Sun Jin was bewildered and was about to ask Xu Qingwan who he was when Song Si took the letter away and turned to stride towards the courtyard.
Song Wan Yue and Gu Yi had also come out of the house, and when they saw that Song Si did not look well by the faint light in the hall, they knew, as they had guessed, that tonight’s meal was not a simple one. They were about to ask questions when they saw Song Si hand the letter to her.
Song Wangyue had not heard the carriage driver’s alarming cry, and was unsure of what to do, but she took the letter anyway.
After reading the words on it, the corners of Song Wan Yue’s mouth curled up and she turned towards the hall while opening the letter.
There was only one address on the letter, and not a single extra word.
Song Wan Yue looked at Song Si, “Big brother, what happened to you guys this evening?”
Song Si said what Xiao Zheng had said, and Song Wan Yue had a few guesses in her heart, raising the letter in her hand.
“You and Young Master Sun stay at home, I’ll go with Gu Yi.”
Song Si opened his mouth, wanting to say that he would go with them, but then he thought that everyone in the family was “asleep” and if he went with them, there would be no one to guard the house in case something happened.
In a quiet voice, “Be safe.”
“Don’t worry, he won’t do anything to us.”
Song Wangyue also thought at first that Wen Zhong would make a move on them this night, but now it seemed that Wen Zhong was someone who was indeed a man of the city and would not leave any leverage on them.
Sun Jin looked at Song Si and then at Song Wan Yue, not knowing what they were talking about, but intuiting that the letter had something to do with Wen Zhong.
Song Wan Yue and Gu Yi got on the carriage and arrived at the place mentioned in the letter, an ordinary mansion in the southern city, with lanterns lit on both sides of the entrance and a subordinate guarding it.
When he saw the two of them get off the carriage, the servant led them in with his head bowed.
The courtyard was lit with lanterns, illuminating the courtyard brightly. Wen Zhong, who was sitting in the hall, saw Song Wan Yue and Gu Yi at a glance. His slender eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled leisurely.
He had guessed that Xu would not come and thought that Song Wan Yue and Song Si would come together, but he did not expect it to be the two of them.
“Uncle Wen.”
Song Wangyue greeted him with a smile as she stepped into the hall.
Wen Zhong smiled and nodded, “Have a seat.”
There was only one spare stool in the hall, so Song Wangyue went over and sat down without saying a word, giving Gu Yi a wink the moment she turned around.
Gu Yi understood, turned around and walked straight towards a broken vat in the courtyard, kicked it over to the ground and rolled it with his hands, coming this way towards the hall, the sound of wheels reeling was very loud in the dark night.
Wen Zhong blackened his face.
“Uncle Wen is not to blame, I’m sure you’ve inquired, this fiancé of mine is a bit ill-brained and does things in a single minded way.”
“Bring a stool for Young Master Gu.”
The subordinates hurriedly stopped Gu Yi at the sound of his voice and quickly brought him a stool over.
Gu Yi carried the stool into the room without a red face and sat down beside Song Wan Yue, crossing his legs and swaying leisurely.
Wen Zhong could not stop looking at him.
“Uncle Wen, I wonder what you are looking for my mother for?”
Song Wangyue asked with a smile as if she didn’t see his face that had turned black to the bottom of a pot.
Wen Zhong quickly gathered his emotions and lifted the tea on the table.
Holding the tea lid in one hand, he unhurriedly fiddled with the tea leaves on it and opened the door, “Let’s talk about a condition.”
“You say.”
“As long as Xu Qingwan does not return to the Xu family, I will guarantee that Song Si’s temple exams will be fine and I can also guarantee him entry into the Ministry of the Household.”
“Not rare.”
Song Wangyue still smiled, as if she didn’t know what she had just said.
Wen Zhong’s hand that was plucking the tea leaves gave a beat, and then laughed softly. The ignorant are fearless! A country-grown maid did not know what it would mean for Song Si, and for their family, once he passed the temple exams and entered the Ministry of the Household.
“There’s no rush, you go back and ask Xu Qingwan before you say anything.”
“I make the decisions about my family, no need to talk to my mother.”
Wen Zhong was really laughing out loud this time!
Covering the tea lid and placing the tea jar on the table, “Song girl, you are still young and don’t know the stakes, or ……”
“Uncle Wen misunderstood my meaning, I mean that my elder brother will definitely be able to pass the temple examination, as for where he can serve, he will have to listen to the Emperor’s holy words. Uncle Wen’s intentions are going to be in vain.”
The smile on Wen Zhong’s face fell, “Niece Song, do you know where Song Si went today?”
Song Wan Yue laughed, a dismissive laugh, “Uncle Wen probably forgot that my elder brother is the son-in-law of the Duke of Ding’s family, so how could we not ask Sun Jin to invite him to Cui Xiang Pavilion?”
Wen Zhong’s pupils shrank a few times.
“Does Uncle Wen have any other leverage?”
Song Wangyue asked, still smiling.
Seeing that Wen Zhong did not answer, she got up by herself, “Since there is none, we will go back, it is time for curfew later.”
With that, she lifted her feet and walked outside, Gu Yi got up to follow.
Looking at the two men’s backs as if they were familiar with each other, Wen Zhong copied the tealight and ruthlessly slammed it on the ground.
The door to the east and west compartments opened and a dozen men dressed in black came out from inside, the sharp blades in their hands glowing eerily under the faint light of the lanterns.
Wen Zhong’s sorrowful voice also sounded behind them, “Miss Song, since you’re here, stay.”
“I can’t.”
Song Wangyue did not turn around, her voice remained the same, “If I go back late, my mother will be worried.”
Wen Zhong smiled coldly and waved his hand, a dozen black-clothed men with sharp blades were about to step forward when countless figures leapt in from outside the wall to block them.
Song Wangyue and Gu Yi walked out hand in hand, and when they reached the door, they stopped and turned back, “Uncle Wen, as I said, my elder brother is the prospective grandson-in-law of the Ding Guo Mansion.”
So, these people were sent by the Ding Guo Mansion!
Wen Zhong was so angry that he went to get the tealight on the table, but took it empty, and with a furious kick, he kicked the pieces scattered around his feet out a long way.
He had made two preparations: on the one hand, Xu Qingyuan came over and agreed to his condition of not telling the Xu family what happened back then; on the other hand, if Xu Qingyuan did not agree, he would detain the person. If the Song family went to the Xu family to ask for help, he would deny it. Throughout the whole process, it was not expected that the Ding Guofu would intervene so Avray.
Thinking of this, he was so angry that he almost bit off his back teeth. These people in the courtyard were all for show, if they were to deal with the unarmed Xu Qingwan, they could still do so; against the Ding Guofu’s people, not only would they not have the slightest chance of winning, a fight would also alert the neighbours, and it would be even more troublesome if they drew in the city patrol.
He squeezed two words out of his teeth, “Stand down!”
A dozen men in black instantly retreated into the two side chambers.
The men brought by Song Wangyue also collected their sharp blades and followed Song Wangyue and Gu Yi out.
The sound of a table falling to the ground came from behind.
The corners of Song Wangyue’s mouth hooked.
……
Song family.
Song Si tells Sun Jin about Xu’s life and about the suspicion that it was Huo’s family that did it.
After hearing this, Sun Jin was completely dumbfounded and froze for a long time without being able to speak.