I am a ruler in troubled times

The Song family came to Lihua Village to live in seclusion, so naturally they didn't pay attention to ostentation, and they brought almost nothing into the village except wearing something that could prove their identity.

However, Lihua Village will become the place where the Song family temporarily settled down. Apart from the existence of squires, the most important thing is that the location is so remote that it is almost isolated from the outside world.

Even if you go to the nearest town, you have to work hard and never stop to come back that day. If you walk, you have to sleep in the wild for at least one night.

The Song family and the guards who escorted them separated near Songjia Village. In order to strengthen their persuasion, the Song family only brought a tattered small carriage and a skinny horse specially found.

Even Mrs. Song walked into Lihua Village with two legs.

Because of the sudden death of the squire, the three loyal servants did not dare to go to the town before finding out the situation in the village. These days, the Song family's food was exchanged with the squire's belongings mixed with copper coins and the villagers.

Not to mention that the squires were still in mourning, they always made a show of coming here in the name of defecting to their relatives, and even if they wanted to exchange some meat, the villagers couldn't bring it out.

The only thing on the whole table that could touch something meaty was Song Peiyu and Song Jingjue, each with bowls of egg custard in front of them.

The girl's immature and sharp voice has not completely dissipated, and the hands of the fourth lady who have been tossed by Sister Yue without any impatience have already raised their hands in the air, making a gesture to hit them, but they still can't bear to really drop them.

The fifth lady quickly grabbed the fourth lady's hand, "Fourth sister-in-law! Sister Yue is still young."

The fourth lady's eyes flashed with water, and she patted the back of Sister Yue, who had already hid in her arms and was sobbing, after she vented her emotions, and wiped away her tears.

Song Peiyu and Song Jingjue looked at the custard in front of them with the same eyes, and next to their ears were the sobs of the fourth wife, mother and daughter, one after another.

Song Peiyu only glanced at it, then turned her attention to Aunt Liu's hand again, dipped a clean jade stick into the ointment from Yinbao, and carefully applied it to the wound.

Although Song Jingjue was two years older than Song Peiyu, he didn't have Song Peiyu's good concentration. He broke away from the second lady's hand that was holding his arm, walked around quickly, and put the egg custard in front of him on Sister Yue. Over there, clumsily coaxing people, "Sister Yue, don't cry, eat custard today, and it will be delicious in a few days."

Sister Yue timidly raised her head and glanced at Song Jingjue, then retracted her pursed mouth into the arms of the Fourth Madam.

"Brother Jue doesn't need to pay attention to the nonsense she said with a greedy child's mouth. It's because I didn't teach her well. Take it back quickly." The fourth lady forced a smile at Song Jingjue, and with a somber face pulled sister Yue out of the house. She pulled it out of her arms, knelt down towards the old lady together with Sister Yue, and confessed her mistake with shame on her face, "Sister Yue's behavior has shamelessly offended mother, please give mother a light sentence, I will definitely discipline you strictly when I go back."

Mrs. Song seemed to be fascinated by the unsightly dishes on the table, and she didn't even give the mother and daughter a look.

Fifth Madam opened her mouth, her pleading eyes fell on Song Peiyu.

Everyone in the Song family knew that since the old Patriarch passed away, there were only three men who could influence the old lady's decision.

One is Song Jinyu, the eldest son who entrusted all her expectations and pride, the other is Song Jingming, her eldest grandson, and the last one is Song Peiyu, who has never said a word except to ask Yinbao to get medicine for Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu lowered her head deeply. She is an honest person. The most outrageous thing she has ever done in her life was when the eldest lady was crazy and pointed at her son as her own son, she wanted Song Peiyu to follow the old patriarch's order. The concubine becomes the new patriarch's legitimate son.

With her soft personality, even if she is injured, she will definitely persuade the old lady to make big things into small things at this time.

But Song Peiyu was unwilling, so she naturally wanted to listen to her son.

Song Peiyu raised her head and met Mrs. Shang Wu's gaze, with a hint of doubt in her black and white eyes.

The Fifth Madam opened her mouth, and saw the broken bowl on the ground and the wound on Aunt Liu's hand, she didn't feel ashamed to speak, and took the initiative to look away.

Song Peiyu's eyes naturally fell on Sister Fang, who was frightened since Sister Yue's quarrel, who was sitting on the stool in a daze, pointed to the bowl of custard left in front of her and said, "Sister Fang, what is the bowl of custard?" you."

The look in Sister Fang's eyes dimmed as soon as it lit up, and she moved back on the stool violently, shaking her head like a rattle, which was extremely unsuitable for a lady of aristocratic family.

The second wife, who was still sulking, found out that her daughter was seriously frightened by the mad Sister Yue, and hugged Sister Fang in her arms distressedly.

