"You're finally here!" Yun Zhuo ignored Yuanbao's obstruction and jumped on the boat before it docked.
The second half of Gu Yan's anxious sentence was drowned out by Yun Zhuo's shouting, and Song Wan didn't hear it clearly. She seemed to hear Gu Yan anxiously say that she was not very old and was very stupid?
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Yun Zhuo didn't dare to do anything hastily to Song Wan and Gu Yan, so he could only pinch the face of the little bun Gu Yu.
While asking Song Wan, "Little Ayu is here too, why isn't Achang here?"
In Guizhou, Yun Zhuo became quite familiar with these two guys.
Gu Yu struggled to free his face from the pinching, then replied crisply, "Achang wants to stay home with his sister-in-law."
Yun Zhuo was just asking casually. Song Wan had to come anyway, and the others were just incidental and not worth mentioning.
"By the way, the potatoes in Zezhou need to be planted in the next two days. Jiang Da stays at the farm every day, so there is no one to play with me." Yun Zhuo finally had a friend of similar age and personality, and he cherished it very much.
"Jiang Da came here to help plant potatoes, not to play with you." Song Wan retorted.
"I'm just bored." Yun Zhuo sighed. He turned his gaze and asked, "Where's your luggage? I'll ask Ada Yuanbao to help you with it."
"I can carry the luggage myself, but have you found the house I asked you to find before?" Before Song Wan came, she asked Yun Zhuo to help find a house that could accommodate eight girls in her reply letter.
The location must be good, preferably close to the Yun Mansion, and the house must be large enough so that eight girls can live in it without being crowded.
"I found it a long time ago. It's just across the street from my house, a two-story house. The previous owner's son made a lot of money doing business in the capital and brought his family there. They wanted to sell the house, and I happened to come across it. It happened to meet your requirements, so I bought it for you." Yun Zhuo said, "The house has been cleaned, and the title deed is in my study. I'll give it to you when I get back."
"Okay!" Song Wan discovered that Yun Zhuo was more careful and attentive than she had thought. "I thank you on their behalf!"
Yun Zhuo waved his hand and said, "It's just a small favor."
King Yu's crimes are too numerous to list, and the more than a thousand corpses in King Yu's palace are horrifying to hear about.
He was just helping her find a safe place to live, which was insignificant compared to what she had done in Yuzhou.
Xiyu, Xiuyu and the others got off the boat and looked at the completely unfamiliar environment, feeling more relaxed and happy than ever before.
They looked at each other, held each other's hands tightly, and from now on Zezhou would be their home.
No one here knows them, and no one will look at them with strange and pitying eyes.
Xiyu walked up to Song Wan and said, "No matter how many times I thank you, it can't express my gratitude to Song Wan." "Miss Wan, if there is a chance, we would like to treat you to a meal."
It’s good to eat. Song Wan likes this simple way of thanking people the most. “Okay, I’ll come to see you in a few days. I like to eat meat, so I’ll make more then.”
Xiyu smiled and said, "Okay."
Then, she took off the bag from her shoulder and handed it over. "This is two sets of spring and summer dresses that Sister Xiuyu and I made according to your measurements, Miss Awan. I hope you don't mind."
"It's made for me!" Song Wan was surprised. "Don't tell me that you guys have been making clothes for me while you haven't been on the boat for the past half month."
Xiyu did not deny it. In fact, they had this plan before leaving Yuzhou. The fabrics for making clothes were bought with the money they saved from selling sachets and handkerchiefs over more than two months.
"This is a small gift from us, I hope you can accept it." No one could repay her kindness, as they had no other talents except embroidering handkerchiefs and making clothes.
Song Wan opened the bundle in front of everyone. There were four sets of clothes in total. The light blue and scarlet ones should be spring clothes, and the other two sets were bright red long-sleeved dresses, which were different from ordinary women's dresses.
They knew that Song Wan was good at martial arts, so they made a small change to the cuffs and also gave each set of clothes a whip bag of the same color to hold Song Wan's golden whip.
No woman would complain about not having enough clothes. Song Wan really enjoyed the feeling of having new clothes. She said happily, "I'll wear them tomorrow!"
In the end times, there is not enough food to eat, so who would think about what to wear every day? As long as the clothes are strong enough to cover the body, it’s fine.
Song Wan had never worn such exquisite clothes before.
In the past, in the orphanage, the older children would give their outgrown clothes to the younger ones. The director told me that she was thrown at the door of the orphanage when she was just a few months old, wrapped in a large piece of cotton cloth, without even a pair of small clothes or pants. So, she had been wearing old clothes from other children in the orphanage since she was a child.
Of course, occasionally there are rich people who come to the orphanage to do charity and donate money and clothes, but for convenience, they purchase in batches of hundreds or even thousands of sets of different sizes and colors, but the styles are exactly the same.
After admiring the new clothes, Song Wan carefully put them back in place. Instead of giving them to Gu Yanji, she held them in her arms.
"That's great. No one makes clothes specifically for me." Yun Zhuo said enviously.
Yuan Bao wanted to cover his face again. Why did his young master start talking nonsense as soon as he opened his mouth? He had no choice but to remind him quietly, "Master, your clothes are all carefully sewn by professional embroiderers."
The lady in the family loves the young master the most and always gives him all the good things. Yuanbao really can't stand seeing the young master playing the victim in front of Miss Song.
Yun Zhuo glanced at Yuan Bao and said with disdain, "What do you know? Those embroiderers only took their wages, but they didn't sew for me sincerely."
Yuanbao: "...as long as it looks good, it's fine. You have really high standards."
Yun Zhuo rarely blurted out, "You know shit!"
