Song Rumu took Xuanling to Chunhui Hall, where the maids and women took off their cloaks, replaced their clogs, and carefully cleaned them up, and then entered the house to salute the two old ladies sitting on the fire.

The two old ladies were best friends before they came out of the cabinet, and after they got married, they became concubines, and their relationship was better than that of several other families, and they were easy-going and kind to each other.

The three old ladies of West Street saw that the little girl had a smiling hibiscus face, and the action was elegant and not delicate, and she loved her heart, so she took the initiative to hold the little girl's slightly cool little hand, and sighed with the old lady that time is fleeting, and the children have grown up, but they are all old. When talking about the gift sent by the little girl a few days ago, she couldn't help but smile heartily: "What a careful and thoughtful child, how do you know that my grandmother loves to drink that flower tea?" Oops, that flower tea tastes fragrant but not greasy, I am reluctant to give it to others to drink, and I secretly drink it all day long......"

"You, you, that's Mu Yatou did it herself, if you like it, I'll let her send more to the past......" The old lady smiled and loved to be weird about her age, the girls of their grandchildren on East Street were already few, the old family's Hanyu married the local family, the second family's Ruixi was fortunate to set the eldest princess's mansion, the third family's Rumu is better than the first two, and she is more thoughtful, the matter of Kaichun and Fuyang Mansion has not been reported, as long as you go back to your hometown for this period of time, you can build a good reputation, and the next year will be in time, and the person who proposes the marriage is afraid that it will be able to break through the threshold.

"I can't see that Mu Yatou still has this ability, so I'm relieved, I'll be a generous person when I go back, let them all taste it, and when it's over, my grandmother will take care of you to ask for it......" After the third old lady finished talking to the old woman, she turned to pat Song Rumu's hand.

"Thank you for your grandmother's refusal, since your granddaughter can do it, how can you eat short? Granddaughter, let people go back and get more......" Song Rumu turned around and asked Xuanling to go back and get it herself, Xuanling smiled and bowed and retreated.

The third old lady smiled and looked at Xuanling's departing back, turned to Mrs. Song and smiled: "The good maid you chose for Mu Yatou is not shocked, and she is well-founded, and the last time I sent something to me with Mu Yatou, I looked at her well." Why haven't I seen it before? ”

"I didn't give it, it was her father who found it in Beijing, and he used to serve the master in the palace, and I looked at it and acted steadily and smartly. In other words, the children around Mu Yatou are not bad" Mrs. Song also felt that this maid was different, and she also had the idea of asking her to marry Song Ruixi, but she was afraid that the third child would be unhappy. In case it hurts the mother-son relationship like back then, I will also press this thought in my heart.

"I see. As the old saying goes, if there is a master, there must be a servant, Mu Yatou is upright...... "The third old lady nodded, Mu Yatou did a good job, this maid also knows how to advance and retreat, it can be said that the master and servant are suitable.

The third old lady was satisfied, so she turned the topic to her great-grandson Song Junxiang, who was the great-grandson of the eldest son of Xijie, and his mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him. The next year, his father Song Yelin gave birth to a son, the bride was jealous, and the third old lady was afraid that she would treat her great-grandson poorly, so she put the child by her side and raised it herself.

Now that the child is five years old, it is time to be enlightened, but this child has little to rely on, and the best way out is to take the imperial examination. She thought about it, and she only thought of Song Han on Dongjie, who could make this child have a good start, and it would be up to him to create it in the future. Now I see the granddaughter of the old woman. She had another thought.

"Third sister-in-law, you also know Han'er's body...... Alas...... I'm worried that he will fish for three days and dry the nets for two days, which will delay Junxiang! "Mrs. Song knew that the old lady was thinking, and she wanted the third child to enlighten the child personally. But she was unhappy in her heart, to be honest, in her heart, no one's future was as important as her son's body. When he went to Hangzhou that year, his son was haggard and weak, and this time he almost died of illness in the capital. This made her feel like she was walking on thin ice all the time. She and the old man don't have a few years to live, they are not afraid of anything else, they are afraid that the white-haired person will send the black-haired person.

"It's mine, isn't it......" The third old lady showed a look of pity, this old woman has come to protect her shortcomings, but Junxiang has no mother since she was a child, and she does not invite her stepmother to see, she is old and has no energy, where to find someone who can teach her great-grandson and protect him? The three old ladies thought about it, only Song Han's room on East Street was suitable, as for why? The first is that Song Han's house has a simple population and few troubles, and the second is that Song Han's house has a very high status in the Song family, and basically no one will trouble him.

The thoughts in the hearts of the three old ladies scrolled back and forth, since Song Han can't do it, then retreat to the second, Song Nianzhi can also do it! Song Nianzhi is the uncle of his great-grandson, and it was a smooth chapter to bring his great-grandson with him.