"She is just a glutton. It doesn't matter if she eats or not. You are always weak, and you have to worry about family affairs when you come here. You should make up for it. Unfortunately, there is really nothing good in this poor country." The second lady declined Song Peiyu's kindness. At the same time, he didn't forget to scratch his own stick.

Song Peiyu got up and put the egg custard with a shallow bowl bottom in front of Sister Fang who was peeking at him, and said with a light smile, "I won't fall ill without this mouthful, I can't satisfy my cravings, let Sister Fang be by my side Watch."

The second lady opened her eyebrows when she heard the words, let go of her daughter and nodded almost invisible.

Sister Fang suddenly laughed, and seemed to have forgotten all the previous fright, and said sweetly, "Thank you Uncle Seven."

The old lady beckoned Aunt Liu back to sit beside her, still unwilling to look at the fourth lady who was still kneeling on the ground with an embarrassing face, and said coldly, "It's really your mother's fault for not teaching the child well, Aliuyin Because of your fault, you are hurt, and before she recovers from her injury, you will do for her what she was originally asked to do."

The fourth lady smiled even more reluctantly, "Of course, it's just that sister Yue is still young and suddenly changed to a familiar place. If she never sees me, I'm afraid she will cry, and I don't dare to take her with me when I'm doing work. In case She bumped into herself mischievously, and I..."

The old madam didn't know whether it was intentional or not, she just interrupted the fourth madam here, "Your second sister-in-law will not be idle if she wants to take care of Sister Fang, so Sister Yue will ask your younger siblings to take care of her and teach her how to behave."

The old lady has been in charge of the family for many years, and her words are the final word, which cannot be refuted.

The fourth lady couldn't say anything except Ying Yes.

When everyone was seated again, Song Peiyu asked the old lady, "There are still a few eggs left in the house. Before Yinbao comes back from town, I will cook one every day and distribute it to Sister Fang and Sister Yue. What does mother want?"

"At first I felt sorry for you and Brother Jue who were growing up, so I wanted to share it with you, but I didn't expect that Sister Fang and Sister Yue were the most greedy." Mrs. Song waved her hand and picked up the chopsticks again. , "It's because I didn't think about it, so I will do as you said."

With such twists and turns, the already tasteless meals are even more like chewing wax.

As soon as the old lady put down her chopsticks, Song Peiyu brought Song Jingjue back to the front yard with depression written on her face.

According to Song Jinyu's arrangement, Song Peiyu and Song Jingjue would listen to Lao Meng's talk about the secrets of the family in the morning, and practice martial arts with Jin Bao in the afternoon.

In the evening, Yinbao will touch their bones to prevent them from practicing martial arts too much, and they will not have suitable tonics around them, which will damage their bodies instead.

In short, even if it is incognito, the family's courses can be reduced but not without it.

Lao Meng's course is still at the most elementary stage, and he simply and rudely tells them that the world is divided into seven parts, which countries are they, where these countries are distributed, and which families are among them.

These most basic things alone are enough to give Song Peiyu and Song Jingjue a headache.

In particular, no matter what Lao Meng said, his speech was so fast that his voice was barely audible. Song Peiyu and Song Jingjue couldn't keep up if they were distracted for a while. feel sleepy.

"Brother Jue, where did I say that the former wife of General Jianwei, Luo Shi, came from?" Only when he was asking questions, Lao Meng's eyes that seemed to never open were particularly lively.

Song Jingjue, who was still thinking about the dinner table, was stunned. He subconsciously looked at Song Peiyu next to him. As soon as he made a move, he heard Lao Meng's tone suddenly increased, "Brother Jue?"

Song Jingjue blurted out, "Nanqi Luoshi!"

Song Peiyu, who was gesturing under the table for the blind man, sighed silently.

Lao Meng's eyelids drooped again, and he spoke quickly and softly, as if the unusualness just now was the illusion of Song Peiyu and Song Jingjue.

"Since Brother Jue is not in the mood to listen today, I'll come back tonight." Lao Meng cupped his hands at Song Peiyu and left the room without a sound.

The task given to him by the Patriarch is to treat Master Qi as his master, and no matter what happens, Master Qi will be the main one, including the explanations on weekdays, Song Jingjue is just an extra.

Song Peiyu couldn't help but support her forehead, wondering whether to praise Lao Meng for his carefulness.

On the first day of class, I discovered Song Peiyu's sleepiness that he tried to hide. He showed up in Song Peiyu's room on time at night, and told Song Peiyu to tell Song Peiyu without any psychological pressure. If Song Peiyu was sleepy, just sleep.

Song Peiyu felt that he was able to become the person whose sleep was least affected after changing the environment, and Lao Meng definitely contributed a lot.

