The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 8 New Year's Eve

That day, when Song Jianming left the palace and returned to the mansion, his servants brought a post from Mr. Sun of the household department, asking him to go to the hot spring villa in the suburbs of Beijing to drink tea in two days.

Fourth Master Song was pacing back and forth at home. He knew that the trick of rewarding farmers with his own money had touched the emperor, and he had hope!
So what if Mrs. Song speaks?Song Si just refused to admit defeat, and he would never give up until the last moment.

Politics is nothing more than the exchange of interests, and Master Sun's calling him to go over is not as simple as drinking tea. He carefully thinks about what reasons he will have and the bargaining chips in his hand.

As for the handle, he really has it.

In the two years since he first arrived in Guangzhou, in order to gain a firm foothold and make several wealthy merchant families obey, he used some tricks that could not be put on the table, but at the same time he also helped several large families in Guangzhou settle several cases.

If you want to investigate, it's not impossible to find out, but this kind of thing can be big or small, it depends on whether the people above are willing to turn a blind eye.

Sure enough, in Lord Sun's hot spring villa, he also met Lord Huang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, and Lord Qiu, the capital censor of Yushitai.

He is a junior, and his official position is also low, so his posture is extremely low.In fact, when he saw Mr. Qiu, his hands trembled slightly with excitement. This is the immediate boss of Uncle Song's family!

Song Siye offered Heyuan's Zijin Chan tea with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, boasted about its efficacy from medical books, and made tea for several elders himself.

Because Zijinchan tea is not a tribute tea, it is the first time for several elders to drink this kind of tea. After trying it, they feel that its taste is really special. Special honey fragrance.

After rambling on and on for a while, Fourth Master Song could see that everyone was still most worried about the problem of Japanese infection.

On this issue, Song Jianming definitely wants to fight for it. The benefits of maritime trade are really attractive. If the maritime ban is implemented, the entire Lingnan will be beaten back to its original backward and poor appearance.

Therefore, on the issue of the Japanese invasion, Song Siye avoided the most serious and ignored the Japanese pirates, and described the Japanese pirates as small-scale water bandits, as if they were flies that could be crushed to death as long as the imperial court moved their fingers.

During the whole new year, Fourth Master Song lived in a state of anxiety, except for the main room, he just rested alone in the study, and occasionally called his sons to him to test their homework.

Mrs. Liang smiled happily, her husband's friendship with her was the same as before, so his attitude towards the concubines was also amiable.

On Xiaonian's day, Mrs. Liang called everyone to the main hall to make dumplings, cut window grilles, and write Spring Festival couplets.

Song Siye's running script is elegant and elegant, so it must be hung at the gate and in the main hall.

Eldest young master Song Chenhai is 12 years old this year. He has already passed the Tongsheng exam. His knowledge is also real. His words and deeds are very demeanor of a nobleman. Song Qingyue leaned over and stared at Song Chenhai's words in admiration: He is still a sixth grade pupil what!
Look at the handwriting of the second elder brother Song Chenxu, compared with the handwriting of the eldest brother, it is not much better!Are the fourth grade elementary school students so powerful?
Mom, the ancient children are really amazing!After all, he is the son of 19-year-old Tanhua Lang, and his genes are really high-quality!
Song Chenxu saw his new sister staring at his writing with bright eyes, cleared his throat, and asked, "What's wrong? Third sister can read?"

Song Qingyue nodded, raised her face, and exaggeratedly praised: "Big brother and second brother are too good, this handwriting is really good! How long does it take to practice a day to reach this level!"

"Ah... it's not very good. It's far worse than my father." Song Chenxu's ears were reddened by the praise, and he asked, "Will the third sister not make dumplings and make zippers?"

Song Qingyue said generously and as a matter of course: "I don't know how. Well, the dumplings I made are very ugly."

Song Chenxu smiled and said, "It's enough to pack more."

Fourth Master Song noticed that Song Qingyue was talking to his eldest brother and second brother. The siblings got along very well, and he was satisfied. A thinner brush, dipped in ink, was handed to Song Qingyue.

"Yue'er also wrote a copy."

