Loyal heart travels a long way

The next day, Qin Yong first visited the local magistrate in the morning.

It was no secret that the Pearl Returning Envoy went south to find Princess Jingming, and it was not an exaggeration to find the local county magistrate for convenience.

Qin Yong put on an unsmiling and lofty appearance in front of the county magistrate, and asked the county magistrate to issue a letter of worship. After lunch, he went to Song Mansion along the road yesterday before the end of the day.

When we arrived at the Song Mansion, only an old housekeeper came out to answer the knock on the door. After receiving the call letter, he looked at Qin Yong suspiciously, said "wait", then closed the door and turned into the courtyard.

After about a stick of incense, the door opened again, and this time there were more people coming out, a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Qin Zhengqi, who was probably Master Song, and a slightly fat woman stood beside him , should be Mrs. Song, the main house.

There are two girls standing next to Madam Song, they look a little bigger than the Song Zhiyao I saw yesterday, the older one wears an emerald green short jacket with a white background and a gray skirt with a horse face; the younger one wears a white short jacket with a goose yellow color The horse face is covered with an emerald green bijia.

One is like a green onion, the other is like an egg, Qin Yong slandered: Mrs. Song herself is dressed colorfully and looks like a mung bean fly, but why are the two daughters also dressed so inconspicuously, like a plate of scrambled eggs with green onions.

As soon as Mr. Song came out, he was very enthusiastic: "I have admired him for a long time, and I have heard that he has returned his name to him. I thought that my lord should have passed his thirties. Unexpectedly, he is only eighteen years old. He is indeed a boy born from a hero since ancient times!"

"What have you longed for? Before I took over as the envoy to return the Pearl, I hadn't made a scientific examination yet, and I didn't come out of the Qin residence very often. There are still many people in the capital who have never heard of my name. Unexpectedly, Master Song in Xiapi City is so well-informed. " Qin Yong sneered all over, and said again: "Also, I am fourteen this year, it seems that Master Song's news is wrong."

Master Song was suffocating for breath, his smile froze on his face, and it was too late to take back the posture of arching his hands and bowing his waist, so he could only take advantage of the situation and made two more bows before he straightened up.

He originally thought that the boy in front of him looked too young, so he might not be a tiger skin made of sheep.

Young people are always vain, maybe their flattery is smooth, and the other party will leave some gifts or rewards at will, which is enough to eat and drink for a month or even half a year.Unexpectedly, the other party is a stickler who doesn't like hard and soft, and still "knows how to chat" like this.

The atmosphere was a little stiff, Qin Yong's eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one: Song Zhiyao is not here.

Mrs. Song got a little impatient, and secretly tugged on Mr. Song's sleeve. Only then did Mr. Song come to his senses, wiped off his sweat and invited Qin Yong and others to enter the mansion.

Qin Yong walked into the courtyard and took a look at the layout of the courtyard: In addition to the five members of the Song family, there was also an old housekeeper who nodded and bowed beside him, while Song Zhiyao and the old woman Ying Er saw yesterday were not present.

The courtyard looks like it hasn’t been repaired for a long time. The inside of the wall is covered with mildew like the outside of the wall, but the ground has been swept clean. It's been a long time.

Going forward again, the front hall is exposed. There are six large flower pots at the entrance of the front hall, four white porcelain ones and two tile ones. The flowers in the white porcelain pots are gone, but there are still some plants in the clay pots. Look, it's a garlic seedling.

Mrs. Song found that Qin Yong was looking at her own flowerpot, and said in embarrassment: "Your Excellency Qin laughed, that is, that is the narcissus planted by Yan'er. It is still cold and has not bloomed."

Qin Yong raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer.

Do you think he is a fool who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between five grains and only knows how to study?He can still tell the difference between narcissus and garlic sprouts.

Master Song didn't care about these things in the inner house, he didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned the flowers in the earthen pot, and looked at Mrs. Song inexplicably, and Mrs. Song could only laugh along with embarrassment.

Qin Yong took Mrs. Song's reaction into his eyes, and felt that his own mother was better.

When Qin Yong was young, Chu Lang gave Qin Yong a small flower pot, which also planted garlic seedlings. Qin Yong didn't think there was anything wrong with growing garlic seedlings in the flower pot, but Mrs. Song's reaction was funny.

The garlic seedlings are obviously not the two sisters from the main house. The two little girls have been raised white and fat, and they don't look like they can work. Maybe they want the boss of the Song family to plant an onion. Dig a hole and fill it in.

After entering the front hall, everyone was seated. Mrs. Song winked at the eldest daughter. The parents and daughters of the Song family nodded and exited the front hall. After a while, they came over with a tray to show everyone tea.

The eldest daughter of the Song family was holding a tea tray, but she couldn't hold it steady, and Mrs. Song was terrified when she saw it.

It was hard to set teacups for Qin Yong and Master Song, and when pouring the tea, he almost poured the tea into Qin Yong's hands.

Qian Manman only felt how lazy this young lady was usually, and she couldn't do the job of pouring tea well, so she couldn't help rushing over to grab the teapot to help his son pour tea, but the master had already arranged for him when he was leaving. For other tasks, I can't be impulsive at this time.

Good luck!Qian Manman thought, if it wasn't for something urgent, he would really have to shame this young miss.

Qin Yong's complexion remained unchanged, but he didn't drink the tea either - the tea was so full that it was about to flow out, he was crazy to use his own hands to experience how hot the tea cup is.

Miss Song saw that Qin Yong had been looking at the tea she had poured, and knew that she hadn't done it well, so she felt embarrassed, put down the teapot and tightened her sleeves and watched her mother not speak.Mrs. Song thought she was ashamed, and hurriedly called her eldest daughter back to her side.

