"Ah?" Song Ruoxi was surprised. Is this ranking ranked last by birth?

"The eldest lady refused to let the illegitimate child be ahead of the legitimate child." Ji Yun sneered contemptuously, "A prophecy came true. After she gave birth to the fifth girl, she never gave birth to a man or a woman."

"Is a ranking so important?" Song Ruoxi could not understand Xiao Jiang's approach.

"Everyone has his own ideas."

"Madam, girl, the food is ready, is it delivered?" Mint asked outside the house.

"Send it in!" Song Suichu was appointed as the Minister of the Honglu Temple. He was busy with business and had not come back for dinner for a few days. Today, the same is true. Ji Yun simply stayed to have supper with Song Ruoxi.

"Mom, my illness has been cured. Let my wife from the big kitchen go back tomorrow, so as not to think that I am flirting with my spoiledness and furious, and take my anger on my grandmother's concubine." Song Ruoxi gave Ji Yun a few spoons of steamed hibiscus egg custard.

"The lady is so eager for the old lady to pour a few more cups of hot tea on her face."

Song Ruoxi was stunned. Could it be that Madam Ma was masturbating?

"Mrs. Ma is used to being low and small, which makes the old lady coax the old lady to think she is a soft persimmon, and even thinks that your father is also a weak and incompetent person. Five years ago, the old lady would let your father leave Beijing and become an official." In this regard, Ji Yun is still more grateful to Mars.

"But now that Dad has been exposed, she doesn't need to pretend anymore."

"The old man is still there, she still has to pretend to be until the old man dies. In this way, when your father separates and establishes a house, she can coax the old woman to let her leave with her son."

"The old lady has been accused of once, will she be the last time?"

Ji Yun raised her eyebrows, picked up a chopstick and put it in Song Ruoxi's bowl, "That's not something we can do."

Song Ruoxi thought about it and said nothing, and had a quiet meal.

The next day, Song Ruoxi, who had recovered from illness, went to Songheyuan to pay tribute to Old Lady Song with Ji Yun. As soon as he turned the corner, he heard Old Lady Song's loud and sharp voice, "Er girl, you have a lot of skills and your hands are in line!"

"Old lady, third lady, seventh girl, eighth girl, tenth girl is here." The maid saw the person from the third room and informed her inwardly.

When he entered the door, Song Ruojie was kneeling on the ground. Old Mrs. Song sat on the couch with a gray face. The hot tea did not spill on Song Ruojie's face, and it was all sprinkled on the ground.

"Seventh girl, are you going to find the old man and speak for this bastard?" Old Mrs. Song asked sternly without waiting for her to pay her respects.

Song Ruoxi said: "I went to find my grandfather to speak for my second sister. As for the bad seeds mentioned by my grandmother, I don't know who they mean? I have never spoken for the bad seeds."

"You!" Old Mrs. Song took a deep breath, "What benefits did Erya give you?"

"I helped my second sister because we are the same grandfather. We are all girls from the Song family. We speak together and support each other."

"It's OK." Old Master Song's voice came from outside the house.

The fat on Old Mrs. Song's face shook.

Song Ruoxi's lips raised slightly, Old Master Song had mastered the opportunity very well.

"Old man, don't you have to go to court today?" asked Old Mrs. Song.

"There is nothing in the court, so it dispersed early." Old Master Song sat down on the couch, "The second girl got up and talked. The ground was cold, don't get frozen."

"Thank you grandfather." Song Ruojie stood up and retreated aside.

Old Master Song looked at Ouyang and said, "Your second family, second girl's marriage, you must worry about it and don't let people gossip."

"The wife will definitely choose a good marriage for the second girl." After hearing Ji Yun's words, Ouyang had made up his mind and agreed very readily.

Old Mrs. Song and Little Jiang looked at Ouyang at the same time. When did she be so easy to talk to?

"It's nothing, just go back to the room!" Old Master Song had something to say to Mrs. Song and sent everyone away.

Everyone bowed and said they were leaving.

"You and I are so old, so take care of yourself. What is the reason for you to lose your temper every day and make your family restless?" Mr. Song asked knowingly.