The old lady was speechless for a long time, and it was difficult to choose in her heart, and she wanted to participate in the children's test in the spring, if everything went well, she would be able to participate in the autumn festival, and if she had to raise the name, the spring of the next year would be just around the corner. After pondering for a long time, he said: "Old sister, you are really going to give me problems, you take care of Junxiang, but I have to participate in the children's test in the spring......"

"Am I at a loss? I have to ask my sister for help, Junxiang's biological mother went early, leaving this seedling, and the one who Yelin newly married is a jealous woman, I'm afraid...... I have to take care of Junxiang, don't I? The third old lady said emotionally.

Song Rumu, who was confused, slowly straightened things out, simply put, she couldn't tolerate the original concubine, and the third old lady was worried that her time was running out, and she just wanted to find a backer for this great-grandson. Before and after sorting out the matter, Song Rumu suddenly understood Song Han's original intention of refusing to renew the string, who said that after the Han family left, he didn't love it? If he doesn't love him, how can he refuse to continue because he is worried that the bride will wronged her and Nianzhi?

Father's love is boundless, until the arms of the mountain are hunched.

"This ......" The old lady is really embarrassed, she understands that the old woman is arranging the way back, and she also feels sorry for Junxiang's child, but how can the great-nephew and grandson be the same? When I was embarrassed, I happened to see my granddaughter who changed the hot tea for the two, and I couldn't help but say in my heart: "Old sister, what do you think of Mu girl?" She was enlightened by Han'er with Nianzhi at the beginning, and it was okay to teach Junxiang if she wanted to. Besides, she is Junxiang's cousin, so it's appropriate to take Junxiang with her......"

When the third old lady heard this, the thoughts just now became clearer. Mu Yatou has reached the age of discussing relatives, the same age as Junxiang's little uncle, the woman is outstanding, and the man's family is also good. If the two can really form a good relationship, Mu Yatou first took Junxiang for a year and a half to give birth to feelings, and after getting married, she became Junxiang's own aunt and aunt. The most important thing is that Mu Yatou has his father Song Han behind him. In the inner courtyard of the Song family's back house, whoever sees it will sell her a little face.

It's a pity that Song Rumu doesn't know what the third old lady thinks in her heart, if she knows that there is warmth in her, I'm afraid she will choose Mingzhe to protect herself. And now. She upholds filial piety and her heart, and she has no doubts about her grandmother's request to take care of the poor children in the clan. After all, she had taken Yan Xiaoji in Beijing for a few years, and she didn't feel any trouble at that time, on the contrary. The child's innocence and childlike fun will bring her rare laughter.

In this way, Song Han can concentrate on recuperation, Song Nianzhi can concentrate on preparing for the children's exam, and the child is taken by Song Rumu to be responsible for his daily life and enlightenment, which is really happy.

The old lady was very satisfied that she didn't know the truth, and the third old lady also smiled and said that she would let the child kowtow to his cousin another day, and took off the old jade bracelet in her hand for Song Rumu to wear. I had no choice but to refuse, so I could only accept it in the end.

Fortunately, Xuanling was sensible and brought back a carved orchid wooden box with the tea, which was used to hold the flower tea made by Song Rumu herself. The box is specially customized by Song Rumu to find a time-honored master in Beijing, and the handiwork is excellent, which is rare to see in the small town of Moxian County, and it is very suitable as a complete gift to honor the elders.

The third old lady took the box in her hand and looked at it carefully, like a child who couldn't put it down. The old lady had two carved pine cranes in her hands, which were also brought back by Song Rumu from the capital, and she asked someone to take them out for comparison at the moment. At one time, the two old children were very happy. Song Rumu Wan'er who watched it.

Later, seeing that the two old ladies still had private things to say, Song Rumu took Xuanling out of the house on the grounds of preparing Song Junxiang's residence.

On the way back to the third room. It snowed for more than half a month, and it suddenly stopped!

Song Rumu was not afraid of the cold, the tip of her nose was slightly red and looked up at the snow tree and silver flowers, the wind blew, and the snowflakes on the trees sprinkled on her face like grains of rice, and there were familiar and unfamiliar faces in the capital. Inadvertently swiped in front of your eyes one by one.

The more you want to forget, the more memorable.

Sanjiu is cold, dripping into ice, but the upper room of Qingzhou Post Station East Garden is as warm as spring.

Yi Cheng specially instructed Bai Gong to burn the earth dragon, and was worried that the nobles would be sick under the alternation of hot and cold, so he personally carried two buckets of water, and the entourage with clear eyebrows in front of the door gently poured the water into the silver basin and brought it into the room. The post man stood in place and hung his head and waited, and there was a faint sound of indistinct speech in the room, but the noble man did not make any sound from beginning to end.

Huangfu Tianyou wears a gold-inlaid hosta, a black embroidered silver python robe, and sits on a tiger skin mattress at will.

Qingzhou is the important place of grain production in the Huangfu Heavenly Dynasty, the mountains here are less water and fertilizer, it can be described as fertile fields for thousands of miles, and the population is luxuriant, comparable to Kyoto of the Heavenly Dynasty. Because of this importance, the prefect was personally promoted by the emperor without the intervention of the ministry.

