I dress up as a poor noblewoman, and I bring my whole family home with my literary talent.

Chapter 3: Wuyi Family
After such a long speech, Song Lingyi only agreed with the last sentence. The appointment and dismissal of officials is not decided by one family. How can the Minister of Personnel be more powerful than the emperor? When being an official, ability comes first. How can anyone think that being an official is as easy as a hen laying eggs?

Ignorance
"And you!"

The carriage was bumpy and the compartment was narrow. Madam Song raised her hand and pointed, almost poking Song Lingyi's nostrils. She shrank back and pressed against the wall of the compartment in fear.

"Liao, what are you hiding for?!"

"No...I didn't hide," Song Lingyi shook her head repeatedly and straightened her back.

Today, Mrs. Song was chatting with several officials' wives. Knowing that Mrs. Song brought her three daughters to the banquet, she kept praising the Song family for being blessed because all the daughters were pretty, unlike their sons who were all very naughty. These words were like a thorn in her heart.

Madam Song still gets angry when she thinks about it. The third room is just a debt collector!

Sixteen years ago, Zhao Xiaoniang, the third wife, became pregnant with her second child. Mr. Song asked a Taoist priest to tell her fortune, and the priest said that the baby would be a son with a bright future. Only then did she agree to Mr. Song's promotion of Zhao Li from a concubine to a concubine.

But the baby was born to be a girl!
The meaning of "了了" is that there will be no more female babies in the future. But who would have known that after this birth, the Song family would no longer have the fate of having children. It was truly "了了".

"You debt collector, you only know how to eat all day. Even your sister knows how to get close to the old lady, but you have such a pretty face, you just hide behind and keep silent. Are you really that stupid?!"

This lesson is quite unreasonable. It is just scolding for the sake of scolding.
Fourth sister gets scolded for showing off, and Song Lingyi also gets scolded for being honest. I really don't know where Madam Song gets all the anger from all day long.

Song Lingyi smiled sweetly, "Mother, what you said is so unreasonable. Just now you said that a concubine's daughter has no chance of marrying into the Lin family, and now you blame my daughter for not being able to please Old Madam Lin. My daughter is still young, and she can't learn how to please everyone like mother."

Mrs. Song looked gloomy and unhappy.
Fortunately, the carriage stopped in time to remind her that they had arrived home. Mrs. Song was too lazy to say more to the debt collector and got off the carriage and went home.

The three sisters in the carriage finally breathed a sigh of relief

It is said that the east of Chang'an is poor, the west is noble, the south is rich, and the north is humble, with clear distinctions.

In order to pay off their debts, the Song family sold several houses in the southwest and moved several times before finally moving to this house near the western suburbs. It is unknown how many times the house has changed hands, just so that when they talk about it, they can have the word "noble" in their name so that people won't look down on the Song family, who have been a family of nobles for generations.

The two-story house is not big, but it has to accommodate nearly twenty people, which is really a stretch.

There is no imposing red-painted gate, only a lonely plaque with four large characters "Wuyi Mendi" written in gold on a black background. It is said to be the handwriting of Emperor Gaozu himself, and the plaque must be taken with the family no matter how many times the house is moved.

Every time Song Lingyi went in and out and looked at this plaque, she couldn't help but be amazed.

Only this plaque can prove that the Song family was once so prosperous. If she were her father, she would definitely place this plaque in the ancestral hall and wipe it every day, instead of hanging it at the door with no one to appreciate it. After all, the current Song family is really not worthy of these four words. How can a descendant of a noble family live in a small courtyard in the suburbs?

Stepping into the backyard, the three sisters went to their rooms separately.

There was a shortage of housing at home, so Song Lingyi and Song Lingwan shared the east wing, while Song Xianglan, the eldest daughter, had the west wing to herself.

The moonlight is like water, and it is dark under the eaves

Outside the east wing, a person can be seen leaning against the door frame, looking forward to the
"Wanwan is back. Was the Lin family banquet interesting?"