"General Jianwei's original wife, Mrs. Luo, is the daughter of a bodyguard family, and his second wife is Mrs. Nanqi Mu." Song Peiyu added water to Song Jingjue while talking, and went to the long table on the other side to practice calligraphy.

In the carriages they brought into the village, except for close-fitting clothes and emergency medical materials, most of them were the Four Treasures of the Study.

Song Peiyu occasionally woke up in the middle of the night, only thinking about Lao Meng's strictness in explaining the secrets of the aristocratic family and these four treasures of the study that take up space and are not practical can give him some comfort.

If Song Jinyu didn't have the confidence to reunite in the future, there was no need to make extra arrangements.

Song Jingjue seemed to have lice growing on his body, changing his sitting posture over and over again, and finally just circled around Song Peiyu who was standing in front of the long table practicing calligraphy, almost writing on his forehead 'I have something to say, please ask me quickly. '

However, for Song Peiyu who often lay in bed for ten days and a half months to recuperate when she was young, the most important thing she lacked was concentration and patience.

It wasn't until the last word was written that Song Peiyu looked at Song Jingjue who was not only two years older than him, but also taller than him by the whole head, "What's the matter?"

Song Jingjue paused, put his hands behind his back reservedly, "No"

"Oh." Song Peiyu carried the dried paper on the front of her body, and reached for the writing brush she had just put down.

"Seventh uncle!" Song Jingjue grabbed Song Peiyu's wrist with quick eyes and hands, his eyebrows almost flew into his temples, and he squeezed into the pitiful gap between the long table and Song Peiyu.

Song Peiyu had to take two steps back in order to avoid the pressure brought by the height difference.

"Sister Yue suddenly started to make a fuss today, did my aunt teach it on purpose?" Song Jingjue's voice was soft and fast, which was well learned from Lao Meng.

Song Peiyu's eyes stayed on Song Jingjue's broad and full forehead, and asked, "Is this important?"

Song Jingjue subconsciously wanted to say something important, but he couldn't open his mouth after meeting Song Peiyu's black and white eyes.

He is about the same age as Song Peiyu and Song Jingming, and they grew up together.

Countless painful experiences made Song Jingjue understand that in terms of brains, he will probably never be able to compare with these two people.

Therefore, among the people who came to Lihua Village, he was obviously the oldest male, but everyone agreed that Song Peiyu was the one who made the decision. Although Song Jingjue was full of frustration, but at the same time, he also felt "so true" relieved.

Before Song Jingjue could figure it out, Jin Bao came in quietly from the door carrying a pot of hot tea.

Tea is brought from home, and what was commonplace in the past is now the only enjoyment.

Jinbao thoughtfully waited for Song Peiyu to finish drinking tea before saying something that would affect Song Peiyu's mood, "When Yinbao went to exchange food with the villagers in the morning, the villagers all said that there was not much food left in their house, and they were not as happy as before."

Song Jingjue and Song Peiyu spoke at the same time.

"They don't change?"

"They want to raise prices."

Song Jingjue's brows twitched fiercely, and suddenly he became determined not to admit defeat, and stared at Jin Bao with burning eyes.

Jin Bao's waist was pressed down by two inches, "Yinbao spent some extra copper coins on his own initiative, and exchanged for five days' rations."

Once again proving that Song Peiyu was right, Song Jingjue calmed down instead, and after a moment of contemplation, he spoke again, with the arrogance unique to aristocratic families, "As long as those foolish people are obedient, some copper coins will not hinder anything."

Before the words fell, Song Jingjue, who had calmed down before a stick of incense, made another effort, "Seventh Uncle! Why are you touching my head again?"

Song Peiyu withdrew her hand with a smile on her face, hiding the regret in her heart very well, and today she didn't understand what Song Jingjue was pretending to be.

Jin Bao turned a blind eye to the turbulent tide between the uncle and nephew, stared at his toes and said, "Uncle Song has hundreds of acres of land in the village. Originally, the villagers were paid for spring plowing and autumn harvest every year, and let the villagers do the work for them. Now the spring plowing is just around the corner. When I went to contact the villagers, no one would give me permission."

"They still want to raise the price? They are greedy and unscrupulous people." Song Jingjue is now learning and selling, and temporarily put aside the hatred of 'touching the head'.

Song Peiyu thought more about it. Combined with the fact that the original owners of these lands had both died young and never remarried, the sudden appearance of the Song family in Lihua Village may have caused 'public anger'.

Asking Jin Bao that there is more than half a month before the latest spring plowing date that will not affect the harvest, Song Peiyu decided to let this matter go.

He only explained that Yin Bao went to the town to buy in the afternoon, and sold the skinny horse in the backyard, no matter how much money was added, and returned with a strong green cow.