Old Master Song’s foolish deeds, Song Ruqian also heard from her confidants. Her expression was indescribable. Upon learning that her mother was so angered that she went into preterm labor, she sent back a cart full of supplents.
As for those few frail horses, having heard that Song Ci took care of them, she let out a sigh of relief. With her grandmother around, this matter was no longer an issue. Her grandfather was no match for her grandmother.
On Song Zhiyuan’s side, action was swift. He quickly investigated the background of those frail horses. For now, their identity and origins were traceable; three generations of ancestors could be checked. As Song Ci suggested, they were temporarily retained.
Retained they were, but only in a small courtyard with strict supervision, not allowed to roam about without permission.
Song Ci was quite pleased, starting to enjoy the routine of having a few servants tend to her. Listening to songs and watching dances daily was delightful, and at the sa ti, she had Aunt i and Shui Lianlian co to study diligently.
To learn how to win over and serve a man.
Song Ci’s magnanimity was curious to others.
"If our madam were as magnanimous as the grand madam, Auntie, you wouldn’t have to endure her deanor and be dominated by her, making it difficult even to leave the residence."
In the Serenity Yard, Bai Shuilian’s personal maid, Shuanglu, said indignantly.
Both are official wives, but the difference is so vast, it’s infuriating!
Bai Shuilian glanced at Shuanglu indifferently and said, "The grand madam’s behavior isn’t magnanimity."
Shuanglu was puzzled, if not magnanimity, then what was it? Which official wife would ever teach a concubine how to win over her husband?
Bai Shuilian sighed lightly, "It’s cleverness and broad-mindedness. She knows clearly what benefits the Song Family."
A temperant like that of the old master, without anyone to advise and restrain him, who knows how much trouble he would bring to the Song Family. Though Song Ci’s thods aren’t perfect, if at critical monts soone can indeed persuade him, there will naturally be fewer troubles.
And if soone can be persuaded, it certainly ans being more accommodating and listening to that person’s words.
What Song Ci does is simply to have an obedient and persuadable Old Master Song, regardless of whom he listens to, as long as he listens.
This stabilizing force of the Song Family is unlike the narrow-mindedness of ordinary farmwives.
Bai Shuilian looked at the embroidery patterns on the fra, her expression inscrutable.
Not only is her perspective expansive, but her ability to influence is remarkable. She could sowhat gather from Song Zhiqing and the servants about Lady Lu’s temperant, one who loves to compare and is of high self-esteem, easily provoked. But now it seems, not necessarily so.
Lady Lu now leans tightly on the few legitimate heirs, including Song Ci, believing that those legitimate heirs are more beneficial to her.
Quite clever.
n are fickle. Seeing Song Zhiqing unreliable, she decisively aligns herself with the more dependable side, huh.
Bai Shuilian said, "The Song Family is truly fortunate to have the grand madam as its stabilizing force. As long as she’s around to hold things down, the Song Family won’t fall into chaos easily."
The rarity of Song Ci lies in her clarity amidst confusion. At the sa ti, she has her own backing and is one of the most noble people in Great Qing.
As long as the Song Family doesn’t rebel, with her presence, the Empress Dowager and the Emperor would, on her account, be more tolerant and rciful to the Song Family. But without her, it’s hard to say.
The principle of cooling tea after people leave is understood by all.
"What a stabilizing force." Bai Shuilian looked at the embroidery needle in her hand, her smile enigmatic.
Shuanglu glanced at her own mistress, inexplicably feeling that the surrounding temperature had dropped, even though it was almost early sumr, why did it feel cold?
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