Chapter 238 Makeup

Song Mo didn't notice any of this.

His eyes fell on Song Han, who had been silent since entering the flower hall.

Song Han had been paying careful attention to his brother. When he saw Song Mo looking at him, his eyes suddenly turned red and he called out "Brother" pitifully. Then he glanced fearfully at Song Yichun who was talking to Lu Zhan with a smile on his face, as if to say, it's not that I don't miss my brother, but I'm afraid of being punished by my father, so I have to distance myself from my brother.

Song Mo's eyes dimmed slightly.

My own brother, who is from the same mother, has grown up to be so timid.

When he was three years old, he would shed tears when he was wronged, which made people think he was cute; when he was ten years old, he would shed tears when he was wronged, which made people think he was simple; but now, he is already thirteen years old...

The last time he saw Song Han was during the Spring Festival when people were offering sacrifices to their ancestors.

At that time, Song Han was only as tall as his chest.

But after not seeing him for more than half a year, Song Han's height had already reached his shoulders, and he seemed to be a little taller than when he was thirteen. But he was very thin, his face was pale and green, as if he was short of food and clothing, and he was not in good spirits.

Being caught between himself and his father, he must have felt very uncomfortable.

Song Mo no longer looked at Song Han.

Sometimes, caring too much can be a poison.

It would be better to just watch him from a distance and lend a helping hand when he needs help. This might be better for him.

Song Mo walked to his father's side with a smile.

That smile was gentle and bright, without a trace of gloom.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside.

A servant ran in breathlessly, "The Grand Master Guangen has arrived!"

Song Yichun was stunned and looked at Song Mo.

Song Mo's expression remained the same, not even a hint of a smile was revealed, as if he was wearing a perfect mask. Even if you knew it was fake, you couldn't find any faults.

He couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

Dong Qi, dressed in a bright red official uniform, walked in with a smile.

"Sorry, sorry!" He clasped his fists to the people in the house, "Brothers, I'm late! I brought a new driver, but he didn't know how to lift the carriage. He didn't do his homework beforehand, and he didn't say anything after I got on the carriage. He couldn't find the place after a long time. Then I realized that he didn't know the way. If I hadn't kicked him off and offered a reward of ten taels of silver on the spot to hire a driver, I'm afraid he would still be wandering around Andingmen Street now!" As he said this, he smiled and said to Song Mo, "Song Da, your house is really big, occupying a whole alley. It's no wonder that my coachman couldn't even find the door."

Is that so?

Wang Qinghuai and others just smiled and said nothing.

Only Gu Yu smiled sinisterly and said, "I thought you were wandering in some alley. It turns out you are on Andingmen Street. But you have a really good temper. You just kicked the coachman down. If it were me, I would have whipped him to death. The Guangenbo family is still honest and kind!"

Dong Qi laughed, but his eyes flashed with coldness, and he wanted to bite Song Mo in his heart.

You can make your own bowl of noodles without worrying about not being able to handle it. You are not so lucky!

It was a pity that he had to come. Otherwise, when they were working in the Jinwu Guard together, their colleagues would ask about it and think that he was taking advantage of it, and Song Mo would have gained a good reputation for being magnanimous in vain.

He stepped forward and bowed to Song Yichun, smiling, "My father knew that I was coming to my uncle's house for a wedding banquet, so he specifically asked me to bring a gift. He also said that after my uncle was done with Yantang's wedding, he might as well come home for a cup of tea. My father still treasures the Jingui wine that my uncle gave him that year!"

Song Yichun raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and said politely, "Thank your father for me." Then he turned to Tao Qizhong and asked, "How long will it take until the auspicious time?" He didn't say a word in response.

Song Mo's eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew that the Song family and the Dong family had some grudges, but he had never heard of what the grudges were and how they were formed. In the world, things that come together for a long time will eventually separate, and things that separate for a long time will eventually come together. The same is true for the friendship between these families. He also felt that as long as he was strong enough, the Dong family would be unable to do anything to him. If he was unable to support this family, even if he gave his face to the Dong family, the Dong family might not let the Song family go. Everything was based on strength, so he did not take this matter to heart.

My father is a man who values ​​his reputation, so he is standing here to greet his friends. Uncle Guang En asked Dong Qi to convey this message to my father, and he has already stepped down. Logically, my father should go with the flow and settle this feud with the Dong family. However, looking at my father's appearance, he is determined not to deal with Uncle Guang En, and he is very resentful.

Could it be that I have thought this matter too simply?

Song Mo thought again that Uncle Guangen seemed to have some rift with his uncle.

He couldn't help but glance at Dong Qi.

Dong Qi's expression was very calm, and it was obvious that he had expected his father's attitude.

It seems that I should send someone to investigate this matter!

While he was thinking, Tao Qi looked at the clepsydra again, and came back with a smile, "There is still half an hour before the auspicious time."

Wang Qinghuai understood what she said, and said to Shen Qing and the others with a smile, "Then let's go together, shall we?"

Shen Qing rarely had such an opportunity to show off, so she specially wore a silk-carved flying fish dress, which shone brightly with golden light, like a moving piece of brocade.

Hearing this, he was eager to try, and urged everyone: "Don't miss Song Da's auspicious time!" He was the first to leave the flower hall.

The group of people went to Jing'an Temple Hutong in a mighty manner.

Official uniform is sometimes the best proof of identity.

Passersby on the road all stopped to watch, exclaiming in envy and admiration.

