The female supporting role is as beautiful as a flower (wearing a book)

When Zhou's mother heard this, her expression changed immediately.Song Qingjin didn't press her again.In the end, Mother Zhou still knelt on the ground and admitted honestly: "Qing, Miss Qing, it's me."

Song Qingmei raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay. Then you admit it?"

Zhou's mother begged: "Miss Qing, please forgive me, the servant is unintentional. It is indeed unintentional. The servant promises that it will not be like this next time."

Song Qingjin sneered, and said: "Unintentional? If you say unintentional, you will throw everything away. Then, have you ever thought about it, the palace is not good at taking care of the old concubine's funeral. The fifth grade outside Civil servants, the food you eat is not good. When you go out, you have to talk about the prince, and even hate him. If I don’t deal with you today, it will make people think that this matter was ordered by the prince. It doesn’t matter if you live or die , do you want to hurt the prince because of you, a slave?"

Mother Zhou also knew that this matter was not a joke.Hearing what she said, he didn't dare to speak anymore.Song Qingjin sat upright and said: "Come here, take her out to play [-] boards. After the beating, take her body certificate and send it to the Zhuangzi far away. You can't come back within two years, do you understand?"

Mother Zhou was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.Obviously, he couldn't believe that Song Qingjin gave her such a severe punishment.At this time, Ming's mother also stepped forward and said: "Miss Qing, I would like to advise you not to be so strict. Twenty boards are played. But it is too much to rush to Zhuangzi. The girl is still magnanimous. , let Zhou’s mother go this time.”

Song Qingjin sneered and said, "This time I let her go, I haven't said anything about you yet, you came to question me first."

Ming's mother let out an "oops" and said, "Miss Qing, what's wrong with the servants! These days, the servants have been working hard!"

Song Qingjin twitched the corners of her mouth, and the hand holding the tea cup trembled a few times.Everyone was waiting for her to say something.But Song Qingjin suddenly used all her strength and threw the teacup to the ground!Ming's mother let out a frightened ouch and jumped back.Song Qingjin raised her voice and said, "Your mother is too shameless. The servants in this mansion don't know that you, Mama Ming, have always been on good terms with Mama Zhou. Besides, you are also in charge of food for the civil servants outside. Mama Zhou Do these things, don't you know?"

Ming's mother immediately denied it: "No. Absolutely no slaves! The slaves don't know anything about Zhou's mother doing these things!"

But he said that this matter was originally discussed by Ming's mother and Zhou's mother.Now that Zhou's mother saw that Ming's mother was confronted with Song Qingjin's questioning, she actually pushed all the responsibility on herself.Not to be outdone, he revealed everything immediately.Explain how my mother discussed with her how to remove a few dishes, and then exchanged out the silver for her own use, and how she framed Song Qingjin later, pulled out the radish and brought out the mud.Several things were said back and forth, involving many people.

Song Qingjin was thinking about how to deal with these evil servants.Now that we have this opportunity, of course we have to deal with them one by one.Ming's mother and Zhou's mother rushed to the farm to do some rough work. The rest of the people involved in this matter were either fined money or beat the board, and none of them could escape.

After Ming's mother and Zhou's mother were kicked out, the servants in the mansion suddenly became more obedient.On the second day, when the fifth-rank civil servants came to express their condolences, Song Qingmei personally brought two soups made with the ingredients rewarded by the palace, put them on their table in a food box, and retreated to salute: "Everyone My lord, the hospitality was not good yesterday, because some of the servants really didn't understand the rules, so it made everyone feel uncomfortable because of these things. It's just because the prince is too sad, and there are so many things. I am a woman, and there are many things I can't take care of Please forgive me, my lords.”

Seeing that Song Qingjin's words were so sincere, those civil officials brought food to apologize in person.In addition, today's food can't be faulted, so I won't show it anymore.Immediately said nothing.Song Qingjin greeted everyone for a while before returning to the mansion to deal with some chores.In the past two days, Baoxue and Cuimeng have been with her and suffered a lot.Song Qingjin specially ordered the servant to bring back some food from the restaurant outside, and the three of them sat at the table and ate.

Baoxue looked at Song Qingjin who was eating silently, and said, "This afternoon, when I watched Miss Qingjin read the account book, the expression on her face became much lighter."

Song Qingjin replied: "These people are gone, not only now, but the future will be much easier. Our affairs will be much easier to manage."

Cui dreamed for a while, but still asked the doubts in her heart: "Girl, you won't go back to the palace this time!"

Song Qingjin took a mouthful of diced eggplant and shook her head: "Concubine Xian wants me to go into the palace to serve her. I agree."

Both Baoxue and Cuimeng were surprised.Cuimeng was also in a hurry, so she asked first: "Miss Qing, can't I not go back? The prince can't leave you now."

