New widow

"You're like this, and you're still here telling jokes." Mrs. Song Wu had already walked in. She shook her head and sighed when she heard this. Suqiao looked at Mrs. Song Wu: "If I don't tell a few jokes, you guys , all of them are looking sad, how can they live their lives like this?"

"Aunt Kuang." Song Zhen called out softly. Mrs. Song Wu put away the smile on her face and whispered to Su Qiao: "You are so courageous."

"Did you just recognize me today? Did you say this?" Su Qiao asked repeatedly. Mrs. Song Wu sighed more and more looking at Su Qiao's expression. Why did such a person encounter these things?

"Girl, a man named Zhang came outside and said he wanted to see the third wife." The maid came in and spoke respectfully to Song Zhen. Song Zhen frowned: "A man named Zhang?"

"I'm afraid it's Mr. Zhang." Su Qiao had finished drinking the ginseng soup, wiping the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, and said softly.

"What is he doing here now?" Song Zhen said to herself. Mrs. Song Wu knew some of their interactions with Su Du, Zhang Qing and others when they were outside, so Mrs. Song Wu also smiled: "Just go out See you, if you come here, maybe you want to ask questions and show concern."

"You are different now than before." After Song Zhen went out, Su Qiao said to Mrs. Song Wu. Mrs. Song Wu looked at Su Qiao: "What's different?"

"If it were originally, you wouldn't let Zhen'er go out to meet her husband alone." Su Qiao emphasized this point, and Mrs. Song Wu also laughed: "Originally, you lived by the rules, for fear of having your reputation damaged. Now, After going through many things, I discovered that if you take this reputation thing seriously, it is real; if you don’t take it seriously, then it is not real.”

Fame can only bind true gentlemen, and those villains often use reputation to manipulate others. Suqiao nodded: "That's right."

"Besides, who will remember these things in another ten years?" People in the capital come and go. It is not uncommon for a new rich today to be a prisoner tomorrow. If someone spreads his gossip today, he will be a prisoner tomorrow. There is fresh gossip circulating again. People come and go, but the ordinary people in the city live a pleasant life.

Song Zhen walked to the front of the hall and saw Zhang Qing standing there. Just as Song Zhen was about to step forward, Zhang Qing blinked. Song Zhen couldn't help but smile and said, "Why are you blinking?"

"Why are you coming out?" Zhang Qing's words contained surprise. Such surprise made Song Zhen raise her eyebrows: "Why, you don't want me to come out?"

"No, you are a woman who has not left the court, why are you allowed to come out to meet your foreign husband?" Zhang Qing's words made Song Zhen laugh: "Why didn't you say this when you were outside? Now, tell me What rules?"

"Back in the capital, it's naturally different from outside." Zhang Qing felt that Song Zhen looked better and better the more he looked at her, and the more he looked at her, Zhang Qing felt that his heart had fallen into Song Zhen's place and he couldn't take it back.

"We always have to go back. I don't like this capital." Song Zhen said what she thought of. Zhang Qing also nodded: "Yeah, you don't like this capital. I should have thought of it."

"Well, let's not talk about this. You came to see Aunt Kuang because of what happened today, right?" Song Zhen changed the topic, and Zhang Qing nodded heavily: "It is indeed because of Aunt Kuang's actions today. This Now, things have become very big, I'm afraid it won't be easy to attend class tomorrow."

"Aunt Kuang even rolled the nail board." Song Zhen whispered, Zhang Qing looked at her: "Master Kuang is always her father."

As soon as the word "father" came out of her mouth, Song Zhen couldn't help but sigh, "Father, father, is there such a father in the world?" Or should we say that all fathers in the world are actually like this, their gentleness and love are all just pretending.

"When you are a father in the future, you must not be like Mr. Kuang." Song Zhen said this without any other meaning, but Zhang Qing blushed when she heard it. Then Zhang Qing nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will definitely not be like Mr. Kuang." That way, you won’t abandon your wife and children just because of glory and wealth.”

After saying this, Zhang Qing's face turned redder and redder. Song Zhen also felt that these words were a little too deep, so Song Zhen remained silent until the maid brought the tea. Song Zhen picked up the tea and said, "You He is an official and knows many things, so tell me how to fight for a chance of survival in this matter."

"The only plan for now is to act according to the opportunity." Zhang Qing really thought about it but couldn't figure out how to solve it. Apart from acting according to the opportunity, it seemed that he had no other idea.

Song Zhen let out a long breath, as if she could get rid of the turbid breath in this way. How could such an unfair thing happen in this world? A woman was bullied, and it was extremely difficult to find justice for her. Because the person who bullied her was her husband.

Everyone says that a woman must depend on a man so that she can have someone to protect her from the wind and rain. But how many men can protect a woman from the wind and rain? Just take Song An, he married so many women and had many concubines, but he still allowed his wives to harm those concubines. If he didn't want men to take concubines, he would not let men take concubines. To humiliate these concubines, they actually said that this is a rule. Who made such a rule, and who benefited from it?

Anyway, Song Zhen felt that it was definitely not a woman who set these rules.

"Miss Song, don't be angry. I'm just a high-ranking official. I really can't help." Zhang Qing thought Song Zhen was angry with him because of what he said, so he hurriedly explained, but Song Zhen had already come to her senses: " I'm not angry, I just feel sorry for Aunt Kuang."

"Ms. Kuang's character is such that it's natural for you to feel sorry for her." Zhang Qing's words made Song Zhen sigh: "If Mr. Su is here, maybe I can ask for advice."

"I also wanted to go to Nanyang Marquis Mansion to visit him. I went there yesterday, but was blocked. They said he was ill and couldn't come out to see people. When he recovers, he will come to visit him." Zhang Qing answered honestly, Song Zhen's brows furrowed. It seemed that the Nanyang Marquis Mansion was very tightly guarded.

"Girl, it's almost dinner time." The maid walked in and said respectfully. Song Zhen looked at Zhang Qing and said, "How about we eat here."

If it were in that small courtyard, Zhang Qing would stay with a smile. After all, there seemed to be not so many rules in the small courtyard, but this time it was not that small courtyard, but the British government palace with strict rules. , Zhang Qing just stood up with a smile: "I'd better go home. My parents were so happy to see me back. These days, they are still making arrangements to marry me."

Zhang Qing is already twenty-six years old. At this age, other people's children are already eldest.