Dou Zhao knew Song Mo.

At this time, although Song Mo was still young and her body and appearance were still very young, she still recognized him at a glance.

At that time, Song Mo was already "famous" in Kyoto, and Tu Niang died of illness, and she had already gained a firm foothold in Jining Houfu, but inexplicably, she just didn't want others to know, so she only took her five-year-old daughter to Zhending quietly to the funeral. On the way back to Beijing, the carriage got stuck in the mud and the wheel broke, so they had to rest at the house of a squire in the village.

She was exhausted at the time, and a certain part of her body seemed to have disappeared with the death of Tuo Niang, a little wind and rain made her powerless to resist, leaning on the big kang near the window of the inner room vacated by the master's house to close her eyes and recuperate, and when she opened her eyes, she was gone.

She was so anxious that she didn't even have the strength to scold, so she put on a cloak and went out, all the way to the hand-copying verandah in the front yard, and happened to meet Song Mo, who also encountered heavy rain and came to stay.

He was squatting under the porch in the front yard and listened carefully to Sister Yin'er: "...... It's called Dog Tail Grass, you see, it doesn't look like a dog tail is wagging around? ”

The heavy rain poured down, like a curtain of water, dividing the corridor and the hand-copying verandah into two worlds.

He wore a dark coarse cloth robe, the perimeter of the robe was inlaid with white coarse linen, and there was not a single ornament on his body, which was simple and elegant. The delicate and fair face is like glazed white porcelain, exuding a graceful and elegant luster in the dim light, and the dark eyes are like bright gems, shining brightly.

Heavily armored guards stood in the courtyard, silent as sculptures, letting the rain wash their armor.

Sister Yin'er's immature voice echoed clearly in the yard like a chirping little sparrow.

He listened to Sister Yin'er's childish words. It's as if there's nothing more important in the world.

Not only that, but he also nodded his head from time to time with "yes", "I never knew", and "there is such a thing".

She was stunned. Without thinking, he made a gesture to stop the cries of the maid and the mother-in-law, and stood there quietly, looking at his daughter's face whose cheeks were red from excitement. Her eyes, which sparkled with pleasure, couldn't bear to make the slightest sound, as if that would ruin the beautiful picture in front of her and make her regret.

"My mother and I went to the funeral for Grandma To, why are you here?" The daughter asked him with wide eyes.

He smiled and flicked the dog's tail grass in his daughter's hand, which swayed from side to side as if she was drunk.

"I'm going to worship my sister!"

"Why don't you take your daughter with you? My mother takes me everywhere she goes! ”

"I don't have children."

"Why don't you have children? Everyone has children. ”

"I have no children." He gently stroked Sister Yin'er's hair, and his movements were so gentle. It was as if Sister Yin was a fragile porcelain doll, but a thick pathos flashed in her eyes, "Not everyone is worthy of being a parent......" he said, suddenly smiling, and his smile was as bright as a summer day. made the yard light up a little, then stood up, patted Sister Yin'er on the shoulder, and said gently: "Okay, go back to your mother, be careful that she can't find you, it's time to worry." ”

Sister Yin nodded vigorously and ran along the corridor towards the backyard.

He stood there quietly, watching Sister Yin'er's figure disappear into the corner of the corridor before turning around. Standing with his hands behind his back in the face of the guards who were full of courtyards, the murderous intent suddenly filled the entire courtyard, making Dou Zhao shudder.

A man dressed in a bright red Zhengsanpin brocade suit walked through the heavily armored guards with an awe-inspiring expression, knelt humbly in front of him on one knee, and whispered words with low eyebrows, and she realized that she had seen something she shouldn't have seen. Hurriedly retreated lightly to the backyard.

She felt a gaze fall on her, like a stab in her back, but she didn't dare to look back, but she just quickened her pace and hurried towards the inner courtyard as if she were fleeing.

It wasn't until the next morning that the squire's wife trembled and told her that Lord Song had made a short stay at their house last night, and she knew that the beautiful man was the famous Song Mo.

She never saw him again.

But the serious expression on his face when he listened to his daughter's words was deeply engraved in her heart.

She sometimes thinks that it is no wonder that so many women willingly follow him even though they know that he is notorious, and he also has a good side to people.

Sometimes I wonder if he found out about himself that day.

I will also wonder who the "sister" he went to worship was - the British Duke only had two sons and no daughters.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, she would meet him again.

Dou Zhao rubbed his face, which looked a little stiff because he hadn't slept all night, and asked Su Xin, "What time is it?" ”

She was first panicked, then panicked, and then didn't sleep all night, Su Xin looked at her heart as if she was scratched by a cat, and she didn't close her eyes all night, hearing her question, Su Xin immediately got up and looked at the funnel, and said, "When you are young, Miss, you can sleep again!" ”

Dou Zhao sat up: "I can't sleep anyway, it's better to get up." Then he asked the guests, "Are they gone?" ”

"Where to go!" Su Xin said, helped Dou Zhao pick up half of the tent, and hooked the tent with Danfeng Chaoyang's gilt silver hook, "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and ducks can swim in the yard." ”

Dou Zhao pricked up his ears and listened.

