My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

Pei Huaizhi married the daughter of the General Guarding the Country Mansion. Half of the army of the General Guarding the Country Mansion was stationed in the border, and the other half was in Nanjing.

Pei Huaizhi is the son-in-law of the General Guarding the Country. With this relationship, when he acts in Jiangnan, no matter they are the aristocratic families or the local tyrants, they will be wary of him. Moreover, Pei Huaizhi has outstanding abilities and is very good at understanding people's hearts. Looking at the entire court, I am afraid there is no second person like him.

The Emperor of Wei and the cabinet then decided on Pei Huaizhi.

The formalities were completed quickly and the document from the Ministry of Personnel came down that same day, promoting Pei Huaizhi to be the Deputy Director of the Jiangnan Division of the Thirteenth Qingli Division of the Ministry of Revenue. He entered the Ministry of Revenue to observe government affairs for a month, and after thoroughly understanding the taxation situation in Jiangnan, he immediately took up his post.

Pei Huai's official career was not long enough if you really counted it, but he was promoted exceptionally because of his strong abilities.

Pei Huaizhi did not come out of the palace until after noon. After returning to the mansion, he went straight back to Chunhe Hall.

Chunhe Hall was very quiet, and there was no sign of Song Qingcheng.

"What about people!"

He asked Shuqi, who was his personal attendant.

Shuqi slapped his head and remembered that today was the day for the third brother to return home.

"Today, grandma is returning to her parents' home. She probably went back to the general's mansion according to the rules."

"Why didn't you remind me!"

Pei Huaizhi frowned, and his tone did not reveal any emotion.

Shuqi was a little speechless. He had no idea what to say. This time, the matter of the door had made others concerned, but he had forgotten it completely. He secretly said a few sad words and said respectfully, "It was my fault."

For such a big event as Sanchao's return home, Song Qingcheng didn't even send anyone to look for him, or find someone to find him.

If he knew, he would have returned to the yamen earlier.

Pei Huaizhi thought that Song Qingcheng must be afraid that it would delay his work in the court, which was really considerate.

"Ready your horse!"

"okay!"

Shuqi ran away quickly. It was rare that the master actually cared about the affairs of the household.

*

Pei Huaizhi quickly arrived at the general's residence, and as expected, there was no one to greet him at the door.

When the servant saw Pei Huaizhi hurriedly bowed, he hurried to deliver the letter to the general and his wife.

When Song Qingcheng was putting a crystal shrimp meatball into her mouth, she heard the servant's message.

The meatball slid off the chopsticks with a snap, and rolled down the table to the ground with a bounce. Because it rolled down from a high place, it had greater elasticity and bounced onto a pair of black boots before stopping.

Song Qingcheng didn't care about the dropped shrimp balls. She was still wondering in her heart that Pei Huaizhi didn't come back and forth in her previous life, but things changed in this life.

Song Qingcheng maintained this dazed posture.

Pei Huaizhi glanced at Song Qingcheng indifferently.

There was nothing wrong with the look, but she could see resentment in it.

Pei Huaizhi smiled in his heart, and slowly moved aside the crystal shrimp balls that fell at his feet to avoid dirtying his shoes. Then he put his hands together and bowed deeply to General Song, "My son-in-law is late, please don't blame me, father-in-law."

General Song looked at Pei Huaizhi so respectfully, and actually liked him very much in his heart, "No problem, business comes first, sit down."

"Huaizhi, it's time for lunch."

Mrs. Song looked very gentle. She asked in a warm voice. Without waiting for Pei Huaizhi to answer, she had people prepare bowls and chopsticks, and also ordered people to prepare a few hot dishes.

Pei Huaizhi sat at the dining table in a relaxed manner.

Song Qingcheng felt a little uncomfortable, but after all, her parents were around, and if she didn't act warm enough, she was afraid that her parents would worry.

I did some mental preparation.

Ahem, cleared throat.

"Husband!"

Song Qingcheng called out in a delicate voice, which not only made Song Qingcheng herself tremble, but even Pei Huaizhi, who was talking about court affairs with General Song, couldn't help but look at her deeply.

