husband and wife

Chapter 457

Mrs. Chen lowered her head slightly, and her heart was slightly complicated. She returned to Beijing with her husband to report on her duties last month. Her husband was appointed by the sage as the young minister of Dali Temple. Beijing officials are on the same level, and now saints love to use talented young people, unlike the previous emperor who judged his qualifications in everything. If he really did a good job and did practical things, he would be promoted to two levels after three years. It is also possible to become the minister of Dali Temple. Her husband was Tanhua handpicked by the first emperor back then, and he was recognized as a talented person.

She was only in her early 30s, and she was already a fourth-rank member of the court. When her father promised her to her husband, she never thought that he could be promoted so quickly. There is no doubt that she is the most enviable existence of the sisters in the family. Those wives in front of her have also changed their attitudes now, they look respectful and only look after her, but she is nothing in front of this person.

At the beginning, she became friends with Mrs. Song because her husband had the closest relationship with Mr. Song. Although she came from a scholarly family, she did not look down on Mrs. Song who came from a businessman because of her mother Chunchun's teaching. Getting along with each other also found that although Mrs. Song came from a bad background, she was knowledgeable, humorous, open-minded and open-minded, and didn't mind the contemptuous eyes of others. It was indeed more interesting than being with other wives.

After coming and going, we became familiar with each other, and it kind of meant handing over handkerchiefs. Even afterward, each took a post with his husband, and often kept in touch with each other by letter.But no matter what, she didn't expect that the person who was ridiculed behind her back back then, in just a few years, now even princes and nobles smiled at her.

"This child is really good-looking. Once I hold him in my arms, I can't bear to let him go. If it wasn't for the fear of being chased and killed by Mr. Song, I really want to take him home."

The speaker was the Empress Dowager's mother, Mrs. Anyuanhou, an old Fengjun who was over eighty years old, and a well-known old man with a long life. Mrs. Anyuanhou said, the topic changed, and she began to talk about how gentle and generous Su Wan was, and the rest were The old ladies agreed one after another, looking at her loving eyes, as if they were looking at their own granddaughter.

Can you not be kind, the youngest prime minister in the history of this dynasty, although he was promoted only last month, but no one in the whole dynasty knows that Mr. Song is the emperor's favorite, and Mr. Song has a deep affection for his wife. Taking a concubine, even the queen mother who wanted to give him a beauty compromised, and specially rewarded many generous gifts for the events of the past, to appease Mrs. Song, who still can't see the situation clearly now, if Mrs. Song is willing, I'm afraid I want her to shout Grandma's people can line up to the gate of the city.

Seeing Madam An Yuanhou holding Su Wan's hand and talking softly, four words flashed in Chen's mind - a wife is more valuable than her husband.

Fate in life is so wonderful, but other people have their own way, and she is not bad herself. Mrs. Chen pulled herself together and smiled at the lady next to her. Because she has a good relationship with Mrs. Song, the other party specially arranged her position close to her. A few days ago, she was not attracting attention, but beside her was her husband Shangfeng's wife, Chen said softly: "I came back from Manzhou, but I can't get used to this precious Dahongpao."

The lady also smiled slightly, answered, and the topic opened.

The so-called banquet is to draw one's own contacts. When meeting Song Ziheng, who has already squeezed into the rich and powerful, the female family members who are beyond the third rank will not even have the opportunity to flatter, so the current relationship shall prevail.

For a while, the hall was full of laughter and laughter, and the atmosphere was lively. At this moment, a thin voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard: "The imperial decree has arrived—"

Earlier, the rest of the Song family were trembling when they received the imperial decree. They were afraid that it would be as thrilling as the first time. Later, they even saw Tianyan, so there was nothing to be afraid of. They knew it when they went out as usual. They thought it was just to celebrate Song Chenxi's birthday. After rewarding some generous gifts, the sage has a good way of making money. In the early years, he asked Zeng Changan to invest in Suji Liquor Store. Now the wine shops are all over the country, and the emperor's private treasury is full of money. I am afraid that he is the richest emperor in history.

The way a rich and powerful saint shows his love for someone is to reward him. The Song family has long been used to it, but they still didn't expect that the rich and powerful saint would reward a county magistrate. This Miss Liu is different. The county magistrate Song Chenxi is Those who have fiefdoms show the extent of the saint's local tyrants.

Not to mention the Song family, all the guests in the room were shocked, and their eyes became more and more eager to see Su Wan. Su Wan, who was carrying her daughter back to the flower hall, just sat down, and before she calmed down for a moment, the rewards from the palace came one after another. The ones from Concubine Li kept coming in an endless stream.

The newly-released Huachang County Lord's New Year's Eve Banquet ended with receiving gifts and hand cramps.

It was night, and the young prime minister frowned, looking at his daughter who was sleeping soundly in the arms of his adoptive mother, his expression was a little anxious: "What does the saint mean by that?"

"Our family has a county head, but the family is full of glory, and others are envious of it. Don't get cheap and act good."

Song Ziheng gritted his teeth and said, "Is he trying to steal my daughter from me?"

Su Wan raised her eyebrows and said to her adoptive mother: "Xiaoxiao fell asleep, you can take her back to the house."

"Yes, ma'am." The adoptive mother saluted and left, Su Wan raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Ziheng, "All the sages have gathered the Seventh Princess, so they will cherish you as a daughter?"

After gathering together, Song Ziheng silently read this word on the tip of his tongue, wanted to laugh inexplicably, coughed, and said: "I mean, I heard that Concubine Xian told the sage last time that since she likes our girl, she should do it if she doesn't." I'm a family with a son and a daughter, although the sage gave up his idea last time, but in case there is something wrong with my pillow..."

Su Wan glanced at him and wanted to touch his forehead. The normally wise and mighty Master Song began to turn pale with fright when he met his daughter. No matter how insane a saint is for a child who is only one year old, he will not marry him at such a young age. okay!

"No matter how powerful the concubine Xian's pillow is, she can't compare to the empress. What kind of heart is Mr. Xiang?"

After being woken up by Su Wan, Song Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "What the lady said is true." The queen has no children, but she sits firmly in the middle palace. How could she be stupid? The purpose of the concubine Xian is obvious. He paved the way for the eldest prince, but he didn't think that the eldest prince was only a few years old, so impatient to show up, he was afraid that he would only be a living target in the future.

"It's not that I said, no matter whose son it is, our Xiaoxiao family can't go to that place."

Looking at Song Ziheng who had started worrying about her daughter's fate so early on, Su Wan expressed defeat: "Okay, you can go wherever you want her to go, and you want to keep her at home as an old girl for the rest of your life, and I have no objection."

(End of this chapter)