“Also a scholar called Sun Jin, he came thirteenth in this exam and has a promising future.”
Wen Zhong swallowed his words of rebuke as they reached his lips. The marriage had already been decided, and it was useless for him to oppose it.
“Since the marriage has been fixed, let my sister restrain Ling’er more, and from today onwards, don’t leave the house. Also, the same goes for the younger sister, to avoid being seen by people who know her well and know about them being thrown out.”
Huo also knew that if word got out, it would only do them harm and no good.
“That I know, I have already instructed them. By the way, your father and I have discussed it, and we will find a way to get Sun Jin into the Ministry of the Household after the temple exams, and you will promote him more then.”
Wen Zhong’s hand on the armrest moved, “Let’s wait until after the temple exams.”
Hearing the perfunctory tone in his voice, Huo was a little eager, “Zhong’er, Ling’er is your own niece, you have to help her with her son-in-law.”
Wen Zhong did not want to talk about this matter and changed the subject, “Apart from this matter, has anything else happened in the house these days?”
“It’s just that Meng is sick, nothing else ……”
When I said this, I remembered Song Wan Yue and changed my mouth, “I really came across an evil thing, Song Si’s sister actually looks like Xu Qing Wan, I was shocked to see her today.”
When he heard her mention Xu Qingwan, he was about to stop her subconsciously, but when he heard her next words, he frowned and thought of the portrait in the old man’s study.
“Has anyone seen it?”
Huo did not understand what he meant.
Wen Zhong was patient, “I mean did anyone see the way you got scared?”
“Should, shouldn’t anyone, after all, Mother didn’t act that obvious.”
“Was there anyone in sight at the time?”
“Just Sister Wu from Meng’s side and that Song Wangyue ……”, said the man, his voice lowered some more, “That old undead saw Song Wangyue in the west market the other day and invited her to the house on the pretext of Song Si, I Your father and I thought at the time that that Song Wangyue was really Xu Qingwan’s daughter, but then we thought it was impossible, Song Si is already fifteen, and Xu Qingwan couldn’t possibly have a child that age.”
“How similar are they?”
“At first glance they look very much alike.”
The uneasiness in Wen Zhong’s heart expanded, and he tapped his fingers on the armrest for a moment before speaking, “Mother knows where they live, I’ll go over and make amends.”
“Make amends to them, you’re crazy!”
“Making amends is a lie, I want to see how far that Song Wangyue and Xu Qingyuan can resemble each other, even if it’s impossible, we can’t be careless.”
Although Huo disapproved, she knew that she could not persuade him of what he had decided, and said, “I don’t know, only Xu Liang knows in the house.”
Wen Zhong rejoined the old man’s side, saying bluntly that he was going to make amends to Song Si, “Although this matter has passed, but father and mother have not really apologised to Sir Song, I will go in their place, hoping that Sir Song will not have any hard feelings towards our Xu family in the future.”
The old gentleman instructed Xu Liang to take him there.
When Wen Zhong arrived, Sun Jin had not yet left.
Xiao Si came over to report, “Sir Song, Xu Liang brought a man called Wen Zhong over, saying he was Xu Ling’er’s uncle.”
When he heard the name “Xu Ling’er’s uncle”, Sun Jin’s hand shook and his brush stained a large piece of paper, he looked up and asked, “Miss Xu still has an uncle?”
Song Si glanced at him and personally welcomed him out.
If he hadn’t gone to the Xu residence this time, he wouldn’t have met Wen Zhong, no matter who he was, but now that he knew the identity of his eldest aunt, and that she had been brought here by Xu Liang, he had to meet her.
Sun Jin chased him out and asked anxiously, “What about me?”
It was reasonable to say that the other party was Xu Ling’er’s uncle, so he should have followed him out to greet him, but, but, but neither Xu Ling’er nor Wen had mentioned it to him, and he didn’t know how Xu Ling’er’s relationship with her uncle’s family was, so in case they didn’t get along, wouldn’t he have upset his mother-in-law.
“Cool it.”
Returning his sentence, Song Si walked outside.
Sun Jin stomped his foot, “Xiao Si, find me a room I can hide in.”
Xiao Si, ……
Song Si went out and his gaze fell on Wen Zhong, in his thirties, with squared-off eyebrows, and not the slightest resemblance to Mr. Big.
The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the actual person you are looking at.
“Sir Song, this is our Young Master Wen of the Xu Mansion.”
Xu Liang introduced.
Wen Zhonghe frowned unseen, it had been a long time since anyone had introduced him like this since he had moved out of the Xu Mansion, and he hated such introductions the most.
Song Si arched his hand, “Greetings, Uncle Wen.”
“You’re welcome, Mr. Song, can we talk inside.”
“Uncle Wen, please.”
The two men returned to the parlour.
Wen Zhong opened the door, “Today my grandfather sent someone to call me back and inform me of what my mother and sister did to you, I am ashamed and have come to the door to apologise to Sir Song on their behalf, I hope Sir Song will not have any hard feelings towards the Xu family.”
“I am indeed very angry ……”
Song Si did not hide his thoughts, “Before this I told Miss Xu Ling’er in one jin that Miss Xiao of the Ding Duke and I had already mutually agreed to be married, but she was still bent on having her own way, fortunately the old gentleman appeared in time that day, otherwise I would not have been able to say anything even if I was covered in words. But the old gentleman has apologized to me afterwards, and I have forgotten about it. Uncle Wen, don’t worry, I will not hold it against the Xu House.”
He had even made a lifelong agreement with the young lady of the Ding Guo Mansion, Wen Zhong was secretly shocked, but his face did not show it, “I admire you for having such a big heart, Prince Song.
After that, he turned his words around, “By the way, I heard that your sister saved the First Lady, I am very grateful to her, can you call her over so that I can thank her in person?”
This was the real purpose of his arrival.
Song Si’s face did not change, “Yes, Uncle Wen wait a moment, I’ll have someone call my younger sister over.”
As soon as Wen Zhong arrived, Song Wan Yue knew about it and was worried that she would not have the chance to go in front of him, so when she heard Song Si calling for her to come over, she immediately came over.
Wen Zhong kept his eyes on the door, and when he saw the curtain being lifted, even though he was prepared, he was shocked for a moment when he saw Song Wan Yue’s face.
Song Si, who had been staring at him, clearly saw the change in his expression and turned to Song Wan Yue, “Little sister, this is Uncle Wen.”
“Uncle Wen.”
Song Wangyue called out to the person and didn’t curtsy.
Wen Zhong hid his emotions and withdrew his gaze, his heart rolled over in shock and horror, it was too similar, it was almost like Xu Qingwan when she was a child, no wonder her mother was shocked, she would have been shocked herself if she was not mentally prepared.
“Are Mr. Song and Miss Song real siblings?”