C213 Brocade damask

Mrs Shen handed the finished letter to Song Shu, who nodded her head, "I will leave the house tomorrow to pay my respects to the Duke of Zhenguo. I will definitely carry forward aunt's words."

Madam Shen thought for a moment, then took out a hairpin from her hair. After looking at it, she twisted the hairpin in front of Song Shu.

"Aunt …" Song Shu looked at Lady Shen in surprise. Her hand had already been stuffed with the hairpin inlaid with jadeite gems. Mrs Shen's hand was ice-cold, and Song Shu's heart trembled slightly.

"Although the person in charge of the government right now is my father, my father is already very old and doesn't often pay attention to family matters. The servants also won't easily spread the word. If you can't enter, give this hairpin to the servant at the gate. If someone sees it, they will pass it on to you. If the plan works, you have to make the empress like you! "

Song Shu's wrist was suddenly grabbed by Madam Shen, and she immediately replied, "Aunt, don't worry. Other than the Su Clan's Su Sining, who is taboo enough, the other people are also ordinary. "

Song Shuyan had attended quite a few primary schools, but she didn't have the chance to show her face. She was confident that she wouldn't lose to Song Yiyan. Even Song Yiyan was favored by Chen Fei. How could she not be loved by the empress?

Shen Shi nodded, asking Minglan to send her out.

It was nearing the day of the empress's feast.

Early in the morning, the tailor sent the clothes to Song Qingyu and Song Yunjiu for inspection.

Song Qing and Yu didn't care about what he was wearing and they looked at each other a few times. Song Yunji could not wait to put on his clothes.

It was a graceful long skirt with a shirt on top. The pleated skirt underneath was like flowing water. The people of the capital all paid attention to propriety and propriety.

My favorite local custom in Jiangnan.

And this costume was indeed the real gentle son of Jiangnan.

Song Yunjiu liked it very much.

"How is elder sister?"

Song Yunjiu's cheeks were red, and his face was as red as a peach. He looked at Song Qingyu with a pair of spirited eyes, waiting for his response.

Song Qing Yu put down the book and looked at her carefully. Before he could speak.

Beside him, Lin Ziming laughed, "Aunt Yun Jiu's dressing is so beautiful."

Lin mama immediately pulled at him. "Do you even have the right to speak?"

After Senior Servant Lin finished speaking, she immediately bowed and looked at Song Qingyu, "This child, you guys let him stay for a few days, but he still clamored to come back." Third Miss must have taken good care of him. He was no longer homesick. Now I think he's four years old. I want him to stay in the Song Manor and be my son. "

When Song Qingyu heard this, he turned to look at Lin Zemin, "He's a good child, why not let him study, he can't be a servant for the rest of his life."

"Ahem, what are you reading? The Song Residence is on the rise right now, and many people are pushing their way in." I can still take care of him for two years now, so I want to take care of him for a few more years. Young Miss, don't worry. This servant will absolutely not let him bring you trouble. "

Song Yunjiu sneered, "So it was half a day. Lin mama stood here because she wanted Brother Ming to stay. Didn't you hurriedly take him away a few days ago? "

Lin mama's face broke into a smile. "Third Miss, you'd better not be jealous of this servant. This servant has deceived the first wife, so how could the first wife let this servant live?" The young miss has a heart of death, would she let us stay? "

Song Qing Yu shook his head, "I can still read, but the heart of a Bodhisattva overestimates me. I don't have much manpower now, so I have one more child. "I'll be troubling you."

Hearing that, Lin Zi Ming frowned, he was still afraid of Song Qing Yu. Song Qingyu always wore a cold expression, not easily getting close to others. For such a long time, he had followed Song Yunjiu.

Now she looked pitifully at Song Yunjiu, "Auntie Yunjiu."

When Song Yunjiu heard this, he moved closer to Song Qingyu, "Big Sis, stay behind. We are one of our own, we can arrange things in the future."

As Song Yunjiu spoke, he chuckled. Without waiting for Song Qingyu's response, he turned to Lin mama and said, "Brother Ming, why don't you come over here and kowtow?"

Song Qingyu's brows furrowed when he saw the four-year-old boy kowtow heavily in front of him. He smiled innocently. Unlike the rich kids, he had been out for a long time, and his skin was tanned.

Song Qingyu was someone who disliked trouble, so she was unhappy that Song Yunjiu had brought her trouble.

"Since you asked him to stay, then he should stay, but in the backyard, there are too many people and the children are too young. Only when he's a bit older can he come to the front yard to work. "

Song Qingyu said as he looked at Song Yunjiu, "I will not stay long in my home. In the future, you handle this child's matters."

Song Yunjiu smiled and replied, "Big Sis, don't worry. I won't give you any trouble. "

Lin mama was also happy.

Song Qingyu then looked at Song Yuming's clothes, instructing him on where to rework them, and gave him some pearls and flowers. After an hour, the arrangements were completed.

Song Yunshu changed his clothes and knew that Song Qingyu liked peace and quiet. But Brother Ming could not keep his mouth shut, so he took Brother Ming out. "

Song Qingyu finally calmed down a little.

The magpie added some tea and watched as everyone left. Song Qingyu was the only one left in the room. She watched as Song Yunji held onto Lin Zi Ming's hand.

"The Third Miss really likes this little kid."

Song Qing Yu flipped a page, "She likes little kids. It was not noisy either. He had been taking care of her for the past few days, but he didn't expect her to be so concerned about him. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have given it to her. "

"Aiya, First Miss, just let Third Miss be busy. Otherwise, she will be anxious as she is staring at her own face again." As the magpie spoke, it let out a long sigh. "Recently, I've noticed that Jingling seems to have quieted down a lot. It's not like the previous time where I was working so attentively. "

Song Qingyu nodded slightly but did not reply.

His days passed by very quickly.

In fact, the day after tomorrow would be the empress's banquet.

The magpie couldn't tell. A'Nannan could tell that Song Qing Yu had something on his mind with just a glance and was depressed, so she took out the book to calm him down. In reality, she was more or less not reading through it at all.

In the afternoon, Caiyue walked in quickly.

"Miss Magpie, is Eldest Miss here?"

The magpie was currently guarding the door when he heard Caiyue's voice coming from outside the courtyard. He immediately walked over. Closer, and sure enough, it was Cai Yue who was waiting at the door.

Caiyue was afraid of Wu Zheng, but when she saw the magpie, she cordially pulled its hand. "Is Eldest Miss here?"

"I'm here. Is there something wrong with Fourth Miss? " The magpie was on guard against Song Shu's side. Without batting an eyelid, he glanced at Cai Yue a few times.

"It's like this. A few days ago, I saw some pretty fishes growing on the side of Eldest Miss's pond, and I felt that they were pretty and interesting." Yesterday, Fourth Miss bought some fish and kept them at the Water Lake Pavilion. He wanted to invite Eldest Miss and Third Miss to go catch fish tomorrow to relieve his boredom. Fourth Miss said that we can't stay in our house forever. "

Hearing this, Magpie made some sense.

"Follow me in, I'll go ask the young miss."