Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 19 Come to the door

Song Jinyue adjusted the skirt in front of her, and the red agate pendants hanging on her earrings reflected large red water droplets on the lake-blue clothes under the sunlight, which looked particularly novel and beautiful.

The two masters were sitting leisurely in the courtyard. If it weren't for the messy mud and dead branches and leaves, there would be a somewhat harmonious atmosphere.

The Duke of Song Dynasty went to court today and practiced calligraphy in his study because he had recently acquired a fine Duan inkstone.

When Shen sent her maid to invite her, Song Guogong was not very happy. He felt that Shen had disturbed him. A drop of ink on a copybook he had just finished ruined the atmosphere.

Song Guogong sighed, crumpled the copybook into a ball and threw it into the bamboo basket, flicked his sleeves and then came to Mingzhuxuan.

The maid announced that the Duke had arrived. Mrs. Shen hurriedly stood up, straightened her clothes, and went to the door to greet him. Qiu Yun helped her young lady get up and walked towards the door.

Song Guogong's complexion was not very good since he was disturbed by Mr. Shen. The dark blue robe made his livid complexion even more aggravated.

"Master." Seeing that the Duke's face was ashen, Shen gave the maid a sharp look, she really couldn't handle even the smallest thing!

"Father." Song Jinyue's voice was soft and she bowed respectfully.

Song Guogong nodded slightly, and his frown relaxed a little, but the anger that had just subsided could be seen from the corner of his eyes at the mess in the courtyard, and his frown furrowed again.

Let's go and see that Mrs. Shen has brought a group of Wuyangyang people here.

Immediately, he made a face and glared at Mr. Shen angrily.

Shen knew that the Duke must have misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "Sir, Yue'er saw that the two peach trees were an eyesore, so she ordered the two maids in the courtyard to cut down the peach trees..."

"Then what are you doing here with these people?"

"Back to the master, today Xi'er and Yue'er went to the palace together. I saw that Xi'er had not returned home with Yue'er, so I came to ask, but who would have expected that I bumped into..." Shen said halfway.

, Aunt Zhao behind her hurriedly saluted the Duke, turned around and hurriedly walked to the blue-grey stone table.

He held the rusty iron box in front of the Duke.

The Duke of Song was horrified that it was actually a witchcraft! The most taboo thing for the emperor! How could such a rebellious thing do this again?

Mrs. Shen observed the Duke's expression and then continued softly: "This thing was dug out from under the peach tree in Mingzhuxuan courtyard..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen's expression fell on Song Jinyue with a dark and unclear expression.

If this thing was dug up in Mingzhuxuan, it can only have something to do with that little bitch.

Song Guogong snorted coldly, took a step forward, glanced at the contents of the iron box, and instantly felt a burst of blood rushing to the top of his head.

That was actually the birth date of the Queen and Zhang family!

Song Guogong gritted his teeth and glared at Shen, and scolded: "Shen, why don't you go find out the origin of this thing quickly! This Duke's house must be turned upside down by me, and we must find out what it is."

The dog slave who took advantage of the ambition of the leopard came out and asked him why he wanted to blame Yue'er!"

The whole process was almost finished. Shen's heart was trembling. The master was so biased in favor of this little bitch!

She stood aside with her head lowered and did not answer.

The Duke of Song's heart was not what Shen thought. The Duke of Song just didn't want to damage the reputation of the Duke's mansion because of Yue'er's incident!

"What are you still doing? Go and find Butler Song for me!" Song Guogong yelled at the young boy who was following behind him. The young boy in a gray cloth jacket hurriedly bowed and retreated out of the Ming Dynasty.

He jogged all the way to Zhuxuan's courtyard gate and almost fell down.

"Master, I think I should ask the second lady about this matter. After all, looking at the rust on the iron box, it seems that it has been buried for some years..."

"Shut up!" Song Guogong scolded sternly, his eyes wanting to scratch Shen's body with his knife.

She is a woman after all, she is so stupid!

This Shen family is really short-sighted. She doesn't even think about it. If this matter spreads out, will the lives of all the people in the Duke's mansion be saved?

I usually see Mrs. Shen as a gentle, considerate and understanding person. Why is it that Yue'er has just come back now? How come Mr. Shen's behavior is becoming more and more mindless?

In front of all the servants, Song Guogong was slapping Shen in the face. She had been the mistress of the Duke's mansion for five years and was careful every day. Now, the master did not care that the servants were still there.

Showing no mercy to her!

The words Shen wanted to say were stuck in her throat. She opened her mouth slightly for a moment, but no words came out.

He looked lonely and his eyes were filled with grievances.

Aunt Zhao gently tugged at Shen's dark purple sleeves embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, and signaled Shen not to say anything. Officials would come to her door later. Even if the Duke of the country was protecting her, the second lady would not.

Ways to escape guilt.

Mrs. Shen lowered his head and pressed a piece of plain handkerchief to the end of his eyes. That look made people feel pity.

Song Guogong felt a little regretful immediately, but in front of everyone, he couldn't help but calm down to coax Mrs. Shen, so he cleared his throat.

"Yue'er, you're so good, why did you cut down the peach tree as soon as you came back?" Song Guogong asked the reason.

Before returning home, she had prepared her words. The scholars in lake blue stood straight in the courtyard, with no trace of timidity in their eyes, "Going back to my father, the night before returning home, my daughter dreamed that this peach tree was actually there.

During the green winter and the white snow, the trees were lush with leaves and flowers. I looked through ancient books and said that this was an ominous sign. So when I returned to the house, I didn't want to raise an army and stir up a crowd. This shocked the whole house, so I ordered the maid in the courtyard to give the peach tree to

Cut it off."

Song Guogong understood clearly.

I am pleased that my daughter has thought carefully.

"But who would have thought that such a rebellious thing would be unearthed today." Song Jinyue's face showed a look of fear.

For a moment, Song Guogong felt sorry for his daughter.

At this moment, Manager Song walked in with his eyebrows knitted together, followed by several government servants dressed as city patrol officials, led by a middle-aged man wearing a dark court uniform embroidered with gold and a tuft of beard.

This man is the notoriously black-faced Mr. Bao Gongdu from the City Patrol Department. He is most insular. Because of the favor of the emperor, there is no official residence in Kyoto that he would not dare to check!

"Why did Mr. Du come to visit today? I will order someone to prepare a table of wine and food." Song Guogong hurriedly looked at Manager Song behind him and ordered: "Go and tell the kitchen to prepare a table of wine and food!"

There was no trace of emotion on Mr. Du's dark face. He waved his hand, then bowed to Song Guogong and said, "Don't bother me, Duke Guo. I am here to handle the case today!"

"Oh? Can you please take a moment to speak, Mr. Du? This is the inner chamber after all..."

Song Guogong was worried that the iron box would be discovered, so he turned sideways and blocked Lord Du's sight. The iron box that had just been placed back on the bluestone table was now facing Lord Du's sight.

"My lord, there is no need to block it. I have already seen it!" When Mr. Du entered the courtyard just now, he saw the mess in the courtyard and the iron box on the stone table. Although he could not see clearly what was inside, he could see it.

I guessed that it must be something that was reported as a violation.

Song Jinyue turned sideways, and in the sight of all the foreign men, the Qingyun gauze round fan that Qiu Yun had just taken in her hand was in place at this moment, and she was using the round fan to cover her face.

Qiu Yun stepped forward unconsciously and protected the young lady behind her.

(End of chapter)