A crescent moon emerged from the transparent clouds like cicadas, emitting a silver light. After Song Ruoxi took a shower and changed his clothes, he sat on a rocking chair in the yard to cool off. The sound of the piano came over with the evening breeze...

Song Ruoxi listened for a while and felt that the tune was deep and depressed, with a deep sadness, and the joy was the voice of his heart. Who was stubbing the sad voice? It disturbed her mood, frowned slightly, and asked, "Qiaotao, who is good at playing the piano in her family?"

Qiao Tao smiled and said, "The eldest young master is good at playing the piano."

Song Ruoxi curled the corners of his lips slightly. He didn't expect that Song Han was still a little sincere to Miao Keer. Could he be a rare love saint in the Song family?

Under this hazy and lingering moonlight, in addition to Song Han, there was another person holding the hell and playing sad songs.

After the song was blown, Shangguan Moxun tightly held the jar in his hand, looked at the man in black in the yard like a ju, and asked in a deep voice: "Why didn't Wanyan come back with you?"

"Young Master Lu said that the big thing is about to be accomplished and he cannot give up halfway."

"When will he come back?" Shangguan Moxun asked with a frown.

"Mr. Lu said he would try to rush back before June 19th."

Shangguan Moxun's face was slightly darker, "Try to do what you can?"

"Mr. Lu said that if he can't come back, he will ask Master Jiu to go to the Song family to propose marriage on his behalf."

"Crack" Shangguan Moxun's hand was pinched into pieces by him.

"Justice Jiu!"

"Go down." Shangguan Moxun shouted coldly.

"Yes." The man in black saluted and flew away.

Shangguan Moxun stood by the window holding the broken shell, and stood motionless until dawn.

The seventh day of the fifth month is Song Ruoqing's eleventh birthday. The grandchildren's birthday must kowtow to their elders. When they went to pay their respects to Songheyuan in the morning, Song Ruoqing knelt down and kowtowed three times to Old Master Song and Old Mrs. Song, "Granddaughter pays me to Grandfather and Grandmother."

Since he was beaten to the old man Song, he has stopped talking. His face is as dark as the bottom of a pot. Today, he looked at his granddaughter kneeling in front of him to pay his respects, and he was not at all happy.

Old Mrs. Song smiled and said, "Okay, girl Qing, get up."

The maid helped Song Ruoqing get up and took the red envelope handed over by Old Mrs. Song.

The cushion shop arrived in front of Xiao Jiang. Song Yi was drunk every day and was not awakened before he woke up. Song Ruoqing only kowtowed three times to Xiao Jiang. Xiao Jiang forced a smile and gave him a Pisces jade pendant.

Song Ruoqing kowtowed to Song Zhen and Ouyang, and received a red envelope and a red gold-intact ruby ​​peony hairpin. Next, she greeted Song Sui and Ji Yun. Song Sui gave a red envelope and Ji Yun gave a green tourmaline stone garland.

"Daughter pays me a favor to my father and mother." Song Ruoqing knelt in front of Song Shu and Wen, and kowtowed three times.

Song Shu gave her a set of dolls and dolls to her daughter, and Wen gave her a red amber pendant.

The sisters gave embroidered veils, shoes and socks. The brothers were not at home except Song Han at home. Although they had not received the gift, they still gave it to each other, just a poem, a painting, and a fan.

Old Mrs. Song said, "My girl in Qing, today is your birthday, but your aunt is busy sending your third sister to get married. Your second aunt and third aunt are plagued by trivial matters. Your mother has a body again and is not suitable for work. So this year, we can't arrange your birthday for you. The whole family gets together and eat a bowl of longevity noodles, add a few dishes to the evening, and wait for next year, and the family will hold you a big show, and this year I will be wronged."

"The granddaughter doesn't feel wronged. Eleven years old is her birthday, so it should be just a simple celebration." A hint of hatred flashed in Song Ruoqing's lower eyes. The old lady said these similar words last year, and this year she said it again. It means that she will do it for her every year, but she will not do it every year. She always uses these lies to make excuses her.

"I just knew you were a sensible person." Old Mrs. Song nodded, turned her head to look at Old Mr. Song, and smiled, "Old Mr., it's not too early, so it's better to have a meal!"

"Yes." Old Master Song snorted.

The breakfast was placed in the hall. After the family quietly ate the longevity noodles, the maid brought hot tea. Old Master Song picked it up, lifted the lid of the cup, took a sip, and suddenly smashed the teacup to the ground, angrily shouting: "This tea is cold, who cares about the tea today?"

In the past few days, everyone has been accustomed to the fact that Mr. Song is furious and angry for a small matter. He knows that someone is going to be unlucky, but no one dares to persuade him, for fear of causing trouble.

Song Ruoqing is young and today is her birthday again. He can't help feeling a little aggrieved. He pursed his lips and his eyes were slightly red. Seeing his sister like this, Song Ruohan hurriedly reached out to hold her hand and gently pinched it to give her some comfort.

Madam Chen stepped forward tremblingly and said the maid's name.

"Drag out and beat ten robbers, get rid of the errands, and drive them out." Old Master Song said sternly.

"Yes." Madam Chen was so scared that her legs were trembling. She turned around and asked someone to drag the unlucky maid out and beat him up, and drove him out.

After roaring for a while, Old Master Song left with a gloomy face.

"You all go back to your room to rest!" Old Mrs. Song sent everyone away.

