Song Yuanhuanzhi
Chapter 231 Fu Wanrong Comes to the Door
Among the 38 dead, one was not far from the house Song Huan rented.
Song Huan used to buy buns from him occasionally.
When Song Huan passed by, he glanced at the corpse carried out by the yamen servant.
The throat was sealed with a knife, and the edge of the knife was neat and neat.
Obviously it's the work of a master.
How could a common man selling steamed buns mess with such a person, unless there was something special about this common man.
This incident caused a sensation in this area, the neighbors who didn't know where they were, had to be cautious when they went out, for fear that they would die like the little bun seller who didn't know why.
For unknown reasons, Song Huan was influenced by everyone, fearing that it would be unsafe for Fu Yuanzhi and Adi to go to court, so he directly decided to accompany them every day, send them into the palace gate, and then go to his own business, and wait until they are on duty. catch.
Song Huan sent them back home after seeing them in the palace, and sighed silently when she saw the corn planted in the flower garden. My brother's mood has been affected since Marquis Wu'an was imprisoned a few days ago, and occasionally he would stare blankly at the corn seedlings that just reached his knees .
Brother also counted on Marquis Wu'an to promote corn, but now I am afraid it will end without a problem.
Rather than relying on others, it is better to rely on yourself.
Song Huan watered the corn seedlings, turned around and saw the carriage approaching the door, Song Huan didn't care and was about to close the door and go out.
At this time, the carriage stopped at the door of the house, and the first to get off was a little maid, who helped the young woman with a woman's hair bun out of the car.
Song Huan looked at the woman opposite and didn't speak.
This person is very familiar.
But she couldn't remember who it was.
"Song Huan, long time no see." A gentle voice reached Song Huan's ears.
Fu Wanrong looked at Song Huan's polite smile, and was about to say something when Song Huan asked, "Are you...?"
Fu Wanrong: "...Fu Wanrong."
Song Huan suddenly remembered, "Fu Xuelin's younger sister?"
Fu Wanrong nodded.
In fact, during the years in Darongshu Village, Song Huan and Fu Wanrong didn't see each other several times a year. Fu Wanrong mostly stayed at home and was raised by the Pan family as a lady of the family. Occasionally, she only caught a glimpse or two from a distance. Now she feels familiar. Thanks to Song Huan's good memory.
As far as Fu Wanrong is concerned, she is the object of envy among the girls in the village. In addition, she has a particularly talented brother, so she is even more envious.
"What's the matter?" Song Huan didn't have a good impression of Fu Xuelin's family, and he asked such a question based on his upbringing.
In the area where Song Huan lived, it was rare to see such a good carriage, and there were many neighbors watching from a distance.
Fu Wanrong sensed everyone's discussion and said, "Can we go into the room and discuss it in detail?"
Song Huan frowned, but finally said nothing, opened the door and let their master and servant enter the room.
Fu Wanrong glanced at the corn, she didn't know much about it, she only looked at the layout of the courtyard.
Song Huan closed the door and asked them to sit down in the main room.
Song Huan didn't pour water for her, the maid beside her touched the kettle silently, seeing that it was warm, she poured water for Fu Wanrong.
Fu Wanrong took the water, and asked the maid to pour Song Huan another cup.
It looks like she is the mistress of the house.
After all, Song Huan has seen a lot of people, so he can still hold his breath.
Since Fu Wanrong was not in a hurry to speak, she didn't ask, anyway, she had a lot of time.
Fu Wanrong winked at the servant girl, who immediately left and closed the door very politely.
Seeing that the two of them were left in the room, Fu Wanrong sighed silently when she looked at Song Huan, who was even more handsome. Finally, she couldn't hold back and asked, "Has my cousin been living with you all this time?"
Song Huan looked at Fu Wanrong, neither saying yes nor no.
Fu Wanrong was able to find this place, so she knew that Fu Yuanzhi couldn't live here, and this group of people who were twisted and twisted like to ask questions when they know what they know.
Fu Wanrong evoked a smile, and said, "That year, the marriage contract that my cousin presented was fake, right?"
Song Huan raised his eyebrows.
Fu Wanrong also stopped talking about the past, and continued: "As a Tanhua Lang, my cousin's status is no longer the same. Although you are the sister of the champion, and on the surface, the marriage between the two families is well-matched, but in fact, you can't help Tang. Brother, if you really care about him, you should leave him, so that he can have a safe place to stay in this strange capital, and have someone to help and support him, instead of being a person who hinders him."
"Besides, you are already the elder sister of Zhuangyuan Lang. It is not difficult to find a wealthy family or a seventh-rank official to marry."
Fu Wanrong's gentle voice was like a snake that kept spitting out words, she was trying to put pressure on Song Huan.
Seeing Fu Wanrong's appearance at this time, Song Huan suddenly remembered what Mrs. Sun said to her when she went back to Darongshu Village alone a few years ago.
Not to say that there is not much difference, it is exactly the same.
