After Song Han reminded Song Rumu, it suddenly occurred to me that in this era, selling things that the Son of Heaven could not eat at the feet of the Son of Heaven was tantamount to provoking the dignity of the emperor and leaving Song Han, who was in Beijing to be rewarded, to be attacked by others.

Although it is a pity that so many sky-high things cannot be turned into money, Song Rumu thought that even if he couldn't sell them for money, he could give them to others as gifts, and it was a big deal to give them all to the emperor's old man alone! So in Song Rumu's eyes, these are really not big problems. After all, their family is used to living a frugal life, and if Song Han stays in Beijing after entering Beijing, she doesn't know, but if she is released to be an official, she will have an official residence and official servants to serve, and it won't cost much money at all. If Song Han didn't have a flood of love that month, just with Song Han's salary, there would be a little surplus every month, plus Yan Shuiji in Fuyang Villa. After Song Rumu lost here, he was particularly looking forward to the creation of this business Zhengtai in the next two years.

Song Rumu didn't feel uncomfortable, but from the idea of going to Beijing to make a fortune, to thinking about how to make those teas give full play to their original value, so that they would not hold the treasure and be useless at all.

Unlike Song Rumu's regret that she couldn't make a fortune, Song Han knew that her daughter was almost so busy some time ago that her feet didn't touch the ground for these teas, if it weren't for her daughter's homework and female popularity, and her daughter's daily interest, he couldn't bear to stop it, and even looked forward to seeing what kind of flowers his daughter could be busy with.

As a result, when he tasted the so-called "Sheqian Tea" brewed by his daughter Song Rumu with mountain spring water, Song Han smiled secretly, happy for his daughter's magic, for his daughter's talent, and for his daughter to be really busy with a flower. But after learning his daughter's purpose, Song Han, who was thinking calmly, still poured a basin of cold water on his daughter, that is, this tea cannot be sold.

After pouring cold water, seeing that her daughter fell silent for a long time and didn't say a word, Song Han thought that her daughter felt that all the previous efforts were in vain, so she became depressed. Inevitably, her daughter was hit. Song Han took another sip of the fragrant Sheqian tea, and asked softly, "What?" Mu'er is reluctant to let her father eat so much good tea alone? ”

"Ah, Daddy knows that's not what people think. My father taught us that money is something outside of the body, and enough is enough. How could a daughter be greedy for that much? Listening to Song Han's words with a faint smile, Song Rumu hurriedly defended.

When Song Han and Mo Zhiyao on the other side laughed together, Song Rumu realized that her father was afraid that she would be upset, so he teased her with words that made fun of her! So Song Rumu, who wanted Song Han to know that she was not sad, snorted and said with a wicked smile: "Hehe...... Daddy. It's not that the daughter is reluctant to let you eat so much tea, but it's that although the father-in-law said that you can drink tea, you can't drink too much. The number of three cups of tea a day is also set by yourself, why talk about your daughter now. Isn't it Uncle Mo? ”

"Haha...... Yes, yes, big brother, this is your mistake" Facing Song Han and Song Rumu's father and daughter's nonsense, coupled with Song Rumu's naughty grimace, Mo Zhiyao laughed and nodded. Angry, Song Han put the teacup on the table and glared: "When did the second brother become the grass on the wall?" ”

"Hmph...... Helping your niece is also a wall-to-wall grass? Woo~~ Big brother, you bullied the younger brother for not studying" Regardless of his identity as an elder, Mo Zhiyao, who was full of playfulness, learned from Song Rumu. "Hum" to the eldest brother Song Hanjiao in a sneering tone.

“……”

Song Han was speechless, his heart was warm and sweet when his daughter was coquettish. But this honest sworn brother spoiled him on weekdays, it was no less than being struck by a shocking thunder, which scorched Song Han on the outside and tender on the inside, plus crispy and soft.

"Haha......" Seeing that Song Han was dumbfounded, only his facial muscles trembled occasionally, Mo Zhiyao, Song Rumu, Cha Yu and others all laughed loudly, and they almost laughed until tears soared and they fainted.

Song Han, who was speechless by Mo Zhiyao's funny appearance, blew his beard and glared at him, secretly sighing who told him to indulge everyone too much on weekdays. As a result, no one seems to be afraid of him now. On the other hand, her daughter, because she started to take care of the house at a young age, and Mama Song cheered from time to time on the side, her little face could scare a lot of people.

Song Han sighed. Inevitably, he was infected by everyone, and soon came back to his senses from the thunder, and laughed with his daughter and brother-in-law.

Just when everyone was laughing, Song Nianzhi, who was so warm in his room that he forgot the time, walked in, and when he saw this scene, he also understood that he was afraid that it was his sister and Uncle Mo who were teaming up to tease his father Song Han. Song Nianzhi, who was covered with the fragrance of books and had not yet dissipated. glanced at his father very sympathetically, then sat down beside his sister with a smile, picked up his sister's teacup and drank it.

It is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, and when Song Rumu and others laugh enough, the sky is already a little late, and the sunset on the horizon seems to be not enough after dyeing the whole earth golden yellow, and after several efforts to penetrate into the cabin from the open window, all the people who are laughing will be dyed with a faint warm color, declaring that it is also very happy.

