Song Yutang suddenly raised his head. "Who?"
According to historical records, Empress Dowager Duanyi should be her posthumous title.
The man explained casually, "Jing Dynasty is the unlucky Crown Princess Song Corporation who passed away before the imperial edict to canonize the Queen Mother. She was unlucky. She died suddenly on the night she entered the harem, before even the imperial edict to canonize the Queen Mother was issued. Because of this, both official and unofficial history like to call her the Crown Princess."
Song Yutang's expression became even more confused. "Are you sure...Empress Dowager Duanyi is referring to the Crown Princess?"
The man thought she didn't understand this period of history, so he quickly smoothed things over. "Song Corporation died too early, and her family was wiped out. In addition, the three men related to her were all ordinary conservative kings who had done nothing. Such an earth-shattering event, so she has not left much writing in history, and few movies and TV dramas have been filmed. Many people do not know her. But Jing Dynasty's Empress Dowager Duanyi is the only one."
OK.
It was indeed her who she was talking about.
Song Yutang was speechless for a moment. "Since there is not much written in the history books, where did you hear that she is related to Kangyuan?"
The man scratched his head in embarrassment. "I don't specialize in history, and I don't know where the source is, but everyone says so. I heard that the princess was very skillful. After her husband died, she supported her son to control Eastern Palace, and had relations with all parties. The relationship is very close. In addition to Kangyuan, there are several other guests. Muzong was able to ascend the throne because of her close relationship with Marquis Zhenyuan, who has a lot of troops..."
Song Yutang:"..."
Accepted.
He has been dead for more than a thousand years and yet he is still being spread rumors.
She stayed alone in her empty room at the Eastern Palace every day, and lived a miserable life.
Unexpectedly, when it comes to the mouths of these modern people, there are all kinds of meat and vegetables.
The man saw that she didn't like hearing this, so he raised his hand and pointed to the other side of the exhibition hall. "Do you like paintings or Jing Dynasty's cultural relics? There are a few Jing Dynasty's things over there, do you want to go and see them together?"
Song Yutang took a step back and spoke in a gentle but distant tone, "I won't disturb you anymore. I'll just look at it myself."
Being the daughter-in-law of a large feudal family is not easy.
If you want to successfully distribute property, you must not give anyone a chance to take advantage.
The man was stunned for a moment, with a hint of helplessness in his smile, "Song Yutang, do you really not remember me?"
Song Yutang looked at his face and thought carefully for a long time, and finally a vague figure flashed in the depths of his mind.
She blurted out in surprise. "Are you Cheng Yun?"
He seems to be the senior of the original owner in high school.
In the first year of high school, the original owner had heavy menstruation.
Because I couldn't bear to use the extra-long sanitary napkin, my pants were dyed red in PE class, and I was deliberately pointed at and laughed at by my classmates who were bribed by Sun Meifang.
It was Cheng Yun who passed by while playing basketball and covered her butt with her coat.
I also bought her sanitary napkins and brown sugar pearl milk tea.
It's actually not a big deal.
But in the heart of the original owner, he was a hero who fell from the sky, one of the few rays of light in her gloomy youth.
Later, Cheng Yun, who was in his third year of high school, graduated quickly, and the excitement of youth ended without any problem.
Unexpectedly, many years later, the two of them would meet here.
Cheng Yun looked her over from head to toe and joked with a smile, "Thank God, you finally recognized me. I thought you would no longer recognize me as an old classmate now that you have become more beautiful and rich."
Song Yutang's principle is to be kind to others.
Especially since this person was kind to the original owner.
She also laughed, "Stop teasing me. Too many things have happened in the past few years, and you have also become a male. I didn't recognize it for a while."
Cheng Yun spread his hands. "You are the real female transformation. If I weren't so impressed by you, I wouldn't have recognized you at all."
Impressed?
Does it mean menstruation?
Song Yutang, who came from ancient times, was somewhat ashamed and his face turned red. "Thank you for what happened back then."
