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In the willow garden, the branches hang down and sprout green shoots.The spring breeze is warm and everything is revived.

A pair of soft-soled embroidered shoes walked unhurriedly on the bluestone slab, with a plain shopping basket, and occasionally turned his head to avoid the extended willow branches. After walking dozens of steps, there was a moon cave, shaped like a full moon.

Looking out, there is a pond and water pavilion, and there is a pavilion by the lake.

Song Mi Niang stopped in front of the gate of the moon cave, and leaned forward to look out. There was no one around, so she came out.

But just halfway off the cloth covering the basket, I heard footsteps coming from far and near.

At least three people are coming here.

Song Mi Niang's misty eyes flashed through struggling, looked at the lake not far away, and then stared at the direction of the sound, thinking from the bottom of her heart.

She just wanted to feed the fish, and she didn't do anything wrong, so why was she afraid of being discovered.Even if it is seen, it will be fine.

After pumping herself up, Song Mi Niang bit her lip and made up her mind.

……

Qiu Zhishu looked at the Qiming Pavilion that Song Jin had arranged for her. The room was quite big and nice, and it was obvious that Song Jin had put his heart into it.

But the fly in the ointment is that the place where Song Jin lives is still a bit far away, so he turned his head and blinked, and discussed with her: "Can I... live with you."

Song Jin didn't wait to speak, and the people below looked at each other, as if they had seen a ghost.

For a moment, I don't know if this person is naive and ignorant of the rules, or if he is deeply scheming and ambitious and wants to enter the main hall right after entering the mansion.

The main hall is a place where only the wife of the prime minister's mansion is eligible to be in charge. How could she, a concubine, think about it?

What they could think of, Fu Rong naturally thought of it at the same time.As a first-class maidservant, she has the condition and obligation to perform her duties, and promptly advise her master's moral rules.

What's more... In the main hall, even Miss Shu, her family, can't enjoy it for a day, so what should this person do.

Therefore, as soon as Qiu Zhishu finished speaking, Fu Rong took half a step forward and knelt down, her movements were respectful, her tone was humble, but her words were very firm.

"Miss, you may not understand from outside. The only person who can enter the main hall with our prime minister is the wife of the prime minister's mansion. Even if the late wife passed away, her status is still there. And her bones are not cold. I'm afraid you can live in at this time." What a collision."

That's right... the former lady's spirit seat is still burning with an ever-burning lamp.

When the prime minister was in the mansion, he often went to mourn her.

The lady who went through all kinds of hardships and almost broke the face with the Yongjinhou Mansion to get it back, must be very fond of it.

But before he could start living with his sweetheart, he passed away on the wedding day.

So no matter how you look at it... no one can match the position of Mrs. Xian in the heart of the prime minister.

But they only dared to think about it in their hearts, but they didn't expect that Fu Rong would actually go to stop it.

"What's your name?" Qiu Zhishu turned his head slightly, and he could almost understand what was going on in Fu Rong's little head.A warmth melted into her chest, she smiled and said, "Get up and talk."

"Return to Miss, the maidservant's name is Fu Rong." Fu Rong felt a little anxious in her heart, but she pretended to be calm, never forgetting the rules, and said again: "Miss Xie." Then she got up and patted her legs, her gaze respectfully avoided .

"Since you said that the main hall can only be lived in by the wife, I won't force you. The Qiming Pavilion is very good, so I'll stay here."

Furong breathed a sigh of relief with a soft sentence, but she lifted her heart again in Qiu Zhishu's next sentence.

"Song Jin, I think Fu Rong is quite clever, she is very nice, can you give her to me?" Qiu Zhishu eagerly begged Song Jin for it, actually never thinking about the possibility that Song Jin would refuse.

Sure enough, Song Jin didn't reject her this time, but when she reached out to ask for something, her favorability increased again.

"Okay, it's up to you."

No matter how many times she heard her bubbling sound, Qiu Zhishu would blush, and this kind of indulgent pampering made Qiu Zhishu's fingertips tremble even more.It took a long time to find my own voice, and when I realized it, it became a little tail again, hanging behind Song Jin, and followed her out of the Qiming Pavilion, heading towards the ancestral hall.

