The rebirth of the son-in-law

Song Zhi woke up three days later.During the period, Princess Xianning didn't see anyone except for a few glances at the beginning to show that she cared about Song Zhi, the son-in-law.However, there are quite a few maids in Princess Xianning's Mansion, Song Zhi opened his eyes and immediately someone went out to call the Imperial Physician over.

A white-haired old man in his fifties and sixties came over with a medicine box, and wanted to touch Song Zhi's hand with a friendly face, but Song Zhi shrank away like a snake and refused to let him touch it.The old man looked helplessly at Junjun, the head of the court lady, and Junjun said tactfully, "My son-in-law, the Imperial Physician wants to feel your pulse."

Knowing that the old man was an insider, Song Zhi blinked and stretched out his hand.After the diagnosis, the Imperial Physician Cheng sighed, stroked his beard and said: "My son-in-law, your health is too bad, if the princess hadn't given you a sigh of relief with the ginseng rewarded by your majesty, I'm afraid you would have returned to hell. But now it’s all right, Liangxiang Hou just sent a thousand-year-old ganoderma lucidum, a long white ginseng, and some rare supplements, you only need to cultivate for a few months, and you will be able to recover.”

Song Zhi nodded, and said, "Thank you." The hoarse voice startled her.

The Imperial Physician comforted him: "The son-in-law has not recovered from the cold, and was frightened again. After working for many days and sleeping for three days, it is inevitable that he will feel uncomfortable just after waking up. I will leave first and go to make medicine for the son-in-law."

"Thank you, Imperial Physician." Song Zhi blinked.She was a little dizzy and a little hungry, but Junjun was considerate and immediately served the porridge, which was still steaming.

Song Zhi was halfway through, when Junjun came to report that someone had come to visit her.

Song Zhi was curious: "Who?"

"It's Zhang Zuojian from Tingwei's Mansion. He has come twice, once yesterday and again today. But yesterday the princess said that you are unconscious and inconvenient to see guests, so she let him go back."

"Zhang Shuque?" Song Zhi hissed, a little hesitant.She didn't want to see Zhang He a little bit, but she also wanted to see him a little bit.I don't want to see him because Zhang He will stimulate her every time we meet, but I want to see him because Zhang He looks pretty good, with a very attractive temperament, and he looks a bit better than the creamy boy on TV.

"If the son-in-law doesn't want to see him, the servants will go back to him and say that the son-in-law is still awake."

Junjun's idea was good, but Song Zhi thought about it, she could hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day of the junior high school, it's impossible for her not to see anyone for a few months, right?Besides, the more she hides, Zhang He may become more suspicious of her.She sat up holding the quilt and made a decision: "Help me comb my hair."

It was not the first time for Zhang He to visit Princess Xianning's mansion, but this was the first time he visited as a guest of the son-in-law during the day.He is still dressed plainly today, without official seal or uniform, like a scholar visiting a friend on a study tour.

He was welcomed into a pure and peaceful garden with the word "Wutong" inscribed on it.The garden is quite large, located in the northeast corner, and there are many flowers and plants planted in it. He can vaguely recognize some of them, all of which are drought-tolerant, but there are a few snow plums in excellent growth, which have not yet bloomed.It should open this year, when there will be a sea of ​​fragrant snow and pleasant scenery.

After passing through the plum blossoms, there is a spacious yard behind, and then a house with simple decoration.He couldn't believe it, after all, he heard that Song Fang was still favored, how could he live in such a place, like a cold palace.

When the people inside heard the maid calling the door, they came out to greet them.A frail young man was dressed in black and red clothes, his hair was combed neatly, and he was wearing a small crown. The man who was half a head shorter than him was hidden in the loose clothes, which looked empty and extremely thin.The skin on his face was fat, but his short breath and bloodless face made him frown, not to mention seeing her panting after only a few steps, Zhang He softened his heart and went up to her.