Baoxue also said at the side: "Yes, girl. Besides, there are many things in our house now. If you leave, who will take care of these things?"

Song Qingjin replied: "For matters in the mansion, there are also the prince and Nanny Sun. The other two of you can also help. If you really can't solve it, you can also go to the palace to find me. It's just that I will go back to the palace this time. There is something that must be done. When it is done, I will naturally come back to be with you."

When Baoxue and Cuimeng heard what Song Qingjin said, they usually knew that she was a very independent person.It's hard to say anything now.I had no choice but to agree.The next day was the day for the old dowager's funeral. The three of them finished their meal and made arrangements for the whole day. In the morning, they drank two sips of clear porridge before going to the front to make arrangements for the funeral.

The old dowager's funeral was extremely respectable.The big funeral was huge, like a silver mountain pressing down on the ground, occupying an entire street.The number of official orders, carriages, horses and sedan chairs is innumerable.Xiao Yixuan held the coffin in front of him and carried the coffin. Song Qingmei ran to the door to see. He was wearing a white fine linen filial piety dress, with a pure white hairband tied on his forehead.There were no tears in his eyes.But Song Qingjin knew in her heart that he was the saddest person when the old concubine passed away.

Song Qingjin looked at the door for a long time, until the funeral went out of the city, among the paper money floating in the sky, Xiao Yixuan was no longer seen.She walked back to the mansion.Before I moved a few steps, I felt sore and limp all over. I was really tired these days.When walking forward, I suddenly felt that my eyes went dark, and I fell forward.Baoxue Hei Cuimeng was just about to catch up to help her, but she couldn't be in time, seeing that Song Qingjian was about to fall to the ground, but at this moment a young man ran up and supported her.

Baoxue immediately brought over the ginseng soup.After giving her two gulps, Song Qingjin's thick eyelashes trembled a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.The person in front of him was Xiaorong.He has half black hair, wearing a short hexagram of sea dragon and white python, and a five-bead silver belt around his waist.Dressed in white, his little white face looked even more white.His eyes looked like lacquer, and he was looking at himself worriedly.

"Song Qingmei, are you okay?" Xiao Rong asked worriedly.He is now taller than Song Qingjin.

The servant next to him said: "Girl, this is His Royal Highness King Rong, you have to salute when you meet. Otherwise, you will not understand the rules."

So it turns out that his identity is His Royal Highness King Rong, the fifth son of the current emperor?Song Qingjin had read in books before that Xiao Yirong, the fifth son of the emperor, was so talented that he could never forget it with his photographic memory.At the end of the book, the emperor died and passed the throne to this Xiao Yirong.

Song Qingjin knew that Xiaorong's status was unusual, but she didn't want to be so honorable and become the future emperor.Thinking about being a little rude to him in the past.I regret it.Even if she dared to offend everyone else, she would not dare to offend the future emperor.She immediately bowed and said: "I have met His Highness King Rong. I didn't know your name before, so I don't know how to address you. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Xiao Yirong's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and he said, "Song Qing, why don't you call me little, Xiaorong?"

Song Qingjin wished to cover Xiao Yirong's mouth and tell him to forget the previous address quickly, but because she was in front of others, she still said with a smile: "Did the prince blame the servants and servants for not respecting you enough in the past?"

Xiao Yirong shook his head immediately.Said he didn't mean that.After a while, seeing the mourning guests coming over in a crowd, he immediately said, "Don't talk about that, hurry up and take me to worship!"

Song Qingjin immediately took her to the mourning hall.Along the way, I followed behind him, looking at Xiao Yirong's shy and impatient appearance, I really couldn't see that he would be the emperor in the future.Arrived at the mourning hall.Xiao Yirong saluted respectfully and knelt down on the futon.

Song Qingjin's attitude towards Xiao Yirong changed drastically, she offered to light incense for him, and sent it to Xiao Yirong.Xiao Yirong looked at the smiling expression on Song Qingjin's face, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, he took the incense stick awkwardly, bowed three times, and put the incense stick in the incense burner again.

Song Qingjin said with a smile: "My lord, do you want to have lunch with me?"

Xiao Yirong frowned and said, "Did you do it yourself?"

Song Qingjin replied: "My lord, please let this servant go, I am already too busy to touch the ground. I will do it for you when the servant returns to the palace in a few days."

Xiao Yirong looked at him in surprise: "Are you saying that you have to go back to the palace? I thought you would stay in the palace from now on."

Song Qingjin had no choice but to tell Xiao Yirong that she had to go back to the palace to serve the concubine Xian, but she didn't tell him about the investigation into the cause of the old concubine's death.Who knew that Xiao Yirong was a little happy when he found out that she was going back to the palace, and he talked to himself for a while before leaving.

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