"It's so nice for the third master to treat Miss Ping'er!"

In the carriage, Chunyan sat on her knees and said with emotion.

When Qingwen heard this, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

She knew that Jia Cong's temperament had always been gentle, but if she really violated his taboo, she couldn't tolerate it.

Jia Cong was a warning, and she didn't dare to touch it again.

Xiaohong reminded: "You are also the old man next to the third master, don't you know how bitter and cold the third master's heart was back then, and how sweet and warm the love of Miss Ping'er was in the snow?" ”

When Chunyan heard this, her little face was full of regret, and she said, "If only I had been there at the time......

"Poof!"

Qingwen scolded with a smile: "Don't be ashamed of your little hooves, what do you want to do?" ”

Chunyan snorted and said, "I can do whatever you want!" ”

Qingwen blushed and said, "Don't be ashamed! ”

"Poof!"

Xiaohong pounced on Xiangling and couldn't raise her head with a smile.

Chunyan said proudly: "Tell me, what are you thinking, why aren't you ashamed?" ”

Qingwen, who came back to her senses, turned her face more and more red, and said angrily: "Bad little hooves, look at me if I don't tear your mouth!" ”

At this time, Xiangling Fang came to his senses, covered his mouth, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Qingwen with a smile in his eyes.

Qingwen had just leveled Chunyan, and seeing that she was also laughing, she came over to scratch Xiangling again, and Chunyan took the opportunity to take revenge.

There was a lot of laughter in the carriage.

If it weren't for the mother-in-law who hurried to remind them that this was outside, they were afraid that they would be able to make trouble all the way......

Half an hour later, the troika stopped in front of the Shangshu Mansion in Buzheng Fang.

The door opened the side door, and in addition to the carriage accompanying the mother-in-law, the first two carriages drove directly into the front of the second gate.

After parking, Jia Cong led Qingwen, Xiaohong, Chunyan, and Xiangling to the back house.

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Although the Shangshu Mansion is still in order, many places have changed.

Shangshu Mansion is an official residence, and it will be taken back after the Song family leaves tomorrow.

The few grandmothers and maids in the house are hurriedly packing their bags, preparing to leave Beijing tomorrow and return home.

"Uncle Xiao is here! Please say hello to Uncle Xiaoshi. ”

Song Hua greeted Jia Cong behind the second gate, although he was much older, he still knelt down and saluted and kowtowed to greet him.

How can you laugh at the difference in generations?

After Jia Cong screamed, he asked with a smile, "Where are Mr. and Mrs. there?" ”

Song Hua replied: "Grandfather has something to talk to Lord Yang of the Left Capital of Lantai Temple today, but he knows that Uncle Xiao will come, so he is still waiting in Fengzheng Hall, and Mother is cooking Shou noodles for Uncle Xiao in the kitchen. ”

When Jia Cong heard this, he sighed lightly, didn't say anything hypocritical, and walked directly to Fengzheng Hall.

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Although Fengzheng Hall is still there, the plaque on the door has been taken down.

Fengzheng Hall is not a room, but the hall name of the Jiangpu Song family.

Since the Song family has decided to leave Beijing, the hall number will naturally go south with it.

Looking at the smooth gatehouse, Jia Cong's heart was a little empty.

Before, he sent Qingwen and others to Jiumei Courtyard, and at this moment, Jia Cong and Song Hua entered.

I saw Song Yan, who had all white hair, sitting on the main seat of the main hall drinking tea and reading books, dressed in household clothes, and no longer official.

"Sir, the disciple greets Mr."

Jia Cong saluted and greeted him, he was already an old man in his seventies, and Jia Cong didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of disturbing his teacher.

Song Yan's spirit looked good, and he couldn't see the discomfort of Zhishi for the time being, he heard the sound and looked over, and saw that it was Jia Cong, with a relieved smile on his face full of age spots, and said, "Is Qingchen here?" Okay, okay, get up. ”

After Jia Cong got up, he stepped forward respectfully, stood aside, and asked, "Sir, has you been eating and sleeping well lately?" ”

Song Yan smiled: "An, Du'an." After decades of operation, how can you finally have a rest? I just heard that there was a commotion in your house again, but are you okay? ”

What happened in Jiafuli could never be concealed from the eyes of those who cared.