After the two met the ceremony, Zhang He said with emotion: "The son-in-law is still weak and sick to this day, the minister is nagging and clean, and the son-in-law welcomes him, it is a death penalty!"

Song Zhi smiled politely: "Zhang Zuo Jian took time out of his busy schedule to be concerned, even though it was Qiu Han, it was very warm in his heart to let him go. It's just a minor ailment, and it's not a serious problem. It's still a few steps away. Zhang Zuo Jian, Please come in."

"Please, son-in-law." Zhang Heli gave way.

Song Zhi laughed loudly, grabbed his hand and walked inside, saying: "You and I don't want to invite here, today is just a reunion of old friends, don't be polite!"

Zhang He's eyes fell on Song Zhi's hand that was grasping his arm. Song Zhi's skin was delicate, thin and tendoned due to illness, and he seemed to be able to see the blood flowing in the blood vessels.The place where he was caught instantly seemed to be on fire. It penetrated under the skin along the clothes, and was scalded by the blood, causing the whole arm to become hot.

Fortunately, after entering the door, Song Zhi withdrew his hand.He stared at his hand in darkness, his eyelashes trembled, looked up at Song Zhi walking to the seat, lowered his eyelids and looked back.

Song Zhi used to watch Song Qian or the ancient men in TV dramas who would grab each other's hands and pull them in as long as they showed affinity. I tried it just now and felt weird.Zhang He's wrist is not slender, she can feel strength in it.Zhang He is not the kind of frail Confucian scholar, he is probably a gentleman with six arts.

She turned her back and couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of her mouth, feeling that she was holding Zhang He's hand a little bit angrily, after all, she is now a handsome boy with red lips and white teeth.

"Cough, son-in-law..."

The person behind called her, and she put on a righteous expression, turned her head and said, "Uncle Que, since you and I are reunited as old friends, I don't want the son-in-law to come, and the left supervisor is gone. You call me Gongkuan, I call Your uncle."

Zhang He hesitated, cupped his hands and said, "There is a difference between upper and lower, isn't this appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate?" Song Zhi decided generously, "I think it's quite appropriate!"

Prince Consort Prince is just an idle job, according to later generations, it is just a name for the door, let alone without any power, even in the princess mansion, unfavored consorts can be bullied by powerful slaves, this kind of thing It is not uncommon in the past dynasties.However, Song Zhiyi has a special status, she has a family as her backer, and she also has an official of Erqianshi Yingchuan prefect, besides, she was a modern person, her sense of superiority and inferiority is not so obvious. The reputation of paying attention to details.

Don't say that reputation is not important, in ancient times, celebrities were very important.Song Zhi's "celebrity demeanor" made Zhang He feel a lot better about her, and when he spoke, he didn't feel the tension he felt towards Shangguan.

"Song Mengxue, a famous scholar from Luoyang, came out of the Song family. Everyone praises him as a noble scholar, but they don't know that Gongleng is even better. The Song family is a model of scholars, and we only know it now."

Song Zhi didn't take Zhang He's flattery seriously, and after serving tea with Junjun, he went straight to the point and said, "Shu Que didn't come to visit me today, he came to flatter me, right?"

"Dare to teach Gongkuan." Zhang He took the fragrant tea and put it aside, stared at her, and smiled. "Actually, besides visiting Gongkuan, He still has some questions and wants to ask Gongkuan for advice."

"Oh?" Song Zhi raised his eyebrows, sat up straight, and Shi Shiran said, "I don't know what's going on? If it's some Confucian classics, then I can't tell."

Zhang He shook his head and said, "No. He just wanted to ask, has Gong Kuan visited Situ Gong?"

Song Zhi said with a smile: "I was in a coma for three days before waking up, not to mention visiting my father, even leaving the garden."

"He went to see Mr. Situ."

Song Zhi didn't understand what he meant, she rolled her eyes, trying to see something on Zhang He's face, but she couldn't see anything.She thought, she shouldn't show her curiosity about Zhang He too much, she might as well talk to him, since Zhang He came here most likely to investigate the case.