Everyone looked over in surprise, especially the second brother Song Chenxu and the eldest sister Song Yaxin, and the third sister was only six years old, so they could write couplets?
The fourth brother, Song Chenrui, was only five months older than the third sister, and he still made a fuss all day long because of writing big characters, and was beaten on the palm every day!
Song Qingyue did not shirk it. In her previous life, she was also from a well-established scholarly family. She began to practice calligraphy at the age of four, and learned ballet at the age of five. These include Mathematical Olympiad, English, computers... In short, she didn't have much rest and play in her childhood in her previous life, either in class or on the way to class.

If you don't say anything, you will be tears if you say too much.

Calligraphy has been a hobby until after work, but she is not as hardworking as Song Chenhai and Song Chenxu, she just writes when she thinks about it, and now her body is very weak, her wrists are flimsy and weak, it is okay to write to fool a layman, And she is only six years old now, so she shouldn't be able to write very well.

The servants came and exchanged for two smaller pieces of red paper, and Song Qingyue wrote in a regular manner: "Smooth sailing, good year and every year, everything goes well with backgammon." The horizontal note wrote: "Auspicious stars shine brightly".

Seeing that she had finished writing, Fourth Master Song grinned. This was the first time he had smiled so happily in these days. He hugged her up and smacked the milk baby's face: "Our Yue'er is awesome. !"

okay.

Song Qingyue tilted her head away in disgust, she didn't want to be kissed by cheap dad at all.

Fourth Master Song found it even more interesting to see his daughter's disdainful eyes. This child has always been like this. No matter how you look at it, no matter how you think it is cute, the various small expressions are even more interesting.

"Why, you still despise your own father?" Fourth Master Song stared.

"No... Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other!" Song Qingyue said helplessly.

"Pfft! Hahahaha, who taught you? You little brat, you are only so old, and you know whether men and women can kiss each other!" Fourth Master Song couldn't stop laughing, and the whole room was amused by Song Qingyue.

Such a small little girl, but a big kid!
Miss Song Yaxin envied and enviously looked at her father hugging the third younger sister and laughing. She glanced at her mother, and Mrs. Liang pushed her encouragingly, and said in a low voice, "Go, that's your father."

When Fourth Master Song left Beijing, Song Yaxin was only two years old, and even before Fourth Master Song came back, she didn't know what her father looked like.

She shyly approached Fourth Master Song, wanting to open her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Song Qingyue saw the eyes of Song Yaxin's little friend Baba, and immediately kicked on her two short legs and struggled to get away from Fourth Master Song's arms. Fourth Master Song let go of his hand regretfully, and lowered his head to pat the eldest daughter's head , The little girl looked at a loss, which made people feel sad.

"Look, Dad, I've grown so much in a blink of an eye." Fourth Master Song said with a smile, "How old is our Yaxin this year?"

"Go back to Daddy, my daughter is eight years old this year."

"What books did you read?"

"Hmm... I've read both "Female Ring" and "Internal Training"."

"Other than that?" Fourth Master Song is an open-minded person. He doesn't think that a woman's lack of talent is virtue. He himself likes women who study a lot, at least they can talk to each other. He is satisfied with the concubine's housekeeping. Apart from doing that, at least he can talk, and he can also tell him some news about the capital over the years, as well as gossip in various families. These are very important to him.

Song Yaxin glanced at her mother, Mrs. Liang nodded encouragingly, and she blushed and said, "My daughter likes "The Book of Songs". She has read all three hundred Tang poems and Song lyrics, and she has also memorized a few Han poems."

"Really? Xin'er likes poetry and songs?"

Song Yaxin nodded very dignifiedly, and the speed of the nodding was also particular. She nodded, and the two jade bead earrings next to her ears basically did not shake. These ladies seem to be carved out of the same mold, which makes the males, the first, the second, the third, and the fourth, feel that it is not very interesting. The time-traveling girls who are always spooky and clever make them feel special and exciting.

However, Song Qingyue thinks this kind of elegant manner trained since childhood is really beautiful!
"What are the three younger sisters staring at me for?" Song Yaxin wore a red satin dress with gold, a pure white rabbit fur scarf around her neck, and a set of ruby ​​hairpins on her head. Wearing a bracelet of pigeon blood stone on the wrist, it is very festive and rich.

