The eldest princess asked the Ministry of Industry to build a courtyard for Song Ziqing's personal use, it was rare for the eldest princess to make a request, and the officials of the Ministry of Industry naturally did not dare to be sloppy, and sent the carefully drawn drawings to the eldest princess's mansion in a few days, the eldest princess felt very satisfied, and was worried that her son would not like it, so she sent it to Song Ziqing for him to see. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the maid sent it over, Song Ziqing was not in the house, so the maidservant gave the drawings to the daughter-in-law in charge of Song Ziqing's yard, "Aunt Chun, this is sent by Her Royal Highness the princess to the slave maid, and it is the drawings of the new house sent by the Ministry of Industry for the young master's personal use, let the young master see it, if there is anything unsatisfactory, let the Ministry of Industry change it!"

Chun'er, who had already combed the woman's bun, took the drawings and glanced at them, although she didn't understand it very well, but just by looking at it, she could see that the yard was huge, and the courtyard of the three entrances also had a small garden, which was several times larger than the current courtyard.

"The young master just went out with the second son of Min, and when the young master comes back, I will show it to the young master, and after the young master has seen it, I will ask people to attach the drawings and the young master's opinions together and send them to the princess!"

The handmaid smiled and thanked her and left.

The young master is about to get married...... She has been stunned since she came down from the holy decree, and she only sobered up a little when she looked at the drawings in her hand, the young master is really going to get married......

Chun'er squeezed the drawing's hand, and the soft proclamation immediately wrinkled into a wrinkle.

"Sister-in-law, I just washed all the tea utensils, and they are clean!" a lively voice sounded.

Chun'er came back to her senses, gently smoothed the folds on the paper, and then said to the owner of the voice, "Xiuxiu, don't call me sister-in-law when you are on an errand in the future, lest others exclude you in private!"

Xiuxiu was a little aggrieved, and said in a muffled voice, "I know, Aunt Chun!"

Song Ziqing was pressed out of the door by Min Jianlin on the charge of "heavy sex and light friends", and after walking far away, Min Jianlin was still counting Song Ziqing's crimes, "How many times have I asked you to get married? I can't remember, can I? Let me tell you, counting this time, it will be ten times! How many times have you been out? Not counting this time, you haven't responded once! If you are really busy, I will spare you, but what about you? What are you doing?"

Hmm, what is he doing?

"Ink making, painting, do you have any opinions?"

Min Jianlin was dumbfounded and said, "Uh...... When did you have such a ...... Such a noble hobby?"

Song Ziqing smiled slightly, "Recently!"

Min Jianlin scratched his head, "The tile spur should be more honest in the past few years, there is no fighting, and it is good to cultivate some interest! It's boring to stay in Beijing!"

Min Jianlin seemed to have misunderstood him, and Song Ziqing didn't intend to explain, "Didn't you say that you also made an appointment with Ah Shen and Zheng Yingqing?"

"That's right, I haven't seen Zheng Yingqing for a long time, and he hasn't seen him several times, if he doesn't move out of you and Ah Shen this time, he's afraid he won't come!"

Speaking of this, Song Ziqing also remembered that he hadn't seen Zheng Yingqing for a long time, so naturally Zheng Yingqing was going to harass him or Min Jianlin every once in a while, why hasn't there been any news recently?

Zheng Yingqing, who was still a chic and dignified son before, actually had a feeling of being a little bit of a pinch, and the cynicism in his eyes disappeared, and his peach blossom eyes were stained with a little sorrow.

Song Ziqing smacked his tongue, "Why have you lost so much weight?"

Zheng Yingqing spread out in the circle chair and did not move, and said, "Sick!"

"Sick?" Min Jianlin leaned over and looked at his face, which was indeed a little sallow.

Zheng Yingqing said "hmm" and didn't say anything more.

Today, Zheng Yingqing is really a little too abnormal, Min Jianlin thought about it carefully and whispered to Song Ziqing, "Last year, the Zheng family went to visit the Fang family, but was rejected by the Fang family.

He quietly pointed at Zheng Yingqing again, "Was he stimulated by this?" At the end, he muttered to himself, "Lovesickness is also a disease, right?"

Song Ziqing looked at Zheng Yingqing as if he was about to die, and his brows furrowed and wrinkled.

"I'm sorry, I'm late! I've kept you waiting, but I promise you're waiting!" Yao Qishen pushed the door in, and raised a food box in his hand, "This is a wine cake made by the new chef in the house, the craftsmanship is very good, bring it to you to taste!"

As soon as he heard that there was something to eat, Min Jianlin came to his senses, took the food box from Yao Qishen's hand, and as soon as he opened it, he smelled a tempting aroma of wine, and immediately ate a piece first, and praised it after eating, "It's delicious, you guys come and taste it too!"

Song Ziqing sandwiched a piece, but he didn't expect Zheng Yingqing to also eat a piece.

Min Jianlin was shocked again, "Don't you never eat anything outside......" After being stunned, he found that the little guy who was not in a hurry with Zheng Yingqing before was gone.

Zheng Yingqing silently finished eating and put down the chopsticks, and said lightly, "My appetite has not been good recently, and my mother no longer restricts my taste, just follow my heart!"

Today, Zheng Yingqing is unusual, Min Jianlin feels weird, he is a person who talks a lot, there are usually Zheng Yingqing gags on the side, I just think it's funny, now he is listless, and he rarely says, Min Jianlin has no response after talking alone for a long time, and suddenly feels that it is really a lot less fun, fortunately, there is Yao Qishen, now Yao Qishen is getting older, and his temperament is more lively than when he was a child, and occasionally he can fight a few words by himself, and finally talk to comfort Min Jianlin's lonely heart.

In the past, when they gathered, they usually had dinner and mostly rode horses and played or something, but today Zheng Yingqing proposed, "Let's go to the play! There is a corner of a teahouse with a good voice, I go to his field every day!"

It was rare for Zheng Yingqing to make a request, and everyone obeyed.

It's just that Min Jianlin really couldn't bear to listen to it, and when he saw that Yao Qishen on the side was also bored peeling melon seeds, he made an excuse to pull Yao Qishen away and dumped Zheng Yingqing to Song Ziqing.

was still singing hoarsely on stage, but Zheng Yingqing's eyes were wandering, and his thoughts didn't know where he was wandering, and suddenly a singing sentence on the stage brought him back to his senses.

"Jeong-hee, you listen to this sentence 'Ask what is the love in the world, only let people promise life and death', it's really good......!

Song Ziqing said lightly, "I prefer 'the flowers on the branches can bloom for a few days, and life in the world can be geometric', life is short, what should be forgotten must be forgotten, and what should be put down must be put down!"

"Let go of ......" Zheng Yingqing muttered, he also wanted to let go, but he just couldn't let go!"What if you forget? What if you don't forget? What if you let go?"

Song Ziqing looked at Zheng Yingqing's decadent appearance, and said earnestly, "It's just to increase your troubles! You forget and forget, let go or not, it's you who tortures yourself, why bother to get along with yourself? We have been brothers for many years, I hope you can cheer up as soon as possible!"

"Jung-hee, you don't understand ......"

Do you not understand, or do you pretend not to understand when you understand?