Song Wanning looked at the little maid standing at the door and asked, "Where is the messenger?"
The little maid pointed to the door and said, "They're at the west door now. The man said that grandma must go and get the letter in person."
After hearing this, Song Wanning hurried out and headed straight for the west door.
Before reaching the side door, Song Wanning spotted a man standing under a tree. He was dressed in a blue robe, his long hair simply tied up with a hairpin, cascading neatly behind him. He wore a veiled hat, his head lowered to cover his face.
Song Wanning felt vaguely that the figure looked familiar, but she couldn't place who it was. She took a small step forward, looked at the man, and asked, "Are you the one sent by Fengxin Hall to deliver a letter to me?"
"That's right." The man's voice was clear and crisp, and it sounded more and more familiar to Song Wanning. "This letter came urgently, so Feng Xintang sent me to deliver it quickly."
After hearing this, Song Wanning finally remembered who this man was. She just smiled and said, "Yi Chen, when did you become a messenger for Fengxin Hall?"
Yi Chen was not surprised to hear this, he just smiled and said, "It's always good to have many skills, and any money you can make is good."
As Yi Chen spoke, he took out a letter sent from the border from his sleeve and handed it to Song Wanning, saying, "This letter came urgently. I'm afraid there is something important. If you are anxious, take it in and take a look."
Song Wanning took the letter and thanked him, "Thank you very much. I'm afraid Second Master Yi is very busy, so I won't invite you into the mansion."
As soon as Song Wanning finished speaking, Yi Chen took over and said, "You owe me a cup of tea today."
Song Wanning was about to respond when she looked up and saw that Yi Chen had raised the brim of his hat a little higher at some point. Song Wanning could just see his eyes that seemed to be smiling.
Song Wanning was stunned for a moment, then calmed down and said, "Of course, I will definitely invite you for tea in the future."
After Song Wanning finished speaking, she quickly walked into the house. She was thinking about her father and brother at the moment, so she entered the bedroom, opened the letter and started reading.
"My daughter Wan Ning wrote to me, telling me about a dream she had. She urged me to be cautious and investigate those around me. I have thoroughly investigated and uncovered the clues, and have already killed the enemy spy. I will be returning to Beijing soon, so don't worry."
After Song Wanning finished reading the letter, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
Her efforts had finally paid off, and she had finally made it back in time for her father and brother to return safely. In her previous life, ever since her father and brother had passed away, she had become an orphan without a mother's family to rely on. Thinking about it now, it was truly horrifying.
Song Wanning raised her hand to wipe away her tears, then thought of the Song family's ruthless and heartless nature. She put the letter away in anger. After a while, she would definitely make that family spit out everything they had swallowed.
As the sun set, Haitang, the maid of the old lady at Rongfu Hall, arrived.
Haitang entered Song Wanning's yard, looked at her and said slowly, "Second Madam, the master is back tonight. The old ancestor said that since the master has finally come back, the whole family should go to the hall to have a reunion dinner."
After hearing this, Song Wanning responded, "I understand."
Song Wanning remembered her father-in-law Wen Xian. A while ago, the emperor ordered the Ministry of Personnel to sort out the books. Wen Xian was busy with official duties and had not returned home for three months. He returned now, probably because the books had been sorted out.
When Song Wanning arrived at Rongfu Hall, the entire family was almost there, even Wen Tingcheng, who had never been to the reunion dinner, and the elusive Wen Tingxun. Only Wen Xian, the master of the second house, hadn't arrived yet.
Although Wen Tingcheng was young, he was the master of the first house and had inherited the first house's title. Although he was not very close to the second house, he still held the title, and if he split up the family, it would cause gossip.
However, the job of housekeeper now falls on Fei Biyun, which means that the power of housekeeper has returned to the noble family.
At the table, Wen Tingbai sat with Cui Xiaoxiao beside him, and his mother, Madam Wang, to his right. There was an empty seat in front of Madam Wang, reserved for Wen Xian. Across from that empty seat sat Wen Tingcheng and his wife, Fei Biyun. Fei Biyun was now six months pregnant, her belly visibly growing.
Everyone at the table had their own thoughts and just sat down waiting for Wen Xian.
When the old lady saw that everyone had arrived, she glanced at Haitang beside her and said, "Everyone is here. Why hasn't Bo'er's father come yet?"
Haitang said yes and was about to leave when she saw Wen Xian coming in from outside.
As soon as Wen Xian entered the room, he greeted the old lady above him and said, "My son greets mother. I haven't been home for three months. I wonder if mother is in good health."
The old lady was very concerned about her son. "With Brother Bo around, you're naturally healthy. You've only been in the palace sorting books for three months. I see you've lost a lot of weight. I think you haven't been eating well in the palace. I've asked someone to prepare your favorite dishes. Come sit down and eat."
Upon hearing this, Wen Xian sat in the empty seat next to the old lady, and the family reunion dinner began.
Wen Tingbai hadn't seen Wen Xian for a long time. Seeing Wen Xian return, he hurriedly greeted him, "Father, I have now resigned from my military duties and am taking a position in the court. If there is anything you need from me in the future, just let me know. I will be honored to be here by your side."
After hearing what Wen Tingbai said, Wen Xian's face became even more displeased. "How dare you brag about a position as the Left Censor, a seventh-rank official? You've completely disgraced your father. Three years ago, you insisted on going to the border, but you didn't achieve anything. Now you've come back to make a fool of yourself."
Wen Tingbai's expression darkened upon hearing this, and he ate with a dark face. He had originally wanted to ask Wen Xian to help him get a promotion, but now it seemed that hope was slim, and Wen Xian seemed to be in a bad mood.
Mrs. Wang, who was beside Wen Xian, was also displeased when she heard this. She just said, "It's so hard for my son to come back. You should stop talking."
After hearing Madam Wang's words, Wen Xian recalled the troubles that had occurred at court and angrily said, "That Yin Yichen actually openly denounced me in court, saying that my Ministry of Personnel was in disarray. This caused His Majesty to scold me severely."
After hearing what Wen Xian said, Song Wanning suddenly thought of Yi Chen.
It’s just that Yi Chen is a businessman, and he probably has nothing to do with Prime Minister Yin in the court.
Wen Xian said this, glancing at Wen Tingbai with resentment. He said dissatisfiedly, "Yin Yichen is only twenty-one now, only two years older than Bai'er, but he has already reached the position of Prime Minister. Now he holds great power, and the emperor trusts him very much. Look at Bai'er, I have heard in the Ministry of Personnel that our family has a reputation for favoring concubines over wives. It really makes me lose face."
Wen Tingbo and Cui Xiaoxiao beside Wen Xian didn't dare to say anything and lowered their heads to eat the rice in their bowls.
Wen Xian continued talking, "If you are not as good as Yin Yichen, forget it. But you are not even half as good as Cheng Ge'er in the mansion. What's the point of giving birth to you?"
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