Song Yan has been paying attention to Jia Cong, so he naturally knows what is happening in Jia's mansion clearly.

Jia Cong was grateful in his heart: "Sir, don't worry, some small things are really not worth Mr. worrying about." ”

Song Yan smiled and paused, but said earnestly: "Qingchen, don't underestimate family affairs, especially those of noble families like you, which have always been in danger.

The situation in your family, even I look dizzy, don't think that everything is already fine, just take it lightly. ”

When Jia Cong heard this, his heart sank, and he glanced at Song Yan, but he couldn't see anything.

But he knew that Song Yan's words were never without a target, and there must be cause and effect, so he solemnly responded: "What Mr. said, the disciple should remember, and never dare to be careless. ”

Song Yan nodded, there were some things that he couldn't say before they happened.

Otherwise, there will be a suspicion of falsely clearing people's names and separating close relatives......

After asking a few more words of knowledge, I saw Song Yan's wife Wu coming in with a smile on her face.

The maid also carried a tray with a porcelain bowl on it.

Jia Cong hurriedly knelt down to say goodbye, and was called up by the Wu family.

Wu looked at Jia Cong lovingly, and said: "Today is your birth, the master has never given birth to his children and grandchildren, but he has been talking to me since last night, saying that he must not forget."

How can I forget? You are a motherless child, and your father and mother are unkind, a poor child, so sensible at a young age, which makes people feel distressed.

Wait for us to leave tomorrow, but remember to cherish yourself......"

Jia Cong smiled when he heard this, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, the disciples all remember." ”

Song Yan frowned and scolded the old wife: "What are you talking about?" In vain, the spirit of the people is corrupted, and the loving mother is defeated. ”

The Wu family was not afraid of him, and sneered: "I don't know which one has not been letting people take care of the disciples for the past two days, and he will not go to see the Zuodu Yushi of Lantai Temple for a while?" ”

Song Yan's old face was a little unbearable, he snorted, and said, "Nonsense ......" but warned Jia Cong, saying: "Although I have entrusted a few old friends who are still in the capital to take care of it, it is not as good as before." They can only exert their strength occasionally and do not let those people do whatever they want. But after all, it's the trend over there.

You must know the grievances between you and the New Party.

Although the new party will not act arbitrarily for the time being, if the other party really grasps the handle and makes a move, it will be a thunderous blow.

So remember, be careful with what you say and do. ”

Seeing Song Yan's solemn face, Jia Cong felt a lot of pressure in his heart, and nodded slowly.

But I heard Song Yan add:

"Not just on the outside, but on the inside."

When Jia Cong heard this, his face changed.

This is already the second reminder......

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In Chang'an in April, the weather is warm and smoky.

There are many celebrities, princes and grandsons, who go out of the city with beautiful prostitutes.

Or go to the eastern suburbs of Chang'an to view the weeping willows of the Baqiao Bridge, or enter the south pond of the Qujiang River to view the willows.

And those who go to the Great Mercy and Grace Temple to enjoy the peach blossoms are also tourists.

"On a spring tour, apricot blossoms blow all over the head.

Who is young and romantic?

The concubine intends to marry and rest for the rest of her life.

Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. ”

Jia Cong's biggest mistake today is probably to change a horse from Shangshu Mansion.

The children of the big cadres and high-ranking families can ride horses.

Jia Cong's riding skills were learned in the Guozi Prison.

Today's Song Yan's advice made Jia Cong's pressure increase greatly, and Wu was annoyed, and when Jia Cong finished eating Shou noodles, he asked him and Song Hua to ride a horse to open the way, and escorted her to the Great Ci'en Temple to burn incense and make a vow.

originally wanted Jia Cong to relax, but he forgot the words "red face and troubled water".

The Great Ci'en Temple is in the southern suburbs of Chang'an City, but the Shangshu Mansion is in the East City of Chang'an.

