C106 Visit to murong ling

Not only the Song Manor, but also the other residences. All of the maids were carefully selected. A beggar like this, a rich family wouldn't even accept a maidservant.

Song Qingyu glanced at her.

The girl was not very old, only fourteen years old. However, she was skinny and looked somewhat different from normal people. She was wearing what looked like clothes that Song Shu did not wear in the old days. His hair was fluffy and simply tied behind his back.

A pair of eyes, clean and clear.

A beggar that had drifted outside for more than ten years actually didn't have a single trace of vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

"I was not the one who saved you, the one who wanted to save you is Fourth Miss Song Shu. You've found the wrong place. "

The little girl stared strangely at Song Qingyu, her eyes blinking in confusion, "But the Fourth Miss had me come to look for the Eldest Miss."

As the girl spoke, she suddenly seemed to have understood something and burst into tears, "Is it because First Miss doesn't want to accept me? I don't want to work. I can do anything. Please accept me, Eldest Miss. I have no father, no mother, no place to go. "

Nannan saw that Song Qingyu had refused and thought that the Wangqing Courtyard was not big, but they already had enough manpower.

Furthermore, she could not connect the little girl in front of her with the little beggar girl from last night.

"That day, it was the Fourth Miss who wanted to bring you back. You can go. There was no shortage of people here. If you want to repay this debt of gratitude, go straight to the fourth miss. "

The little girl shook her head, she was determined to follow Song Qingyu, "Fourth Miss has already explained it clearly to me, it's Miss who doesn't mind me and wants to give me a diagnosis. If it wasn't for the young miss's consent, I wouldn't have been brought back here. "

Song Qingyu raised her eyes and looked at the time. Today, she was planning to visit Murong Ling.

Murong Ling was a good girl. More importantly, they were on good terms with each other.

However, in her previous life, the Murong Residence had been destroyed by Zuo Linyu, and in this life, she wanted to save the situation. He also wanted to use this to suppress the country. Therefore, she had to gain deep trust from Zuo Linyu. One reason for going to the Mu Rong family was to see Murong Ling, and the other was to ask for something from Zuo Linyu.

She slowly got up and said, "I don't have any random people here, and I have enough manpower. Why do you think you can let me keep you here? Or are you confident that you are smarter and smarter than the girl chosen by the Song Family? "

The lass trembled under Song Qingyu's sharp gaze.

She clutched at her dress. "Although I am a beggar, I have heard of repaying gratitude. I know my place is low. Not as good as the others. "But I really want to stay. I hope young miss can give me a chance like this."

"First of all, unless you have the ability to prove it, you have the ability to make me feel that you can keep it. "Secondly, the number of people here is limited. If you want to join, you must find one to replace it."

The maidservants who were originally watching the show furiously glanced at the little girl when they heard this, and immediately dispersed to do their work, afraid that they would be arrested for being negligent. So the beggars took their place.

Everyone knew that Wen Qingyuan was currently the most popular place. She had a high salary and few matters to attend to. More importantly, Miss Song was someone who wanted to marry into King Yu's estate. It wasn't easy for them to be assigned to this place. They were very against anyone who tried to touch their position.

Song Qingyu finished his sentence.

The little girl stood there blankly with her head lowered. For a long time, she didn't know what to do.

Song Qingyu did not care about her and ordered her, "Nannan, go prepare the carriage, I want to go out for a trip. Magpie, if anyone asks me, tell them I went to the Mu Rong family and will be back soon. "

"Yes."

The Mu Rong family mansion was quite a distance away from the busy city. It was a distance away from the Song Residence.

When Song Qing and Yu arrived at the Mu Rong family's residence, they sat in the carriage for about an hour.

Nannan jumped down from the carriage and walked to the front door of the Mu Rong family mansion. She looked for a servant and said: "Please inform the young miss of the Song family that they want to visit young miss Murong."

When the attendant heard that it was the Song Family, he couldn't help but glance towards the simple carriage outside.

He thought that his master simply left the house. Today, upon seeing Song Qingyu, he was even more shocked. The Song Residence was one of the three great families. The young miss of the Song Residence only brought a maid with her when she left.

No matter how strange it was, the attendant quickly left to spread the news.

As Song Qingyu sat in the carriage, he could feel the peace and quiet around him. The wind from time to time blew the curtains open. Song Qingyu could see the magnificent words written on the plaque on Murong's red door: Murong Mansion.

He didn't have to wait much longer.

The servant immediately came to ask for Song Qingyu.

"Miss is already waiting for Miss Song."

Song Qingyu nodded his head and walked out of the carriage. He was helped to enter the Mu Rong Mansion by Nannan. The Murong Residence was not as big as the Song Residence. There weren't many houses, but there were many fake mountains and lakes.

The construction of the Mu Rong Mansion was very simple. It was a three-way courtyard that was not divided into four courtyards; it was clearly divided into two rooms.

At this moment, he was heading to the west wing.

Along the way, they soon met the servant girl. It could be seen that the Murong Residence was only a third of the size of the Song Residence.

It had only been twenty years since the Song Residence rose, but it had been promoted to one of the three families. The Mu Rong family had a hundred years of history, but now they were like this.

Seeing that Song Qing and Yu's expressions were strange, the maidservant sighed, "Of course the Murong Residence can't compare to the Song Residence." And it's been a year. "

Song Qingyu looked at her strangely and thought that she would continue to say something, but she kept her mouth shut.

In fact, Song Qingyu also knew a bit of information, Murong Yan from the Murong Mansion had always been heavily ridiculed in the imperial court. He is not a party member, but he is not a neutral one-man. Moreover, he had always ignored the consequences and had often provoked the wrath of the dragon.

The maidservant then opened a door.

Inside, Murong Ling was working on embroidery. There was a huge cloth in the room, and she was embroidering in public. Seeing that Song Qingyu had arrived, he stopped and slightly bowed. He then smiled shyly, "Ah Qing, you're here."

Song Qing replied with a bow. It was a shocking scene. After sizing up the situation, he immediately got Nannan to prepare the gift and passed it to him, "Earlier, I wanted to thank you for saving me the other time but I didn't even give you my proper thanks when we hastily met yesterday. "This time I brought a gift, please accept it."

Murong Ling didn't refuse and let the maidservant accept it and set it aside.

She didn't care about the presents.

Song Qingyu did not mind, but Song Qingyu felt that it was not good to be empty.

"Qing, did you come to see my embroidery?"

Mu Rong Ling held Song Qingyu's hand and brought her to the middle of the cloth.

He saw mountains and rivers, trees and bridges, all covered in brilliant colors. This was not embroidery, this was a huge painting. Moreover, it was lifelike, as if it could be brought back to life.

Especially the flowers.

"Ah Ling, your hand is too much of a coincidence."

Murong Ling's cheeks turned slightly red. "It's good that you like it. Actually, I've been preparing for this for more than half a year and have made many mistakes. Oh right, it was a coincidence that Ah Qing came. Today, a friend would come. "Speaking of which, he's someone that Ah Qing knows too."