Shen Qing couldn't help feeling smug, thinking that this was the life that people should live.

He looked around and saw that the only people who looked about the same age as him were Gu Yu and Song Han.

Gu Yu...has never been on good terms with him, so there's no need to consider him.

He whispered to Song Han: "Are you engaged? When you get married, I will come to pick you up! What do you think?"

Song Han was a little absent-minded and nodded woodenly.

Shen Qing was a little unhappy.

I thought that even someone as great as Song Da would be so friendly to me, but how dare you, a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair, be so indifferent to me.

It is true that it is easy to meet King Yan but difficult to deal with the little devil!

For a moment, he lost interest in talking to Song Han and turned around to chat with Zhang Xuming about family matters.

In less than three quarters of an hour, they arrived at the entrance of Jing'an Temple Hutong.

Gao Xing, who had been waiting there for a long time, brought a few servants to set off firecrackers.

It attracted countless people to watch the excitement.

The big red lacquered and gold-painted makeup box containing a whole pig and a whole sheep from the Song family was carried into the Dou family's gate amid the curious gazes of the crowd, the deafening sound of firecrackers and the flying red firecracker debris.

The ceremony was going on in the Dou family's gift room as Gao Sheng directed the servants to pack up the makeup boxes sent by the Song family.

Wang Qinghuai and others were led by the Dou family's ceremonial officer to pay their respects to Dou Shiying who was standing on the steps of the main room.

Dou Shiying looked at these young people of distinguished status, some wearing the super first-grade Yucimang robes, and some wearing the third-grade military generals' clothes to put on makeup, and nodded with satisfaction.

Wei Tingyu, who was standing on the steps with Dou Shiying as his son-in-law, looked at the familiar faces in a daze.

How did these people get together?

It was not until Wang Qinghuai and others came to pay respects to Dou Shiying that Wei Tingyu came to his senses and called Wang Qinghuai "Brother Wang" and asked curiously, "Why are you the ones rushing to make up?"

"Boss Song has spoken, so how can we not come?" Shen Qing held his head high, proudly enjoying the respectful, fearful and envious looks of the Dou family servants. He answered before Wang Qinghuai, and then showed a look of surprise, "You, why are you here?" He looked at Dou Shiying beside Wei Tingyu in confusion.

Wang Qinghuai knew the relationship between Wei Tingyu and the Dou family, and said with a smile: "Marquis Jining is the second son-in-law of the Dou family."

"Hey," Shen Qing's eyes almost popped out, "Then I'm Song Da's brother-in-law." At this point, he seemed to have discovered something, and shouted excitedly, "Pei Jin, you have to respect Song Da as your brother from now on!"

The guests and maids from the Dou family who were attending the ceremony all looked over, and some who didn't understand even whispered to find out the reason.

Wei Tingyu's face flushed, and a hint of guilt flashed across his brows.

Everyone just thought that he was older and had to address Song Mo as brother in the future. They felt embarrassed and didn't care. Only Shen Qing thought this was very interesting and said with a smile: "It just so happens that Song Da's status is more prominent than yours. Otherwise, with your title, if the fourth daughter of the Dou family married an ordinary person, she could have suppressed her status and had a separate discussion with the eldest aunt of the Dou family. Who knew that you met Song Da. Peijin, you are so unlucky!"

Wang Qinghuai took into consideration the presence of Dou Shiying, and hurriedly pulled Shen Qing by his side, bowed to Dou Shiying apologetically, and said, "We are very familiar with Jining Marquis, and we are used to speaking without restraint on weekdays. Please don't take it to heart, uncle!"

Today is a good day for sending makeup, and Dou Shiying certainly won't bother with these young people.

What's more, what Shen Qing said makes sense.

Everyone knows now that he found a good marriage for Dou Zhao, right?

He smiled and told Gao Sheng to invite Wang Qinghuai and others to sit in the flower hall as a token of his gratitude.

Wang Qinghuai was afraid that Shen Qing would cause more trouble, so he pulled Shen Qing away.

When the little maidservant who was sent by Wang Yingxue to gather information saw this, she ran back to the back room in a flash.

Dou Ming, who returned to his parents' home to attend Dou Zhao's wedding, did not sit with the Fifth Madam and others, but stayed in the back room of his mother Wang Yingxue.

Seeing her mother anxiously waiting for the maid to reply, she couldn't help but say, "Mother, what does it have to do with us whether the Duke of Ying's mansion sends someone to urge me to do my makeup? Don't always compare my sister and me! From now on, my sister and I will live our own lives. No matter how good she is, it has nothing to do with me. Please stop messing around, it makes me dizzy!"

Wang Yingxue felt that her daughter, who was both concerned about her reputation and unwilling to let go, was most likely to suffer losses.

She said bluntly, "If that's the case, then why are you sitting here listening to me? Why didn't you stand by while I was giving orders to the maid?"

"You..." Dou Ming was angry and annoyed, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.

Wang Yingxue said, "Don't use what you learned from books here. I took your father too seriously back then, and I was always concerned about my reputation. I was afraid that your father would dislike me, so I was soft-hearted. Otherwise, how could your sister have the chance to show off at home? Even so, I have married you to the Jining Marquis's Mansion smoothly now?!"

Dou Ming didn't say anything.

But in my heart I thought: But your second half of life is over! You have lost even the basic dignity! If people don’t take you seriously in this world, what’s the point of living?

Is it worth it?