Old Mrs. Song pursed her lips and pleated her cheeks.

"I won't say much, I'll say the same thing. If you don't want to stay in the Song family, I'll give you a divorce letter." Old Master Song said harshly and left.

Old Mrs. Song felt a cramp in her chest, and she slapped "Ouch" and fell on the couch. The mothers and maids stood outside and saw that Old Mr. Song had left and came in to serve him. Seeing this, they were shocked and quickly asked someone to go back to Xiao Jiang and invite the doctor to the mansion.

"The old lady's liver fire is strong and she is anxious. In addition, she is old." The doctor coughed lightly, "I have prescribed medicine. The old lady takes it first, take it well, rest calmly, and live a few days, it will be fine."

The older he is, the more afraid he is to die. Old Mrs. Song has not enjoyed the blessings yet. He temporarily resigned to withdraw his troops and was at ease to recuperate. Old Mr. Song got a moment of peace in his backyard.

In the afternoon of that day, Cheng'en Hou Mansion sent someone to send a post, asking the girls in the mansion to come to the house in five days to attend the Hundred Flowers Conference held by Miss Li Si. All the governments in the capital know that the Hundred Flowers Conference held by Cheng'en Hou Mansion was a challenge to Princess Sheng Yu.

If you participate in the Hundred Flowers Conference, you will offend Princess Sheng Yu. If you do not participate in the Hundred Flowers Conference, you will offend Concubine Li. In the past two years, the governments in the capital have complained about this. Last year, the Song family also received a post. Mr. Song thought about it again and again and found an excuse to refuse.

This year, Mr. Song made other considerations, "Princess Sheng Yu is old, and Concubine Yun gave birth to a little princess. The emperor only has the eldest prince born to the concubine. Chengenhou is soaring, and this hundred flowers must go."

Two days before the banquet, Song Ruoxi went to Taohua Temple to copy scriptures and met the Zhu family's carriage at the city gate.

"Miss Seven, I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhu Qianyao pretended to meet you by chance. She didn't ask Song Ruoxi if she agreed, so she got on the carriage by herself.

Song Ruoxi was embarrassed to drive people away, smiled and asked, "Where is Miss Zhu going?"

"I'll go to Taohua Temple to worship Buddha and incense. Where is the Seventh Girl?"

"I'll go to Taohua Temple, too."

"What a coincidence." Zhu Qianyao said with a look of surprise.

Song Ruoxi's eyes flashed and she said, "Yes, what a coincidence."

"I heard that Miss Seven just returned to Beijing last winter. The winter in Qingyuan was cold and wet. Are Miss Seven still used to it?" Zhu Qianyao asked with concern.

"Miss Zhu cares about it, nothing is not unaccustomed to it."

"I heard that Miss Seven has been ill in the temple for five years. I saw that Miss Seven looks very good, not like a person who has been sick for a long time."

I heard again that Song Ruoxi frowned slightly. What did Zhu Qianyao do when she asked about her? She lowered her eyelids and responded lightly, "Yes."

Seeing that Song Ruoxi was a little wary of her, Zhu Qianyao said, "Your third cousin is my eldest sister-in-law, and our two families are in-laws. I am so close to the seventh girl, so I will get together more in the future."

"good."

"I played halfway through the chess last time, but Ruoying was mixed up. I will go to the mansion tomorrow and we will play another game."

"I will go to the Hou Mansion to have a banquet the day after tomorrow, and I will try on my new clothes tomorrow." Song Ruoxi politely refused.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Zhu Qianyao's eyes, but she was not someone that could give up so easily. "Then I'll visit the seventh girl the day after tomorrow."

"I will go out with my mother the day after tomorrow." Song Ruoxi refused again.

Zhu Qianyao showed an injured expression and lowered her head and asked, "Does Miss Seven hate me?"

"Miss Zhu, don't get me wrong. I'm very busy these days and it's not convenient to entertain Miss Zhu. When I have time, I will post a post to invite Miss Zhu over to play." Song Ruoxi said in a word.

Zhu Qianyao turned worries into joy, "Really?"

"Really." Song Ruoxi smiled.
Chapter completed!