Song Wanning and Yin Yichen sat in the carriage back to the Prime Minister's Residence, but they were still thinking about the current situation in the General's Residence. Song Wanning looked at Yin Yichen beside her and said with some concern, "That family doesn't look like a good family. I'm not home now, so I can't always check everything for my father. My father has always been a man who pays attention to his interactions with relatives. I hope he doesn't let them deceive him."
Yin Yichen knew that Song Wanning was still worried about the Song Mansion, so he just whispered to comfort her, "If you are really worried, I will keep the spies in the General's Mansion and let Wanning know immediately if there is any movement. If something really happens, she will be the first to know."
Song Wanning hummed softly, then made up her mind. She whispered to Yin Yichen, "No, I really can't just sit there and wait for death. This family is so hard to guard against. If I wait for them to make a move, it will probably be too late when I regret it."
Yin Yichen looked at Song Wanning's confident look and thought she was sure of it, so he asked softly, "Has Wanning already made up her mind?"
"What Guan Surong wants most now is to find a husband from a wealthy family to live with." Song Wanning thought of the husband Guan Surong married in her previous life. He looked like a gentle and kind man. She was afraid that such a man was what Guan Surong desired. "Since she doesn't care about status and thinks she can defeat all the concubines, and she likes a gentle and kind man, now there is someone who is suitable for her."
If a handsome young man appeared now, Guan Surong would take the bait herself.
Yin Yichen looked at Song Wanning and knew that she had already made up her mind. He said softly, "Wanning, if you encounter anything that requires my help, just ask."
"That's not necessary right now. I'm thinking about how I can make these two people meet."
The Yan family, a wealthy clan in the capital, had been merchants for generations, their wealth likely exceeding their means for several lifetimes. Coincidentally, their eldest son, Yan Yuzhi, had eighteen concubines, all of them stunningly beautiful. Yan Yuzhi was a dashing, charming, and talented man. If he hadn't been disinterested in his studies and failed the imperial examination, it's hard to say who the third place winner would have been.
The Yan family had always hoped their son would take the imperial examinations, but unfortunately, their son had no talent for studying and was a hopeless case of a hopeless case. He simply wasn't serious about his studies and kept bringing in concubines. Therefore, the Yan family changed their strategy and wanted him to marry a woman from an official family.
Unfortunately, no aristocratic family would take a concubine before a wife. Yan Yuzhi was a playboy, and he already had eighteen concubines, but the position of wife was still vacant. No official family in Shengjing was willing to marry their daughter to such a playboy.
The Yan family spent a lot of money to send this good-for-nothing son to Bishuitang, hoping that he could marry a child of an official.
Unfortunately, the wives of fourth-rank officials in the capital looked down upon the Yan family, and even more so, they wouldn't allow their daughters to have much contact with Yan Yuzhi. Now Yan Yuzhi spent his days in Bishuitang, and no one in the capital wanted to associate with him.
Now if Yan Yuzhi knew that Guan Surong was the niece of the general's mansion and the daughter of a small official who was protected by the general's mansion, he would certainly be unable to sit still.
If Yan Yuzhi met Guan Surong, they would be a perfect match, and who knows what sparks would fly. But now, the most important thing is to get Yan Yuzhi interested in Guan Surong.
When Song Wanning thought of this, she immediately stopped the carriage and spoke to the maid beside her, Zhuque, and whispered a few words in Zhuque's ear, "Tell big brother to be more friendly to Guan Surong when you go to Bishui Hall these days. Just say that Guan Surong is our niece and I have a good idea for you."
Zhuque responded and turned back to the general's mansion to find Song Lan. If it was a collateral relative, Yan Yuzhi might not look down on her, but if it was his niece, Yan Yuzhi would definitely take action.
In the entire capital, there was probably no one more suitable than the niece of a mighty first-rank general. She wasn't a biological daughter, but they were related, and she had no prejudice against merchants like them. It couldn't be better.
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The next morning, Guan Surong followed Song Lan to Bishuitang.
The two of them rode in the same carriage, but just as they got in, Song Lan looked at Guan Surong and said calmly, "Cousin, a classmate of mine at Bishui Hall has had his carriage broken down. He wants to ride in our carriage to go to Bishui Hall together. I'm sure you don't mind, do you?"
Guan Surong didn't expect Song Lan to ask for his opinion. A relieved smile appeared on her face, and she said lightly, "Of course not. Cousin will make the decision."
The carriage slowly arrived at the gate of Lu Zijun's house.
Before I saw anyone, I heard a girl with a clear voice, "I'm so sleepy, Song Lan, why are you so late today?"
The sound was getting closer and closer. Guan Surong was sitting on the brocade cushion on the low stool in the carriage, sitting very obediently.
Lu Zijun didn't hear Song Lan's response. As soon as she got on the carriage, she saw Guan Surong sitting in it. Her alarm bells immediately rang. She looked at Guan Surong and said in a deep voice, "Who is this?"
Song Lan looked at Lu Zijun and gently gestured, "This is my cousin. She lives in my house now. Come with us to study at Bishui Hall."
Seeing that Song Lan now said that she was her cousin, Lu Zijun felt a little relieved and turned to Guan Surong and said with a smile, "Hello, cousin."
Lu Zijun now addressed Song Lan in the same way as she addressed her husband in everything, which seemed like a husband following his lead, but Song Lan didn't even object.
Guan Surong caught a glimpse of Lu Zijun and Song Lan's affectionate appearance and immediately understood what was going on. Now, she was afraid that the two would soon achieve a happy marriage. Lu Zijun looked fierce and frail, not at all like a lady. She didn't expect Song Lan to like such a girl.
Guan Surong didn't show her thoughts at all. She just looked at Lu Zijun and smiled faintly, "Good sister, come and sit next to Su Rong."
Lu Zijun didn't hesitate and sat down next to Guan Surong. She whispered to Song Lan, "I haven't heard that the general has a sister. Where did this cousin come from?"
Seeing Lu Zijun asking this, Guan Surong wanted to explain immediately, but Song Lan only smiled faintly and said to Lu Zijun, "There are still many things you don't know. How old are you and you think you know everything?"
Seeing this, Lu Zijun didn't get tangled up and turned around to play with Song Lan. "How old am I? I'm seventeen now and I haven't eaten a few fewer meals than you. What's wrong with thinking I know more?"
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