Song Huan's voice was calm: "What capacity are you using to say these things to me?"
Fu Wanrong smiled and said, "Isn't that obvious? I am my brother's sister."
Song Huan looked stunned, with an amiable face, but what he said directly pierced people's hearts: "As a brother and sister, do you have a trace of respect for your brother from the bottom of your heart? The three standards of 'ti' are 'respect',' Shun', 'thing', what did you do?"
Fu Wanrong's face turned pale, she looked away uncomfortably, and said calmly, "I used to be young and ignorant, but now I can do it myself."
"I'm seventeen, I can get married, so is that still young?" Song Huan raised doubts.
Fu Wanrong didn't want Song Huan to bring the topic to her, so she changed the topic back and said, "Song Huan, I know what you want. My husband and I still have a few of the same age, all of whom are seventh-rank or sixth-rank officials. If you don't drag your cousin down, I will take care of your lifelong affairs for you."
Song Huan almost laughed angrily.
"You learned something in the capital." Song Huan said in affirmative words.
Fu Wanrong: "???"
Song Huan saw Fu Wanrong's doubts, and kindly explained to her, "I didn't expect you to like to help people draw red lines now?"
Fu Wanrong's face turned red, she was pissed off.
Song Huan sighed, and said deliberately: "You have also seen that I have reached this age, and with my own situation, if I want to find a good man who has never been married, who else can I look for besides Fu Yuanzhi?"
"The ones you want to introduce to me, those who haven't been married are either flawed or poor. Those who have been married have either died of wives, or have children, or..."
Song Huan leaned forward, exhaled in a low voice and said ambiguously: "Either...the physical strength is not good..."
Fu Wanrong's face turned red after hearing this sentence.
Sure enough, he was born without parental upbringing, so he can say such shameless words.
Song Huan looked at Fu Wanrong with satisfaction, who wanted to say something but couldn't.
"Tell me, how can such a Fu Yuanzhi let me let go? If you were me, would you let go of your future husband-in-law who has been raised for several years to marry another woman?" Song Huan smiled at Fu Wanrong.
Fu Wanrong was speechless for a while, and finally calmed down her embarrassment before she spoke: "Song Huan, you are not good for your cousin or Song Yi, you know..."
Song Huan interrupted: "I don't know, I'm not that selfless. Fu Yuanzhi was able to go to the capital to rush for the exam, but I supported him all the way. You blood relatives have never paid a penny. He is promising now. You The so-called younger sister popped up again and said it was good for him, it's really a dung beetle wearing a mask, smelly and shameless."
Thanks to those who voted yesterday
Song Huan used to buy buns from him occasionally.
When Song Huan passed by, he glanced at the corpse carried out by the yamen servant.
The throat was sealed with a knife, and the edge of the knife was neat and neat.
Obviously it's the work of a master.
How could a common man selling steamed buns mess with such a person, unless there was something special about this common man.
This incident caused a sensation in this area, the neighbors who didn't know where they were, had to be cautious when they went out, for fear that they would die like the little bun seller who didn't know why.
For unknown reasons, Song Huan was influenced by everyone, fearing that it would be unsafe for Fu Yuanzhi and Adi to go to court, so he directly decided to accompany them every day, send them into the palace gate, and then go to his own business, and wait until they are on duty. catch.
Song Huan sent them back home after seeing them in the palace, and sighed silently when she saw the corn planted in the flower garden. My brother's mood has been affected since Marquis Wu'an was imprisoned a few days ago, and occasionally he would stare blankly at the corn seedlings that just reached his knees .
Brother also counted on Marquis Wu'an to promote corn, but now I am afraid it will end without a problem.
Rather than relying on others, it is better to rely on yourself.
Song Huan watered the corn seedlings, turned around and saw the carriage approaching the door, Song Huan didn't care and was about to close the door and go out.
At this time, the carriage stopped at the door of the house, and the first to get off was a little maid, who helped the young woman with a woman's hair bun out of the car.
Song Huan looked at the woman opposite and didn't speak.
This person is very familiar.
But she couldn't remember who it was.
"Song Huan, long time no see." A gentle voice reached Song Huan's ears.
Fu Wanrong looked at Song Huan's polite smile, and was about to say something when Song Huan asked, "Are you...?"
Fu Wanrong: "...Fu Wanrong."
Song Huan suddenly remembered, "Fu Xuelin's younger sister?"
Fu Wanrong nodded.
In fact, during the years in Darongshu Village, Song Huan and Fu Wanrong didn't see each other several times a year. Fu Wanrong mostly stayed at home and was raised by the Pan family as a lady of the family. Occasionally, she only caught a glimpse or two from a distance. Now she feels familiar. Thanks to Song Huan's good memory.
As far as Fu Wanrong is concerned, she is the object of envy among the girls in the village. In addition, she has a particularly talented brother, so she is even more envious.
"What's the matter?" Song Huan didn't have a good impression of Fu Xuelin's family, and he asked such a question based on his upbringing.
