Song Wei received an order to escort Concubine Duan to the Rehe Palace.

The capital city is about 500 miles away from the Rehe Palace. With the physical condition of Duan Concubine Duan's "not suitable for rushing on the road", it takes several days to stop and stop.

On the eve of departure, Wen Wan carefully packed up the salute for Song Wei.

It was already the twelfth lunar month, and the weather was very cold. In addition to the thickened inner clothes and trousers and boots, Wen Wan put two pairs of knee pads she made a few days ago in.

As he thought he had almost finished packing, Wen Wan tied the bag into a knot and turned around and saw the man sitting under the light in a daze. Wen Wan coughed softly and asked him, "Honey, what are you thinking?"

In my impression, Song Wei rarely stares in front of her.

Song Wei came to his senses and looked at her with hesitation.

Wenwan walked over and sat next to him, her tone softened a little, "Is Concubine Duan's illness particularly serious? My husband, just follow me, will you be infected?"

There are many female students in Hongwen Pavilion who love gossip. Wenwan heard that Concubine Duan was so serious that she was isolated to the Rehe Palace 500 miles away.

Wen Wan immediately realized that her husband had another chore, just like the last coal mine case. Too many people didn't want to offend the Su family, so they ended up on Song Wei, a Hanlin official from Ningzhou.

The same is true this time. Concubine Duan was infected with a bad disease. Some people were afraid of infection, so they pushed it over and over, and finally pushed it to her husband.

The more Wen Wan thought about it, the more wrong it became, and she felt a little anxious, "Honey, why don't I go to take leave early tomorrow and follow you like last time, okay?"

Concubine Duan’s condition was so severe that who knows if it would really infect Song Wei.

Wenwan didn't want to send off her lively husband, and she would welcome a sick man in for a while.

Song Wei didn't agree, "You're waiting for me at home."

"What should I do if my husband?" Wen Wan was still worried, "The New Year is coming soon, I don't want you to have something to do at this critical moment."

"Nothing will happen." Song Wei looked at her with gentleness. After a long pause, he said again: "But when I come back, our family is afraid that we will have a long-term distinguished guest."

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Wen Wan thought about it all night but couldn't figure out what Song Wei said last. Seeing that he was already asleep, she asked again. She personally sent the person out early the next morning and came back to discuss with her mother-in-law, saying that if there were any distinguished guests at home to come in a while, she had to renovate the room and replace everything inside with new ones.

When Mrs. Song heard this, she took a breath, "How much does it cost?"

Wen Wan smiled and shook her head, "I don't know either, but since Sanlang has explained this, he must have his own intentions. We cannot be vague, otherwise we will mess it up and it will definitely delay his major affairs by then."

Mrs. Song was reluctant to spend money, but she didn't want to rebel against her son's intentions, so she had to reluctantly cut her flesh and remove a room in the west wing from the bed to the cabinet, to the bedding tent, as well as the tables, chairs and benches inside to replace it with new ones.

Because Song Wei ordered that things made of low-quality materials should not be used, when purchasing, Mr. Song, who is familiar with it, would go to see it. It was all medium- or above wood.

Wenwan goes to Hongwen Pavilion during the day and can only help when she goes home at night.

Dad Song and Mrs. Song took Cao and Mom Jin and the other two to work hard for several days before finally fiddling with the room.

At night, Mrs. Song sat cross-legged on the kang and decided to do it. Good guy, a room alone had several hundred taels of silver, which was more expensive than the whole yard. She was so painful that she couldn't swallow a bite of dinner.

Unexpectedly, my mother-in-law was not seen at the dinner table, Wen Wan went to Beiwu to persuade her. Mrs. Song was lying on the bed, and her energy had not passed. She kept muttering, "What kind of customer is he? It would be fine if he came to our house to visit us and didn't give gifts, but he also asked me to cut my heart and cut my flesh to set up the room. Is this a guest? Is he the ancestor of the Song family?"

Wenwan was amused by her mother-in-law, "Mom, my husband has always had his own rules for doing things, so let's just follow it. A few hundred taels of silver is a little more, but I heard what he meant, it should be related to sending Concubine Duan to the Rehe Palace this time. I'm afraid it's not as simple as we thought. Don't complain. If there is anything, don't you have to wait for my husband to bring the person back first?"

After being persuaded by his daughter-in-law, Mrs. Song finally got a little open. When Mrs. Jin brought the meal for the third time, she didn't say no. She let it be put on the table and then had a good meal.

The New Year is coming soon, and Hongwenguan and Imperial College have a holiday.