"I heard that my father is awake?"

"Yes, I woke up the next day." Zhang He didn't go around in circles, and said straightforwardly, "He asked Mr. Situ about the male corpse. You know, what did Mr. Situ say?" His eyes were piercing. Showing a confidence that he is sure of winning, he looked directly at Song Zhi without blinking.

Song Zhi was taken aback by him.Anyone who is stared at by a man will feel hairy.She picked up the tea, avoided Zhang He's eyes, and said calmly, "What did you say?"

But Zhang He mentioned another thing: "Song Mengxue is missing. Among the seven corpses in 210, there was no Song Mengxue. The Marquis of Liangxiang asserted that Song Mengxue was among those corpses."

Song Zhi was really surprised, she put down the teacup, stared at Zhang He: "Shu Que really mean this?"

"nature."

Didn't Song Qian make the fire himself?Then why did Song Min disappear?Song Min is now the only male in the Song family who is qualified to be the heir. Once Song Fang died, Song Qian burned his body and wiped out all traces to keep the family business, but if all the heirs died, then the Song family would be doomed no matter how powerful it was.

Zhang He saw that she was silent for a long time, the surprise on his face was not hypocrisy, he changed his mind, and the topic was brought to Song Qian again: "Situ Gong said that the disfigured male corpse is his child."

Song Fang?Or Song Min?There is no reason for Song Min. If Song Min disappeared or died, why bother to ruin his appearance?Song Min adopted Song Xu, and Song Qian said it was his child, which was out of courtesy.That is to say, that man is most likely Song Fang.

Song Zhi's face turned pale and blue, the news Zhang He brought her contained too much information.In any case, Song Qian's admission that the male corpse was an heir of the Song family was a foolish move.So many people died, not only did not destroy all the evidence, but also let the people of the Tingwei Mansion follow this line to investigate.

Seeing the unpredictable changes in her face, Zhang He didn't say a word, just lowered his eyes and stared at the bright green tea cup, as if he could see the flowers in the thin jade tea cup.

"Oh, if that's the case, feel sorry for my elder brother." Song Zhi endured the discomfort and sighed.Even more pitiful for those two hundred lives!Song Qian had blood on his hands for the sake of the Song family. How innocent are those people?She wanted to keep the Song family and herself, but she didn't want to die, so those people died for her.

"The matter has not yet come to light, and the truth is still unknown. Don't worry too much about Gongkuan, maybe Meng Xue is not dead." Zhang He raised his head and said sincerely, "As soon as there is new news, He will come to visit again. Gongkuan is not in good health , let’s take a good rest. He still has important work to do, so I’ll take my leave first.”

Song Zhi got up to see them off, and the two walked to the door in silence, just as Princess Xianning and her party came in from outside, and the princess's Cheng Bai Liu followed behind, step by step.

Song Zhi and Zhang He bowed to Princess Xianning. Princess Xianning glanced at Song Zhi with an ugly face, then looked at Zhang He's calm face, and suddenly smiled: "Is the son-in-law going to see off guests? Exactly, I heard Master Situ woke up today, and Bengong happened to come to ask his son-in-law to visit with him."

The author has something to say: Song Qian (Situ Gong) Song Xu (Liangxianghou)

Song Fang (word Gongkuan) Song Min (word Meng Xue)

Chu He (Princess) Song Zhi (Consort)

Dou Tu (recorder) Yu Du (word old year, family order)

Bai Liu (Jia Cheng) Ming An (Zhong Hou)

Zhang He (word Shuque) Chu Shu (Prince)

Chu Lang (King of Changsha) Chu Yan (Princess Princess)

Chu You (Prince) Chu Xiu (Prince)

A[-], B[-], C[-]... (White Clothes Order)

Jiao Yong, fifth son, Song Jian father and son (not important)

Feng Ma, Jun Jun, Qing Nu (attendant)