It is a pity that the emperor made a cautious decision, but the result was unsatisfactory, and Zhang Qijun, the prefect of Qingzhou, dared to hide the snow disaster from Shang, and allowed the rich households in Qingzhou to arbitrarily collect the land, causing the people of Qingzhou to boil and lay hidden dangers for spring plowing and autumn planting in the coming year. If it weren't for Song Han's urgent secret report, the emperor who was trapped in the palace would still be kept in the dark. After thinking about it, the emperor could only think of the Chu family, but the Chu family couldn't move now, so he could only let the emperor, who was closely related to the Chu family, be responsible for going to Qingzhou to investigate the matter.

Sending the prince of the East Palace is also a helpless move by the emperor, and the prince's dignity cannot be lost. But there is a shadow of the Chu family in this matter, sending ordinary officials to go, whether the officials dare to move or not is one thing, the Chu family will take the first action, just like when they dealt with Song Han, there is no excuse for the crime they want to add. Thinking about it, only the crown prince of the East Palace, Emperor Fu Tianyou, can make the Chu family forbearance and retreat, but he has wronged the prince.

Huangfu Tianyou naturally does not feel aggrieved, he can finally set foot in the distance for more than ten years, and it is too late to be excited, not to mention that he is going to Qingzhou, which is only a hundred miles away from Mocheng, how can he see the people he wants to see. It's just that when it's cold and freezing, the group has suffered a lot on the road.

After freshening up, although people are still very tired, they still meditate on the resume of the Qingzhou prefect in their hearts, and Song Han is the same science as the Jinshi, Song Han explores the flowers, he is the eye of the example, and the future is more optimistic than Song Han. It's a pity that more than ten years have passed, and Song Han has achieved the second-grade imperial history doctor, but he is still doing the fifth-grade Tongzhi in Shaanxi. If it weren't for the emperor's personal promotion, I'm afraid that I would have to be buried in the vast officialdom in this life. Why are you willing to be buried for many years? Only the Chu Mansion can explain.

Raising his hand to pull off the hosta, a long ebony hair fell like a waterfall, making the original majestic posture suddenly dissipate invisible. Since childhood, he has been pampered, even if he has practiced martial arts to strengthen his body, he can travel long distances and stay awake at night, and he is still miserable.

If I hadn't thought about seeing her, I'd have already laid down halfway.

Xiao Zhuzi took out the blanket and covered it carefully, stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead lightly for the pretending to sleep Huangfu Tianyou, the master was comfortable, and Xiao Zhuzi couldn't help but persuade: "The master has just had a fever, and he needs to rest more." ”

"Lone knows, if it weren't for this ......", why bother to let Song Han run with Nian Zhi this trip, when he was in Beijing, although Song Han's condition was faked by the doctor, it was indeed not optimistic, and the embankment of thousands of miles was destroyed in the anthill, which could not be cured in one day.

His mind slowed down, and Xiao Zhuzi pressed gently and moderately, Huangfu Tianyou's headache decreased slightly, and he didn't know when, he fell asleep slowly.

In the dream, she was drunk, her pink cheeks were seductive, and her starry eyes were half-closed and pleaded with him: "You don't want to marry someone else, okay?" Just the two of us, the two of us will ...... for the rest of our lives", these words were not said to him, and his heart throbbed for no reason.

In front of the post station, the black horse shook its mane and stepped on the snow, neighing loudly, and after a while, it quickly disappeared silently under the appeasement of the servants.

The post man and the servants worked together to help the man on the horse down, the person who came was obviously too cold, his movements were already slow, and his voice was intermittent, thanks to the young man behind him, he could clearly explain the meaning of the two.

I saw that Song Han, who had to get off the horse with the help of everyone, was covered with thick white snow all over his body, and when he took off his hood, he shook off the snowflakes on the ground, and when he pulled down the face covering cloth towel, he suddenly felt foggy in front of him, with all white eyebrows and eyes, he had a sense of joy, how could there be half a trace of majesty of the second-grade master? Song Nianzhi behind him was no better, his originally fair and handsome face was blown by the north wind, and it was hard to distinguish between blue and red.

Huangfu Tianyou, who was a little energetic after a while, saw that the two of them looked very embarrassed, knowing that it was not easy to travel in the wind and snow, but in fact, he was more worried about Song Han's body, so he asked Xiao Zhuzi to personally serve the two of them to tidy up and freshen up, and then each of them ate a bowl of local unique fried pot noodles.

Green onion lard fried pot fragrant and cured to go cold, yesterday he ate two big bowls and sweated, only today's spirit.

After packing up, everyone retreated, and the three of them talked about their friendship, Song Han kowtowed and said: "Your Highness, the prefect of Qingzhou can be punished, please save the people of Qingzhou......" (to be continued.) )