At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Yizhi was not very familiar with Qinghe's character, but he vaguely felt that he would not like hypocrisy and courtesy, so he said, "I will follow your orders."

  He Qing thought to himself and stopped talking. Song Chu's performance today indeed made him feel shocked, the strategy was one aspect, another aspect was that she actually determined to guard against Grand Master Gongsun Jian through sparse records, it was really not simple.

  Qingxin knew it in his heart, there were people like Gong Sunjian in Weiguo, and at the beginning of Song Dynasty, he couldn't show off his skills. Whether this plan would work or not was still unknown! He had to win over some warmongers and deal with Gong Sunjian and others, until all countries had gone to war, and when the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, the Marquis of Wei would never regret it.

  Back in the mansion, Kaito immediately went out again to visit friends.

  Song Chu looked at Tetsuya Kinnosuke's fiery appearance and couldn't help but smile, this old man was indeed a hot-headed person, saying he would do something and immediately going to do it.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Yizhi had already made it clear that Li Huaide would not recklessly reveal anything, so she did not try to dissuade him.

  The courtyard was quiet and still, with no wind, and large snowflakes gently fell. Song Chuyi stood under the corridor and watched for a while.

  Zi Ya came out of the house and saw a person standing on the corridor, startling him. After taking a closer look and realizing it was Song Chuyi, he hastily bowed and said, "Master."

  Song Chu had never looked back and asked, "How is Zi Chao's illness?"

  "This morning, I asked the doctor to come over and take a look at my sister. He gave her some medicinal soup and said that her fever has gone down, but she's physically weak and needs nourishment." Zi Ya replied.

  "Your life is mine, as a servant, you should do your best to help me take care of it. If there's anything you need, just come and tell me." Song Chuyi said, turning around to look at her.

  Zi Ya wore new clothes, with a clean and refreshing face, compared to Zi Chao, she wouldn't make people stunning at first glance, but the tenacity between her eyebrows and eyes added a lot of color to her, even among a group of beauties, she shouldn't be buried.

  "Yes!" Zi Ya understood that Song Chu Yi said not to treat them as slaves, but also didn't say to pamper them like treasures. There must be a distinction between master and servant. She should be grateful to Song Chu Yi for such treatment.

  "Should we go take a look at Big Sister?" Zi Ya said softly.

  "Hah!" Song Chu smiled and glanced at her. She hadn't forgotten that Zi Ya wanted to push Zi Chao onto herself, letting her take a look, just wanting to make her infatuated with Zi Chao's good looks, but couldn't bear to give him to someone else.

  Zi Ya suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment as if his small thoughts had been pierced through, and he couldn't help but lower his head in awkwardness.

  "Zi Ya, actually if you had just said 'the doctor says it's nothing, but Zi Chao is still unconscious and unresponsive, which is worrying', I would have probably gone to take a look." Song Chu lectured.

  Zi Ya's heart skipped a beat, and with a thud, he knelt down to the ground, "Master, I was wrong, please punish me."

  "Hmm, it should be punished." Song Chu nodded and said with a grin, "The trick is too clumsy! It's hard to look at."

  Zi Ya was taken aback for a moment. When Song Chuyi said she wanted to punish her, it seemed that it wasn't because she had ulterior motives, but because those motives were too obvious?

  At the beginning of the song, one bowed his head, stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder, sincerely comforting her, "Ordinary people can't use it freely at first, failing once is not important, you see, continue to work hard."

  The cold wind was biting, Song Chuyi stretched out her hand and it immediately felt painful from the sting, she quickly hid it back in her sleeve and walked towards the house, muttering to herself, "I don't know if they've returned or not."

  Zi Ya Fu crouched on the ground, with a puzzled expression, secretly glancing at Song Chu Yi's back, and after a moment, suddenly remembered that there was no fire in the house, so he quickly got up to burn charcoal.

  Zi Ya quietly carried the brazier into the house, seeing Song Chuyi curled up on the couch staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, seemingly lost in thought. She didn't dare make a sound to disturb her.

