Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 80 Funeral

Song Jinyue looked at Song Qinghua and explained: "Sister Hua, I will go to Cuixiang Restaurant with cousin Zhi later to eat roast chicken."

"Oh? Forget it." Song Qinghua's face was full of disappointment.

But it's not easy to just go with it.

Zhang Dingzhi tugged his lips and said nothing more.

After using the table in the Zhao Mansion, all the ladies took their leave. As Mrs. Shen was talking to the other ladies, Zhang Dingzhi took Song Jinyue over, bowed and said goodbye.

Only then did he leave the Zhao Mansion and get on the carriage of the Zhang Mansion.

"Sister Yue, tell me, what did your cousin want to do when she came over today?" Zhang Dingzhi then mentioned Song Qinghua's weirdness.

During these days, Song Qinghua never came to show her kindness, which shows that she did not want to get involved in the Duke's palace.

Now that I'm suddenly coming up to you, I'm afraid I might have other thoughts.

Song Jinyue tilted her head and thought for a while, "I think Sister Hua came to look for me. I'm afraid she has something to ask for."

Zhang Dingzhi was puzzled.

Song Jinyue explained: "Today, she finally understood her grandmother's plan. Maybe she didn't want to be a sharp knife in her grandmother's hands, or maybe she valued the betrothed fiancé very highly in her heart."

"Then tell me, will she make a fuss about going back so that she can avoid Mrs. Song's arrangements?" Zhang Dingzhi was not very optimistic. Mrs. Song's character already had such thoughts.

Now, she definitely won't follow her granddaughter's wishes.

I'm afraid there will definitely be a scene.

It was difficult for Song Jinyue to speculate on this. She shook her head, she didn't know either.

The carriage stopped at Cuixiang Restaurant. Zhang Dingzhi and the shopkeeper asked for a private room. The two of them didn't have much to eat at Zhao's birthday banquet. Now they finally ate some preserved fruit.

After eating, Zhang Dingzhi asked the coachman to drive the carriage to the Duke's Mansion.

Song Jinyue lay half-ly comfortably against Cousin Zhi, while the carriage drove slowly down the street.

When he was confused, Zhang's carriage had already stopped in front of Song Guogong's mansion.

Song Jinyue slowly got off the carriage and watched Cousin Zhi's carriage go further and further away. She turned around and was about to enter the mansion when she bumped into the steward of the Xu mansion.

The steward, dressed in white mourning clothes, bent down to salute Song Jinyue and said, "Old slave, I would like to pay my respects to Second Miss Song."

Song Jinyue raised her forehead, indicating that the steward of Xu Mansion did not need to be polite.

I saw the steward holding a stack of white invitations in his hand.

Song Jinyue guessed the purpose of his visit and signaled the steward to come into the house to talk.

Walking under the long corridor, the steward of the Xu Mansion was slightly hunched over, with a sad expression on his face, following Song Jinyue, who had already ordered the servant to invite Mrs. Shen to the main hall.

"What day has Dr. Xu set for the funeral?" Song Jinyue suddenly asked.

The steward of the Xu Mansion paused, sighed, and replied slowly: "Two days from now, I will invite everyone to a banquet tomorrow to see Mr. Xu off."

Mr. Xu's departure has left orphans and widows in the Xu family. It will be extremely difficult for them to gain a foothold in the capital in the future. The residence of Imperial Physician Xu, which has never been the same, is now deserted and deserted, which makes people sigh.

Thinking about Xu Mansion's future situation and future, the steward felt even more melancholy.

"Is Mrs. Xu okay?"

The steward shook his head, sighed again, and replied awkwardly: "Madam has fainted several times, and now she is trying to concentrate on organizing the funeral for Mr. Xu. I'm afraid that after the funeral is done, Madam will have to recuperate..."

It was strange that Dr. Xu died, but after Dr. Xu died, the queen found out that she was pregnant.

Although the emperor did not have a famous saying about this matter, he had guessed something about it. He was afraid that Dr. Xu, who had always asked for the queen's pulse, had a different intention and hanged himself.

