Old Yu ran away as if his butt was on fire, but he did not ignore Song Liyun before leaving.
Song Liyun sent Qi Heng and others to the military camp. After all, she was a girl and it was not convenient for her to stay among men for a long time.
They couldn't even go to the inn in the city anymore. The whole city was full of soldiers searching, and the Zhenbei military camp was already preparing for war. The Qi family might resort to desperate measures at any time.
Yu Guang issued a pass to Fang Zheng Guo Tong and sent a team of people to take Song Liyun to Anhua Courtyard of the garrison to stay for a few days.
This was also what Zhao Tinglei originally intended. If something happened to his sister-in-law in Hecheng, it would be difficult to explain to his third brother who was still setting up an ambush on the grassland.
Unlike the previous night when she was left sitting on the bench at the gatehouse, this time Song Liyun went straight into the side door of the garrison.
As expected of the highest command center in Hecheng, Anhuayuan is also tall and majestic.
There was no longer any danger here, so Song Dekui ran to find Lin Qingyuan and Abu, while Song Liyun, led by two maids, followed the corridor to the courtyard assigned to her.
Her clothes were in the space and inconvenient to access. Under the strange gaze of the maid, Song Liyun changed out of the Di tribe costume and put on the clothes temporarily prepared by the garrison.
I don’t know who prepared these clothes, but they were too bright, so Song Liyun had to make do with them.
Before she could have a good rest, a group of beautiful women came over.
The beauty walking in front is in her early twenties, with big breasts and hips, and picturesque eyes and eyebrows. She is very beautiful.
The two girls following her were a little younger, and both had skin as white as snow and as delicate as water droplets.
Song Liyun was surprised: he was not a young master, so why did he need to send beautiful women to sleep with him?
Seeing that Song Liyun had already washed and dressed, the leading beauty stepped forward with a smile and said, "Sister, you haven't eaten yet. The master asked me to bring two concubines to serve you!"
Song Liyun raised an eyebrow and asked, "Excuse me...what's your name, beautiful lady?"
This woman had her hair in a bun and always called herself "sister", but her speech, behavior, age and clothing did not seem like that of a garrison commander's wife.
The beautiful woman smiled and said, "The garrison commander's wife went to the capital a while ago and hasn't returned yet. You can call me Sister Li!"
Song Liyun immediately understood that this was Zhao Tinglei's concubine.
She lowered her eyes and said lightly: "Thank you, Aunt Li!"
At this time, the maids and old women following Aunt Li came in one after another and quickly placed several bowls and plates of soup and vegetables on the small table in front of Song Liyun.
The chef at the garrison is probably not from Yunzhou.
What was delivered was not the usual pancake dough, but a bowl of chicken noodle soup, a few side dishes, and some crispy cakes the size of quail eggs, which could be eaten one by one without staining the woman's lip balm.
A bowl of chicken soup is very fragrant and rich, and apart from the oil, it is clear and refreshing.
The noodles are very chewy, topped with a few chopped green onions and a soft and tasty chicken leg.
Just based on the appearance and aroma, Song Liyun was excited to eat them. They were all easy to digest and would not leave you with indigestion until the evening.
Aunt Li sat aside and asked the two girls who came with her to serve Song Liyun the dishes: "Fei Cui, Amber, you two will serve the young master in the future, so now you must serve the young lady well."
The two girls shyly stepped forward and saluted Song Liyun: "My servants, Feicui and Amber, greet you, young lady!"
Then one person held the chopsticks and the other held the spoon to pick up noodles for Song Liyun.
As the two approached, Song Liyun's eyes were suddenly filled with the beauty of her hair and colorful clothes. Even her teeth felt a little sour. "Madam Li, please let them go! I'm used to doing things myself!"
Aunt Li smiled charmingly: "Sister, you are born into a military household, so you are not used to it, right? You will get used to it after you let them serve you a few more times."
After shopping and jumping off the building, Song Liyun is now very hungry. What she wants most is to eat noodles and drink soup in big mouthfuls. She has no patience to wait for others to dangle a handful of noodles in front of her mouth like feeding a cat.
"No need, I have hands and feet, and I don't need anyone to take care of me for food and drink, so there's no need to trouble you two beauties."