In the area where Song Huan lived, it was rare to see such a good carriage, and there were many neighbors watching from a distance.
Fu Wanrong sensed everyone's discussion and said, "Can we go into the room and discuss it in detail?"
Song Huan frowned, but finally said nothing, opened the door and let their master and servant enter the room.
Fu Wanrong glanced at the corn, she didn't know much about it, she only looked at the layout of the courtyard.
Song Huan closed the door and asked them to sit down in the main room.
Song Huan didn't pour water for her, the maid beside her touched the kettle silently, seeing that it was warm, she poured water for Fu Wanrong.
Fu Wanrong took the water, and asked the maid to pour Song Huan another cup.
It looks like she is the mistress of the house.
After all, Song Huan has seen a lot of people, so he can still hold his breath.
Since Fu Wanrong was not in a hurry to speak, she didn't ask, anyway, she had a lot of time.
Fu Wanrong winked at the servant girl, who immediately left and closed the door very politely.
Seeing that the two of them were left in the room, Fu Wanrong sighed silently when she looked at Song Huan, who was even more handsome. Finally, she couldn't hold back and asked, "Has my cousin been living with you all this time?"
Song Huan looked at Fu Wanrong, neither saying yes nor no.
Fu Wanrong was able to find this place, so she knew that Fu Yuanzhi couldn't live here, and this group of people who were twisted and twisted like to ask questions when they know what they know.
Fu Wanrong evoked a smile, and said, "That year, the marriage contract that my cousin presented was fake, right?"
Song Huan raised his eyebrows.
Fu Wanrong also stopped talking about the past, and continued: "As a Tanhua Lang, my cousin's status is no longer the same. Although you are the sister of the champion, and on the surface, the marriage between the two families is well-matched, but in fact, you can't help Tang. Brother, if you really care about him, you should leave him, so that he can have a safe place to stay in this strange capital, and have someone to help and support him, instead of being a person who hinders him."
"Besides, you are already the elder sister of Zhuangyuan Lang. It is not difficult to find a wealthy family or a seventh-rank official to marry."
Fu Wanrong's gentle voice was like a snake that kept spitting out words, she was trying to put pressure on Song Huan.
Seeing Fu Wanrong's appearance at this time, Song Huan suddenly remembered what Mrs. Sun said to her when she went back to Darongshu Village alone a few years ago.
Not to say that there is not much difference, it is exactly the same.
Song Huan's voice was calm: "What capacity are you using to say these things to me?"
Fu Wanrong smiled and said, "Isn't that obvious? I am my brother's sister."
Song Huan looked stunned, with an amiable face, but what he said directly pierced people's hearts: "As a brother and sister, do you have a trace of respect for your brother from the bottom of your heart? The three standards of 'ti' are 'respect',' Shun', 'thing', what did you do?"
Fu Wanrong's face turned pale, she looked away uncomfortably, and said calmly, "I used to be young and ignorant, but now I can do it myself."
"I'm seventeen, I can get married, so is that still young?" Song Huan raised doubts.
Fu Wanrong didn't want Song Huan to bring the topic to her, so she changed the topic back and said, "Song Huan, I know what you want. My husband and I still have a few of the same age, all of whom are seventh-rank or sixth-rank officials. If you don't drag your cousin down, I will take care of your lifelong affairs for you."
Song Huan almost laughed angrily.
"You learned something in the capital." Song Huan said in affirmative words.
Fu Wanrong: "???"
Song Huan saw Fu Wanrong's doubts, and kindly explained to her, "I didn't expect you to like to help people draw red lines now?"
Fu Wanrong's face turned red, she was pissed off.
Song Huan sighed, and said deliberately: "You have also seen that I have reached this age, and with my own situation, if I want to find a good man who has never been married, who else can I look for besides Fu Yuanzhi?"
"The ones you want to introduce to me, those who haven't been married are either flawed or poor. Those who have been married have either died of wives, or have children, or..."
Song Huan leaned forward, exhaled in a low voice and said ambiguously: "Either...the physical strength is not good..."
Fu Wanrong's face turned red after hearing this sentence.
Sure enough, he was born without parental upbringing, so he can say such shameless words.
Song Huan looked at Fu Wanrong with satisfaction, who wanted to say something but couldn't.
"Tell me, how can such a Fu Yuanzhi let me let go? If you were me, would you let go of your future husband-in-law who has been raised for several years to marry another woman?" Song Huan smiled at Fu Wanrong.
Fu Wanrong was speechless for a while, and finally calmed down her embarrassment before she spoke: "Song Huan, you are not good for your cousin or Song Yi, you know..."
Song Huan interrupted: "I don't know, I'm not that selfless. Fu Yuanzhi was able to go to the capital to rush for the exam, but I supported him all the way. You blood relatives have never paid a penny. He is promising now. You The so-called younger sister popped up again and said it was good for him, it's really a dung beetle wearing a mask, smelly and shameless."
Thanks to those who voted yesterday
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