Chapter 194 Qiao Xianglan's Worries
Before arriving home, Song Han still held on to a glimmer of hope. But when the official came to the Song family to report the good news, Song Han's face completely fell.
Song Laosan took Song Lan to receive news from the official, and his face was filled with unconcealable joy.
"Congratulations, Mr. Song San, your son did well in the exam this time." The officer had a smile on his face. The most important thing was that Mr. Song San had just handed him a purse in a very subtle way. He weighed it and it was quite heavy.
As expected, the top three were well-paid. Generally speaking, they were so excited that they offered generous rewards just to get a good start. Fortunately, he had asked for this job early on.
I'll go find some brothers and have a drink.
After the messenger left, everyone in the family, except for the third wife, looked a little stiff. Old Lady Song couldn't hold it in any longer and pointed at Song Lan and asked, "Didn't you say you didn't want to study anymore and follow your father into business?"
Song Lan: "Grandma, isn't she happy for me?" Knowing that no one in the Song family wished them well, Song Lan still couldn't help feeling discouraged.
"Bah! Your father is an unfilial son. What's the point of you passing the exam? He probably wishes I, this old man, would die soon."
Song Han was gloomy and couldn't help asking: "There must be something wrong with you, otherwise why can you pass the exam and I can't!"
After hearing this, Song Lan looked at him as if he were a fool. "In our Song family, only your father has an official position. Could it be that your uncle helped me get through this?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Boss Song glared at Song Lan and hurriedly asked someone to close the door.
At this moment, the neighbors learned that someone from the Song family had passed the exam, and they all came to watch. If people heard such words, no matter whether they were true or false, it would definitely not be good for Boss Song.
After a few polite words, the third wife finally turned around and left with either a dull or suspicious look from the first and second wives.
Song Lao San patted his son's shoulder and said, "You did a good job."
He was afraid that his son would be hurt by what he had just said. Song Lan smiled and said, "Dad, your words are enough."
Song Ci watched the interaction between her father and brother with a smile, then thought of the expressions of the others just now, and her eyes couldn't help but narrow.
In the main room.
Old Mrs. Song slammed the teacup, sending fragments flying all over the floor.
"There are three male children in this generation, and that little bastard actually got in!"
"Mom!" Old Song shouted. Old Lady Song realized something was wrong and turned her head away with a cold snort. "What did I say wrong? Old Third Song is an unfilial and unfraternal person. How can his son be a good person? It's useless for such a person to pass the exam."
Watching the quarrel between Old Master Song and Old Lady Song, Old Second Song looked thoughtful.
Song Han remained silent, his face full of gloom.
Song Rouxi frowned, she always felt that this family was getting worse and worse. She had a dream these days. In the dream, she and the prince were in love, and the family was thriving. Within a few years, her father became a second-rank official, her mother was a noble lady, and was granted an imperial decree. Her brother was extremely intelligent and performed well in the palace examination. And the Song Ci family.
They live a miserable life, some die, some get injured, and in the end no one has a good ending.
The happier the dream is, the more separated it is from reality. The stories and characters in the dream are too real, which makes Song Rouxi feel that this is what reality should be.
"Are we going to let him pass the exam all the way? He's in the top three." Seeing that everyone was silent, Song Han's sarcastic voice sounded.
This immediately reminded everyone. Song Lao Er glanced at Song Han sarcastically. He was indeed the eldest brother's son, exactly like him. Thinking back to the past, the eldest brother was also jealous of the third brother's achievements and intelligence, and each of them tried to deal with him in a way.
Now it's his son's turn, and he is also determined to harm others.
Boss Song: "He is a juren."
"Juren? The next level up from Juren is Jinshi, and even Gongshi..."
"Being a Gongshi is like buying cabbages on the roadside. You can pass it as soon as you want! His father was just a small student back then. He is dreaming of becoming a Gongshi!" After saying that, Boss Song flicked his sleeves and left.
Song Han rarely saw his father speak so harshly and with such red eyes, and he was so frightened that he stood there in a daze.
Only Song Lao Er's eyes flashed with sarcasm.
It is true that like father, like son.
For several days in a row, the atmosphere in the main room was depressing.
Song Rouxi was staring at a pile of letters in the room in a daze. She hadn't received any news from the prince for several days. Usually, they would send a letter every three days. This change made her feel anxious and uneasy.
"Ling'er, you said the prince..." She stopped talking halfway and didn't dare to continue. This guess was terrible, if it was true.
Song Rouxi clenched the letter paper in her hand and comforted herself not to panic, as the prince must have been delayed by something.
Ling'er: "Miss, don't worry. The prince has just returned and has a lot of things to do. It's possible that he will be delayed for a few days."
"You're right, I can't mess around..."
"By the way, how's the thing Dad asked me to do going?"
Ling'er's eyes flickered, "I have already found their third-house carriage. Although it is not parked in the mansion, it is not far away."
She put down the letter in her hand and said in a cold tone, "I asked you to get close to the gatekeeper. How's it going?"
It turned out that Boss Song didn't really not care about Song Lan's admission. He didn't hide the fact that the third house had a carriage, so he tried to find out the location of the carriage. Unexpectedly, they found out that the third house's carriage was parked in someone else's house not far away.
Give some silver every month as guarding fee.
Ling'er smiled and said, "Miss, I gave the doorman some small change and told him that I just thought the carriage was nice and wanted to see it. He saw that I was a maid from the Song family and didn't think much of it."
"Okay." Song Rouxi's pretty face showed a bit of ferocity. "As long as it's done, it's fine. No matter what, I won't allow Song Ci to ride on my head. Such a thing must never be allowed..."
If Song Lan had passed the palace examination smoothly, his sister Song Ci would have benefited as well. How could Song Rouxi watch such a thing happen?
After the exam, Song Lan finally relaxed for a few days, then returned to studying intensively. Song Lao San and Qiao Xianglan's attempts to dissuade him were useless. He closed the door and said he had to take the exam to show his father and those who looked down on their third wife.
"Your brother has been working so hard. I've made some chicken soup on the stove, perfect for nourishing him. You can have a bowl with me later." Qiao Xianglan rubbed her brows. "There's never a moment of peace of mind in this family."
Song Ci smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mom. My brother is old enough and knows how to take care of himself."
"Come to think of it, your brother is not young anymore..." Qiao Xianglan wanted to say something, but she shut up thinking that her daughter was not young.
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