Chapter 46 Meeting Pei Ji Again
She never thought that her third uncle would actually ask her father to punish him.
Dad was too cruel. In order to calm down Uncle San, he slapped himself hard. Her face still hurts now.
In the next few days, the Song family was unprecedentedly calm.
As spring goes and autumn comes, the big tree in the courtyard of the third room is quite old. The trunk is so thick that it takes three people to hug it. The leaves fall in autumn, but it is not difficult to imagine how lush and green it was in spring and summer.
Every year when the season changes, the Song family will make new clothes for each branch of the family. Perhaps because the third branch has been acting unusually recently, this time, Old Mrs. Song actually asked the three sisters Song Rouxi to go to the store together to measure their bodies and choose the fabrics to make them.
Inside the carriage, Song Rouxi and Song Ying kept talking with their heads down, making crisp laughter that was unique to young girls.
Song Ci looked out the window silently, without saying a word.
In her previous life, she would have felt uncomfortable and depressed, but now, she felt relaxed and comfortable.
"Third sister, this is your first time going out to make clothes." Song Ying's malicious voice sounded.
Song Ci glanced at her coldly. She seriously suspected that Song Ying was the type of person who only remembered the good things and not the bad things. Even after suffering several losses, she still didn't forget to provoke her.
"Second sister, do you have anything to say?"
Song Ying taunted, "As an elder sister, I'm just worried that my younger sister has never seen the world and will embarrass our Song family. I'm kindly reminding my younger sister what she should do when making clothes later."
"Oh? Where did your sister make her clothes?"
Song Ying sneered: "I don't think my sister can use the clothes I make. The cloth in Helou is expensive. Third Uncle is just a merchant. My sister's status cannot wear it."
Song Rouxi felt relieved when she heard these words, and she was extremely happy when she saw Song Ci being ridiculed.
"Oh?" Song Ci blinked aggrievedly. "Sister's clothes were made by Helou? Then I will definitely not go there from now on. It's really ugly. Maybe... it's because my second sister looks ugly in them?"
Seeing Song Ying's increasingly ugly expression, she continued to attack.
"My younger sister said something wrong, please don't be angry, second sister."
"I think you did it on purpose!" Song Ying stood up excitedly, but the carriage just stopped. She lost her balance, her eyes were panicked, and she looked at Song Ci's hateful face and deliberately fell towards her.
As a result, Song Ci reacted extremely quickly. With a dodgy move, Song Ying missed her target and fell straight to the ground, unable to keep her balance.
With a "bang".
The originally neatly combed hair was messy, and the hem of the skirt was dirty.
"My skirt! My hair." Song Ying exclaimed and stood up.
Song Ci ignored what was happening behind him and got off the carriage.
Carriages and horses were passing through the bustling long street. Before Song Ci could even take a second look, he heard the sound of hurried horse hooves coming from afar.
The people on both sides of the street fled in panic as if they were blown by a gust of wind.
Those who failed to dodge in time were severely whipped the next moment.
Song Ci has lived two lives and has seen conspiracies and plots, but he has never seen such domineering behavior.
Even more unlucky was Song Ying. She had just gotten off the carriage and hadn't figured out the situation when the horse's hooves stepped over a puddle. The water mixed with mud spots splashed onto most of her skirt.
She frowned, angry but not daring to speak, her eyes following the back of the horse that had just left.
The man's horse was strong and vigorous, and the saddle was luxurious and extravagant. The gold pattern on the edge of the saddle was dazzling in the light.
After the people left, the people around seemed to be used to it and whispered to each other: "Is that the little bully of the Feng family?"
"That Feng Yi... He has a volatile temper and often rides his horse in crowded streets. He even ran over and killed a little girl a while ago."
"This man is so arrogant and abominable, yet no one intervenes? In this world, is there still law?"
Someone nearby whispered, "You don't know this, do you? His family once saved the late emperor, and the late emperor bestowed upon them a title. He also declared that as long as they didn't collaborate with the enemy and commit treason, no one from the Feng family would be allowed to harm them."
"So that's how it is. No wonder he's so arrogant."
Everyone's discussions naturally reached the ears of the three members of the Song family.
Song Rouxi was not concerned and was glad that she was not the one who was splashed all over.
As for the people who were beaten, what does it have to do with me?
Song Ying was angry but dared not speak. Even if she had a hundred courage, she would not dare to compete with the powerful people in the capital.
Only Song Ci's eyes were full of disgust. He first plotted against Princess Le Yi's marriage, and then attacked people on horseback in the street. Such a person had a close relationship with the prince.
They are just birds of a feather.
The prince is humble and polite in front of others, and is considered a rare crown prince in the eyes of everyone.
But little do people know that such people with beastly hearts are the most terrifying.
The three of them stepped into the clothing shop. The proprietress, a woman, came up to them warmly and spoke to Song Rouxi skillfully.
"Miss Song, I'm here to make clothes today too."
Song Rouxi smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Madam Boss, for taking measurements for me and my sisters. I'll make a set of autumn clothes for you."
The proprietress waved her hand and asked two women to measure Song Ying and the other person, while she personally received Song Rouxi.
Song Ci didn't care, it was the same no matter who measured it. But when she turned around, she saw Song Ying looking angrily at the proprietress who was attentively circling around Song Rouxi.
The corners of her lips curled up. These two people might not really be of the same mind.
The clothes were measured quickly, and the three of them each chose a piece of cloth with different colors and patterns, paid a deposit, and then walked out.
"I'm sorry, sir, the private room on the third floor has been reserved."
"Who is it? You have plenty of money and you've got it all to spend? The private rooms are so expensive, why did you book them all?"
The waiter smiled and said, "Mr. Pei likes quietness."
When the man heard it was Pei Ji, he was scared to death. He nodded and left in a hurry.
The three of them looked over in the direction of the sound. Guiman Restaurant was famous for its fine wines, delicious dishes, and elegant and beautiful decorations, and its fees were very expensive.
Song Rouxi frowned. Pei Ji? Then she thought of that day when Song Ci said that she knew Pei Ji and that Pei Ji would ask her to teach her how to make tea in the future. That's why she was exempted from punishment.
She had suspected that day that someone like Pei Ji would be interested in Song Ci's tea-making skills? But there was no evidence.
If she lied...
A sharp gleam flashed across her eyes. She would definitely let her grandmother seize this opportunity to severely punish her. Her grandmother had been holding her breath for the past few days. If she knew that Song Ci was lying and that the Third House was not in the right this time, even if Third Uncle wanted to defend Song Ci, he would be skinned alive.
As she thought about it, she lifted her skirt and walked towards Guimanlou, heading straight to the third floor.
The waiter quickly stopped her and said, "Miss, the third floor has been reserved by a distinguished guest. If you want to have tea or dinner, there are still seats on the first and second floors."
Song Rouxi smiled gently, "I have something to ask Mr. Pei, please be flexible."
The waiter had never seen a lady from Beijing who was so gentle to him, and he felt a little flattered.
"This, this is not good."
"Don't worry." She secretly slipped over a tael of silver. "I know Mr. Pei. I just wanted to say a few words. I promise I won't get you into any trouble."
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