It was completely dark before Song Wangyue returned home. The meal was already prepared and Grandma Song came out of the house when she heard the commotion, “Why did you come back so late?” After the opening ceremony of the workshop today, she and Elder Song came back, while Liu Cui Lan and Song Shu … Read more
There were several scars crisscrossing her face, and if it weren’t for the fact that her eyes were still as cold as ever, no one would have recognised her. “Master ……” As Song Wangyue uttered one word, Master Chu re-dressed his curtain hat and turned towards the mountain. Song Wangyue followed. The guards also wanted … Read more
The old gentleman slowly put down his chopsticks, his face turned grave, now it seemed his guess was right, behind the Qingping governor was a certain imperial son, they had their eyes on the Song family, on Yue’er. The emperor married the empress at the beginning of his ascension to the throne, but within a … Read more
The House? The Governor of Qingping? Song Wan Yue’s eyes narrowed without a trace, almost “grateful”, her voice clear and bright, almost the whole street, “Thank you for your support! The governor was very pleased with her reaction and smiled widely as he stroked his beard. Song Wan Yue hurriedly took a step back, “Please … Read more
When they saw Song Wangyue, the three layers of people who had gathered around to watch the fun were silenced. Song Wan Yue reached out her hand, and the man at the end came forward and gave her a bamboo pole. The three words “Xiao Yue Lou” shone in gold and were clearly reflected in … Read more
Meng was surprised. There were salted duck eggs sold in the capital, and the kitchen staff had bought them a few times, cutting them up and putting them on the table, but the yolks looked so astringent that they did not whet the appetite. She couldn’t help but say, “Let me taste it.” Meng carefully … Read more
The line of carriages left the village in a great hurry, heading towards the workshops as the villagers looked on. At the moment, Song Ming was working on the mud, not daring to be lazy. Chu Si was staring at him intently, and if he moved a little slower, Chu Si’s gaze would reveal his … Read more
Inside the makeshift parlour that the Song family had packed out, Song Shen poured a glass of plain water for Zheng Wen. The family went over to the workshop early in the morning and ate their lunch there, only to return in the evening, when there was no hot water in the house. Zheng Wen … Read more
If anyone else had said that the plaque was not worthy of the words to be engraved, Old Li would have chastised her, but Song Wan Yue was different, her maternal great-grandfather was an old gentleman, a great scholar of the present day who even the emperor gave deference to. After a slight pause, Old … Read more
After writing five or six in a row, the old gentleman put down his pen and laid out the few sheets of paper with the writing on them on the table, “Go and get the rest of the family.” Xu Liang quickly went to shout, and soon Meng, Xu and Song Lin came over. “Come … Read more