Song Jin also always tacitly allowed her to follow, because although Qiu Zhishu is clingy, he also knows how to measure. Every time she has a meeting with others, he will walk away and play alone. Get it together, sometimes it hurts to be sensible.

...

After the two of them left, Fu Rong and the other maids and servants all had expressions of astonishment on their faces, and said in a low voice in disbelief.

"Aunt Furong, my lord actually..."

"Agreed to let you serve that young lady, how can she..."

"Shut up! Be careful, no matter how bad she is, she is still the master. I am just a servant. Thanks to Miss Shu's shadow, the prime minister gave me a little favor and promised to let me stay in the prime minister's mansion and accompany Miss Shu's tomb." with her."

Fu Rong turned her head and said with a serious face, "As long as I can stay by her side, I can do whatever I want."

Everyone looked complicated, and immediately changed the subject, and stopped mentioning such a serious matter.

"Speaking of which, we still don't know the background and name of this young lady."

"Looking at her behavior, she must not be a lady from the official family who never leaves the door."

"It can't be said for sure. Who stipulated that the lady of the official family must stay out of the door and never go out. There are still people like the third lady of Yongjinhou's mansion who commit crimes in the street, have you forgotten?"

As soon as this "typical" was cited, everyone fell silent.

……

Qiu Zhishu and Song Jin were chatting and laughing, and as soon as they turned a corner, they saw a blue shadow running into the willow garden as if fleeing for their lives, and disappeared.

Qiu Zhishu: ...

She saw it, so naturally Song Jin also noticed it.

"Song Mi Niang." Song Jin walked to the entrance of the Liuyuan and said in a deep voice, "Come out."

After a long silence, a beautiful woman in Tsing Yi came out from behind the moon gate at the entrance of Liuyuan.

Qiu Zhishu squinted his eyes and greeted with a bright smile: "Sister Mi Niang, hello. I am your little sister-in-law, surnamed Qiu, you can call me sister Qiu or sister-in-law."

Song Mi Niang shouted dejectedly: "I met my sister." She ignored the enthusiastic Qiu Zhishu.

"Oh, your sister is so cute, you can do whatever you want." Qiu Zhishu put his cold face on his buttocks, but he didn't notice anything wrong. He turned around and said to Song Jin, "I also have a personality like you, Gao Leng .”

"No, she's ugly." Song Jin spoke sharply, concisely: "Not as cute as you."

Qiu Zhishu often talks about cuteness, Song Jin has long been used to and figured out the meaning of this adjective, and sincerely thinks that Qiu Zhishu is the most suitable adjective.

Qiu Zhishu patted Song Jin lightly, covering his mouth shyly: "Why do you bully my sister like this, even though I know I'm pretty."

Song Mi Niang: ...

She knew she shouldn't have come out.

The corners of Song Jin's mouth twitched, and her gaze shifted from Qiu Zhishu back to Song Mi Niang, her attitude changed, like a gray wolf catching a sheep, she continued to ask, "Why do you want to hide when you see us?"

"I..." Song Mi Niang trembled, clasping the basket with her small hands, she and Qiu Zhishu casually glanced at each other, and immediately turned her head away, refusing to look at her.

Qiu Zhishu was taken aback by this performance, and he was very surprised and said, "You didn't want to hide from me, did you?"

Isn't it cold, just simply hate her?

Qiu Zhishu became suspicious of this and was greatly shocked. When did she become so disliked by the children, and she was not liked by the children.

Anyway, she used to be the leader of a group of little radish heads, leading them to be invincible, punching the hornet's nest in Nanshan, and kicking the live loach in the ditch.

"Mi Niang, do you hate me?" Qiu Zhishu asked sadly, holding Song Jin's hand and pretending to wipe away tears.

Song Jin: ...

She glanced at Song Mi Niang at the same time, as if warning.

Song Mi Niang's heart skipped a beat, she stopped dunking the basket instantly, pursed her lips and shook her head.

