It's just that all six ministerial books are still alive, so it's hard to make room for them.

He wouldn't have expected it if it were anyone else, but Lin Shiqing's qualifications and background were excellent, and his several sons-in-law were extremely influential in the court. If he wanted to revive, even if he didn't have a good position, Emperor Yingqing would have to make room for him.

Good location to come!

"This is a matter of eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor. I don't dare to think anything about it," Song Jie said.

These words were obviously perfunctory, and Princess Hongyue couldn't help but look down.

Song Jie paused and then said: "Personally, I still hope to stay with the teacher and listen to the teacher's teachings all the time."

In other words, if Lin Shiqing resumes his duties and returns to Beijing, Song Jie also hopes to return to Shengjing.

Princess Hongyue's face softened and she said, "Mr. Lin is indeed of noble character."

Then she asked about Song Jie and the Lin family's affairs in Luzhou. After chatting about some common things, she said to Song Jie in a friendly manner: "I'm afraid Guangbei and his wife will be impatient to wait for you. You can go ahead."

"Junior, I take my leave." Song Jie saluted respectfully.

Walking out of the gate of Rongxiang Hall, Song Jie saw a young lady on the edge of a rockery in front of her. She was dressed in Begonia red. Against the background of blue-gray Taihu stones and dead branches and white snow, she seemed to be blooming between heaven and earth.

A delicate flower, delicate and beautiful.

The place where she stood was exactly where Song Jie had to pass before moving forward.

"That's the county boss." Mother Yun reminded Song Jie.

Song Jie nodded slightly, stepped forward and walked forward calmly. He looked at Wei Wei calmly and without hesitation. He stopped a few feet away from her, saluted calmly and politely, and then wanted to

Continue walking past Wei Wei.

Under this situation, Song Jie's behavior was undoubtedly polite and impeccable.

If he deliberately turned a blind eye to Wei Wei, it was obviously impossible; and as a foreigner, if he took the initiative to talk to the beautiful girl in the boudoir, his behavior would inevitably appear frivolous.

In this situation, Wei Wei, as a well-educated noblewoman, the best response is obviously to bow her head and step aside after the same salute, making way for the foreigner to pass...

Wei Wei indeed lowered her head and turned sideways to avoid it.

The handkerchief in her hand was squeezed tightly, and her heart was beating so hard, as if it was about to burst out. She saw Song Jie's white-soled soap boots appearing in her sight. From the extremely clean bluestone slab,

He walked over calmly, taking one step or two, and then disappeared from her sight... leaving only his breath, which roasted her head.

Wei Wei raised her head unwillingly and wanted to shout something at Wei Wei's back, but found that she seemed to have lost her voice. She tried hard to open her mouth several times, but could not make a single sound.

Ahead was the corner, and Song Jie's figure finally disappeared from her sight.

Wei Wei suddenly lost her strength and squatted on the ground, tears filling her eyes - he passed by her, but she didn't have the courage to do anything!

It’s really useless!

Wei Wei secretly hated herself for being useless and threw the handkerchief forward with all her strength.

"County Lord." Mother Yun whispered.

Didn't Mother Yun send him away? Why was she talking in front again? Wei Wei was startled and suddenly raised her head, only to see her own handkerchief embroidered with happy eyebrows fluttering and dancing in the breeze, and Song Jie,

Behind the square veil, he looked at her deeply.

Wei Wei stood up with a "swish" sound.

She stood up too hard and too hastily, all the blood in her body rushed to her head, and there was a sudden "buzzing" sound in her ears. She lost her footing and was about to fall on the rockery next to her.

The rockery was made of real stone. If she fell on it, she would definitely be injured.

Just when she was about to fall, Song Jie suddenly moved, and in the next moment, he had already supported Wei Wei.

He put his hands slightly on Wei Wei's waist and whispered: "The road is slippery after snow, the county master should be careful."

Wei Wei's cheeks suddenly seemed to be on fire, and she felt as if the big hands on her waist were like irons, burning her so hard that she didn't know what to do.

She still tried hard to stabilize her body, but she couldn't say anything. After standing firm, she saluted Song Jie to thank her.

Song Jie let go and stepped back. After returning the courtesy, he turned around and left again.

This time, he finally never came back.

Wei Wei didn't understand why Song Jie came back.

She stood on the edge of the rockery and let the cold wind blow against her hot cheeks for a long time, but it was difficult to calm down her pounding heart. Finally, she took a step with some difficulty, and then her steps became more steady.

Walking to the plum tree that had just blossomed next to the moon wall, he reached out and picked the square handkerchief off the branch, holding it tightly in his hand.

Like a treasure.

In the Rongxiang Hall, Princess Hongyue and Lady Dingguo heard the maid describe the scene in a vivid voice, nodded with satisfaction and asked someone to give the maid a reward. Lady Dingguo let out a long sigh.

Said: "Now, I can finally feel relieved."

She still didn't know what she meant and said: "I just heard him talk so well that I thought he was reluctant. It turns out he was just pretending."

Not to mention whether Lin Yijia conveyed it or not, Mrs. Dingguo believed that they had conveyed their meaning clearly in the hall. But Song Jie didn't even show a hint of joy, he didn't even let it slip.

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Although Mrs. Dingguo didn't want to admit it, she really didn't have much confidence because of Song Jie's attitude just now.

Princess Hongyue looked at the delighted Duke Dingguo and said nothing. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly vote, and your support is my greatest motivation.
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