Angry

Jiang Fulai first reported some external affairs to Song Zhiyuan, and then talked about the inner courtyard of the mansion, especially the main courtyard and Chunhuitang.

When the Sixth Young Master moved into Chunhui Hall to raise him, Song Zhiyuan's face changed significantly and his eyebrows frowned.

"Why didn't this report to the palace?"

Jiang Fulai quickly replied respectfully: "It's also the grandma who refused to report it. She said that this is a trivial matter, so there is no need to report it to you."

Although Song Zhiyuan was the head of the family, his energy and thoughts were mostly focused on state affairs, which was a matter of hard work. Although the small family was also important, it was not a matter of sesame and green beans to report to him, otherwise he would have to be busy.

Song Ci ordered him first, but he did not report it.

Song Zhiyuan's eyebrows were a little loose, but Jiang Fulai said again: "There is another thing."

He hesitated a little and carefully glanced at Song Zhiyuan who was half-closing.

Song Zhiyuan felt something was wrong and glanced over and said, "Say."

"It was the eldest lady who asked Fang's mother to take the eldest lady's own and the sixth young master's horoscope, and asked Fang's mother's nephew to find a woman, and went to Jingyun Temple in the suburbs of Beijing to ask Master Chongli for money."

Song Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes and his cold eyes shot towards Jiang Fulai.

Jiang Fulai's body trembled and he crawled in the carriage.

Song Zhiyuan's sharp eyes rolled around him and said, "Why did the eldest lady suddenly have this idea? Can anyone come to the mansion to see you recently?"

Jiang Fulai shook his head: "There were no more than the eldest lady of Zhongyong Hou Mansion who brought her cousin to visit her two days ago. The eldest lady had this idea, probably because the eldest lady went to Songshan Temple to fulfill her vows and give, and the sixth young master returned to the main courtyard for a day, but was frightened and cold again."

Song Zhiyuan held his forehead, closed his eyes, and changed the topic: "What is the abnormal movement of the aunt on the third brother?"

"I'm very at ease. When the Sixth Young Master held the full moon banquet, the Grandma didn't let him come out to sit." Jiang Fulai also said about the full moon banquet.

When Song Zhiyuan heard this, he stopped asking more questions, but closed his eyes and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing this, Jiang Fulai took some more things to report. In the carriage, he asked one or two instructions and there was nothing else until he returned home.

"If you want to combine the eight characters, you can arrange the ending. Don't let someone find out which eight characters belong. The same goes for Jingxinguan." Song Zhiyuan ordered.

Jiang Fulai responded quickly and watched Song Zhiyuan get into the sedan chair and go to the second door. He bowed and took a few steps back, then went back to his home in the back street, and then passed the instructions from his eldest son. Seeing that he left for a big strode to do business, he sighed.

The moment the prime minister heard the combination of the eight characters, he was obviously angry, but he suppressed it again.

Song Zhiyuan returned to the main courtyard with his hands behind his back. Mrs. Song was already waiting under the corridor, looking forward to it. When she saw him, her eyes lit up.

Song Zhiyuan was in his prime. Seeing Mrs. Song like this, he obviously dressed up carefully. When he saw her, his eyes were shining, and his heart couldn't help but feel soft.

The young couple has been with him for twenty years, and the other party has sacrificed half his life to give birth to him. What can’t be overcome?

Song Zhiyuan smiled, walked over, and said, "It's already autumn, what are you doing? Didn't you agree to have a biconfinement period?"

He held her hand as he spoke.

This gentle whisper made Mrs. Song feel soft, as if she had drunk honey, her face was a little flushed and she was very happy.
Chapter completed!