Resourceful beauty

Chapter 133

"Brother, according to what you said, I sent a post to Princess Xuanyi, but she didn't come."

Going all the way to the flower hall, Song Yue looked at her brother's face and said.

Nodding his head, Song Qian signaled that he knew it. It was not until he turned the corner that he murmured "It's fine if you don't come." Song Yue knew that he knew about the uproar outside.

After returning from the palace, Song Qian went to Luzhou according to the Holy Majesty's wishes.

Before leaving, Song Qian was unwilling, but the sacred will was hard to disobey. Even though the emperor was his uncle and always loved him, that person was the emperor first.

On the first day back, Song Qian greeted his grandfather, grandmother, and parents. When he returned to his room, the first person he asked was Princess Xuanyi.

Song Yue still remembered that when her grandmother celebrated her birthday last year, she met Princess Xuanyi, she looked no different from other ladies, she was gentle and graceful, and she didn't see anything special about it. .

However, my elder brother's eyes have always been on the top of his head, so it's not that simple for him to fall in love with.

Standing on tiptoe and patting Song Qian on the shoulder, Song Yue said like a little adult: "Brother, don't worry, I will be able to inquire about the recent activities of the princess Xuanyi who came to you today, please be safe and don't be impatient." .”

Song Qian shook his head and smiled wryly.

In fact, he could probably guess that even if such ugly words came out, Fang Ruxuan still looked calm and breezy, as if she didn't care at all.

However, just because she doesn't care, doesn't mean that he can also not care.

He is going to marry Fang Ruxuan, if this matter is not resolved smoothly, the Anyuanhou Mansion, and even the palace, will not let her in.

How could he just watch her marry someone else?
No, never.

Clenching his fists to pump himself up, Song Qian looked back at his younger sister who was staring at him with bright eyes, and his expression softened.

Scratching her nose fondly, Song Qian whispered, "Then, brother, thank you."

"You're welcome……"

Song Yue blinked playfully, lifted her skirt and ran away.

During the banquet, some ladies and wives who had been friends with each other whispered their own words, and after a while, it came up with the fact that Fang Ruxuan was a stone girl. Immediately, everyone had different expressions.

For those who were bold and troublesome, their inquiring eyes fell on Fang Ruhua, the concubine of Bo Wuling, and Fang Ruyu, the young wife of Furong Wengzhu's mansion.

When someone around asked about it, both of them made a look of embarrassment and secretiveness. For a while, Fang Ruxuan's statement that Fang Ruxuan was indeed a stone girl was confirmed.

The rumors were rampant, and within a few days, even the palace knew about it. On that day, the Empress announced Song Qian into the palace.

"I know that you like Princess Xuanyi. I told you clearly last time that this marriage is absolutely impossible. Whether you agree or have other ideas, my meaning will not change. As for the incident that happened outside these days, Prince Qi's mansion is indifferent, you'd better keep me out of it, if you let me know what you did in private, then it will not be as simple as going to Luzhou. "

After speaking straight to the point, the empress looked at Song Qian solemnly, with a hint of anger in her eyes.

Song Qian curled his lips noncommittally, stood up and bowed his hands, "If there is nothing wrong with your mother, Song Qian will back down."

After finishing speaking, Song Qian turned around and strode away from Fengyi Palace.

"This stinky boy..."

The queen scolded angrily, but the expression on her face was rather motherly and helpless.

Although Song Qian was born in the Marquis of Anyuan, he was almost raised by the empress since he was a child. There was only one princess under his knees. The empress hadn't come out for so many years, so she almost regarded Song Qian as her half son.

On such an important matter, no matter how much the Empress loves Song Qian, she will never give in. What's more, it is still difficult to tell the truth from the rumors.

It's fine if it's fake, but if it's true, who would dare to marry such a woman?
Whether it's a wife or a concubine, isn't it all for spreading the family and carrying on the family?A woman who is barren, in this life, I am afraid that she will not be destined for marriage.

The slightest dislike for Fang Ruxuan in her heart before was completely washed away by the rumors flying all over the sky. The empress thought of the girl who laughed and talked about Yanyan, the girl who was full of praise when the sixteenth princess mentioned it, and her heart was full of pity. .

After leaving the palace, looking back at the vermilion palace wall, Song Qian took a few deep breaths, as if he wanted to spit out all the stale air in his chest.

After hesitating for a while, he galloped out of the city on horseback.

When he came back in the evening, Song Qian's face was almost as dark as the sky.

Back in the study, Song Qian wrote a few posts and asked Changqing to send them out.

When lighting up the lanterns, Song Qian had already appeared in the most lively and popular Piaoxiang Building on North Street.

The floor is covered with precious velvet blankets, and the movement is silent, and the surrounding veils are on the floor. The screen in the distance is engraved with the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and there are bookshelves and piano tables on the side. It looks like a private room for entertaining distinguished guests.

Although it is a land of love and moon, it is elegantly and peacefully arranged, so that people can't feel bad. Song Qian walked all the way, nodding secretly: No wonder this Piaoxiang House can stand alone, Yihong Courtyard and other brothels can't overwhelm it The slightest.

Before a cup of tea was finished, there was already a commotion outside, the door opened, and several young men of similar age strode in.

