The old woman was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and saluted Song Qingci.
The servants of wealthy families would not easily neglect such people whose true nature was unclear.
You still have to have the ability to judge people, otherwise you won't be able to survive.
"My name is Xu, and I'm here to greet... the young lady, on Madam's orders."
The old woman was a little unsure of Song Qingci's identity.
When people heard that the bandit leader was going to bring his female relatives with him, everyone subconsciously thought that they were his women.
But now looking at Song Qingci's dress, she was a girl, so the old woman couldn't figure it out for a moment.
Song Qingci smiled and said, "Thank you, Madam Xu. My last name is Song Zhaodi, you can just call me Zhaodi."
When going out, I still use a pseudonym for protection.
Although her real name was only used among her family and had never been made public before, few people knew that she was the daughter of the Song family.
When the old woman heard the name "Zhao Di", who had just felt a little awe towards Song Qingci because of her demeanor, her eyes became a little neglectful again.
This kind of vulgar name is something only country folk would give to their daughters. It's so vulgar.
"I wouldn't dare to say that. Miss Song, please come this way..." The old woman made an inviting gesture, but did not bend her waist much.
Feng Xun was so angry that he cursed in his heart, saying that the old dog looked down on people.
Hoshino still had his usual expressionless face, with no emotional fluctuations. He just followed Song Qingci closely, looking around vigilantly.
Song Qingci smiled and walked slowly forward with the old woman.
The Governor's Mansion was left behind by the previous Sun family. It was decorated very luxuriously, and even the water tank was surrounded by a circle of gold.
It can be seen that Governor Sun has been here for many years. Although he has always been dissatisfied and wants to return to Beijing, the emperor is far away and he enjoys the treatment of a local emperor.
Song Qingci was accustomed to the wealth and luxury she saw. After all, she had a capable mother who had seen everything.
When Xu Youyou was renovating her house, each floor tile cost ten taels of silver.
She said that the outside doesn't have to be magnificent, but the yard must be comfortable and cozy.
However, Song Qingci did not think it was a good thing. Instead, he felt that his mother had a bit of nouveau riche temperament in this matter.
Not to mention, Governor Sun and Xu Youyou might have a lot in common on this point.
This is Song Qingci’s evaluation of the Governor’s Mansion.
The old woman observed silently, and when she saw Song Qingci looking around, she secretly mocked her for being naive, but she didn't say anything.
Song Qingci: Heaven can bear witness, I am just comparing.
The old woman brought Song Qingci to the backyard.
The maids and servants at the backyard gate all bowed to her.
The old woman was very proud of her status and looked dignified.
Seeing this, Song Qingci understood that she must be the respectable maidservant by Mrs. Kang's side.
It seems that Mrs. Kang still values her very much.
The old woman led Song Qingci into the courtyard and said to the little maidservant standing in the corridor, wearing an emerald green bodice and with her hands hanging down, "Hurry up and tell the mistress that the distinguished guest has arrived."
The maid hurriedly said yes, knocked on the door politely, and reported through the curtain.
"Come in." A lazy and casual voice came from inside.
The voice sounded younger than Song Qingci had imagined, and it didn't sound like a woman in her forties or fifties.
She also knew that Mrs. Kang probably didn't think much of her, otherwise she would have come out to greet her.
But this is understandable, after all, he was brought here by Mr. Fu San.
Mr. Fu Sanye is a bandit, and Governor Kang is an official, and a high-ranking one at that.
Governor Kang was willing to meet Mr. Fu San, which was a great condescension; and as a result, Mrs. Kang probably felt like she was looking down on an ant when she met him.
Song Qingci didn't feel any frustration.
Although her family had always been wealthy, merchants had a low status. She had been on good terms with some sisters in the capital before, and when they introduced her to daughters of officials, she was often neglected.
Song Qingci didn't take it to heart.
Her family is rich, loving, and has open-minded parents, and she doesn't envy anyone.
Among those rich girls who looked down on her, how many of them could fight her?
Do they have money or freedom?
Everything depends on the emperor, and those who are not favored often have a lack of successors; they have no say in future marriages.
They are just ordinary girls among a dozen or even dozens of girls in their respective families, and they will contribute to family marriages in the future.
What else is there to be proud of?
Therefore, Song Qingci felt a sense of pity for their arrogance.
No one looks down on anyone else, so it's even.
Looking at Mrs. Kang now, she didn't feel that there was any reason to look down on her.
But if you don't take me seriously, I won't take you seriously either.
I'm not begging you, so I won't be servile.
I came here today just to give Mr. Fu San a favor.
As long as there is no trouble, everything will depend on the negotiation of the man in the front yard.
These things in the backyard are just optional additions.
Mr. Fu San said she could help, but Song Qingci actually wanted to tell him that she couldn't help.
The competition between men still depends on strength.
There may be some rules that Mr. Fu San has not understood because he has been in the mountains for too long.
But Song Qingci believed that someone as smart as him would figure it out soon.
So Song Qingci’s request to himself today was, don’t tear each other apart, and love each other however you want.
Song Qingci was a little surprised when he saw Mrs. Kang.
Because no matter how you look at it, Mrs. Kang doesn't look like she's in her forties.
Mrs. Kang is only twenty-five years old at most, definitely no older.
Old man, young wife?
It seems that this person is definitely not the original wife.
But no matter what age, she is the original wife or the second wife. Now Mrs. Kang is the Governor's wife.
Song Qingci bowed to her and said in a clear voice, "Song Zhaodi greets Madam."
Mrs. Kang glanced at her and frowned.
What she was not satisfied with was that when Song Qingci saw her, he did not show any fear or trepidation, nor did he kneel on the ground and kowtow to her.
She didn't let Song Qingci get up either.
Song Qingci stood up straight on his own without her having to call out to him.
She knew very well that she now had a natural advantage!
She was a bandit woman from the mountains and didn't know the rules.
Ignorance is no crime.
She just didn't believe that Mrs. Kang would dare to take action immediately when the situation in the front yard was still uncertain.
If Mrs. Kang makes trouble, then it can only be said that Mr. Fu San is attending the Hongmen Banquet today.
Mrs. Kang did not have an outburst, although her face looked very ugly.
"Sit down." She said condescendingly.
Song Qingci sat down firmly on the chair, not feeling empty at all.
Others already thought she was a country bumpkin who didn't know etiquette, so she might as well accept it.
Behind Mrs. Kang stood two women dressed as women, both in their thirties. They were probably Kang Shun's concubines.
There was a woman next to him, about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed as an unmarried woman, looking at Song Qingci with some curiosity.
Song Qingci felt her gaze and couldn't help but think, this should be Governor Kang's...concubine?
She is dressed very nicely, only slightly worse than Mrs. Kang. Could it be that she is more favored?
Song Qingci smiled at her.
The woman lowered her eyes.
Song Qingci: "..."
Is she a tiger?
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