The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 189

It was rainy weather, so Pei Jian also got up early.

As he got older, he had even more sleeplessness. After Aunt Fang left, he gave up the idea of ​​taking in another concubine. After sending away the maids who abused Xiang Guoer, the whole courtyard became increasingly deserted. There were only two maids and some guards who came and went.

When Song Guanzhou came in, Pei Jian had just finished his breakfast. When he heard his daughter-in-law coming to pay her respects, he pointed at Xiang Guoer and said, "Go and invite Guanzhou in."

Xiang Guo'er came out skipping and jumping, and seeing Song Guanzhou from afar, she shouted with a smile, "Fourth Young Master's Madam, the master is this way, please come over." Across the courtyard, the whole yard was lush and green, but Song Guanzhou, in green clothes and black hair, was seen walking quickly towards her.

Pei Jian was in the study. Song Guanzhou stood in front of the door and called out crisply, "I'm here to see you, father. I pay my respects to you."

He knelt and bowed, taking his time, even though his heart was ablaze with anger.

"Come in and talk. It's rare to see you get up early today."

The bad habit of this daughter-in-law staying in bed has spread far and wide. Song Guanzhou did not feel ashamed when he heard his father-in-law talk about it. Instead, he smiled and said, "It's all because of my father and Silang's leniency that they don't blame me." She was graceful, with bright eyes and white teeth. Her little girl's demeanor made Pei Jian soften his heart.

"Have your injuries improved?"

Song Guanzhou nodded, the hairpins on his bun trembling slightly, "Thank you for your concern, father. The child is much better now, and can run and jump——"

"No problem walking normally, but if you want to run or jump, just take it slow."

Song Guanzhou, following the filial piety of a younger generation, replied respectfully and asked about his father-in-law's health with concern. After the greetings were over, Pei Jian coughed and said, "What's the matter? Just tell me." Judging from his daughter-in-law's temperament, she was not the kind of person who would come to the court for no reason, so she simply told him directly. Seeing this, Song Guanzhou stopped hiding anything.

"I'm here to borrow a few men from my father."

"Who do you want? What do you want to do?"

Song Guanzhou paused for a moment, then said calmly, "I know Linhe is someone my father is used to. Give me three or five people like him, and I'll go to a town outside Beijing."

"today?"

Pei Jian looked at the drizzle outside the lattice window and felt a little puzzled. Song Guanzhou nodded, "It's about my mother's family. My late mother left behind two siblings from my cousin's family. They are older than me. I was lucky enough to meet them when my sister-in-law came to Beijing this time. My sister-in-law wanted to ask my cousins ​​to come to the mansion to visit me, but my cousin said he was going to visit his elders first, and that was not his mother's uncle. Now more than half a month has passed, and they still haven't come. I'm a little worried and want to go look for them."

"It's inconvenient to go out on a rainy day, and walking on mountain roads is quite bumpy for a girl like you. Why don't you ask your subordinates to look for it, or wait until Silang takes a day off and then take a trip on horseback."

Pei Jian's hands were always busy, he was writing, he liked to practice calligraphy in the evening.

Song Guanzhou stepped forward, lifted up half of his sleeves, and ground the ink slowly. The fine pine soot ink slowly emitted a faint pine nut fragrance that was refreshing.

"Father, someone sent a message at midnight yesterday that my cousin, who looks about 50% like me, has fallen into the hands of evildoers and has been sold to a low-class brothel in Qingmei Garden."

"What? There is such a thing!"

Pei Jian stopped writing and stood up, his face solemn. Song Guanzhou looked at him impartially, "That's right. In the middle of the night, Qin's Erlang and Silang had already led the tight-lipped servants and guards to Qingmei Garden, but things did not go smoothly. I was waiting at the mansion, my heart was burning. I just asked my eldest sister-in-law where the cousins ​​were staying, and I was thinking of going to take a look at the situation."

"Xu's son?"

"That's right, my cousin Xu Lingbai and my cousin Xu Lingqiao. The aunt of the little zither boy whom I saved at the Peach Blossom Banquet was invited to Qingmei Garden to sing last night. I don't know how she happened to run into my cousin. She was tortured and asked Aunt of the zither boy to bring a message to your house—"

Pei Jian listened and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'll let Lin He handle such an important matter. You're not fully recovered yet, so don't travel across mountains and rivers."

"Father, please allow me to go personally this time. I will stay by your side in Linhe to help you with your errands. I will see if I can find a few good guards to help me. Speaking of which, my cousin fell into the fire pit at a very young age. If we make a big fuss about it, even if she is rescued, I am afraid that her reputation will be affected and her life will be even more difficult in the future. I also told Silang and Erlang not to let the news leak out. If people know that she is a relative of the Xu family or the mansion, she will be worse off than dead. I think, no matter what happens to her, it is better for her to escape than to be in the dark about her life or death."

After listening to this, Pei Jian nodded slightly.

"You have a point, but the mountain road is rugged—"

Song Guanzhou took a half step back and knelt down, saying, "I am not afraid of hardship. If I don't go and see for myself, I am afraid I won't know what happened to my cousin and where she ended up. Besides, my cousin is in trouble, and my cousin didn't come to ask for help. I don't dare to speculate whether my cousin is okay. I have no choice but to go and find out."

It is said that the Xu family was in decline and its members scattered.

If Song Guanzhou were to stand by and watch, not to mention that the moral education she received in this world would not allow her to be so cold-blooded, and even though she had the blood of the Xu family in her veins, she could not remain indifferent.

Her eyes were sincere and firm. Pei Jian wanted to arrange someone to do it, but he couldn't resist her passionate gaze.

"Which town in the suburbs of Beijing is it?"

"Miss Lanxiang, who was with my sister-in-law, couldn't remember it clearly. She said it was Erqu Town, but it sounded like Aiqi Town. I'll find out when I get there."

"Aiqi Town."

Song Guanzhou raised his eyes and asked, "Father, do you know that place?"

Pei Jian nodded, "When your third brother left that day, the maid beside him said that he was not in the villa, so I looked for him everywhere and even went to Aiqi Town once." Having said that, he called Linhe in without further delay.

After some arrangements, five strong men were selected and fully armed to wait for orders.

Song Guanzhou was also unambiguous. When he returned to Shaohua Garden, Rendong was worried, "Looking at the sky, I'm afraid it will rain again. Is the young lady going to go on an adventure?"

"How can there be any danger? I am the young lady of a noble family. I have carriages, horses, servants and everything else. Why should I be afraid of him?"

At this moment, she knew with her eyes closed that it had a great deal to do with the Fang family.

Qingfang brought the mute servant and Qin Tong, "Madam, Xiaohu and Qin Tong have something to say."

Rendong was helping Song Guanzhou put on his cloak and preparing a veil. Qingfei was following Rendong's instructions and arranging the black silk gauze.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Song Guanzhou put on a pair of high-top shoes with cloud patterns and flowers, sat upright on the Hu bed, and beckoned the two children. Xiaohu took out a piece of paper from his arms and began to squeak and gesture. Song Guanzhou looked at it carefully and asked in confusion, "You said these two were responsible for everything?"

She lowered her head and looked at the portrait on the tissue paper, and her eyes lit up.

The scene in the painting was vivid, especially the one who was carrying a sack of things from a carriage. The other was tall and strong, showing his front, with a dignified appearance except for a scar on his forehead.

Honeysuckle poked her head out, took a closer look, and whispered before everyone else, "The person in front of the carriage is Zhu San!"