  The brazier was lit and the room soon warmed up a lot. Song Chuyi, who had been listless for a while, perked up again and called out to Zi Ya, "Have you read any books?"

  "I have read 'The Poems'." Zi Ya knelt and sat in front of the couch, respectfully answering.

  "The Book of Poetry", also known as "The Classic of Poetry", the content of which not only expresses emotions but also allows one to slightly understand certain customs from various places. A woman who has read "The Book of Poetry" is considered relatively talented and learned.

  "Good." Song Shi nodded, "Can you understand music?"

  Zi Ya hesitated for a moment, thinking that this matter couldn't be hidden from Song Chuyi either, so she said, "Sister understands."

  The noble lady is not necessarily familiar with music theory either. Song Chu asked again, "Do you know Zhou Li?"

  Zi Ya glanced at Song Chu Yi and then lowered her head, saying softly, "Sister knows."

  Song Chu sighed and said, "Alright, knowing basic etiquette isn't being rude. Do you know how to play chess?"

  "This time Zi Ya answered fluently and no longer hesitated, 'Sister Ah will go.'"

  Song Chu looked at her, opened his mouth, and really didn't know what to say. It turned out that this girl was indeed uneducated and untalented! In fact, among ordinary noble ladies, Zi Ya's level of education wasn't anything special, but compared to her sister who received the same education, she still had no skills whatsoever, which was simply infuriating!

  After a while, Song Chuyi sighed and said, "Ziya, I think it's better if we don't sell your sister!"

  "Sir!" Zi Ya hastily said, "I can learn!"

  "Good, there's a volume on the desk, you take it and have a look. If you don't understand, you can ask me." Song Chu was delighted to see her, and continued, "There's only one chance, if you're not up to it, then don't blame me for being heartless later."

  "Ya will definitely be able to do it!" Zi Ya's eyes were firm and determined.

  "Go ahead, I'll take a nap." Song Chu lay down.

  Zi Ya got up and went to the table to take a bamboo slip, then bowed his head and backed out.

  Song Huiyin closed her eyes, originally intending to think about something, but unexpectedly fell asleep in a daze. She slept for a long time, and when she woke up, the sky was dark. The door creaked open with a loud bang, followed by Ji Mian's shouting voice, "Huaijin! Huaijin! Song Huaijin!"

  Song Chu turned over and covered his head with the quilt, continuing to sleep.

  In an instant, a loud "boom" was heard, and Song Chuyi was startled to jump up from the couch. As soon as he turned around, he saw that the door of his room had been torn into four or five pieces and was lying on the floor. The wind and snow were drifting in from outside the door.

  "Girl, wake up! Your grandfather!" Song Chuyi also grabbed her clothes and put them on hastily, not even bothering to wear socks. She rushed out like the wind, and in a daze saw a group of people, but she didn't have time to think about it. Seeing Ji Mian standing there stupidly, she went up to him and grabbed him, "Immediately, quickly find someone to put my door back on!"

  The treatment of the guest is better than that of ordinary diners, but after the yard was divided, every month except for necessary expenses and special purposes, everything else had to be taken care of by themselves. Can Song Chuyi not worry? She didn't want to live in poverty!

  After a moment of silence, someone under the corridor asked, "Wu Mei, is this Mr. Huai Jin?"

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, she was stunned for a moment, and followed the sound to look over. In the courtyard, there were about twenty or more scholars with neat crowns and clothes, holding umbrellas in the snow, staring at her with their eyes wide open.

  "Carrying a jade pendant... this... all of us admire your great name... came to pay respects..." Ji Mian stuttered.

  What's going on? Song Chuyi was momentarily stunned, usually for such a formal visit, shouldn't they have sent a visiting card to ask if the host is available first? She racked her brains, but she really hadn't received any visiting card!

  Xiangmian laughed and put her arm around Song Chuyi's shoulder, saying to the scholars, "I told you, Huaijin is a Taoist, free-spirited and unrestrained, not bound by etiquette!"

  As soon as Song Chuanyi understood, all things were caused by Ji Mian!

  "Hearing about someone is not as good as meeting them in person, you're really carefree!" Someone sighed with a smile.