After seeing that the person seated above was indeed Song Qian, the leading man immediately shook his head and said to the companion behind him in disbelief: "Brother Yan, tell me, I read it right, right? This kid has always disdained this place." , I took the initiative to invite you today, I can't be blinded by the wrong person, right?"

The few people behind you said something to each other, and they were all making fun of Song Qian.

With a smile on his lips, Song Qian didn't care, he got up and punched each of them affectionately, and pulled them to sit down with their shoulders crossed. After a while, all the food and wine were served.

In such a place, how can there be a slim and beautiful woman by my side?
The old bustard and the matchmaker came with a bunch of young girls, each with their own advantages and disadvantages. When the matchmaker went out again, Song Qian and the others had already snuggled up to one or two women with tender eyes and tender eyes.

After drinking for three rounds, the few people Song Qian invited gradually became unruly. They put their arms around the girl next to them and raised their hands.

The girl sitting next to Song Qian naturally knew his identity, and she was quite smug when she was picked by Song Qian. Now seeing him with a cold and indifferent appearance, although she really wanted to cling to him, she held back. He just held a flagon to pour wine for Song Qian, and from time to time he would touch Song Qian's arm with his breast pretendingly or unintentionally.

The girls in the brothel are the ones who are the best at observing words and expressions. Seeing how she seduces/seduces the other party and is completely unmoved, the girl probably knows it in her heart, and she simply pours wine for Song Qian's dishes in a proper manner, which is quite popular with Song Qian. A few appreciative glances.

"I left the capital for two months, but what happened?"

Seeing those people getting drunk and confused, Song Qian asked casually.

It was nothing more than the aftermath of the disaster in Wanzhou and the overthrow of the officialdom. The rest were all trivial matters of Zhang's parents and the Li family. Song Qian seemed to listen carefully to what those people were talking about.

Until someone lowered his voice and mysteriously mentioned that Princess Xuanyi of Prince Qi's Mansion was a stone girl, the smile on Song Qian's lips grew even wider.

"Do you also believe the gossip of those women? Everyone is a big man, and it's ridiculous to believe such nonsense."

Song Qian teased those people jokingly.

"I... let me tell you, don't you believe it, this stone girl, not only can't bear children, but she can't even do that... even that wonderful thing, isn't this the most important thing?"

The one surnamed Yan said while reaching out to touch the girl beside her, with an indescribably frivolous and wretched expression.

Song Qian shook his head disapprovingly, "That's what you heard. Is there such a person in the world? It's not certain. Have any of you seen it?"

He raised his wine glass and drank it down. Song Qian said with a smile on his face, "Now, I admire the Second Young Master Han from Wulingbo Mansion, and he has become Prime Minister Qiu. After that, he has a bright future. What do you think?" , who is so lucky?"

Mentioning Han Qin was another big topic, and everyone started to talk about it, all of them were envious of Han Qin's marriage to the prime minister's daughter-in-law, and the rumors about Fang Ruxuan were thrown to the back of their minds.

These people have more or less heard of what happened in the palace, and now it’s nothing out of the ordinary, but you say what you say, from Han Qin’s unmatched concubine status to Qiu Shumin who is only 13 years old They will get married next year, and everyone's imagination is gradually enriched.

You guess like this, I add like that, after a while, the matter deviated from the original direction under the discussion of several people with obscene/evil smiles.

But in the middle, Song Qian didn't say anything, acting as a listener.

Even if something bad is said tomorrow, it's still "listening to others", so it doesn't involve me, right?
Han Qin, Qiu Shumin...

Silently chanting these two names in his heart, Song Qian's eyes became a little bit colder, and the girl beside him shivered when he saw it, and moved away from Song Qian even more invisibly. point.

The next day, the rumors about Fang Ruxuan hadn't stopped, but another topic that was even more intriguing came out in the capital.

Whether Fang Ruxuan is a stone girl or not is another matter, but everyone praised her temperament and nature. Otherwise, how could the Empress Dowager appreciate her so much that even the Sixteenth Princess is on good terms with her?

Anyway, he didn't marry her himself, so why bother pointing at other girls' pain points too much?
Prince Qi's Mansion's non-response shows that they are indifferent to this matter. It doesn't matter if the clean is self-clearing or the rumors stop at the wise. Once people feel sympathy for the weak, no one will talk about the raging rumors before.

As for the extremely mismatched marriage between Han Qin and Qiu Shumin, there are completely different opinions from the previous ones in the palace.

Some people said that the real stone girl was Miss Qiu from the Prime Minister's Mansion. Otherwise, how could the Prime Minister's mansion choose such a son-in-law and marry her before Qiu Shumin reached Ji?

Some people also said that Qiu Shumin didn't keep her maiden virtue, and she lost her virginity when she was a young girl. The Qiu family was afraid of long nights and dreams, so they picked a concubine like Han Qin, and then used him as a prime minister, even if they became relatives in the future and discovered various clues However, Han Qin also had a hard time expressing his grievances.

Others say...

For a while, the rumors that Qiu Shumin was a stone girl and her broken shoes should have been soaked in a pig cage long ago, and the rumors that Han Qin wore a cuckold before she got married, flew around the capital like wings.

　Offend anyone, don't offend narrow-minded people.However, Song Qian should be protecting his shortcomings, not narrow-minded, right?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)