It turned out to be Zhao Xiaoniang
She took a few steps forward, put her arm around Song Lingwan's shoulders very gently, ignored Song Lingyi who was following behind her, and led her into her room.

Song Lingyi was accustomed to such obvious different treatment and didn't care. She had only been here for two months and didn't have a close relationship with Zhao Xiaoniang. It didn't have much impact on her whether she was close to her or not.

Compared to her usual cold attitude and sarcasm, her indifference made Song Lingyi breathe a sigh of relief in her exhaustion.

When she first arrived, she thought that Zhao Xiaoniang treated her biological second daughter badly, just because Mr. Song and Mrs. Song didn't like her, so in order to please the master family, she pretended to hate her in exchange for a few days of comfort. After all, Zhao Xiaoniang treated her biological eldest daughter Song Lingwan very well, doing everything herself and speaking softly, which showed that she could be a good mother.

But later, Song Lingyi realized from Zhao Xiaoniang's constant sayings of "the reincarnation of an evil spirit" and "the reincarnation of an evil star" that Zhao Xiaoniang not only disliked her second biological daughter, but also hated her.

Zhao Xiaoniang was the concubine of Mr. Song. When she gave birth to Song Lingwan, the Song family had not yet fallen on hard times. She only wanted wealth and glory, and she tried every means to get pregnant with a second child. A Taoist priest predicted that the baby would be a boy, so she was promoted to the third concubine.

However, the beautiful life turned into nothing after Song Lingyi was born.

The Song family fell into decline, and she had to think twice about how much of her monthly allowance to use even to buy a piece of Suzhou embroidery she liked; Master Song was even more disgusted with her for giving birth to two daughters in a row and for ignoring her youth.

This was a fatal blow to the vain Zhao Xiaoniang.

Not every parent has the ability to love their children, and admitting that your parents don't love you is the first step to saving yourself. Unfortunately, Song Lingyi never figured this out until her death.

Lying in bed, I can hear occasional laughter from next door

Moonlight poured in through the window, and Song Lingyi stared at the beam in a trance. Human fear comes from the unknown. In her previous life, she had a bright future, but now she has only a broken home and a confused future.

The family fell into decline, and the unmarried girl was a commodity to be sold at a price, with no autonomy. But if she was asked to follow the ancient system, marry a man at the behest of her parents and the matchmaker, she would be unwilling to do so.

creak-

The door was gently opened
Perhaps Song Lingwan and Zhao Xiaoniang had just finished their late-night private conversation, and only then did she remember that it was time to go back to her room and sleep.

The black shadow rustled around the room for a while, then lay down on the bed.

Song Lingyi turned her back to

In the dim room, only the slight sound of breathing
"Fifth sister, are you asleep?" Song Lingwan's voice was very soft.

Song Lingyi sighed and responded calmly: "What's wrong?"

"Today, my dear, talk to me about choosing a son-in-law."

Choosing a son-in-law? It's really like what you think

Although the fourth sister has reached the age of marriage, there are still two older sisters who are waiting to get married. It is too early to discuss this matter now. Besides, it is not the turn of Zhao Xiaoniang to decide on the matter of choosing a son-in-law.

Seeing that her sister beside her didn't move, she continued: "The eldest lady must be concerned about the second sister's marriage, but what about us?" There was loneliness in her tone.

Song Lingyi didn't know how to respond to this. Could she say that she had entrusted her trust to the wrong person and it was better not to marry? Or should she follow her husband wherever he goes and accept her fate?

The fate of women in the feudal era was mostly to stay dormant in the harem, bound by etiquette and filial piety. When they were young, they were girls, when they grew up, they were wives, and when they were old, they were mothers. Only a few of them were able to break free from the shackles.

I’m afraid Fourth Sister won’t want to listen to either of these two answers. Or perhaps, she doesn’t need to listen as she has her own ideas.

Song Lingwan turned around and sighed: "Go to sleep"

(End of this chapter)