Pei Huaizhi looked at Song Qingcheng, whose attitude had changed drastically, with a half-smile: "Why, Manman?" If he remembered correctly, Song Qingcheng's nickname was these two words.

The person who said it sounded calm, but the person who heard it really blushed. Did Pei Huaizhi take the wrong medicine? Why was he so abnormal?

Pei Huaizhi twitched the corner of his mouth and admitted that he had some intention of teasing her.

Pei Huaizhi's eyes were so beautiful and deep that Song Qingcheng felt guilty when he looked at her. She had wanted to show her closeness to Pei Huaizhi in front of her father and mother, but now he had seen through her plan and her mind was working fast.

She picked up a spicy and sour chicken foot and put it in the bowl in front of him. "My husband, try it. This chicken foot is the most spicy and sour, and it is very refreshing."

Song Qingcheng remembered that Pei Huaizhi couldn't eat anything spicy.

She looked at Pei Huaizhi with innocence and expectation, as if to see what Pei Huaizhi would do.

Song Qingcheng didn't know that Pei Huaizhi had already noticed her foxy look.

He took the chicken feet from her calmly and started eating them, looking very elegant.

Song Qingcheng curled her lips, feeling it was boring, and just to get the job done, she picked up a few light dishes for him.

Mrs. Song watched the two men interacting and felt more and more that they were a perfect match, so she felt relieved. However, General Song beside her did not think so. After all, General Song was a commander and had seen all kinds of tricks. He thought that the relationship between his daughter and son-in-law was not as good as they appeared, but there was a long way to go, and as the two of them got along for a long time in the future, they would understand each other and would surely become close friends.

*

After the meal, Pei Huaizhi played chess with General Song, while Song Qingcheng leaned on Madam Song's shoulder and chatted.

"Who's winning"

Song Qingcheng looked at the chessboard. Song Qingcheng was also quite good at chess.

"Dad, you'll lose in a few moves."

'"A true gentleman watches chess without saying a word," said General Song.

"Fine!"

Sure enough, after Pei Huaizhi, who was holding the white pieces, made a few moves, he saw that the black pieces, which were killing all around, were suddenly cut off from under the cauldron and were still in a slump.

"Cough cough!"

General Song pretended to be casual and said, "Is there a way to solve it?"

Song Qingcheng curled her lips and said, "Didn't you ask me to be a gentleman?"

"My dear husband, please let me lose a piece."

Song Qingcheng looked slightly provocative. Based on his understanding, Pei Huaizhi was a serious gentleman and would definitely not reject her.

She was about to raise her hand.

"I dare not!" Pei Huai refused.

Song Qingcheng's slender white fingers were still holding a chess piece, which was choked on the spot, and she felt as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly.

How could this person be like this? It's so disrespectful!

"Hahahaha!" At this time, General Song burst into a hearty laugh.

"Finally there is someone in Cheng'er who can cure you. Your father is very pleased!"

Song Qingcheng was both angry and amused. This was so different from the Pei Huaizhi he was familiar with.

"Why are you like this?"

"I just want you to be a gentleman."

General Song looked on from the side and said, "This feels a bit like a young married couple."

"I lost. It's getting late. Let's go back!"

General Song said.

Indeed, the sun was setting and it was already late. Mrs. Song prepared some of Song Qingcheng's favorite food and clothes, and loaded them into the carriage in large and small bags.

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law, goodbye!"

Pei Huaizhi bowed respectfully.

*

Song Qingcheng seemed to be still not satisfied, "Daddy and mommy, I will come back often!"

Mrs. Song was afraid and patted Song Qingcheng's hand, "Let's go!"

Outside the house!

Song Qingcheng got on the carriage. Pei Huaizhi came on horseback, and his attendant led the horse to Pei Huaizhi.

But I heard him say, "Take the blood back and I'll make a carriage for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain on the carriage was lifted.

"Third Master, don't ride back on horseback!"

Song Qingcheng asked directly. The carriage was originally very spacious, but after Pei Huaizhi came in, Song Qingcheng felt it was very cramped.