Song Liyun had also used maids before. When she was in Baolinju, Madam Yun had always been serving food and drink to the three siblings, which meant she cooked and served the food on the table.
On the Dilu grassland, the maidservants around Mrs. Uya only did chores in the tent such as making fire, boiling water, making ghee, and cooking meat. Even Zhao Tingduo and Mrs. Uya had to cook their own hand-held meat. They were all able to take care of themselves.
Song Liyun couldn't bear this kind of service where she had to be fed.
She didn't waste any more words, just snatched the chopsticks and spoon from Feicui's hand and started eating.
Seeing her reckless behavior, Aunt Li and the two court ladies showed disdain.
Aunt Li remembered Zhao Tinglei's instructions that these two court ladies were to serve the third young master, and that he wanted her to train the two court ladies until they were very obedient.
Now that Song Liyun doesn't need a maid to serve her, how can I scold her?
Aunt Li asked Feicui and Amber to step aside, and looking at Song Liyun who was eating by herself, she smiled and said, "Sister, you are naturally kind-hearted to feel sorry for the two maids, but women are meant to serve others.
If you don't want them to do the work, how are they going to serve the Third Young Master and the Third Madam in the future?
Besides, you can learn some things from me, so you won’t be rude in front of the Third Madam in the future.
Speaking of which, as concubines, it is our duty to serve others!"
Aunt?
Song Liyun paused with her chopsticks, and suddenly understood: Zhao Tinglei regarded her as Zhao Tingduo's concubine?
No wonder this concubine Li calls me "sister" so happily.
With this thought in mind, Song Liyun immediately lost her appetite. Fortunately, she had already eaten a few pancakes and soup, so she was not very hungry.
She put down her bowl and chopsticks, and instead of taking the cloth towel handed to her by Feicui, she took out a piece of tissue from her waist bag and wiped her mouth.
Aunt Li looked at Song Liyun in surprise and asked, "Why didn't you use a cloth to wipe your face after dinner?"
Song Liyun shook the small tissue in her hand: "I like using paper, it's clean, hygienic, and convenient!"
Aunt Li's face flushed red, as if deeply insulted. She pointed at the towel in Feicui's hand and said, "These towels have been washed, steamed, dried, and fumigated by the maids. Even Madam praised me for my meticulousness. How can you find them dirty?"
Since she followed Captain Zhao, she has been in charge of the trivial matters in the inner house.
Not only did she serve the master to his heart's content, but even the lady praised her for her meticulousness. Before returning to Beijing, she entrusted the household affairs to her and asked her to take good care of the master.
Now the concubine he carefully prepared was rejected, and even a handkerchief was despised. This Song Liyun was really an ungrateful little pariah.
Song Liyun said innocently, "Auntie Li, I have a mysophobia when it comes to personal belongings. I won't use things that have been used by others. How can you say they are dirty?
Also, Aunt Li, please call me Song Liyun, or Miss Song! Don’t call me sister, I’m not used to it!
"You..." Aunt Li's face suddenly changed with anger.
Song Liyun's words were very clear. She didn't address herself as a sister who was a concubine. This was naked contempt.
A daughter of a military household really wants to consider herself the principal wife?
Song Liyun didn't pay any attention to the women in the room whose expressions kept changing. She just slowly put the tissue paper she had used to wipe her hands and face on the brazier and burned it. In a blink of an eye, not even a trace of residue was left.
The main wife and the concubine are naturally incompatible. Seeing the two women in front of her who will have to serve Zhao Tingduo in the future, she felt annoyed.
What's more, Aunt Li treated her as a reserve concubine, which was as disgusting as eating half a fly.
Aunt Li was also very angry.
I followed the master's orders and worked hard to teach the two concubines to serve the Third Young Master. Not only did Song Liyun not thank me, she also looked at me with disgust, saying that they were dirty. How could such a jealous woman get along with other sisters in the future!
But when she took the crying Jade Amber to complain to the garrison commander, Zhao Tinglei scolded her back: "What time is it now? You are still talking about such shameful things. Get out!"
What time is it now?
Now is the time when the whole city is filled with weapons!
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