The raindrops still crackled against the roof tiles like beans.

She thought of a time when she passed by the British Mansion, and the thick canopy of the ancient tree was like an umbrella, lushly stretching out from the wall of Ban Barge, although it was lost, it was still full of antiquity, rich and quiet.

She instructed Su Xin: "You go and talk to Duan Gongyi and Chen Xiaofeng, let those people do whatever they want, try to be polite and thoughtful, don't have any conflicts with them, and send people away respectfully." ”

Su Xin was stunned.

The Dou family is a wealthy family, and the fourth miss is not a person who is afraid of things, but the fourth lady's tone at this time is full of fear.

She thought of Dou Zhao's pale face last night.

Could it be that Miss Four saw something?

The origin of these people is not even offended by Miss Four?

Dou Zhao naturally saw Su Xin's confusion, but she couldn't say it.

The British Mansion is located in an alley in Jiaozhongfang, north of the city, and occupies the entire alley. The British Mansion has been open there for more than 100 years, and it has been in great prominence for more than 100 years, and the old Kyoto people call it the British Gong Hutong, but few know its original name as an alley. After Song Mo killed his father and killed his brother. It is said that the people of Nijo Hutong and Scissors Hutong in the neighborhood often hear the wailing sound in the middle of the night, and some of their families have moved out, and it is obviously a central place in Kyoto. But it gradually became barren and became a place where those ninth-rate people lived, and that's it, no one dared to drill into the empty British Mansion, and everyone could only watch the former British Mansion fall and collapse day by day.

Dou Zhao thinks that he can't afford to provoke such a person.

"Don't ask, just do what I tell you." She repeatedly admonished Su Xin.

Su Xin responded solemnly and went out to sue sù Duan for justice. When he came back, he hesitated and said in a low voice: "Fourth Miss, Mr. Chen doesn't seem to have slept all night, just now when I went out, his personal servant asked me if you woke up." It was said that Mr. Chen had asked him to come and see it several times. ”

Dou Zhao was a little surprised.

Could it be that Mr. Chen also saw that something was coming?

Although Mr. Chen is secretive about his past, through the contact with Guò in the past two years, she also knows that Mr. Chen is not a simple person.

Dou Zhao hurriedly said: "Please ask Mr. Chen to serve tea in the hall." ”

Su Xin answered.

Manna came and served her to freshen up and dress.

Su Lan was helping to hand over small things such as sweat towels and socks on the side, and spoke to Dou Zhao in a low voice: "Fourth Miss, you said, who is the son who came to stay at our house?" He's so pretty! I've never seen such a beautiful person. Don't know where his home is? Where are you going to do business......"

Dou Zhao looked at Su Lan's eyes full of yearning, laughed, and teased: "I'll give you to him as a maid!" ”

"Don't. No. Su Lan immediately jumped to her feet and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Miss is making fun of me again." I just think he's so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it, but I can't just be a maid for him because of this! I don't know who he is? I don't know if he's a good guy or a bad guy......"

Dou Zhao only found it interesting.

Kyoto doesn't know how many noble ladies like to talk about Song Mo in private, but if anyone mentions Song Mo in public. One by one, they sat upright, as if they had never heard of this person, and they were not as generous and calm as Su Lan.

Ganlu scolded Su Lan with a smile: "You also know that Miss is joking with you?" So you don't care where he is from, where he comes from? ”

Su Lan grinned, and flatteringly handed a hairpin to the nectar, and the manna helped Dou Zhao insert it.

Dou Zhao smiled slightly.

Since Pang Kunbai's incident, the estrangement between Ganlu, Su Juan, and the other sisters has been immediately eliminated, and they are now as intimate as sisters in their words and actions, and the atmosphere in Dou Zhao's house has become warm and lively.

Mr. Chen's eyes were heavy blue, his expression was solemn, and his face looked extremely haggard, and it could be seen that he had tossed and turned last night and had not rested well.

He asked Dou Zhao to send the maids who served in the house.

"Fourth Miss, I'm afraid we're in trouble." Chen Qushui said in a deep voice, "The origin of that group of people is not simple, I suspect that the young man is Song Mo, the prince of the British Mansion. ”

As soon as he said a word, Dou Zhao was startled, and said in a condensed voice: "How do you see it?" ”

Chen Qushui was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Thanks to Miss Miss's wrong love, I have never asked me where I went in the years when I was not really determined...... "He said, his eyes showed a little bitterness, "In those years, I was in Fuzhou and served as a staff member for Zhang Kai, the governor of Fujian. He guessed that Dou Zhao might not know who Zhang Kai was, and explained with a sense of shame, "Thirteen years ago, when the Japanese besieged Fuzhou City, Lord Zhang abandoned the city and fled, and was captured by Jiang Meisun, the general soldier of Dingguo, the general soldier of Fujian, and beheaded by the sword. As a rule, people like us who are Lord Zhang's staff and private officials are to be executed together to set an example. However, Jiang Guogong said that at the moment of the great enemy, we should unite sincerely and unite with the outside world, as long as we are not the main culprits, we will have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions. (To be continued)