Although the emperor ordered Song Guogong to supervise the matter, there has been no progress in the matter and the body has been parked in the Xu Mansion for several days.

Mrs. Xu fainted day by day, so the emperor allowed the Xu family to bury Imperial Doctor Xu first.

This means that if the matter is delayed for a few more days, the matter of Imperial Physician Xu will be over.

Since the day that Dr. Xu disappeared, no one knew where he had gone. Mrs. Xu did not make any public announcement about the matter, and only focused on arranging her husband's funeral arrangements.

"Does Mrs. Xu have any other plans in the future?"

"My wife said that she wants to take the young lady back to the countryside to live there."

While they were talking, they had already reached the main hall, and Song Jinyue said goodbye and returned to Mingzhuxuan.

Along the way, thinking about Dr. Xu made me feel a little uncomfortable.

Qiu Yun saw it in her eyes, but she didn't feel like asking any more questions.

He only stayed with his lady quietly.

Song Jinyue was sitting by the window, looking at the scenery in the courtyard. She thought of Dingzhou for a moment, so she hurriedly called Qiu Yun over and asked, "Have you received any letters from Dingzhou recently?"

Today I forgot to ask Cousin Zhi if there was any letter from uncle.

Qiu Yun shook her head, "No letter was sent."

Counting the time, I haven't received a letter from Dingzhou for seven or eight days. Counting the distance, Xiang Shu should have arrived in Dingzhou, so why didn't he come back with a letter?

Cousin Ping must have seen the letter she sent to Dingzhou, why hasn't he replied yet?

Could it be that something else happened? It delayed cousin Ping from delivering the letter to her?

While thinking about it, Song Jinyue wrote another letter and asked Qiu Yun to send a reliable person to deliver the letter to Xiang Shu.

Qiu Yun left the house with the letter.

Inside the house, Song Jinyue was still sitting by the window in a daze.

Qin Wan's voice came from outside the door, "Miss Song, can I come in?"

"Come in." Song Jinyue looked at the door and replied.

Qin Wan has never caused much trouble to her, but she came to her house today for some unknown reason.

Song Jinyue stood up and walked to the main hall. Qin Wan happened to walk in. She glanced at Qin Wan and pointed to the chair beside her, asking her to sit down and talk.

"Second Miss Song, my brother said that after he enters the examination room, he wants to check out the guest room at Cuixiang Restaurant." Qin Wan looked a little shy and slowly explained her purpose.

In three days, it will be the day of the scientific examination.

Once you enter the examination room, it lasts three days.

Qin Sheng didn't want to occupy the guest room and let Song Jinyue bear her own expenses.

Song Jinyue naturally guessed what the Qin brothers and sisters were thinking. She quickly waved her hand and said with a smile: "It's not too late for the next few days. Nothing will happen."

Qin Wan wanted to refuse again, but Song Jinyue waved her hand, telling her not to have an affair with her. Moreover, the Queen's body had recovered to 70% to 80% after taking the medicine she had given her.

Since he was treating the Queen in private, the Queen could not give Qin Wan anything.

Song Jinyue asked Qin Wan not to be polite to her anymore. Her helping the queen was the greatest reward for her.

Qin Wan then gave up.

After sending Qin Wan away, Qiu Yun also came back. She asked her cousin to go to Dingzhou to deliver the letter in person. Song Jinyue listened and said nothing more.

When she changed her clothes and prepared for dinner, Song Guogong came to Mingzhuxuan.

Seeing that dinner was already served here, he sat down to eat with Song Jinyue.

Grandma Yuan hurriedly prepared bowls and chopsticks.

Song Guogong glanced at his daughter and asked in a deep voice: "I'm going to attend Mrs. Zhao's birthday banquet today. Is everything okay?"

"Go back to father, everything is fine."

Song Guogong picked up the soup bowl, scooped out a spoonful of thick soup, took a sip, and praised: "Your cooking skills in this small kitchen are on par with the chefs in the restaurant."

(End of chapter)