Compared to the eldest sister, Song Qingyue's clothes were not badly made of material, after all, it was given by Mrs. Liang, but she didn't have such expensive head and face jewelry, so Fourth Master Song was shy and lacked in background.

The jewelry of the eldest sister, Song Yaxin, was Liang's dowry, and many precious stones were passed down from generation to generation. It is impossible for these things to be distributed to the concubine's son and daughter.

Song Yaxin thought that the third sister liked her jewelry, like Song Yuxi, the second sister born to Aunt Lin, often complained to Aunt Lin in private because her jewelry was not as good as that of her elder sister.

She touched her pigeon blood stone bracelet with some embarrassment and said, "Third sister, these are my mother's dowry, so it's not easy to give them away."

Song Qingyue was a little speechless, is she someone with such shallow eyelids?
She waved her hand and said: "I'm not envious of my sister's clothes, but I know what a real lady is when I meet my eldest sister. Her gestures, speech and behavior are all pleasing to the eye. I believe that even if my eldest sister only wears a sack, she will still be beautiful." It can be seen at a glance that she must be a lady of everyone."

Song Yaxin was so praised by Song Qingyue that her eyes widened and she looked down at her. Her ears and cheeks were flushed, and she smiled shyly after a while, "Third sister can really talk!"

"I really said that." Song Qingyue said.

Song Yaxin ran back to Liang Shi, hugged her mother, and whispered in her mother's ear for a while, Liang Shi also laughed, took Song Yaxin's hand, and said a little sourly: "No wonder your father likes her, she is a clever girl. .In this case, you should get closer to the third sister, and your father will be happy to see you. There are not many little sisters in this house, and I think your third sister is very sensible."

Song Yaxin nodded obediently: "My daughter can save it."

Mrs. Liang waved to Song Qingyue and asked her to come over to talk. She pulled the little girl's thin wrist, only to realize that the girl was so skinny that she was almost a bone frame. She frowned and asked, "Why are you so thin? Aunt Chun didn't take care of her." How are you?"

Song Qingyue shook her head immediately, and said: "My daughter was born prematurely, and she was weak from birth. She was sick almost all the time in the first three years. Thanks to my aunt's careful care, she survived."

"Hey, sorry to see you." Liang sighed, looked at Song Qingyue's double bun tied with colorful ribbons, thought for a while, and said to Xu's mother, "Bring those pair of emerald green butterfly clips, the ones that celebrate the Chinese New Year don't look good at all." No matter how good the jewelry is, no matter what, he is also our fourth master's child."

"Thank you, mother." Song Qingyue thanked her generously, with a calm expression, without too much complacency or flattery, Liang was secretly surprised, this child is really amazing, so young, this concentration is probably Yaxin Not as good, she looked up at Chunhe, who was stiff and cowering, her eyes were full of doubts.

Song Qingyue said: "I'm not in good health, and I'm afraid that my aunt will get sick. When I was in Guangzhou, I lived alone."

"So that's how it is. Where's the nanny next to you?" Liang asked again.

"It's Aunt Dou, but she's a bit older, and her children are all in Guangzhou, so she didn't come to the capital with us this time." Song Qingyue replied.

"In Guangzhou Mansion, did fourth master ask you Mr. Xi for advice?" Mrs. Liang continued to ask.

"Yes, my father invited a scholar to teach us how to read and write, but most of the time that gentleman only helped us review, and most of the time it was my father who taught us himself."

"No wonder..." Liang's hands clenched into fists again. She could tell that Fourth Master was not close to the children she gave birth to, and the children were also unfamiliar with their father.Hey, what a good way to do this!

She asked about the situation in Guangzhou Mansion, and found that there was indeed a lack of powerful teachers and good academies there.

She also felt Fourth Master Song's restlessness in the past few days, especially the direct branch of the Song family had a very clear attitude, they opposed Fourth Master staying in Beijing.

Of course Liang hopes that her husband can stay, but she always has to think about how to go in the future.

The household registrations of the three sons are all in the capital, and they must take part in the imperial examination in the future.The area in the south of the Five Ridges is well-developed in commerce, but the style of writing is not flourishing. If you want to take the imperial examination route, you can only stay in the capital.

She was afraid, she was really afraid of being separated from her husband for many years.

(End of this chapter)