Only then did Qin Yong move away from staring at the teacup, glanced at Qian Manman, Qian Manman understood, stepped forward and said: "Young master, didn't you just ask the doctor to look at it before you leave, and you can't drink tea if you want to avoid drinking tea." ? The servant sees that the time is about the same, why don't the servant decoct the medicine for you and let your elder brother wait on you here. Master Song, can I trouble you for your convenience?"

Master Song was naturally convenient, so he was busy, no trouble, no trouble, and then ordered the old housekeeper to bring money to the kitchen in the backyard.

Qin Yong coughed cooperatively, and said: "My servant is young and shapeless, Master Song laughed at me."

Mr. Song hurriedly said: "Where is it? The house of Song is simple, and adults will laugh at it." But he was slandering in his heart: Dao is a handsome young man, but he was originally a sick child.

This room, Qin Yong and Master Song exchanged a few words in the front hall, then asked about Princess Jingming, to see if Master Song had any clues.

On the other side, Qian Manman followed the old housekeeper to the backyard, saw the kitchen clearly, and took out a piece of silver as a reward to the old housekeeper: "Thank you for the convenience of the housekeeper, this is my son's reward for you, so you don't have to give it to your family." Master, I’ll just decoct the medicine in this yard, I’m afraid they don’t have enough people in the front hall, please trouble the housekeeper to take care of it!”

The old housekeeper had worked hard in the Song family for half his life. When he came, the Song family was already down and down, so he didn't sign the death contract, and he had some work outside.

The Song family had never been so generous to their servants. The old housekeeper was overjoyed to receive so much money suddenly. He said bluntly that Mr. Qin Yong was unparalleled in the world, and his servants were also different from other families. He took the money back with gratitude up the lobby.

Qian Manman breathed a sigh of relief, people who can be paid with money are the best to deal with.

The old housekeeper had introduced him to all the large and small rooms in the backyard. The servant rooms were all empty, and the Song couple lived in the main room. Since there were no servants to serve them, the two prostitutes shared one room, and the old housekeeper did not live in the room at night. Song Mansion, but there was no mention of the concubine and the old mother.

Qian Manman wandered around and identified each room. Only the small room at the corner was not introduced. The door inserted from the inside in broad daylight is probably the firewood room.

Qian Manman understood it, put the stove for decocting medicine under someone's window, held a fan and ignited the fire to decoct the medicine. The cracks in the window fan into the firewood room.

Thinking about the bag on his forehead, Qian Manman felt that it was not very enjoyable, so he broke half of a cigarette cake and threw it in to burn it together.

At first there was no movement in the room, but as the smoke increased, faint voices could be heard, which could not be heard clearly. After a while, the door was pushed open with a clang, and an old woman went out with a little girl in her arms. After running, Dan Tian shouted angrily: "It's flooded! The firewood house is flooded!"

This voice, like a bell, made Qian Manman tremble in shock, almost kicking over the stove.What an old woman, she is really old and strong, her body is so tough!

Qian Manman strode forward, but the old woman ran so fast that she barely caught up.

Qian Manman almost caused the old woman to run to the front hall, and Kankan caught up with her and grabbed the corner of the old woman's skirt, dragging the old woman back to the ground.

"Old mother, please wait a little longer, take a good look, where is the woodshed on fire?"

The old woman looked back at the firewood room suspiciously. There was indeed no fire. She felt choking in the house before, so she thought it was a fire in the firewood room.

——I can't blame her for running so proficiently, it's really not easy for the lady in her arms who is hated by the head mistress and the first lady to grow up to such a big age, especially when the eldest lady loses her temper and ignores her head and buttocks. It is not impossible that the firewood room leaks water.

Sure enough, there was no water in the firewood room, only a medicine stove in the corner was emitting billowing smoke.In fact, the smoke just now was called big, and there is not much smoke left when a small piece of cigarette cake burns out.

Qian Manman made the old woman feel guilty, and she couldn't help but argue: "The firewood in your house is too wet, it's very choking when it burns."

"Hey, where did you come from, little doll? You just lit the stove under someone's bed. I think you did it on purpose. Is it stupid for you to be an old lady?" The old woman had already thought about it now. Come on, it's easy to scold Qian Manman all over the face.

The little girl in her arms turned her head and looked at Qian Manman curiously, with a quiet and timid appearance.

Yesterday Song Zhiyao was in the shadow of the alley, Qin Yong only took a rough look, the other servants didn't see clearly what the child looked like, and Song Zhiyao also didn't see clearly whether Qin Yong was hit or not.The boys behind him are shorter than Qin Yong, and they don't know how many eyes and mouths these people have.

Qian Manman is not sure if this child is the same as yesterday's, the news that the shadow guards found will not be heard by servants like them, and when the master and the others come over, they will be able to confirm whether this baby is Song Zhiyao.

But why is this child so miserable, with a red rash all over his face.

Song Zhiyao stared at the boy with beeping eyes, and she knew what he was thinking with her toes.

Can it not be miserable?Song Zhiyao thought: Yesterday I was caught by the housekeeper standing and urinating while walking the birds. I was afraid that the old man would come to the door and his wife would find out about the man.

He was already living a difficult life, if his wife knew that he was Lu Bu and not Diao Chan, she might tear him apart.

Song Zhiyao has been intolerant to peaches since she was a child, no, because of the big rash all over her face, she went to Miss Di's room to steal candied fruit last night, put her on the old Yanjin peaches that she didn't eat all the year round The meat was eaten upside down.

Tsk, don't mention it, the rash has grown out, my stomach has been eaten badly, I have been vomiting and diarrhea all night, and now I still have a fever!

well!It is difficult to be a human being, and it is even more difficult to grow up safely under the hands of this poisonous woman.