When Shen Zhixiu returned home, it was already afternoon. Su Qingyu fell asleep on the small couch in the banquet room.
He was covered with a thin green brocade quilt, with his hands resting outside the quilt.
Shen Zhixiu sat down beside her and covered her with the quilt.
Although it is spring in Beijing, the cold spring weather is still the most likely to cause freezing to people.
Su Qingyu slept restlessly, her mind constantly on this matter. She wanted to know how the emperor would reward her, and even more so, when her brother would return to the capital.
So when Shen Zhixiu moved the quilt, she woke up.
She sat up, her sparkling eyes revealing the laziness of just waking up.
"How is it? When will brother return to Beijing?"
Shen Zhixiu helped her sit down. Knowing that she often woke up thirsty, he brought her some warm water.
"He is currently still in Linhuangfu, the capital of the Liao Kingdom. After Song Hongshen escorts the Liao King and Queen to the capital, Yunzhou will return to the Northern Frontier Army."
"Once he has taken care of the military affairs, he will return to the court with the generals who have made great contributions this time."
"I guess it will take another month."
Su Qingyu couldn't stop laughing when she mentioned this. After so many days of worrying, she finally felt relieved.
Shen Zhixiu whispered again, "I'll tell you one more thing. The Emperor has already instructed the Ministry of Rites to draft titles. Both of them will be crowned kings, hereditary princes of different surnames."
Even though she was mentally prepared because of her previous life, Su Qingyu was still excited when she heard these words.
"That's great! I'm going to tell my mother tomorrow and make her happy."
Shen Zhixiu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you won't have time tomorrow. You forgot, tomorrow is the old lady of the Yang family's birthday. I went to the Yang family a few days ago, and the old lady told you to visit more often. On such a big day, you must go in person to congratulate her."
Su Qingyu slapped her forehead and said, "I almost forgot about this."
She had been thinking about her brother these past few days and had put this matter out of her mind. But even if Shen Zhixiu didn't say it, Feicui would remind her in the evening and ask her what gift she had prepared.
When it was time for dinner, Shen Yue came and said that she came to the west courtyard specifically to have dinner with her uncle and aunt.
During the meal, Shen Yue ignored the rules and kept talking to Su Qingyu.
Of course, Li Yunzhou is mentioned every three sentences.
She was so happy today, but there were some things she couldn't tell her grandmother. So she could only use the excuse of eating to talk to Su Qingyu.
The two of them chatted back and forth, leaving Shen Zhixiu alone.
Seeing that Shen Zhixiu was about to get angry, Su Qingyu quickly picked up a piece of golden needle cucumber for him with chopsticks.
"Master San, try it. Is this side dish too sour?"
Shen Zhixiu took a bite and said, "It's not sour. It tastes about the same as usual."
"Not to your liking? How about asking the kitchen to make something else?"
Su Qingyu nodded and said seriously.
"It's not sour, so why do I smell it?"
"So someone is jealous, but they're putting on a friendly face. Do they think I can't see it?"
Shen Yue understood the hidden meaning of Su Qingyu's words and almost slammed the table with laughter.
Shen Zhixiu finally understood what she meant and looked at her lovingly.
He raised his head and glared at Shen Yue again, "What's the point of talking so loudly? You have no manners at all."
Shen Yue curled her lips and muttered, "I am the soft persimmon that you pick on."
Su Qingyu almost spit out a mouthful of soup.
I don’t know if it was because she ate too much while chatting, or because she was happy and had a good appetite, but after Su Qingyu finished eating, she walked around the yard twice to digest the food.
As for Shen Yue, she was driven away by Shen Zhixiu as soon as she put down her chopsticks.
The next day after breakfast, around noon, Su Qingyu took the maids and servants, as well as the prepared birthday gifts, to the Yang family.
The old lady of the Yang family was in her early sixties and did not hold a grand ceremony. Apart from her own family members, she only invited a few close relatives.
After Su Qingyu entered the door, a maid led her into the inner courtyard.
Looking at the people walking around in the inner courtyard, you can tell that there are not many people coming today, but they are all very important.
Neither the old lady nor Yang Wenshi of the Yang family favored extravagance. Even the younger members of the family were strictly disciplined. Extravagance and arrogance were forbidden. Otherwise, Mr. Qian's son, the accountant, wouldn't have been so foolish as to hit the young master of the Yang family last year.
The hall where Old Madam Yang receives guests is decorated in a simple but elegant style.
When Su Qingyu went in, Old Madam Yang was talking with several other ladies.
Su Qingyu recognized them all, except the one next to Old Madam Yang.
The woman was in her early fifties, dressed elegantly and elegantly. She sat with a dignified posture, her eyes etched with a hint of arrogance. It was as if no one in the room of ladies caught her eye.
Su Qingyu stepped forward to greet Old Madam Yang, said a few auspicious words, and handed over the birthday gift.
Madam Yang had a good impression of Su Qingyu. She asked her to come forward, took her hand and said, "I told Zhixiu a few days ago that I would ask you to come visit more often."
Su Qingyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will come here often in the future. Even if I come more often, please don't think I disturb your peace and quiet."
It was just a polite remark, but I heard the lady next to me say it.
"Mrs. Shen San is really good at talking and she is also beautiful. I used to think that Mr. Shen really didn't like women, but it turns out he just likes young and beautiful women."
Su Qingyu heard the hostility in the words and frowned slightly.
But he didn't look at that person, but looked at Madam Yang, "Who is this?"
Madam Yang introduced, "This is the wife of Lord Chen. Madam Chen has always been at the old house in Huzhou. It's no wonder you don't know her."
Su Qingyu uttered an "oh" and bowed to Madam Chen again. Shen Zhixiu called Chen Ge Lao "teacher", so she had no choice but to bow.
Mrs. Chen held her chin high, thinking to herself, "What a snob!" Even if she knew who she was, wouldn't she dare say anything? She'd seen plenty of people like that.
After Su Qingyu politely bowed, she said, "Men like young and beautiful women. There's nothing strange about that."
"The last time I met Third Master and Elder Chen for dinner, that Miss Xianyun was also stunning."
While they were talking, Su Qingyu sat down with the wife of the Marquis of Loyalty.
Mrs. Chen doesn't give her face, so why should she give her face?
After Su Qingyu finished speaking, Mrs. Chen's face suddenly darkened.
What she cared about most was that even though she was old and ugly, Lord Chen still had countless female friends.
Why? Why did she have to take care of her parents-in-law in the old house in Huzhou, while he could live a carefree life in the capital?
So when she looked at Su Qingyu, she also thought that she was relying on her youth and beauty to hook up with Shen Zhixiu.
"I've heard before that the Third Lady of the Shen family is very arrogant and looks down on others easily. I still don't believe it. I think Madam Shen is also the daughter of a marquis, and she wouldn't be so uneducated."
"It seems today that the rumors are not groundless."
At this moment, Wang, the wife of the Marquis of Loyalty, was whispering to Su Qingyu, "Don't pay attention to her. She's still saying others are arrogant. But she's the most arrogant person in the entire capital right now."
"She wanted to introduce her niece to Zhixiu before, but Zhixiu refused. Now she doesn't like you anymore."
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