After leaving Songheyuan, everyone scattered. Song Zhen and Song Sui went to the yamen. Song Shu helped Wen back to Baixianyuan. Xiao Jiang, Ji Yun and Ouyang went to Xiaobaoxia to handle the internal affairs at home. Song Ruoman and Song Ruoyan returned to Lanpuyuan. Song Ruoxi returned to Zhuyinyuan. Song Ruochi and Song Ruochi went to the school.

In the afternoon, the Ji family sent a good news. On the 20th of last month, Ji Wei had another son and wrote a letter to ask Ji Chengxuan to name him.

Ji Yun smiled and said to Song Ruoxi, "Your grandma is looking forward to having a granddaughter, but now she is disappointed."

"My third aunt is still young and can still have another child. She can definitely help her grandmother with a granddaughter." Song Ruoxi chuckled.

"Some people are looking forward to having children, and some people are looking forward to having children. Everyone wants to have both children. I am a lucky person, and I have two sons and one daughter." Ji Yun boasted.

"When my brother marrys his sister-in-law, I will add a few little grandchildren to my mother. Then my mother can enjoy her grandchildren and add blessings to her." Song Ruoxi could see that Ji Yun was calm about Song Sui. In the past few days, according to her observation, Song Sui did not stay in the main courtyard, and lived in Mei's wife's room. Since Song Sui became more and more despicable, she did not have to persuade Ji Yun to reconcile with him. But in this way, Ji Yun lived a old age life after she was less than 40 years old.

"Your brother, mom is not worried anymore. Mom is worried about you now." Ji Yun looked at Song Ruoxi with a serious expression. Her daughter will be in the hairpin next month, but they have not yet met. Although Mr. Song is no longer a problem now, Song Sui is still the bastard. Only by deciding the marriage can she be truly at ease. "Xi'er, mom has sent the second group of people to investigate the Lu family in early April, but they are like mud cows entering the sea and never return. The Lu family is probably a tiger's den, not something you can handle. Mom will definitely not let you marry and suffer. You broke off that thought early, mom will choose another good family for you."

"I'll listen to my mother. If I don't let me marry, I won't marry." Song Ruoxi hugged Ji Yun's arm and said with a smile.

Seeing that Song Ruoxi no longer insisted on marrying Lu Fengyan, Ji Yun smiled happily and said, "This is my mother's good daughter."

Song Ruoxi asked, "Mom, which good family did you choose for me?"

"The men in the capital have to take concubines. The two who don't take concubines are your cousin. My mother has already thought of a good way to delay your marriage until after the spring exam in March next year, and then get engaged to you." Ji Yun didn't want Song Ruoxi to suffer as much as her. After choosing for a few months, she returned to her original plan and married Song Ruoxi to one of the Yi brothers.

Song Ruoxi smiled and said, "Mom, it doesn't matter whether you have fame or not. As long as others are good, you are wholeheartedly dedicated to me and don't take a concubine."

"The rules of the Yi family are placed there. Only when they have no children at the age of forty can they take concubines. If they have fame and fortune, they should be regarded as the icing on the cake."

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned slightly, "Mom, don't be limited to the Yi brothers, maybe there are other better candidates."

"There are better candidates?" Ji Yun raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her with a smile, "Who is Xi'er talking about?"

Song Ruoxi hesitated a little. Shangguan Moxun had not admitted to like her, and she did not tell him that she had a good impression of him and was not allowed to take a concubine. She didn't tell Shangguan Moxun whether he would be willing to give up the large garden for her little flower. It was too early to mention him to Ji Yun, and she smiled and said, "I just said that, and I didn't refer to that one in detail."

"Really?" Ji Yun was not easy to fool, and felt that Song Ruoxi had something to say.

Song Ruoxi curled his lips and said, "Mom, I stay at home every day now and have never been out. How could I know if there is any young man who doesn't take a concubine?"

Ji Yun thought about it and said with a smile: "It's my mother who misunderstood my Xier."

"I won't tell my mother anymore. I'll go back to my room to pick up gifts for my little cousin." Song Ruoxi stood up and said.

"Sun shines, you have picked up the things and asked the girl to send them over. Don't pass again."

"I understand." Song Ruoxi smiled and went out. The white sun was scorching the ground. The little maid followed him with an oil-paper umbrella shading the sun. But even so, she couldn't stop the heat waves and she was sweating profusely.

Back in the yard, Song Ruoxi began to rush things and took out the wooden knife, small bow and sword that Lu Fengyan gave her and the little wooden horse. Looking at the pile of things, he remembered what Ji Yun said just now, his eyes were complicated, and he was stunned for a long time, and said, "Qiao'er, go and call the silkworm girl in."

After a while, Silkworm came. Seeing the pile of things, she laughed and asked, "Girl, what's the matter with looking for Silkworm?"

"You guys go down first." Song Ruoxi stood up and said, holding a small wooden sword.

Xiangduo and others agreed to retreat.

"Canniang, my mother sent two groups of people to the Lu family to inquire, but they all went but never returned. I have reason to believe that the Lu family is not an ordinary family in the martial arts world." Song Ruoxi stared at Canniang with a torch, "Tell me the truth."

"Girl, what Cannibal told the truth. Lu Xiuqi is the owner of the largest farm in the world, and the young master is his eldest son."

"Since that's the case, why do the people sent by my mother go but never return?"

"Since the layman broke out of the farm that year, Lujiazhuang has been easy to get into the farm and it is difficult to get out of the farm. Those people must be trapped in the farm and cannot get out of the farm."

"So what can I do to get them out?"

The silkworm thought for a while and said, "You can ask Young Master Shangguan for help in this matter."
Chapter completed!