"It's fine if you don't hate me." Qiu Zhishu was relieved, she was still popular in front of the children.

"Let's go."

Song Jin took Qiu Zhishu's hand, not wanting to stay here any longer, and wanted to move forward with a tough attitude, but the people around her stopped.

Qiu Zhishu instinctively walked forward with one hand being held by Song Jin, but was suddenly pulled by a force from behind, she stopped and turned her head to stare at the pulled sleeve.

"Mi Niang?" Qiu Zhishu asked, "Is there anything else?"

Song Mi Niang raised her thick eyelashes like a feather fan, looked at her quietly and said suddenly: "Do you want to feed?"

Qiu Zhishu:? ? ?

Song Mi Niang, why did you suddenly become so enthusiastic and invited me to play together.

Feed, what to throw.

Looking through Qiu Zhishu's shoulder, Song Jin's gaze was rather cold.

Song Mi Niang turned a blind eye, with a smile on her face, she let go of Qiu Zhishu's sleeves, and showed her the contents of the basket. The bottom was covered with grass and wheat grains, mixed with white, fat, and cute bean worms.

Qiu Zhishu's eyes twitched, he couldn't help but clenched Song Jin's hand, and moved back slightly.

Qiu Zhishu: My sister, your enthusiasm, my beautiful sister-in-law may be too much for me.No matter how fat this thing is, it is still a bug!

Song Mi Niang covered the cloth and explained patiently.

"Just throw these into the water, and fish will eat them."

"There are a lot of fish in Yueming Lake, and they like to eat these the most. They used to be small cubs, but I raised them to be very big, and there are more and more of them."

"Would you like to try it? It's fun to feed the fish." Song Mi Niang asked again, and added two words with a slight smile, "Sister-in-law."

There was light in Qiu Zhishu's eyes, "Okay." The retreat was wiped out.

Just because of this title, she also wants to go.

A mere bug, what are you afraid of.

She has been recognized by Song Jin's family, and everyone calls her sister-in-law, can she not show some face?It was the first time we met, and I felt embarrassed that I didn't prepare some greeting gifts for my sister-in-law.

It is also very important to have a good relationship with Song Jin's family, okay? If you don't handle it well, there will be big problems.

It's just that in this way, she can't send Song Jin to the gate of the ancestral hall and wait for her to come out together.

The two were entangled, and she said to Song Mi Niang: "Sister, can you wait for me for a while? After Song Jin finishes sacrificing ancestors, the two of us will accompany you to feed the fish together."

Song Mi Niang bit her lip before she could speak, when someone interrupted her at the other end.

"Master Prime Minister, there are people coming from the palace."

Everyone looked in the direction they pointed, and saw the eunuch holding Fuchen in one hand, with willow-leaf eyebrows, hooked nose, and covered with thin powder, walking in front, and there were not many people behind, except for the guides from the prime minister's house, there were only two young eunuchs left follow.

When the eunuch saw Song Jin, his eyes lit up as if he was seeing a relative, and his eyes were tearful: "My lord, you are back."

When he approached, he hurriedly regained his expression, and put on a solemn and solemn expression: "The emperor's oral order is urgently summoning the prime minister to the palace to face the saint."

After delivering the oral order, she returned to her tearful appearance, mournful and resentful, like a cactus abandoned at home by a scumbag.He was rambling on and on about the people in the court who were not good-looking recently, who made the Holy One feel uncomfortable, and what kind of people they were.

Hearing Qiu Zhishu rubbing the goosebumps on his arms from time to time, he wondered if these gossips were heard by her and Song Mi Niang, wouldn't they be silenced.

Thinking about it later... they are all considered to be within Song Jin's nine clans, even if they uphold the principle that if one is prosperous, all will be prosperous, if one is harmed, all will be harmed, Song Jin will not ignore them.As long as this big tree is still there, they will never have anything to do.

作者有话要说：本来想攒够万字再掉的，但怕久等，先落一章短小的。感谢在2021-04-2411:59:40~2021-04-2623:14:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~