"It's not that serious, is it?" Song Rumu was stunned when she heard this, but it was not impossible to think about it, so she didn't say anything, and only found a clean and shady place with Song Nianzhi, sitting side by side like when she was a child, and analyzing what this news meant.

After listening to her sister's advice about Lu Yixuan, Song Nianzhi smiled imperceptibly, and slowly analyzed the possibility of things to her sister.

According to Song Nianzhi's analysis, eighty percent of the emperor wanted to indirectly ease the relationship between Song Han and the crown prince through this matter. Another thing is for sure, if he Song Nianzhi is really as smart as rumored outside, if nothing else, after the prince ascends the throne, Song Nianzhi will definitely become the prince's humerus minister. After all, no matter how difficult it is to read with the prince in Lu Yixuan's mouth, the glorious future as a prince's companion is directly proportional to the difficulties and dangers of the present. But Song Nianzhi, who had analyzed the possibility of the matter, wanted to speak and stopped talking like Lu Yixuan, opened his mouth a few times, but finally changed the topic, and finally only smiled at Song Rumu: "Hehe...... So my sister doesn't need to worry about me, and I don't need to ask Brother Xuan to help me dredge anything. My sister has grown up with faith, and she can think about a lot of things, and she can face a lot of things alone. ”

Spring went to autumn, and the twelve-year-old boy Song Nianzhi, like all children in the world, stubbornly said to the people who cared about him the most, "I have grown up to the point where I can wave my wings alone and fly freely in the sky."

Relieved and full of sadness, Song Rumu's mind was occupied, even if she had known that one day the little guy she had cared for since childhood would grow up and leave, but she didn't expect that the little guy would dare to scream and leave her without a little psychological preparation.

Grabbing the hands that he had been accustomed to holding since he was a child, a pair of big hands that slowly changed from baby fat to slender and powerful, Song Rumu said hatefully: "I'm not worried about you, who is worried about you?" Even if you have grown up, you will always be my younger brother, and since you are a younger brother, you have to listen to your sister. Have you forgotten what your sister said to you when she was a child? We are two people together, not alone......"

Song Nianzhi laughed "poof", a good-looking brow. From the tight wrinkles on the banquet to the current full stretch, Hanxiao gently put her head on her sister Song Rumu's knees to avoid her sister's half-annoyed eyes, and only after a while did she stop her body trembling from laughter, and said in an almost vague voice: "Hmm." Nianzhi will always be my sister's Nianzhi, and we will never be separated...... Never! ”

Song Rumu also smiled, hugged the younger brother in her arms, and nodded: "Hmm! We are a family and no one can separate us. ”

From the sunset to the moon. After Song Han went home to freshen up, he heard his daughter Song Rumu talk about it urgently, Song Han smiled and said that he already knew about it, but he didn't think there was anything to worry about. According to Song Han's understanding, after the prince came out of the ancestral temple for a year, he has been much gentler in terms of temperament and behavior, and he has been courteous when he saw Song Han several times, and he has more respect than other adults.

Song Han thought that this was the beginning of a good phenomenon, which showed that the crown prince was not abandoned in the year of the temple. As for other views, they are somewhat similar to Song Nianzhi's analysis of this matter in the afternoon. In addition, Song Han hoped that Song Nianzhi would be in the palace after entering the palace. Don't play with the prince like other companions, you must learn how to persuade the prince to study hard and make progress every day, especially if the prince goes out of the palace again, Song Nianzhi must admonish the prince to love and protect the people.

After the analysis, Song Han got up and came to the window, and the sound of pushing open the window accidentally alarmed the sound of frogs chirping on a summer night. Quietly watching the crescent moon bending in the sky, after a long time, Song Han said slowly: "By the side of such a prince, Wu Youyixuan and Wen Youyou will miss it." As long as you both set an example. The prince will eventually gradually rein in his temperament and learn how to become a generation of Ming monarchs. And if you brothers and sisters really do this, you can assist the prince with peace of mind, and you will become a romantic figure in my dynasty in the future. Leave a great name in the annals of our dynasty"

"The son understands, the son respects his father's order" Song Nianzhi responded excitedly when he heard this, but Song Rumu asked with a sad face: "Does Daddy want my younger brother to be the same as you in the future, and also be a thorn in the side of this Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs?" ”

"Haha...... Why not? As a father, I also expect you to marry the imperial history in the future, so our imperial history family is not in vain! Hearing this, Song Han laughed and said.

There is a royal father in this family, which is enough for Song Rumu to have a headache. If Song Nianzhi accidentally makes the imperial history one day, he will add a son-in-law of the imperial history in the future! Song Rumu suddenly felt that she couldn't live her life in the future. Song Rumu, who was afraid of it again and again, could only object desperately: "Daddy, my daughter doesn't follow!" Daughter doesn't follow! ”

After listening to the reasons for his daughter's strong opposition, Song Han smiled dumbly and said: "Okay, well, since Mu'er doesn't like Yushi, then Ming'er will be a father to reject the good intentions of those adults in the Yushi Terrace, anyway, you are still young, and you are reluctant to say this now as a father", after finishing speaking, Song Han naturally mentioned something to Song Rumu, saying that in the past few days, several adults in the Yushi Terrace have intentionally proposed to Song Rumu on behalf of their son, and asked Song Rumu if he has a fancy for the son of a certain adult's family?

