Chapter 462: The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the pretty widow (bushi)
The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the handsome widow (bushi),
This matter is still the problem of Marquis Zhennan.
He deliberately found Song Ning and brought him back to the mansion because he was afraid that he would run away and not be able to find him.
But when he really brought him back home, he deliberately made Song Ning suffer a little first.
The original intention of Marquis Zhennan was to let Song Ning suffer so that he would know how pitiful it was to be alone and helpless. In this way, he would naturally be obedient to Marquis Zhennan, who would become his family, and he could control Song Ning at will.
However, he never expected that Song Ning would develop a rebellious mentality after suffering. After being forced to deal with a group of servants, the Marquis of Zhennan felt that Song Ning was even more difficult to deal with, and thought about toughening this tough nut again.
Although the servants may not be good at other things, they are good at guessing the thoughts of their masters.
So these days, the servants who originally delivered meals to Song Ning were not only tired, but even the meals they delivered were different.
The food was either cold, leftover, or tasted bland, which really made Song Ning suffer.
Perhaps because he was hungry, or perhaps because the noodles were too delicious, Song Ning quickly finished the whole bowl of noodles and even drank up all the soup.
After he finished eating, he looked at the clean bowl with embarrassment. Fuqin quickly got up and came to clean it up, with an inaudible soothing tone in her voice.
"As long as the young master likes it, I'm glad. The master got up early this morning to make the soup base, but I was worried that the soup might not be sweet enough for the young master's taste. Now I can go back and report without any worries."
Did you get up early in the morning to work?
Song Ning immediately regretted drinking too fast, but he still remained stubborn.
"I'm just used to not wasting food. This bowl of noodles is just average."
Fuqin just thought that the future master looked kind of cute, so she responded.
"If you think it's not good enough, I'll go back and talk to you. Maybe you can improve it a little bit."
What? Such delicious noodles still need to be improved?
Song Ning suddenly became a little anxious, but he was too embarrassed to immediately overturn his previous statement.
He stuttered for a while before he managed to find the answer.
"No, no need. It's already very good that your master, a mere scholar, can cook like this. Besides, since it was specially made for me, there's no reason for me to be picky. There's no need to tell him. Yes, there's absolutely no need."
He breathed a sigh of relief after he finished speaking.
Is that okay?
"Since the young master said so, I will do as you say."
Fuqin hid the smile on her face by saying goodbye, then turned around and went back to the opposite room with the tray.
"He's finished?"
Playing with a powder bag in his hand, Lance glanced over indifferently.
Fuqin quickly put away the smile on her face and replied respectfully.
"Yes, the young master must be very hungry. He ate it without asking any questions. It seems that it suits his appetite very well."
"Oh? He didn't say anything?"
Lance played with the powder bag for a while, put it in his sleeve, and then magically took out another bag and placed it on the table.
Fuqin pretended not to see anything and replied in a few words about what had just happened.
Finally, she couldn't help but remind him.
"Master, the young master is having a hard time in the Zhennan Marquis's mansion. He even bullies the servants who deliver meals. Do you want me to give him a beating?"
"Don't alarm them. I have my own plans."
Lance gave her a warning look and Fuqin quickly knelt down.
"Yes, I made a mistake."
It was only after she got close to her future master today that she realized that he was indeed lovable.
No wonder the master, who looks so cold and indifferent, would like the future master.
But the future master and the prince are engaged, how is the master going to deal with it?
Although the Zhennan Marquis Mansion was neglectful, with Fuqin sending different kinds of meals to Song Ning from time to time, Song Ning not only did not have a bad time in the next few days, but he lived more freely than anyone else.
That day, Song Ning had his meal as usual. When Fuqin was about to clean up, she found that Song Ning had held down his chopsticks.
He hesitated for a while, but finally asked in a low voice.
"What about him?"
Fuqin didn't react for a moment and was a little confused.
"Who?"
How come this maid looks so smart, but is actually stupid?
Song Ning was depressed and had to ask directly.
"He made all these delicious food himself. Doesn't he just want to talk to me? Why doesn't he come over?"
Humph, he didn't completely forgive that person.
It’s just that the food I’ve been eating recently has really tasted good to me, that’s all.
It turned out that he wanted to see his master. Fuqin quickly covered her face to hide the smile on her lips.
"Let the young master know that the Marquis of Zhennan has called the master to attend some literary gatherings these days to see the world. The master goes out early and comes back late every day. In fact, he is unable to spare the time to visit the young master. I hope the young master can forgive me."
So he went out? No wonder he didn't see anyone.
Song Ning thought in his heart, but he still pretended to be stubborn.
"I didn't ask you these questions. You asked them yourself."
Fuqin took the pot skillfully.
"Yes, I guessed what the master was thinking and told you this. It was not you who asked."
What does it mean to guess the master's thoughts before telling him?
Doesn't that mean that the maid was so conscious in reporting her whereabouts because that guy cared about her too much?
Song Ning's ears suddenly turned red and he didn't know where to put his eyebrows.
"You, you are too presumptuous as a maid. Aren't you worried that he will punish you?"
Song Ning said this, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what kind of person is that man who can tolerate such a maid around him?
"So that the young master will know that the master is clear about rewards and punishments. However, in this matter, I feel that I should not be able to bear the punishment, but should be rewarded instead."
After all, she had done her best to improve her master's favor in front of the young master, so naturally she would not be punished.
After Lance followed the Marquis of Zhennan to attend two so-called gatherings of literati and scholars, he quickly combined previous data with the information he had obtained in the past few days to summarize some of the current situation.
He is currently in his prime, and although he is one year older than Marquis Zhennan, he is said to look much younger and healthier than Marquis Zhennan because he has been good at riding and shooting since childhood.
The current emperor has a total of five sons. Except for the fifth prince who is less than two years old and the fourth prince who is only eleven years old and has not yet grown up, the other three princes have already grown up and left the palace to set up their own homes.
The eldest prince was in the Ministry of Revenue, the second prince was in the Ministry of Works, and the third prince was in the Ministry of Personnel.
It sounds like there is no difference and everyone is treated equally, but in fact, the eldest prince has the best chance of ascending to the throne in people's opinion.
Because the eldest prince's mother's family is the Xue family, a century-old family, and many of the Xue family members are now officials in the court with high positions. More importantly, the eldest prince's biological mother, Concubine Xue, is very favored. It is said that she is more majestic than the queen, and no one in the harem does not respect her.
The party that Marquis Zhennan brought Lance to attend today was the elegant gathering initiated by Concubine Xue’s nephew.