Chapter 231 Without a grand wedding procession, we wouldn't dare send off the bride!
"Miss Song really has some good methods."
In the small courtyard, there were several shelves, with layers of tofu being drained.
The courtyard was filled with the aroma of soybeans, but there was no one there.
The stove in the kitchen was still steaming.
An elderly man with a full head of white hair poured Song Jiyun a cup of tea in the main room.
This was also the first time Song Jiyun had met this old man.
She didn't move, glanced at the still steaming teacup, and then looked up at him.
"Whose side are you on?"
The old man did not respond to her, but continued, "Now that Miss Song has entered the Duke of Ying's mansion, I will arrange a maid for you to make things easier in the future. You can find a way to bring her back."
Song Jiyun scoffed lightly, "Why should I listen to you?"
"Why should I?" The old man looked at her with amusement.
"You've poisoned Madam Zhou so many times, do you think you can get away with it without anyone noticing?"
Song Jiyun is not as easily fooled as before; people learn from their mistakes.
"He didn't realize that he was just seeking wealth and status amidst danger, but he didn't succeed when he came to Dasheng."
“If he still had the ability to plant spies in the capital, he wouldn’t have asked me to prepare a carriage for him.”
She raised an eyebrow slightly, "Your people are the ones who took Bucha from the Ministry of Justice prison, aren't they?"
"I didn't want to cooperate with you, but I don't."
"If you think you have something on me, feel free to report me."
Song Jiyun glanced at the dress and snorted coldly. She reached out and smoothed the wrinkles in her dress above her knees.
They're all shady characters; they tried to threaten her with just a few words.
The old man paused in his tea-drinking, then chuckled. "Miss Song, do you think you can handle this alone?"
"The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion was acquired by Meng Yushan after his entire family died and he worked hard all his life."
"In the power struggles among the wives and concubines in the harem, even if Meng Shilan kills you, she won't suffer any loss."
Upon hearing this name, Song Jiyun's fingers suddenly clenched.
The old man didn't miss the fleeting hatred in her eyes.
"We and Miss Song each got what we wanted."
“Zhou Congxian is most trusted by His Majesty, so it is convenient for you to act in the inner quarters.”
"And what you think is not impossible. Meng Yushan is old and far away on the border. If he falls, the Meng family will be vulnerable."
Song Jiyun's eyes narrowed slightly.
Then she smiled and said, "Bucha was also rescued from the Ministry of Justice prison by you, and you secretly escorted him back to Ule."
"Dealing with the Meng family was something you were originally planning to do, and my idea was just something you did as a side effect."
"However, since we share the same goal, I agreed."
The old man didn't respond to her, but simply assured her, "Miss Song, don't worry. Whether you need money or people in the future, just come here and find me."
Song Jiyun smiled and said, "Then it will be a pleasure to cooperate with you."
Ruyi Lane is very lively and not far from the former Song family residence.
Song Jiyun stood on the side of Ruyifang Street, carrying a bag of tofu pudding.
Ruyi Lane holds her childhood memories. Before Aunt Lu was around, her mother liked to bring her and her brother to Ruyi Lane to watch the excitement.
Things have changed.
The person who loved her is gone.
The Song family is gone.
The noodle stall she used to eat at every day when she was a child is gone too.
Looking in the direction of the Song family, Song Jiyun could still see the glazed tiles on the attic of her former boudoir.
She slowly walked towards the direction of the Song family's residence.
Shuang'er looked away from a passing carriage.
What is Song Jiyun doing here?
She told the driver to turn around and stop the carriage at the intersection.
Shuang'er saw Song Jiyun standing at the entrance of the Song family's house for a long time without moving.
The Song family's house has been sealed off, and weeds are growing rampant along the steps, suggesting it may be filled with homeless people.
At least this place is still a good place to shelter from the wind and rain.
It's much better than the dilapidated temple outside the city.
After watching for a while, Shuang'er left.
She couldn't help but sigh.
When the Song family was still alive, Song Jiyun could choose any son he wanted.
Actually, given how much Madam Zhou dotes on her, it wouldn't be difficult for her to marry into an ordinary family.
But she insisted on staying at the British Duke's residence.
Shuang'er felt extremely uncomfortable whenever she thought about what Song Jiyun had done in the past, and how her sister still had to address such a person as a sister.
Everyone in the capital is talking about Zhou Congxian's good fortune with multiple wives.
The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, however, kept its doors closed and went about its own business.
He Ran has a playful and optimistic personality, which is exactly what a lively child should be like.
Laughter and cheerful conversation filled the air almost from morning till night.
The wedding dress measurement service provided by Ni Changxiuzhuang was for the same lady from last time, Lady Haitang.
“Miss Meng, Madam Zhou personally chose Miss Song’s wedding dress.”
"I've selected quite a few good things. I'm afraid I won't be able to outshine the head lady."
He Ran pouted, "My little sister is no match for her. Just bring out whatever good stuff you have!"
"We want them all, as long as they're better than her!"
Lady Haitang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss, our manager is keeping an eye on things."
Both the marriage of one wife and one concubine was an imperial decree, which was unprecedented, but the wives and concubines were ultimately different.
Both brides and grooms wore wedding gowns from the Ni Chang Embroidery Shop. If they can't tell the difference, who would dare to have their wedding gowns made at Ni Chang Mountain Villa?
He Ran immediately smiled and said, "You guys have a good eye."
"I'll have my wedding dress made by your company from now on!"
Lady Haitang replied, "Alright! Don't worry, Miss, all our wedding gowns are one-of-a-kind!"
Meng Shilan has already given birth to two children, but they have never gone through the wedding ceremony.
She stared at the bright red wedding dress fabric on the table, feeling somewhat dazed.
"Sister, I'm back!"
Shuang'er directed two servants to carry in a wooden box.
"I want to make a wedding crown for my sister that is absolutely unique in the world!"
The gems in the box were personally selected by her and her master.
"I also bought two crowns from the pawnshop. The styles are old, but the gemstones on them are of excellent quality!"
Meng Shilan was both amused and exasperated. "Is this the kind of pomp and circumstance you'd use to marry off a princess?"
He Ran said, "This is nothing."
"This is a joyous occasion that the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion has only had once in many years. We would be embarrassed to send off the bride without a ten-mile-long red bridal procession!"
"There are still about six months to prepare. My mother also sent a letter, specifically sending an experienced mother to help."
Shuang'er nodded in agreement, "Times have changed."
"Moreover, my sister is getting married as the eldest daughter of the Meng family. How can she not have a grand wedding? We can't let that woman surnamed Song get away with it."
As she spoke, she thought of Song Jiyun, whom she had seen at the Song family's doorstep earlier that day.
"Today I saw Song Jiyun go to the Song family residence."
"Now that her circumstances are different, she is probably still reminiscing about the Song family's past glory."
Meng Shilan looked at Shuang'er.
"You mean you saw Song Jiyun in Ruyi Lane in the south of the city?"
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