The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Song Jinxuan felt very sad when she thought of her aunt's words, she said: "She is old, how can she compete with a brightly colored girl, but she can't admit defeat, so she can only grit her teeth and go down."

To be a concubine is to rely on a face. When you are young, you are beautiful and beautiful, but when the flowering period is over, there will naturally be new people.

Song Jinxuan didn't want to tell Song Yunzhao these words, she paused, and then she spoke casually, "My aunt doesn't have any ideas either. Madam's purpose of doing this is first to ease the relationship with father, and second, to suppress aunt. I just don't think this is good news for the third sister. If the newcomer raised by the madam wins father's liking, it will inevitably be in father's ear to sow discord between the younger sister and father."

Song Yunzhao glanced at Song Jinxuan, then smiled, "Second Sister is worrying too much, but I'm not afraid of it."

Song Jinxuan knew that Song Yunzhao was not easy to fool, but she didn't say anything more now, anyway, the news got through.

When the two arrived at Cai's courtyard, Song Qinghan had already arrived, her face flushed with joy, and when she saw Song Yunzhao, her smile disappeared instantly, showing a look of disdain.

Song Yunzhao felt that Song Qinghan was really sick, not a serious one.

She sat down on the chair in a big way, without even saying hello. This posture made Song Qinghan's eyes hurt.

"Third sister is so arrogant, the rules are getting better and better now."

Listening to Song Qinghan's sarcasm, Song Yunzhao didn't even look at her, and said directly, "There is still a difference between dreams and wishful thinking. Some people are not yet masters, so they can't hide what they are."

Song Jinxuan covered her lips with a handkerchief to hide her astonishment. Is Song Yunzhao crazy?

She knew that Song Yunzhao had a bad temper and a poisonous mouth, but now she was more poisonous than before, and she couldn't be provoked, could not be provoked.

Song Qinghan was so angry that Song Yunzhao's words hit her tailbone, she was trembling with anger, but she suppressed her swallowing, let her be proud for a few more days, and when she really entered the palace, see if she still speaks hard.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became very stagnant, Song Yunzhao was unaffected, Song Jinxuan was on pins and needles, Song Qinghan was so angry that she pursed her lips and remained silent. Fortunately, Song Haoyue and Song Haoming arrived soon.

Song Haoyue's handsome features look like Song Sanye, while Song Haoming is more like Aunt Che. The two brothers stand together very seductive.

Song Yunzhao didn't feel any disturbance in his heart, and when the two of them greeted each other, they just responded and were not close.

Song Yuming was born to Aunt Che, so there is nothing to say if he is not close to her.

However, Song Yuyue and her mother are compatriots, but this younger brother has seen her being disgusted and mistreated by the Cai family for so many years, but he has never said anything or done anything.

On the contrary, the relationship between Song Yuyue and Song Qinghan is closer.

Something like kinship can't be forced sometimes.

Song Yanyue sat on the chair next to Song Qinghan, listening to her talk about the affairs in the Bo's residence, with a focused and serious expression, nodding from time to time.

Song Yunzhao just felt bored. Where did Song Qinghan tell Song Yuyue, she was clearly showing off to her.

Mrs. Cai appeared with Third Master Song. Mrs. Cai didn't even look at Song Yunzhao, but said to her husband, "This time Qinghan's affairs went so smoothly, my sister helped me a lot. When things are done later, I have to thank her very much."

Third Master Song nodded and was about to speak when several children in the room got up to greet him. He swallowed his words back and said with a smile, "Sit down, we are so busy that we can have a meal together."

Song Sanye is a Duan Shui master. He cared about several children one by one, and then asked the two sons about their homework, and finally looked at Song Yunzhao, "Can you have fun going out today?"

Song Yunzhao was much more obedient and closer to the cheap father, his eyes were bent, and he said with a smile: "Happy, the capital is more prosperous than Nanyu. Today, my daughter went to Sanyuanlou to listen to books, drank tea, and went shopping in the street market. When Daddy is free someday, let's go out together, and my daughter treats Daddy to tea."

Song Sanye laughed loudly, "You should keep the monthly money for yourself, just have fun, but the capital is not as good as Nanyu, so it's not easy to go out often."

"Yes, my daughter listens to my father." Song Yunzhao obediently agreed.

Song Qinghan looked at the situation of father's kindness and daughter's filial piety from the side, her face was very ugly, she collected herself, and remembered that she had offended her father. If her mother hadn't pleaded hard, the election would have been delayed, so she suppressed her anger and pretended not to see it.

When she gains power after entering the palace, she will always get back the lost decency.

The Cai family interrupted the scene where Song Yunzhao and Song Sanye were talking about their father-daughter relationship when they called someone to serve the food. After the food was served and the family sat down, they said slowly, "Master, you can't delay the homework of Wei Yue and Bo Ming. We have to find a good teacher to teach them. My father will help to watch over them, and I have to ask the master to help me when I turn around."

Song Sanye attached great importance to the homework of his two sons, and he became serious when he heard the words, "This is what it should be. I will visit my father-in-law and mother-in-law in person later."

Mrs. Cai smiled happily, "The two elders have been thinking of the master for a long time, so you will be happy to go to them." He changed his voice, "It just so happens that Qinghan's matter has been settled, and I want to take her back to her mother's house tomorrow. Let's take a look at the situation in the palace. Fortunately, there is some news from my mother's house. If we can find out clearly, it will save the child from entering the palace and suffer."

Third Master Song nodded, "This is the best." Then he looked at Song Qinghan, "When you go to your grandfather's house tomorrow, don't be arrogant, and you must be thoughtful and courteous in what you say and do."

Song Qinghan couldn't hold back the smile on her face when she heard the words, her father could greet Song Yunzhao with care, but when he came to her, he could only reprimand and warn her, but she nodded when she remembered her mother's advice, but the meal was really suffocating.

Cai looked at the elder daughter with a bad expression, glanced at Yun Zhao, looked at the third master, and said: "Master, although Qinghan is entering the palace, he still needs some money around him. This is different from getting married. I want to give Qinghan 20,000 taels. What do you think, master?"

Twenty thousand taels?

Song Yunzhao sneered in his heart, how dare Mrs. Cai speak!

Back then when the eldest daughter Song Guiyi married, the grand lady only had five thousand taels of dowry.

Besides, ordinary officials and eunuchs usually pay two or three thousand taels of silver to marry their daughters. The Song family has a rich family and is not stingy with the dowry, but the Cai family dared to ask for twenty thousand taels.

Song Qinghan stared at Song Yunzhao, wanting to see how jealous and incompetent she looked, but she didn't see Song Yunzhao frowning for a long while, rolled his eyes, and said guiltily, "My parents think so much about me, and my daughter really can't repay her. From now on, I will definitely remember the kindness of the family, and I won't let my parents down."

Listening to this bitch's bitch's words, Song Yunzhao really wanted to spit on her face.

However, killing chickens with a sledgehammer.

Twenty thousand taels?

She is dreaming!