Chapter 191: Uneasy
Left Liu's house and returned home.
The gloom in Song Jin's heart never dissipated. He ate without saying a word, washed up, and went into the house to rest.
Old Li originally wanted to talk to Song Jin, saying that someone from Shunan went to contact the vehicle management officer, but didn't find an opportunity for a while.
"Don't you see that the lady is in a bad mood?" Old Man Hong said, glancing at Old Man Li.
Old Li guessed, "Could something have happened in Liu's house?"
"It should be something."
Old Man Hong called a secret guard to question him.
Yes, this old man used to be a leader of the secret guards and was highly valued by the prince. When he was injured, he was transferred to the open side.
Come here to retire.
Old Man Hong asked, "Madam, did anything happen in Liu's house?"
"No problem. Madam spends the rest of her time in Miss Liu's medicine room except for her lunch break."
The secret guard thought about what was unusual today and said, "The only difference from the previous few days is that at noon today, Madam went to the lounge next door, which was the room where Liu Jianfang occasionally rested."
Old Man Hong waved his hand to signal the other party to retreat.
Old Li pondered and said, "Madam, you must have discovered something?"
"That's what I guessed."
Old Man Hong thought for a moment and said, "It's a pity that the young master is not at home. The lady may not trust us."
"You are right. Madam is not the kind of delicate woman we have seen before who can only live by relying on men." Old Li has lived in Qinjiagou and has the deepest feelings about it.
After living for most of my life, I still have some ability to judge people.
The couple seems to have a good relationship.
In fact, the lady's dependence on the young master is limited.
Both old men saw something different in Song Jin. Unlike the women of this dynasty who were born to rely on men for survival, Song Jin was very thoughtful.
She can still live well without relying on men.
Rather than those weak women who are a burden to the young master, they want a mistress who can stand on her own.
Song Jin is pretty good.
Song Jin, who was recognized by the two, was not so calm.
The anger that had been suppressed in the Liu Mansion no longer needed to be disguised now that he was alone.
There really is something wrong with the Liu family! Song Jin didn't sleep well that night.
Wait until the next morning.
She went to Liu's house as usual.
In the past, I would occasionally see Liu Jianfang. He seemed to be very busy and was always in a hurry. He would only discuss with Song Jin when he encountered difficulties in preparing medicinal materials.
Song Jin gradually became familiar with Xiaoxi.
Occasionally, she would give some of her homemade cakes to Xiaoxi and the maids and servants in Liu Jianfang's courtyard.
Just half a month.
Song Jin would occasionally tell some interesting stories, and with snacks and pastries, he gradually became familiar with the others.
When chatting, Song Jin would not take the initiative to ask about the secrets of the Liu family's backyard, but would just listen quietly without interrupting. Occasionally, he would ask about Liu Jianfang indirectly.
Just not familiar yet.
I dare not ask further.
That day, Song Jin touched his sore waist and slowly walked towards the back door.
Old Li was waiting in the alley at the back door in his horse-drawn carriage.
As soon as he saw Song Jin coming out, he greeted him.
Song Jin stepped onto the stool and got into the carriage. He paused for a moment as soon as he lifted the heavy curtain, then lowered his head and continued to get in.
"Husband, is the academy closed for the holidays?"
A rare smile appeared on Song Jin's face, and he sat down on the side seat very naturally.
Qin Chi was wearing the uniform of a student from the Imperial Academy.
The blue robe, wide cuffs and plain silk belt tied around the waist make him look particularly simple and solemn. He is just like a scholar who walked out of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
His face had clear contours, and his eyes were like a deep lake, sparkling but calm. At this moment, his eyes were looking at Song Jin steadily.
From the moment she walked in to the moment she sat down.
Qin Chi pulled the person to sit next to him, "People say that a short separation is better than a new marriage, but not only did I not see it on your face, why did you sit so far away from me?"
Song Jin felt inexplicably guilty about his words, "I just finished my work and I'm dirty. I don't want to stain your clean student uniform."
"I don't mind."
Qin Chi had held her soft hand without her noticing and began to talk about what happened in the Imperial College.
Life in the Imperial College was full of pressure and competition, but it gave Qin Chi a different experience. At first, his classmates didn't pay much attention to him because they knew he was just a scholar.
It’s not that difficult.
In a place like the Imperial College, students who have no backing or support are humble and polite in their words and actions.
Qin Chi is lucky.
Several of my roommates have pretty good tempers.
"This is also thanks to the basket of pastries prepared by my wife. My roommates enjoyed the meal very much." Qin Chi didn't think of this at first.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
Carrying the food basket to the dormitory was a good opportunity for him to win people's hearts.
As the saying goes, one who eats the food of his owner should be grateful.
Don't underestimate this detail. People don't value your cheap pastries that much.
But this is a thoughtful gesture, at least the courtesy is shown.
The carriage moved slowly along the street.
Song Jin had a faint smile on his face as he listened quietly to Qin Chi's words, occasionally responding with a word or two.
Qin Chi, who originally just wanted to talk briefly, unconsciously said too much, "I've said so much, where's my wife? Did anything happen at home?"
“My daily life is very simple.”
Song Jin told her story one by one, and it was over in a few words, but the smile on her face faded as she spoke, "I saw the handwritten letter passed down by the ancestors of the Song family in Liu Jianfang's lounge."
Qin Chi's eyes suddenly changed, "Really? Did you see it right?"
"It has the Song family's seal, so it can't be wrong."
Song Jin said confidently, "I have seen some family manuscripts before, but most of them were kept by his father. They were able to be passed to the Liu family, so they must have been confiscated during the house search."
At that time, those people not only took away the Song family.
He also took away the things he had copied.
Qin Chi asked softly again: "What is the lady going to do?"
"I'm trying to get close to the servants in that courtyard. We're just a little familiar with each other now. Let's talk about it after a while." Song Jin knew that if he wanted to avoid leaving any traces, he must not be impatient.
Building trust between people requires a process.
At least now Xiaoxi's attitude towards Song Jin is much better, and she will occasionally talk about Liu Jianfang, but it doesn't have much effect on Song Jin.
Qin Chi held her hand.
The big hand gently patted the back of her hand.
This was a habit he developed when he was in a state of thinking, a small subconscious action.
"Madam, do you really have to go into the tiger's den by yourself?" Qin Chi disagreed in his heart.
Song Jin said with a serious face: "Please rest assured, my husband. For your future, I will not act rashly. Besides, Liu Jianfang is a person who has some principles in her actions and is very easy-going when dealing with the servants in her courtyard."
"Do you think I can be really relieved if you say that?"
When Qin Chi said this, Song Jin was stunned.
After a long while, he looked directly into her eyes and said seriously, "It's impossible to be relieved. Even if someone is protecting me, I'm still always worried about accidents, and I'm out of reach in the Imperial College."
"I, I'll find out as soon as possible."
Song Jin subconsciously avoided his sight.
For some reason, it was his gaze that made her flinch a little, and there was a very strange feeling spreading in her heart, a little strange and a little happy.
It was quiet for a long while.
Qin Chi finally said helplessly, as if compromising, "I will believe you."
"Thank you very much."
Song Jin wanted to say something else.
The carriage stopped at this time.
Old Li's voice came from outside, "Sir, Madam, we're home."