Chapter 878 The Real Young Master vs the Fake Daughter 20

For several days in a row, Song Yu went back and forth between the Song Mansion and Taomu Village, and did not rest in the mansion until the day when the genealogy was entered. In the early morning of the next day, she dressed up and went to the family temple under the service of the servant girl.

There was a ray of rising sun in the sky, and the family temple of the Song family was already full of people standing there.

Men, women and children all had solemn faces, especially the few clan elders who looked forward and sat upright, their hair combed brightly, and their clothes without any wrinkles.

As soon as Song Yu was admitted to the hospital, many people turned their heads to look.

It was the first time for most of them to see the eldest son of the second room, dressed in black clothes, imposing, with piercing eyes, first bowed to his father when entering the courtyard, and then greeted the elders one by one.

The third uncle frowned: "Wenchang, have you investigated clearly? Is that girl really not your husband and wife's child?"

Master Song leaned over and said respectfully: "Don't worry, Third Uncle, the investigation is indeed clear. Ziyu is the child of me and my wife, and that child is the child of the farmer's family. I will trouble Third Uncle soon."

The third uncle waved his hand: "It's not hard work."

"It's just that the second wife didn't have a son-in-law back then, and your daughter-in-law was going to die, and her brother moved out of her natal family just to put her daughter's name on the genealogy. Now everything is found out to be a mistake, and the girl's name must be crossed out. Write Song Yu's name..."

Looking at Mr. Song, his eyes were stern: "Everything is one thing and two things are not three things. Next time, let alone me, the whole clan will not agree. You have to think clearly."

Lord Song nodded cautiously: "Third Uncle, Zichang has thought it through."

The third uncle stared at him for a long while, then turned to look at Song Yu who was always standing beside him, waved his sleeves and stood up: "So, the time has come, let's start."

Open a family temple, offer incense, ask for a family tree,

Witnessed by several clan elders, the third uncle took out a brush, crossed off Song Yue's name with a light stroke, and solemnly wrote the word "Song Yu" next to it.

The corner of the third uncle's mouth showed a smile: "Ziyu, go forward and kowtow to your ancestors."

Song Yu stepped forward and knelt on the futon, and respectfully kowtowed three times towards the rows of memorial tablets. The wind blew and the flags fluttered. At this point, Jiang Yu changed to Song Yu and resumed his status as the second son of the Song family.

The family is prosperous, both parents are healthy, brothers and sisters are respectful, and the future is boundless.

After the ceremony was over, everyone came out of the family temple. Song Yu followed behind his father. As soon as he stepped out of the door, Mrs. Song rushed up and hugged her tightly, "My son, my son", weeping with joy.

Song Yu raised his hand, patted Madam Song on the back, and said, "Mother."

Mrs. Song raised her head and stared at him blankly, with tears in her eyes. Song Yu couldn't help but yelled 'mother' again, and Mrs. Song nodded hurriedly: "Hey! Mother's child!"

The Song Mansion held a family banquet for all relatives and friends, officially revealing Song Yu's identity as the second son of the Song Mansion.

Song Yu hesitated: "Father, Yue'er..."

Master Song patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your mother has already sent someone to invite her, and Mr. Jiang, he has raised you for so many years, you must thank him for your father."

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face: "Thank you, father."

Lord Song laughed loudly, and took him to meet the officials in Beijing. The moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the adults drank and chatted.

The front yard was full of joy and laughter, and the back yard was also extremely lively.

Mrs. Song is the protagonist tonight. Surrounded by ladies and ladies, the smiles on her face never stop. The ladies know that she is happy today, and they are happy to praise her.

At the same time, Mrs. Song was also quietly observing the ladies of each family.

Seeing that his son is going to get married in a few years, it will take at least two or three years to prepare for the engagement and ceremony. If the decision is not made earlier, all the good girls will be picked away by then.

Mrs. Song finally had a sense of urgency in this meeting.

She looked around the courtyard, the girl who was drinking... no, she was too fat, her son couldn't be wronged with his good looks. The girl who covered her lips and smiled delicately has a fair appearance, but... her father seems to be Lord Liu, right? No, no, it's bad luck to deal with dead people every day.

Mrs. Song looked around, but none of them were satisfied.

The only one who caught my eye, that girl was dignified and elegant, she could be a big wife, but unfortunately she was engaged a month ago... Thinking of this, Mrs. Song was dissatisfied with Xihe again, if she had told Ziyu earlier Whereabouts, maybe that good daughter-in-law belongs to her family! Can't help but stare at her.

Xihe, who was burying her head in eating: "..."

Originally, she didn't want to come to this family banquet. After all, she didn't want to have anything to do with the Song family, but Song Yu's servant specially sent a letter written by Song Yu himself, asking her to come with the old man, sincerely.

Thinking of taking so much advantage of Song Yu these days, I was really embarrassed, so I followed the old man for this trip.

But the male guests are in the front yard and the female guests are in the back yard.

As soon as they arrived at the old man, they were politely invited to the front yard, while she was taken to the back yard by the servant girl and arranged in a room. No one saw her during the period, and she was not called out until the banquet started.

As a result, she was eating well here, and Mrs. Song rolled her eyes at her again.

Xihe: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that the food in front of me was not delicious.

Xihe let go of her chopsticks, and she sat in a corner, surrounded by the daughters of a few petty officials, dressed poorly, timidly, she dared not stretch out her chopsticks to eat, she sat with her head bowed and didn't speak much.

He glanced at the smiling ladies near the main table, and compared the silence on the table.

Xihe stood up and quietly left the seat.

The moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the weather was still a little cold. The lanterns in the porch were shaking slightly, and a thin layer of ice had condensed on the lakeside.

Xihe stood by the lake, and could hear the sound of silk and bamboo in the distance.

Hum——

Ding dong, ding dong,

Suddenly, the sound of the piano came from the Huxin Pavilion, and the tone was clear and clear.

Xihe was stunned for a moment, but couldn't figure out what kind of NPC was being arty here? She paused, and planned to get out of here quickly, following the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved his footsteps, he was stopped by someone.

"Second girl."

He was dressed in black, with a long sword pinned to his waist.

Xihe looked at the black-faced boy, and then at the dark Huxin Pavilion, surprised: "Is the eldest son inside?"

The boy in black nodded his head: "My son invites you to go over."

When Xihe was sitting in the dark Huxin Pavilion, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and listening to the sound of ding dong ding dong, he couldn't figure out why he made this trip. Would you like to make your ears feel better?

Ding dong, ding dong,

One after another, finally, Xihe couldn't bear it anymore.

She put down the cup and looked at the blurred face on the opposite side: "My lord, can I change the song?" Ding Dingdongdong, do you only know this song?

Happy Mid-autumn Festival! ^-^