Ingot...
He would rather understand nothing. The second young master is becoming more and more rebellious.
Song Wan interrupted them, "Stop mumbling, Xiao Yunzi, hurry up and lead the way!"
Yun Zhuo's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay!"
Yuanbao saw this and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The second young master was not only rebellious, but also becoming more and more servile.
After sending the girls back to their residence, Song Wan and Gu Yan hurriedly took Gu Yu and followed Yun Zhuo to the Yun Mansion.
Apart from the Yun Zhuo brothers, the only female members of the Yun family left are Yun Zhuo's mother, Madam Yun, and his aunt Yun, who divorced and returned home last year.
"I had the yard you're staying in cleaned up early this morning." Yun Zhuo said as they walked over. "You can stay as long as you want."
It would be best to stay there for a year or two, so that he wouldn't be bored even if he stayed in Zezhou for the next year.
"We won't stay for too long." Gu Yan hurriedly broke Yun Zhuo's fantasy.
Yun Zhuo's wish was dashed and his face fell.
The sedan stopped in front of the Yun Mansion's gate. Gu Yan glanced anxiously at the plaque of the General's Mansion, paused, and asked, "Is your brother in the mansion now?"
Yun Zhuo said, "My eldest brother is training in the camp at this time. He probably won't be back home until the evening. But I asked Yuanbao to go to the camp and tell my brother that you have arrived. He should be back home early today."
"Do you have something to talk to my elder brother about?" Yun Zhuo asked curiously.
Gu Yanji did not deny it, "Well, a friend of your brother asked me to deliver a letter."
When Yun Zhuo heard it was a letter, his curiosity immediately disappeared. His brother had made many friends when he was a low-key soldier. Over the past ten years, he had received many letters from all over the world every year, and he was used to it.
"You must be tired from the long journey on the boat, so I won't take you to see my mother and aunt yet. We can meet in the dining hall later." Yun Zhuo said considerately.
Song Wan had no objection. On the way back, she took A Yu to buy a lot of food, which was roughly enough to last for two hours.
When Yun Feng received the message from Yuanbao, who was beside his second brother, he was discussing the issue of military training with his deputy general. Although the relationship between Dai Viet and Daye has eased, the army must not be discouraged. Daye is ambitious and will definitely rise up again when they recover.
When Yun Feng heard Yuanbao say that Gu Yanji and Song Wan had already entered the mansion, he was somewhat surprised. He didn't expect that they would come much earlier than he expected.
"Go back and tell the second young master that I will return home early today." Yun Feng had a stern face and waved his hand to let Yuanbao leave.
Yuanbao did not waste a moment and quickly left the military camp.
The eldest young master is not as unruly and easy to talk to as the second young master. Maybe it is because he has been on the battlefield, the eldest young master is full of murderous aura. In addition, he inherited the mantle of the predecessor General Yun, which adds a bit of majesty.
Therefore, every time Yuanbao came back to deliver a message for the second young master, he was extremely cautious, for fear of accidentally angering the master.
Song Wan took A Yu to visit all the places to visit in the Yun Mansion. Now they were walking to the gate of the largest courtyard in the mansion when they happened to meet a noble lady being surrounded by a group of people.
I guess this must be Yun Zhuo's mother. The mother and son look quite similar.
The lady seemed to see her. Song Wan stuffed the half-eaten fried peanuts into Baozi's arms, then patted her hands that were covered with fine sugar grains and greeted the lady.
"Hello." Song Wan said, "I'm Song Wan."
After Mrs. Yun knew that the guests had entered the house, she waited in the backyard for a long time, only to see her son say that he would see her again at dinner.
How could this be possible? It was against the rules of the mansion, so she planned to go and take a look in person, but she never expected that Song Wan would come to her door on her own initiative.
"You must be Song Wan." Madam Yun stepped forward and observed him carefully for a few moments before looking down with a flash of surprise in her eyes. "Is this your brother?"
She remembered that the Song family didn't have any boys of this age.
"He is Gu Yanji's younger brother." Song Wan answered truthfully, "But he also calls me sister."
Madam Yun chuckled, "I think it won't be long before he calls you sister-in-law."
The Gu family does have a younger son, who is about the same age as the one in front of her, but he seldom shows up. Now that she sees him, the lady suddenly feels that he looks familiar, as if she had met him briefly somewhere.
"It's too early to call me sister-in-law." Song Wan said seriously. Her body was only seventeen years old and still young.
Even though it has been almost two years since she came here, Song Wan is still used to thinking with modern thinking.
Madam Yun thought she was just shy and stopped teasing her. "You are Zhuo'er's friends. I am his mother. You can call me Aunt Yun."
Mrs. Yun's husband had praised the Song and Gu families in front of her many times during his lifetime, so she has always had a good impression of both families.
But later, when she heard that they were sentenced to exile three thousand miles away for "attempted treason", Mrs. Yun was shocked and even more disbelieving.
She did not believe that the Song and Gu families would not commit rebellion, but she trusted her husband's vision.
Now that she had seen the Song family with her own eyes, Mrs. Yun was even more convinced that her husband had not made a mistake in choosing them. The little girl's eyes were pure and innocent, and she was very pleasing to the eye.
"Baozi, call for help." After Song Wan and Madam Yun looked at each other, they patted Baozi's head and asked him to take the lead.
So Gu Yu took a half step forward and politely performed the junior's greetings, "Greetings to Aunt Yun."
Madam Yun...
For some reason, she was such an old woman, but she felt guilty when being saluted by a junior.
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Soon after, Baozi ascended the throne.
Madam Yun...
Is it too late for her to apologize now?
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