The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Song Yunzhao looked at Song Jinxuan and said, "Second Sister, I don't know where the news came from, is it reliable?"

"Naturally, it's reliable. The girl next to me is related to the little girl in my wife's yard." Song Jinxuan said.

Song Yunzhao didn't get to the bottom of it. Aunt Che has eyes and ears in Cai's yard, that's for sure. After all, she has been a concubine for so many years, so she has some roots.

"I see." Song Yunzhao nodded. Naturally, she would not say that she had asked her father to suppress the matter. The two of them had just started to cooperate, so they hadn't put their minds to it.

As for the dispositions of Aunt Che, mother and son, we have to observe and observe.

After reaching an agreement with Song Yunzhao, Song Jinxuan felt relieved immediately, and she also thought about other gossip, "I heard that Dafang is busy preparing outfits for Sister Xi these days. What do you think about your side? If Madam prepares, I'm afraid you won't be careful."

Song Yunzhao was not worried, he looked at Song Jinxuan and said, "With daddy here, at least on the surface, we can't tell who is superior. At most, it's just that my wife is giving Song Qinghan more money in private."

Speaking of money, Song Jinxuan frowned, "Although I have my aunt to subsidize, I don't have much in my hand. At most, I can only give you 22 taels for extra money. Don't think it's too little."

Song Yunzhao glanced at Song Jinxuan unexpectedly, he didn't expect that she would be willing to take out her own money.

Although Song Jinxuan was richer than her, but because there were many people in charge of the business, the expenses were much higher than hers, and it was not easy to save some money.

"Looking back, I'll ask my second brother, and I can give you some. In short, it can't be too shabby than Song Qinghan. I have inquired specifically. Some old ladies in the palace will deliberately make it difficult for others to take advantage. It is better to have money than not to have it."

Song Yunzhao thought he had already inquired about this. It seemed that Song Jinxuan had really thought about running for the election before, but he didn't expect that he would be happy to let it go.

"That's not necessary. My father will definitely help me. It's not easy for you to save some money, so keep it for yourself." Song Yunzhao directly refused. She still had a hundred taels from the Xie family in her hand, and she was not as shabby as Song Jinxuan said. In fact, her father also subsidized her a lot in private.

It's just that she wants to live a more relaxed life in the mansion, so she has to be willing to spend money to pave the way. There is some spare money, but it is not rich.

Song Jinxuan was relieved to hear that she didn't need to pay the money, that's really great, there is no need to cut flesh.

Song Yunzhao couldn't hold back his joy when he saw her hopeless appearance.

Song Jinxuan: ...

What's wrong with being poor?

Whose concubine is not poor?

Song Jinxuan left angrily, and Song Yunzhao didn't keep her.

On the other side, Song Qinghan was sitting in her room listening to Hanxiao's reply.

"...The master went to the lady's side and didn't know what he said. After the person left, the lady became very angry. Another hour later, the eldest lady came to talk to the lady, and the lady's face was also very unhappy. The slaves have not been able to find out what was said, but the little girl who opened the curtain faintly heard that it has something to do with the election."

Song Qinghan frowned slightly, she didn't want to go out of the yard these days because she was afraid that people would laugh at her.

Knowing that His Majesty will be elected, why did she rush to the uncle's mansion, and why did she offend both Song Yexi and Song Jinxuan.

Now the two are gnashing their teeth with hatred for themselves, and they don't know if they will embarrass her in the general election.

She is not afraid of Song Jinxuan, a concubine of the third room, with her mother around, would not dare to make big waves, but it is hard to say about Song Yexi, they are cousins, and she can't control the head of the big room.

Song Qinghan couldn't sit still any longer, so she stood up and walked out.

Seeing it with a smile, Han Xiao hurriedly chased after her, "Girl, Madam told you to wait, maybe there will be good news tomorrow."

Song Qinghan was not so optimistic, and said: "Father must have come to find mother because of Yun Zhao, I have to find out."

Han Xiao couldn't stop her, so she had no choice but to follow.

When Song Qinghan arrived at the main courtyard, there was not even a sound in the courtyard, and the little girl who was pulling the curtain under the verandah disappeared.

"Miss, why are you here?"

Song Qinghan showed a shallow smile, "I came to see my mother, and I heard that my mother is not in a good mood."

Yin Zhu glanced back, and then said in a low voice: "Madam just finished getting angry, eldest girl, I will let you know."

Song Qinghan nodded, "I'm sorry."

Yinzhu smiled and turned back, and soon came out again, "Miss, Madam let you in."

Song Qinghan stepped into the threshold while nodding. As soon as she entered, she saw only Mother Zhao serving by her side. She suppressed her anxiety and stepped forward to greet her, "Mother."

Cai cheered up and looked at her daughter, "Why are you here now? Sit down and talk."

Song Qinghan sat down next to her mother, and said softly: "My daughter heard that you are not in a good mood, so come and take a look."

After listening to her daughter's words, Mrs. Cai felt even more headache, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Zhao's mother watched from the side, and took a step forward, "Miss, I'm afraid that the matter of letting Miss San follow the old lady to stay in the temple to pray for blessings won't work."

Song Qinghan's heart that had been hanging all the time sank when she heard these words, and looked up at her mother, "Mother, did it mean father?"

Mrs. Cai nodded, "Han'er, your uncle has sent a letter asking Ye Xi and Yun Zhao to run with you."

"The family has already been separated, how can uncle manage our house?" Song Qinghan said dissatisfied.

"What are you talking about? Even though the family is separated, your uncle is still your father's brother." Cai looked at her daughter, "This matter is a foregone conclusion. You can let go of your heart. With Yun Zhao's temperament, being with you will only make her domineering. This is also a good thing for you."

Song Qinghan frowned, but she felt that things might not go so smoothly. Since her mother's side couldn't work out, she had to find a way by herself.

"Mother is right, I listen to you." Song Qinghan smiled with a cute look.

Mrs. Cai patted her daughter's hand distressedly, "Don't worry, mother will bring you some more money this time, and I've asked your grandmother to help you inquire about the matters in the palace, so you can do it cheaply."

Song Qinghan pursed her lips and smiled, "My mother has taken care of me. When my daughter really has good luck in the future, she will definitely be filial to you, so that you can enjoy the blessings and get a royal wife."

Mrs. Cai was very happy when she heard the words, "Then mother is waiting, my son is a lucky one, mother will definitely be able to wait."

Song Qinghan talked with her mother for a while before getting up and leaving. When she returned to her yard, she called Fu Rong and gave her a few words in a low voice.

Furong said with a embarrassed face, "Miss, this is really risky, you have to think about it."

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