"Daddy...... Can you please not be joking! Looking at Song Han, the father who dreamed of having a son-in-law of the imperial history, and then looked at his younger brother Song Nianzhi who pinned his head out of the window, and remembered Lu Yixuan's desire to speak again and again during the day, then he realized that in this era, thirteen years old has really reached the age of talking about marriage.

Song Han looked at the sky and laughed, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

A few days later, the gossip that Song Nianzhi entered the palace as the prince's companion was confirmed in the form of a holy decree. And with the confirmation of the news, as Song Nianzhi began to enter the palace every day to accompany him, as the prince of the East Palace not only did not do anything to Song Nianzhi, but succeeded Lu Yixuan, Song Nianzhi became the prince's sworn friend. The threshold of the Imperial History Mansion is sure to be trampled by the people of various factions.

The reason doesn't need to be thought about, it will definitely not be because Song Rumu's heavenly appearance was known to the outside world, and it is definitely not Song Rumu's way of running a family that was discovered and appreciated by the ladies of various families. After all, Song Rumu's small range of friends is not large, and the past three years in Beijing have been really in-depth and simple, it can be said that in addition to many officials in Yushitai, there are not many people who know Song Rumu outside.

mentioned the enthusiasm of his relatives, so that Song Rumu finally understood what Lu Yixuan and Song Nianzhi wanted to say and stopped, that is, after Song Han's status slowly stabilized and slowly faded out of everyone's sight, Song Nianzhi's entry into the palace made the Song family enter the visual center of everyone again.

And today, three years later, everyone suddenly woke up through the twelve-year-old Song Nianzhi. Song Han, who does not eat oil and salt, in addition to having a smart and unparalleled son, also has a daughter who is unknown to everyone in the boudoir, it is said that this daughter named Song Rumu is thirteen years old this year, so in two or three years, it seems that she will reach the age of talking about marriage.

Perhaps with the idea of "striking first", everyone didn't care to inquire about what Song Rumu looked like, so they came to the Yushi Mansion and proposed to Song Han on behalf of their sons, grandsons, nephews, and nephews.

It is not known that the joke a few months ago made Song Han occasionally understand his attitude towards his daughter's marriage. Thinking of his marriage back then, Song Han thought in his heart that if it wasn't for his daughter's own liking, he would never consider it; Even if his daughter likes it, he must make sure that his daughter will not be wronged and neglected in the slightest, so as to live up to their fate in this life.

It was in this mood that not to mention the many adults who did not interact much with the DPRK and China in the past, and even the officials who were familiar with Song Han in Yushi Taizhong were all rejected by Song Han because his daughter was young and not old enough to talk about this matter.

Song Han's attitude made everyone feel embarrassed, and they all secretly said that they had lost a great opportunity, and they all mustered up their energy, preparing to come to this Imperial History Mansion on time in two years, and see what reason Song Han would refuse them when he arrived?

Of course, the premise of these thoughts is that two years later, Song Han can still be firmly in the position of this imperial doctor, and Song Nianzhi is also a sworn friend of the future king, the prince.

In this way, after a period of time, the Imperial History Mansion has to receive several adults who act as matchmakers every day, and it slowly returns to its former calm.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but only the gatekeeper of the Imperial History Mansion, from jumping around every day without touching the ground to report the news, to now watching the snowflakes fall every day and cover the steps in front of the door, so bored that they want to go crazy.

It's no wonder that the little guy wants to go crazy, few people in the Imperial History Mansion dare to come, and it's just a habit in the past, but after getting used to the excitement of the day, plus listening to a lot of sycophants, this suddenly quieted down, how can people not be crazy? What's even more crazy is that for months, Xiao Luzi, who patronized the tea stall in front of his door every day, is gone.

"One, two, three, four......"

"One hundred, two hundred, three hundred......"

Just when the little guy guarding the door was counting the snowflakes falling in the sky like a deep resentful woman, Lao Jiangtou, who was guarding the door with him, suddenly pushed the little guy and said, "What are you muttering?" Didn't you see that the young master's carriage had arrived? Hurry up and get off the threshold......"

The little guy suddenly came back to his senses, looked into the distance, and sure enough, he saw the carriage that the young master rode in every day, accompanied by the shouts of the coachman stepping on the snow. After Lao Jiangtou reminded him, he saw Lao Jiangtou turn around to get the oil-paper umbrella, and the little guy didn't wait for Lao Jiangtou to speak again, so he hurriedly got up and ran to open the side door and took off the knee-high threshold.

The two of them just finished their work, and the carriage just arrived, and the coachman jumped off the carriage regardless of the snow on his body, and after setting up the stool for getting off, he said respectfully: "I respectfully ask the young master to get off the car ......" (to be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )