Chapter 119 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
A few days later, Song Wan'er accompanied Chunzhi out to buy her dowry.
When I walked to the largest silk shop in the capital, I happened to hear the young ladies who were selecting fabrics discussing the matter of Wang Yiyue and Lu Jingyun. "I heard that yesterday, Grand Tutor Wang personally brought Madam Wang and Wang Liuniang to the Prime Minister's Mansion to offer tea to Lu Zhuangyuan's wife. The Prime Minister's Mansion and the Lu family both recognized Wang Liuniang as the concubine..."
"She's the daughter of a dignified Grand Tutor, a princess or prince's consort, and now she's being made the concubine of a sixth-rank Imperial Academy editor. How ridiculous!"
"Who made Wang Liuniang and Lu Zhuangyuan lie on the same bed and get caught in the act? I heard a lot of people saw it with their own eyes. It was a really big bed!"
Several ladies couldn't help laughing as they spoke.
Wang Yiyue, relying on her good family background, has always looked down on the wives and daughters of minor officials. Now that she has fallen to the point of being the concubine of a minor official, naturally everyone laughs at her.
"I also heard that Wang Liuniang and Lu Zhuangyuan's wedding date is set for June 16th."
"June 16th? Isn't that the day when Prince Chang'an marries his concubine?"
"That's right... Wang Liuniang can't marry Prince Chang'an, but she wants to get married on the same day as him. She's definitely trying to make things difficult for him!"
Several people were talking and picking out the silk in their hands, not leaving out any of them.
Chunzhi didn't feel upset when she heard these words. What happened to Wang Liuniang and Lu Jingyun, or when they got married, had nothing to do with her.
She only knew that June 16th was a good day for her and Huo Zheng.
On the contrary, Song Wan'er said angrily, "Wang Yiyue actually dared to choose June 16th to marry Lu Jingyun. Isn't she afraid of vomiting to death?"
Chunzhi smiled and said, "She can marry whenever she wants. We should just live our own lives."
Song Wan'er sometimes felt that Chunzhi was really broad-minded, as if no matter what happened, it was not a big deal to her.
It’s fine this way, just live your own life and don’t worry about what others do.
"I think this material is nice and the color suits you very well." Song Wan'er quickly put Wang Yiyue's affairs behind her and picked out a piece of bright red satin with dark patterns for Chunzhi.
Song Wan'er said, "This piece of material is perfect for making pajamas."
Chunzhi said, "This is a bit too gorgeous."
"The bride should wear red."
As Song Wan'er spoke, she took out the piece of silk and tried it on Chunzhi. It seemed suitable no matter how she looked at it. She was just about to have someone wrap her up with the silk.
Someone spoke before her, "Boss, we want this piece of silk."
Seeing that Song Wan'er was still holding the silk, the shopkeeper said a little embarrassedly, "This girl got this silk first. Would you like to look at some other ones? We have plenty of good materials in our shop..."
"She didn't say she wanted to buy it. I asked first, so she should sell it to me."
The person who said this was dressed as a maid. She was the only one there and her master had not appeared yet.
Chunzhi was about to speak when she heard Song Wan'er say, "What are you arguing about? If you want it, I'll give it to you. Anyway, my sister is beautiful and can look better in any material."
Chunzhi was still afraid that Song Wan'er would do the same as before, using money to attack the shopkeeper and compete with him by offering double or triple the amount of silver.
I didn't expect that she would give it to others directly this time.
Chunzhi was still a little surprised.
"Sister, why are you looking at me like that?" Song Wan'er said, "It's not like I haven't seen good things before. Although this silk material is excellent, it's not to the point where I would compete with others for it. After all, I am the sister of the richest man in Dongzhou, so I should have some tolerance."
Chunzhi looked at Song Wan'er and said, "Our Wan'er is very sensible."
"And my brother said, don't throw money at people outside, it's easy to be targeted."
Song Wan'er leaned close to Chunzhi's ear and spoke to her in a low voice.
Chunzhi nodded and said, "Brother, you are right."
Song Wan'er said, "Brother said that if there's something you can't buy, just go back and tell him, and he'll try to buy the shop."
Chunzhi heard: "..."
She underestimated how much her brother doted on her sister.
If you can’t buy anything, just buy the shop.
It is truly worthy of being the work of the richest man in Dongzhou.
Song Wan'er didn't doubt her brother's ability at all. Even the largest silk shop in the capital was one of the places where she could not find what she liked, so she asked her brother to buy the shop.
The maid who suddenly appeared to grab the silk material was stunned when she saw that the two people had no intention of fighting for it.
The shopkeeper immediately had the maid wrap up the silk and handed it to the maid, saying with a smile, "Thank you, fifty taels of silver."
The maidservant obviously didn't have that much silver on her, so she could only go back to find her master.
A moment later, four maids came in, escorting a noble lady wearing a veil.
The visitor was dressed in luxurious clothes, had a slim figure and graceful demeanor. Even with a veil on her head, one could tell she was a great beauty.
Everyone in the shop was attracted by her gaze, but when the wind blew up her veil, revealing her true face, it was a distorted one.
Song Wan'er muttered softly, "Isn't this Wang Yiyue?"
What a narrow road for enemies to meet.
Wang Yiyue quickly pulled up her veil to cover her face, and several maids stood in front of her, blocking everyone's sight.
Seeing this, the ladies present all started to say, "I was wondering who it was. It turns out she's the one who's going to be Lu Zhuangyuan's concubine."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yiyue was so ashamed and angry that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Wan'er, let's go." Chunzhi didn't even look at Wang Yiyue and walked out first.
Wang Yiyue stood in front of Chunzhi and said hatefully, "Song Chunzhi, it's all your fault!"
As she spoke, she suddenly lifted her veil, revealing her scratched face to Chunzhi.
Chunzhi looked at her with calm eyes, without any fear or guilt.
She said, "You hurt yourself."
There were many people in the silk shop, all looking at them.
Wang Yiyue saw that Chunzhi was not moved at all, but the ladies around her were pointing at her, so she immediately put on her veil to block all inquiring eyes.
"Sixth Miss Wang, please make way."
Qingye stepped forward to separate Wang Yiyue, allowing Chunzhi and Song Wan'er to go ahead.
Wang Yiyue wanted to say something else, but Chunzhi got on the carriage without even looking back.
The shopkeeper came over with the wrapped silk. "It's already wrapped. Here's fifty taels of silver for you."
Wang Liuniang asked the maid to pay the money. As she was about to leave, she heard some sneers behind her. "Why is Wang Liuniang, a concubine, trying to snatch the bright red silk material from others? Will she ever have the chance to wear it in her lifetime?"
There is an unwritten rule in this dynasty that concubines cannot wear bright red.
A concubine is a concubine in a nicer way.
When Wang Yiyue heard this, she was so angry that her teeth were about to break.
She remembered the day when her father took her to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Ji Ruzhen sat upright and her father asked her to serve tea to Ji Ruzhen personally.
Her father, the Grand Tutor, who didn't even have to kneel and kowtow when meeting the Emperor, swallowed his anger and said to Prime Minister Ji, "Drink this cup of tea, and from now on Ruzhen and Yiyue will be sisters."
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