Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 365: The Mother of the Bomen Raises Her Stepson 32

The remaining princes were either young or had some physical defects.

There is no way. There are no sugar pills in this world, and even the royal family cannot avoid polio.

Sirong thought about it for a long time but still couldn't find a big one among these princes.

How should I put it, among the royal family members of this generation, the eldest princess is relatively normal. I don’t know if she is interested in becoming an empress or something.

If you can’t find it, then don’t look for it for now. Sirong thinks that things like this should be taken slowly.

I'll go back to the eldest princess's house, ask for a cup of tea, and find out what she thinks.

It is necessary to take a two-pronged approach, so let’s start with the Huangshang family.

The main reason is that it is close. The fat boy from the Xie family and his mother are in Beijing during this period.

Thinking of this, Sirong asked someone to send an invitation to the Xie family, wanting to visit them tomorrow.

The next day, when Sirong arrived at Xie's house, Xie Xiaopang was already waiting at the gate.

Si Rong took Xie Xiaopang's hand and got off the carriage. She placed her fingertips on his wrist and raised her brows slightly: "You've gained weight again."

The little fat boy suddenly made a bitter face: "Auntie, I am strong!"

"Strong?" Si Rong chuckled, her fingertips tapping the jade pendant dangling from his waist. "Your belt was made for you by your mother during the Chinese New Year, right? Let me see why it's a little short."

The little fat boy's ears turned red and he stammered and couldn't say a word.

"aunt!!!"

Sirong smiled and didn't make things difficult for him. She walked towards the mansion.

Passing through the screen wall, I could see Madam Xie standing at the second gate's hanging flower gate from afar. She was wearing an indigo-colored jacket and skirt, with only a white magnolia hairpin in her hair. She looked plain yet elegant.

"Oh my!" Mrs. Xie came forward and took her hand affectionately. "I've been waiting for you to come."

Sirong patted the back of her hand: "Why, do you miss me?"

"Isn't it?" Mrs. Xie glared at her in disapproval. "The new tea we promised you last time is waiting for you to come."

The two of them walked in chatting and laughing, and Xie Xiaopang followed behind, interjecting from time to time.

Entering the flower hall, the maids had already prepared tea and snacks. Madam Xie personally held the kettle, poured a cup and handed it to Si Sirong: "Try it, it's the newly arrived Yunwu."

Sirong took the teacup, sniffed the tea, and her eyes flickered: "This year's new tea?"

"Isn't it?" Mrs. Xie said with a smile, "I saved it especially for you. If you don't come over in the next two days, I'm going to have my brat deliver it to you."

Mrs. Xie drank her tea and did not forget to roll her eyes at her silly son.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the two sisters sent the fat boy away. The two sisters hadn't seen each other for a while, so naturally they had to talk about some personal matters.

Mrs. Xie heard about Sirong's divorce request some time ago.

But at that time, she was in Jiangnan, and it was too late for her to rush back.

What's more, even if they came back, they couldn't help much.

Their family was a merchant family. Even though they were rich, they couldn't even wear a proper silk coat. If you really compare them, even a farmer would have a higher status than them.

If Sirong is short of money, they can help, but they are really powerless against the Earl's Mansion.

Seeing her son walk away, Mrs. Xie lowered her voice and said, "When I heard you wanted to divorce me, I was so anxious that I wrote a letter overnight, but the flood in the south of the Yangtze River had cut off all the post stations."

Sirong chuckled, fiddling with the teacup with her fingertips: "It's okay, I planned this all along."

"Calculation?" Mrs. Xie was stunned. "You mean..."

Sirong also lowered her voice and told Mrs. Xie what had happened to her during this period. Mrs. Xie was amazed.

At the last moment, Sirong told Mrs. Xie the purpose of her visit today.

At this point in time, Xie Xiaopang has just met the heroine, so it is still not too late to intervene.

Sirong carefully studied what the heroine relied on to attract these people.

After summarizing, I think it makes sense.

To be able to become the heroine of a book, she must have some shining points and deserve recognition.

Just like the heroine, she is not a time traveler, but she has some qualities that women of this era do not have.

It’s not that she is rebellious, she does have some characteristics of a modern woman.

Fresh, bold, and more like a living person.

Sirong tapped the tea table lightly with her fingertips, lowering her voice even more: "I've thought about it carefully, and there is indeed something different about the girl from the Su family."

Mrs. Xie leaned forward. "What do you mean?"

"She's not as reserved as the average young lady." Sirong's eyes flashed with a sharpness. "She dares to ride a horse and shoot arrows, can discuss poetry and politics, and even has a good understanding of the ways of business. Such a woman is indeed rare in the capital."

Mrs. Xie was thoughtful: "No wonder my brat runs away every day."

"Not just Xiaopang." Sirong sneered, "The Third Prince, the young general of the Pei family, and even the talented scholar from Jiangnan, all look upon her with a different eye."

"This..." Mrs. Xie took a breath, "Could it be that she knows some kind of witchcraft?"

Si Rong shook her head. "It's not magic, it's skill." She paused. "She knows how to cater to the needs of others. When the Third Prince loves power, she discusses the political situation; when General Pei is a martial artist, she discusses military strategy; and as for a pure and innocent boy like our Xiaopang..."

"She pretends to be naive yet intelligent and charming." Mrs. Xie suddenly realized what was going on and slammed the table in anger, "What a scheming girl!"

"No, absolutely not!!!" Mrs. Xie slammed the table, and the teacups made a clanging sound.

Mrs. Xie was able to firmly control the trade routes of Jiangnan in her own hands. She was no ordinary woman in a secluded house. With just a few words of advice from Sirong, she had already seen the crisis of their Xie family.

The woman who has connections with both the prince and the general's mansion fell in love with their brat, definitely not because of his fat body.

Sirong patted Mrs. Xie's hand soothingly: "Our little fat boy has a kind heart..."

"Pure kindness is useless!" Mrs. Xie cursed. "In this world where people are eaten without leaving any bones, pure kindness is just asking for death!"

She suddenly stopped and turned to stare at Sirong: "Sister, tell me the truth, have you thought of a way to break the deadlock?"

"Don't be impatient. Sit down first and we'll talk slowly." Si Rong pushed Mrs. Xie onto the chair and began to slowly express her thoughts.

"It's not our little Fatty's fault. The kids are all grown up. It's normal for them to be attracted to someone they love when they meet them."

"Hey!"

Mrs. Xie sighed, "The family has long arranged for him to have a concubine, but he didn't use her. I was even worried that the brat might have some health problem, but who would have thought..."

Mrs. Xie was pushed back into the chair, still feeling a little restless, twisting her handkerchief tightly with her fingers. "Sister, please tell me quickly, what good solution do you have?"