I don't know how many girls and daughters-in-law have been called and pointed out along the road......

The official eunuchs have strict etiquette and education, and require the boudoir girls to not go out of the door, but ordinary people pursue livelihoods, how can they be so strict?

They had never seen such a handsome, gentle young noble son as Jia Cong.

Because you can't ride a horse in the city, you can only go slowly.

Therefore, every time I pass through a square, there will always be many daughters-in-law and girls following behind on the street to see the freshness......

That's fine, after all, a good family, even some pungent little daughters-in-law, just quietly laugh a few words.

When they got out of the city, many famous prostitutes carried by scholars on the avenue outside, and even the prostitutes of Pingkangfang went out of the city by themselves, and after seeing Jia Cong, their enthusiasm was no longer hidden.

This song "Sidi Township, Spring Tour" by Wei Zhuang in the Tang Dynasty, prostitutes sang from time to time along the way, and it didn't stop.

Jia Cong wanted to go back to the carriage, but was stopped by Wu, saying that the young man should be romantic......

Although Song Hua avoided from afar, he also grinned non-stop.

After the tourists recognized that this handsome young man was the son of the Qing Dynasty who wrote "Gift Apricot Blossom Girl" and "Dingfeng Wave", the atmosphere of the spring outing team reached a high level. Tide.

If there is only one handsome woman, although those women are hot and musical, they may not really want to be close to each other in their hearts.

But coupled with such a genius, especially, if Jia Cong can write any of them into the poem, he will be worth a hundred times in an instant.

In the past, the people who dreamed of being close to now appear in front of them, how can there be no reason to please them unsatisfactorily?

The Song family's convoy was almost unable to move, and a famous prostitute rode on both sides of the road, stroking the piano and singing "If life is only as first seen", and some people directly removed the roof of the car and danced on the board......

The autumn waves thrown by a pair of flattering eyes almost drowned Jia Cong.

The people of the spring outing are already trying to be comfortable and happy, seeing this wonder, how can there be a reason not to join in the fun?

The applause came one after another, and it was very lively.

In the carriage of the Jia family, the four maids scolded those women for being shameless......

Song Hua couldn't sit still when he saw this, drove his horse to Wu's carriage, and asked, "Old lady, do you want to let Uncle Xiao enter the carriage to avoid the limelight?" ”

Wu scolded with a smile: "It's not promising, the young man can't even afford to be in the limelight, what else can he become?" Look at your little uncle, is there a trace of embarrassment? ”

When Song Hua heard this, he really saw that there was no change on Jia Cong's face, neither embarrassment nor complacency, plain and natural.

He was ashamed of himself and said, "My grandson is not as far away as my little uncle." ”

Wu shook his head and said: "Each has its own good, you are loyal and duty, and you are also blessed." Your little uncle, alas, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, like your grandfather, was born a tired life. ”

Song Hua didn't quite understand, but before he could ask again, he heard a burst of shouting and horses' hooves galloping from behind, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping.

There were even more exclamations and panicked sounds.

His complexion changed, and he immediately made a decision to let the coachman lead the Wu carriage to the side of the road.

Looking back, I saw more than a dozen armored war horses, galloping all the way from Mingdemen.

Because the movement was really amazing, the pedestrians in front hurriedly dodged.

Although it didn't hurt anyone, it still made the spring outing team chaotic.

Seeing the person in charge, Song Hua frowned slightly.

He knew this person, but as far as he knew, this person was not such an arrogant and arrogant temperament.

Song Hua wanted to step forward to say hello, but the dozen or so riders moved extremely fast and roared past the side of the Song family's convoy.

Just when Song Hua thought that these people would pass by a gust of wind, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of horror.

I saw that the leader of the horse, when he rushed to Jia Cong's horse, he suddenly retracted the reins.

The horse jumped up with its head strangled, and its front hooves kicked in the air.

It is only a stone's throw away from Jia Cong.

"Phew!!"

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Jia Cong forcefully calmed the frightened mount, and then looked at the leader with a cold gaze.

Don't give an inch!

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