No need to go to school every day to resist the cold wind, Wenwan has more time to spend with her son.

Since the day when Jinbao fought, he chased the little girl from the Su family for a while, and he dared to walk alone. Except for being outside, Wenwan must pay attention to it all the time. When he was in the house, Wenwan let him walk around by himself.

The little guy is usually very attached to his father. He hasn't seen him for several days. Every time he wakes up, he sticks his head out the door, but he can't see Song Wei.

Whenever this happens, he will always stumble back and grab Wen Wan's sleeves, shouting, "Dad, Dad..."

"Dad has something to do and will come back tomorrow to accompany Jinbao." Wenwan said, touching his little head.

Originally, the child was very forgetful. Wen Wan fooled him like this a few days ago. Every time she said that his father would come back tomorrow, but the little guy forgot about it the next day.

Wen Wan was happy to "scam" her son, but she didn't expect that one day she would hit a tree.

She had just lied that Song Wei would come back tomorrow, and the little guy stared at him angrily, "Mom, lie!"

The pronunciation was still not clear, but that little look seemed to be expressing his dissatisfaction with being deceived.

Wenwan: “…”

I'm still five months away from turning two years old. Does I have such a good memory?

Wenwan felt incredible. Afterwards, she asked Song Yuanbao, and then from the other party's hesitant reaction, it was revealed that it was all taught by this kid. In fact, Jinbao himself didn't know what "liar" means. He just listened to his brother's guidance and knew that he would stare at his mother with a red face when he said it.

When Yuanbao lowered his head and explained his "crime", Wen Wan glanced at Jinbao's little conscience-free man chasing Tao Xiangqiu, who was rolling on the ground. She didn't cry when she fell, as if she was afraid of being seen by her mother, so she quietly got up and continued to kick.

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It took Song Wei more than ten days to send Concubine Duan to the Rehe Palace. It was already the thirty years old when he arrived home.

Even in the capital, during the New Year, the Song family still retained many traditions of their hometowns.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Song personally accompanied Mrs. Jin to buy live chickens and ducks. The fish and shrimps were sent by Xie Tao's house next door.

Dad Song was responsible for slaughtering chickens and ducks. After the work was done, he sent it to the kitchen. The two mothers and Mrs. Song began to get busy.

Wenwan took Song Yuanbao outside and pasted the word "Fu" and couplets.

Song Wei is not here, this year's couplets were bought from outside by Wen Wan, but she herself is not as good as her literary talent. Besides, her handwriting is too delicate and not suitable for writing couplets.

At that moment, Wen Wan stepped on a high stool and just finished pasting the horizontal paper, she turned around and saw a carriage parked not far away.

After a while, the curtain of the car was lifted and a few people came down.

The leader was Song Wei, who wore a black hat, a scarlet public uniform, and a leather belt tied his waist.

When he was working, he seemed particularly harsh and cold to anyone.

Behind Song Wei, three girls were followed, and the one on both sides was more delicate. The one in the middle was beautiful and had a slender jade finger. Although she dressed as a maid like the other two, her behavior showed a noble demeanor that was beyond the reach of those two.

In addition to her godmother, this is probably the second beautiful and elegant woman Wen Wan has ever met.

Wen Wan had already guessed that these three were the "distinguished guests" mentioned by her husband.

In fact, it was obvious when decorating the room, it was a female guest.

But Wen Wan didn't expect that three of them would come.

Wen Wan felt a little depressed when Song Wei, who had never been close to other women, suddenly had so many more people around her.

She got off the high stool, moved the stool to the side, and stood there waiting for Song Wei to come over.

As he approached, Song Wei stopped, his originally solemn eyebrows and eyes climbed softly, and his eyes smiled, "Why don't you go in?"

Wen Wan didn't look at him, her eyes flew towards the people behind him, "What are the distinguished guests you are talking about?"

Song Wei nodded, "Go in first."

He didn't find out who the other party was, Wen Wan couldn't say hello, so she held the stool and led the way with Yuanbao in front, and brought the three people in.

When Mrs. Song heard that the rumored distinguished guest was coming, she fell from the kang and planned to open her eyes. How big is the distinguished guest? When she arrived in the yard, she saw three women in pink standing behind Song Wei. She couldn't react for a moment, "Sanlang, are they..."

When he came in just now, Song Wei had already closed the door with his own hands. At the moment, there was only his own family in the yard. Song Wei no longer avoided the taboo and introduced the woman to his family who was surrounded by two little maids, "This is Concubine Duan."

When Mrs. Song heard it suddenly, her knees softened and she knelt down.
Chapter completed!