Pei Huaizhi's voice had a unique clarity that broke the silence in the carriage.

"You seem to be deliberately distancing yourself from me. What are you afraid of from me?"

Three days after their marriage, this was already the third time Pei Huaizhi asked her.

Complex emotions instantly filled her chest. She instinctively wanted to escape from everything in her past life, but Pei Huaizhi could always easily stir up the bitterness in her heart.

In his previous life, Pei Huaizhi went out early and came back late, devoting all his heart to government affairs. There was no place left for him in her heart. He came and left in a hurry, day after day, year after year. His tone was always gentle and distant, and then he left her with a back that could never be touched.

In her previous life, Pei Huaizhi had never stayed for her. Even when she gave birth to two sons for him and suffered difficult labor, he was not by her side.

She was no longer willing to pretend to be magnanimous and virtuous. These compliments were like a knife that cut her into pieces, leaving her body completely scarred.

"Hey!"

Song Qingcheng felt extremely complicated, but she couldn't talk to him. Pei Huaizhi in front of her had not experienced a past life. Even if she had a lot of resentment, it was like hitting cotton. There was no solution.

Song Qingcheng lowered her head slightly, and Pei Huaizhi couldn't see her expression clearly. From his perspective, her dense long street looked like a butterfly in spring.

After a while.

Pei Huaizhi just heard Song Qingcheng slowly speaking, "Maybe it's because we've been married for too short a time, I'm not used to it yet."

Pei Huaizhi was a man of few words, and the two of them didn't speak a word along the way.

Just when Song Qingcheng was about to lose patience, the carriage stopped steadily at the Duke's Mansion.

Pei Huaizhi got off the carriage first and stood beside it with his hands outstretched, waiting for Song Qingcheng to get off.

The person is good-looking and his hands are also beautiful.

Song Qingcheng paused instinctively upon seeing this, but she did not withdraw her hand, as that would have made her seem a little pretentious.

She gently placed her hand in Pei Huaizhi's big palm and got off the carriage.

"Thank you, Third Master!"

Pei Huaizhi looked polite again, which was very different from the cunning Song Qingcheng in the General's Mansion.

"go in"

The two walked in front and behind each other. Pei Huaizhi had just entered the Ministry of Revenue and had many things to deal with, so he went straight to the study.

Song Qingcheng also went straight back to Jinghetang.

She asked someone to deliver the things she brought back to the small warehouse. After she washed up, she wanted to rest.

Song Qingcheng, lying on the bed, was a little insomniac.

She was thinking about how he and Pei Huaizhi should get along. What happened to her parents in her previous life had always been a knot in her heart.

It was obvious that the Emperor of Wei was already wary of the Song family. If he wanted to break the impasse, he would have to rely on Pei Huaizhi, but now she couldn't be in a good mood towards him.

This is where things get contradictory.

When Song Qingcheng was puzzled, she heard the voice of Nanny Zhang greeting her outside. It was Pei Huaizhi.

She got up.

Wait for Pei Huaizhi to come in.

"Third Master!"

Pei Huaizhi was in the study room finishing up some paperwork. He thought that the day when he would take up his new post would be approaching soon, so he should tell her.

"Third Master, do you have anything to say?"

Song Qingcheng sat on the stool next to him.

"The taxes of Jiangnan have been delayed in being paid to the imperial court. Today, I am promoted to the position of Deputy Director of the Jiangnan Qingli Division."

Song Qingcheng thought that she had known it early in her previous life, but if she remembered correctly, the time of his promotion was brought forward. Could it be that all the things in her previous life were brought forward?

Then will the confiscation of the General’s Mansion happen in advance?

Pei Huaizhi saw that Song Qingcheng was absent-minded again. She seemed to be particularly fond of being absent-minded, as if she was hiding many unknown secrets.

Pei Huaizhi began to tap the tabletop with his fingers, neither lightly nor heavily.

Song Qingcheng forced out a smile, "Congratulations, Third Master."

Pei Huaizhi didn't know what he felt.

It seems that he doesn't want to listen to her perfunctory words!

"You don't have anything you want to tell me"