Cheng Yun quickly stopped. "Hey, hey, how can you still remember such a small thing after so many years? Besides, we are all adults now, there is no need to be ashamed of menstruation, right?"
Song Yutang is still a little uncomfortable, but he reaches out and doesn't hit the smiling person.
The two of them chatted casually.
However, she always kept her married status in mind and answered appropriately without being rude.
At the same time, Jiang Muyan, who had already entered the box first, signed the last document in his hand.
He closed the pen cap and pushed the stack of documents he had sorted out in front of Gu Zheng: "You're doing a great job. I'm relieved that you're here in the company."
Gu Zheng slumped into the sofa as if he had been cramped, and sighed, "Please come back quickly, I'm worried. I have to take care of everything myself recently, and external social interactions are okay, especially the technical aspect, which I can't handle at all. Look at my dewy face, it's all shriveled up. If this continues, no girl will be willing to fall in love with me."
Jiang Muyan raised her eyes and glanced at him. "Talk less about love, be careful of kidney failure."
Gu Zheng immediately jumped up from the sofa. "Don't spread rumors and slander me. I've always been careless when it comes to relationships. If you want to lose, it's your fault, you bastard."
Jiang Muyan crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa gracefully. "I am a vegetable."
Gu Zheng really wants to cry, "How long do you want plants?"
Jiang Muyan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, with a dark look in his eyes. "It's almost time. I have found relevant account clues about my good uncle and his son using a leather bag company to transfer assets overseas. Recently, the old man was Song Yutang PUA has been miserable, and I have gradually developed a grudge against them. As long as I can find evidence that they are harming the company, and Song Yutang helps PUA, driving them out of the company will be just around the corner."
Gu Zheng's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but joke, "So, my sister-in-law is really helpful? A husband is a good wife and a good wife."
Jiang Muyan's tone suddenly became darker. "Sister-in-law is just sister-in-law, how can there be such thing as younger sister-in-law?"
Gu Zheng spread his hands. "My sister-in-law is five years younger than us, isn't she my sister-in-law?"
Jiang Muyan's eyes became serious. "Song Yutang is the wife of my Mingming medium. If you want to recognize me as your brother, she will be your sister-in-law. There is no such thing as a sister-in-law or a sister-in-law."
In the circle of the rich second generation, many people like to have lovers outside.
Brothers often tacitly refer to outsiders as sister-in-law.
They shout respectfully, but when they talk in private, they are full of humiliating and filthy words.
Song Yutang is his serious wife, and he doesn't want anyone to call her with that contemptuous title.
Gu Zheng was stunned for a moment, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then opened the window to get some air.
The wind coming in from the window carried the noise downstairs. He gave Jiang Muyan a meaningful look. "Brother, are you serious?"
Jiang Muyan's expression softened unconsciously. "Yes. She is very good."
Gu Zheng suddenly became happy and winked at him. "How miserable you are. A smart, gentle, beautiful and beautiful woman like my sister-in-law is indispensable for having a lot of people around her."
Jiang Muyan looked away and gave him a neutral look. "If you spread rumors again, I will go to your house to find your brother tomorrow."
Gu Zheng trembled in fright and quickly pointed to the showroom downstairs. "You're not spreading rumors. Look, it's over there."
Jiang Muyan followed his line of sight and looked over.
In the showroom downstairs, Song Yutang was standing face to face with a young man.
Her eyebrows were gentle, her smile was as bright as a flower, and her whole person seemed to be glowing.
The man also smiled happily.
The two of them were quite close to each other, and they seemed to be chatting very enthusiastically.
Jiang Muyan squinted his eyes and stayed on the man's face for a moment. "This man looks familiar."
Gu Zheng gloated and patted him on the shoulder. "Doesn't it look familiar? That's my sister-in-law's white moonlight cinnabar mole, the only glimmer of light in her gloomy youth."