Chapter 407 Visiting to Recognize Relatives
Speaking of Song Lan, he is now also an official.
Now Qiao Yu stayed in Beijing, and Song Tang was still young, so the two of them decided to take Song Tang to Song Lan's post when he was older.
Song Laosan, also known as Song Laosan, also ranked second in the imperial examination.
He was the oldest runner-up in this year's imperial examination, which shocked many and sparked curiosity. The emperor even spoke to him personally during a banquet. Song Lao San, with his years of experience in dealing with people, was quite adept.
Compared to others, it appears more outstanding.
Therefore, the emperor kept him in the Hanlin Academy and he would work in the capital in the future.
This was a special favor. Although local officials had real power, it was far less powerful than those who stayed in Beijing. The Hanlin Academy was the cradle for cultivating the most powerful ministers in the court, and countless powerful figures came from here.
As a result, the Song family officially entered the sight of the powerful families in Beijing.
One day, the doorman came to inform that someone from the Duke of Zheng's family had come to visit, and it was the old lady of the Duke of Zheng's family.
Now not only the people of the Song family were shocked, but Pei Ji also rushed back.
"Why, why are the people from Duke Zheng's family here?" Song Ci was still a little dazed.
"Duke Zheng is considered an old minister. The Zheng family has always been loyal and has always sided with the emperor. He rarely interacts with others. It's a bit strange that he suddenly came today, especially since the one who came is the old lady of the Zheng family..."
Not only is Song porcelain strange, but Pei Ji is also strange.
What is the status of Old Lady Zheng? Even the Crown Princess and the Queen have to show respect to this old noble. Why did she suddenly come here?
"No matter what, let's go and meet him as soon as possible." Song Ci made the decision.
"Well, I'll go with you."
The two made the decision without hesitation and quickly arrived at the meeting place.
The servants had already served tea. The old lady had gray hair and was leaning on a cane. She looked warm and kind. She was accompanied by a man in a brown robe with a dignified look. In addition, there was also a lady.
The lady's jewelry jingled and her demeanor was graceful and elegant.
Pei Ji was also surprised. "Mrs. Zheng, Mr. Zheng, Madam Zheng."
Pei Ji finished speaking, but no one paid any attention to him. The three people sitting there all looked straight at Song Ci behind him, with emotions in their eyes that he could not understand.
The old lady was particularly excited. She stood up and then sat down again.
My body was shaking a little.
Song Ci looked a little scared. What happened?
After taking a seat, the middle-aged man in a brown robe spoke, "We're sorry for coming here so abruptly. There's something we really have to verify."
Song Ci: "Sir, please speak."
Verification? Verification of what?
Song Ci's mind was full of questions, but the people in front of him behaved quite kindly, and their eyes did not seem to be looking at strangers, but rather at close juniors.
Before the old lady could speak, her eyes turned red and her voice choked with sobs, “I’m here to look for my son.”
Song Ci felt as if something suddenly exploded in his mind, as if he suddenly understood something.
No wonder she felt that the old man in front of her was kind and gentle, and no wonder she felt that the man in brown robe in front of her had some similarities in his eyebrows and eyes.
Pei Ji also roughly guessed, "Mrs. Zheng, you want to ask about my wife's father."
Mrs. Zheng choked up, "Yes, Lord Pei must know this too. When I was young, I was in danger on the road with Zheng Guo. I had three sons at the time. The two older ones were safe, but my youngest son is missing and has never been found in all these years."
Pei Ji: "So, old lady, you suspect that my father-in-law is your missing son."
"That's right! I'm not doubting it, I'm absolutely certain." Old Madam Zheng spoke with increasing conviction. "During the palace examination, when Duke Zheng was invigilating, I happened to see your father-in-law. He looked exactly like the young Duke Zheng. It was as if they were cast from the same mold. I've also made inquiries and heard that although your father-in-law claims to be from the Song family, he's not their biological son."
Song Ci nodded, "Old lady, my father is indeed not the son of the Song family."
Mrs. Zheng burst into tears, "You still call me old lady, I am your grandmother. My dear grandmother!"
Song Ci was a little dazed by the call of "grandmother". The voice was gentle and kind, just like the grandmother she imagined.
"Old lady, you and your son were separated at that time. Do you have anything?"
"Yes!" the old lady excitedly said, "I still remember the clothes he was wearing. They were made of indigo-colored material. There was no cloth available at the time, so I cut the material from my husband's clothes to make for the child. He should have also been wearing a set of jewelry, all made by me."
The more Mrs. Zheng spoke, the sadder she became, and she pounded her chest.
"For these years, my husband and I have been unable to eat or sleep. Our youngest son has not been found, and his whereabouts remain unknown. We don't know where he was lost. He was so young, and my husband said he was lucky to be alive and well after being stranded out there all alone. We don't ask to find him, we just hope he's alive and well. But I want to see my son. He's my flesh and blood.
Over the years, the eldest and second oldest have been by my side, protected by us, but what about the youngest? He has no real parents, so he must have suffered so much."
After Mrs. Zheng finished speaking, she looked up and saw that Song Ci had already shed two lines of tears.
Song Ci: "...Grandmother."
Old Mrs. Zheng cried with joy, "What did you call me?"
Song Ci's voice became louder. "Grandma. I'm sure you are my biological grandmother. My father has all the things you mentioned. He misses you too, Grandma."
Old Mrs. Zheng stood up, and Song Ci took the initiative to greet her, and the two hugged each other.
The old lady said: "You have suffered a lot. We are all in the same capital. Why didn't you meet me earlier? My poor son."
Song Ci held back her tears and tried to persuade her, "Grandma, my father is fine. He also wants to see you. He has always been curious about where his parents are and what kind of people they are. He must know that he is not an orphan and has not been abandoned by his parents."
"Mother, my niece is right. Don't cry. Be careful not to hurt yourself." The man in the brown robe stepped forward and comforted her in a low voice, explaining, "Song Ci, I am your uncle."
Mrs. Zheng came to her senses and introduced: "This is your eldest uncle, Zheng Yuan. Your second uncle is Zheng Lu. Your father's original name was Zheng Bai."
Song Dynasty Porcelain: "Zheng Bai..."
The old lady showed a hint of nostalgia. "He wasn't in good health when he was little. Your grandfather and I wanted him to grow up strong, so we took the name cypress from the cypress tree, hoping he would stand tall and unyielding like a pine or cypress."
This is a good name. If Dad knew that he has parents and that someone cares about him, he would be very happy.
Song Ci couldn't wait to share this good news with his father.
And where is Song Lao San, also known as Zheng Bai?
He passed by a pastry shop and remembered Song Ci and Qiao Xianglan's favorite pastries. He bought some for each and hurried back excitedly.
He had no idea that something big had happened at home.
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