Everyone bathed in the sunset sun, perhaps because they laughed too hard, unconsciously felt a little hungry. At Mo Zhiyao's suggestion, Song Rumu continued to cook food for everyone today, so as not to waste all kinds of ingredients prepared before boarding the ship. But Song Han grabbed his daughter distressedly, and hummed to everyone with a rare majestic expression: "Whoever eats will do it, my Song Han's baby daughter is not the mother-in-law who cooks for you." ”

Song Han was so eager to protect his daughter, which caused Mo Zhiyao and others to sigh "tsk", complaining that Song Rumu didn't do it himself, just stood aside and commanded others.

In this way, Song Han also refused to agree, and Song Nianzhi temporarily defected to help his father and sister, Mo Zhiyao, who was alone, couldn't do it in the end, so he had to let Song Xiaosi go to the kitchen and order the meal.

When eating, Mo Zhiyao turned his grief and anger into appetite, and after eating a four-legged to the sky, he slowly moved back to the room to sleep, and dreamed that his wife Lushan added a daughter to him, which was better than Song Han's daughter Song Rumu's cooking, and he also pulled his daughter to hum to everyone one day: "Go and go, if you want to eat, find someone else to do it, don't use my daughter as a cooking mother-in-law."

Not to mention that Mo Zhiyao woke up and found out that it was the loss of Huangliang after a dream, he went all the way north here, looking at the customs and customs along the north and south of the river, and Song Rumu was speechless about the country's size, poverty, and disparity between the rich and the poor. The kind of low earthen houses and the lack of food and clothing that the people in the north are accustomed to living in made Song Rumu, who had seen the ancestral house of the Song family, sigh that "Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road", which is not an exaggeration.

Although after can't help but compare it with the hometown where she lived in her previous life, Song Rumu couldn't help but feel a kind of anger and emotion. As a common man and a pseudo-Lori, she thinks that she lives in an era where the strength and wealth of the country do not depend on anything else, but on whether they have a wise monarch. As the saying goes, if the minister is clear, the place will be prosperous, and if the king is clear, the country will be prosperous. But even if she understands again, what can she do as the daughter of an ordinary official on "paid leave"? I'm afraid that even his father Song Han can only sigh with joy, right?

The only thing she thought of now was that all she could do now was to look forward to the birth of a wise and great emperor in a certain year and month, just like all the people, and save the people from fire and water. But do these have anything to do with Song Rumu? The answer is that it seems that no, she eats her food, she earns her money, and uses the money she earns to benefit those who can benefit her, pray for her father, and she has no power or right to intervene in those tragic things.

Song Rumu was angry, generous, and angry, but the moment she saw Kyoto appear in front of her, she was still as excited as everyone else.

On the tall and majestic ancient city gate, the four big characters of "Huangfu Heavenly Dynasty" are resolutely molded with gold, which exudes dazzling light and shocking momentum in the sun; The mighty walls that stretch for miles and have no end in sight, like a great wall of steel forged by thousands of soldiers, divide the inside and outside into two worlds, and the moat that flows slowly around the walls proclaims to everyone that although the people are poor, the land of Kyoto, which symbolizes the majesty of the country, is only 100 points stronger than any other country, not half a point weaker.

With excitement and the disappointment that Lu Yixuan did not come to greet them, Song Rumu and Song Nian said goodbye and lived in the Kyoto Post House with Song Han. It wasn't until after living in the post house and seeing the overcrowded alternate officials in the post house that Song Rumu realized his father Song Han's reward, and he was afraid that he would not come down for a while.

Sure enough, in the next half month, whenever Song Han took Mo Zhiyao to the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Rites to inquire separately, he would be told that there was no idle official position recently, and even the matter of meeting the emperor before to listen to the reward was also deduced to wait until a month later, after the emperor returned from a vacation in the palace, it could not be arranged.

In fact, Song Han knew that these were all prevarications, this lukewarm day, what kind of vacation did the emperor go on? At most, it is only a few days to stay in the palace, why not a month.

Song Rumu saw that Song Han acted indifferent every time he came back, and she also understood that according to Song Han's temperament, she would not take the initiative to find Lu Yixuan's grandfather Lu Batian for help, so she and Mama Song were mentally prepared for a long-term and protracted battle early on.

The so-called protracted war is a long stream of water. When the families of other backup officials go shopping every day, their families, young and old, except for Song Han, all stay in the post house, Song Mama teaches Yan Xiaoji and Chayu and others to be popular, Song Rumu and Song Nianzhi obediently study, practice, learn chess, and eat everything they eat on weekdays are in the post house, except for some small rewards, it can be said that they almost don't have to spend any money.

As time passed, Song Han also lost his patience, and he ran into a wall when he went out every day anyway, so he only stayed in the post house to read and write, waiting for the emperor to summon him to meet him, and he wanted to see what excuses they would take to come out after the moon.

After more than ten days like this, the Song family, who ate the food in the post house until their eyes turned green, on a sunny day, Song Han proposed to visit Kyoto to eat at the restaurant.

The Song family, who rented a carriage from the post house and were happily preparing to visit Kyoto, had not yet galloped out of the post house, and a post house soldier came to report: "There is a person who claims to be the second brother of Song Han in front of the door who asks to see him." (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )