Hearing this, Gu Yuanniang smiled slightly, and climbed onto Xu Qingshan's shoulder, the two held hands tightly, not daring to let go.

On the other hand, Xu Miaomiao downstairs was suffering very much, she had to follow Nanny Chang's request in every move, which really tortured her a lot.

After three full days, Xu Miaomiao suddenly became much thinner.

Seeing this appearance, Song Wushao felt a little distressed, picked up a chopstick dish, put it in Xu Miaomiao's bowl, and said softly: "Since the past few days have been so hard, why don't you go to the flower arrangement collection? It’s just some little ladies who have nothing to do, if you don’t want to do this, it will be boring if you go.”

Xu Miaomiao sighed helplessly, Song Wushao said everything she wanted, but he still shook his head firmly: "No, I have to go."

Xu Miaomiao immediately said: "First, I have already agreed to them. Second, Princess Jiahe came here to seek peace. If I don't agree, they will charge me with a crime of ignorance. My department store How can the shop gain a foothold in the capital city? To keep this shop open, it is inevitable to curry favor with these dignitaries, although I don't like it, but I have to do this."

Song Wushao remained silent.

Xu Miaomiao seemed to think of something, and immediately looked at Song Wushao and said, "Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites didn't trouble you, did he?"

When Song Wushao was asked this question, he tilted his head inexplicably, put down his chopsticks and said, "Although he is my superior, why does he bother me?"

Xu Miaomiao smiled awkwardly: "I seem to have caused you trouble again."

Song Wushao smiled slightly, touched Xu Miaomiao's hairy head, and said, "Don't say you caused trouble, even if you punched a hole in the sky, I can fix it."

Xu Miaomiao then slowly said: "It was at the horse race a few days ago, I offended his daughter Xu Xiang, and there was some unhappiness between the two of us. Now that you have become the Minister of Rites, I am afraid that they will find you You trouble."

"Don't worry!" Song Wushao comforted Xu Miaomiao, and said, "The Ministry of Rites is an upright person. Although his daughter is a bit arrogant, he will never embarrass me because of the conflicts in his daughter's family."

"That's good." Xu Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief these days, because she has been tortured by Nanny Chang, Xu Miaomiao has eaten more than usual, but her figure is still obviously thinner, and after going through day after day, finally Waiting for the flower arrangement set.

Xu Miaomiao chose a set of pink clothes and decorated them in front of the mirror,

Song Weiwei on the side trimmed her hair, looked at her excited look, and was a little puzzled: "Don't you hate this kind of banquet the most, why are you so excited today?"

"You don't understand." Xu Miaomiao looked at him and said, "After today, Nanny Chang will go back to the palace, and the torture of me will end here."

Xu Miaomiao smiled contentedly, as if the day of victory was calling to her, and she no longer had to stand by the rules.

Song Weiwei also felt the same way, combed her hair, adjusted her clothes, and sent her out of the house.

When today's flower arrangement is over, the department store can open normally.

Gu Yuanniang hummed softly, now that Qingshan's health is almost recovered, he has returned to Xu's house.

"Miao Miao, you don't need to be distracted by this anymore."

Xu Miaomiao nodded to Gu Yuanniang, turned around and got into the carriage.

The location of the flower arrangement collection this time is in Song Mansion, and this is Xu Miaomiao's first visit to Song Mansion.

The Song Zhijin this time was not as sloppy as the last horse meeting, and an invitation was specially prepared for him.

Holding the invitation, Xu Miaomiao walked in smoothly, but the noble ladies in the capital had heard about Xu Miaomiao, and when they saw her, they would be like snakes and scorpions, and shook the veil on their hands in disgust, They stood far away together, talking in low voices about this peasant woman who came from the countryside.

Only the former Jiang Wenyu, perhaps because Xu Miaomiao saved her, got closer to Xu Miaomiao a lot, and when she saw her coming, she took the initiative to go up and say hello.

"Mistress Xu never expected to meet you in today's flower arrangement collection."

Xu Miaomiao bowed slightly to the girl in front of her, looked at her and said, "I also came here at the invitation of Mrs. Song. I haven't seen you for a few days, but my complexion has improved a lot."

"Thanks to Mrs. Xu, if it wasn't for you, my hand would have been festered and swollen."

Xu Miaomiao smiled slightly as a response to Jiang Wenyu.

"Miss Xu, you are here."

Song Weiwei seemed to have a radar for her, she could find out Xu Miaomiao exactly where he was standing.

When seeing Xu Miaomiao, Song Zhijin was still a little excited, and walked over while shaking her high ponytail.

"Mrs. Song doesn't know when this flower arrangement festival will start?"

"It's about to start. Today, you and Jiahe must work hard and strive to win the first place."

When Xu Miaomiao heard this, she shook her head in doubt: "Madam Song, don't you want to participate?"

"I've been used to it since I was young. I grew up in the army. I'm a half tomboy. I don't like this kind of things about my girl's family the most. I'll cheer for you guys by the side!"

When Xu Miaomiao heard this, she didn't say anything. This song weaving brocade is really interesting. I don't like to participate in this kind of banquet, but I don't want to invite her to come. After all, do I want to see myself make a fool of myself in the flower arrangement, or do I really want to make a fool of myself? Learn a lot about yourself.

Xu Miaomiao didn't think deeply.

Although the people who came this time were all the young ladies in the capital, but it was Song Zhijin's mother Song Da Niang who was in charge.

"This Mrs. Song is nothing. She is not Song Zhijin's biological mother, but her stepmother."

Because Jiang Wenyu who was beside him whispered in Xu Miaomiao's ear.

Xu Miaomiao, she was a bit confused when she heard these words, after all, she was just looking at Song Zhijin and the picture of Mrs. Song, mother, mother, loving son and filial piety, so she couldn't tell the stepmother in this life.

Seeing that she was so surprised, Jiang Wenyu lowered his voice again, and murmured in Xu Miaomiao's ear: "You don't know, this Mrs. Song is Jiang Wenyu's mother's sister, who knows what method she used to become so superior , and Jiang Wenyu's biological mother has long been insane, and has been locked in the abandoned house of the General's Mansion, it is really pitiful."

"Since that's the case, then Song Zhijin must still have enmity with this Mrs. Song, why do they still..."

Xu Miaomiao hesitated to speak, but when he cast his eyes, he saw a picture of a loving mother and filial son. Seeing this, Jiang Wenyu pulled Xu Miaomiao's sleeve, and the two got closer, and said in a low voice: "You I don't know, this Mrs. Song is the daughter of the concubine, and the previous one is a concubine, so naturally she has no status. Later, Song Zhijin was adopted under her name, and she became the daughter of the concubine. With her current glory and wealth, of course she has to thank this big lady and always remember her kindness, otherwise everything she has gained today will disappear in smoke."

Xu Miaomiao was a little confused when she heard this.

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