Chapter 323: Interlude
Zhao Liangbi said: "This is the list of industries in the name of Mrs. and the account books of the past few years. He then explained to Song Mo, "The third master took us to the city at midnight in the morning, first went to Huaishu Hutong to greet the second wife, had lunch, and went to Jing'an Temple Hutong. The meaning of the seventh master is to let us reconcile in the alley of Jing'an Temple. But the third master said that since the lady could read the account books, and these properties were in the name of the lady, she still went to the British government to reconcile the accounts. If there is anything unclear, Mrs. can also ask the third master directly. So he asked me to bring all the lists, account books, and accompanying ladies with me, and asked me to ask the prince and his wife to show me and set a date for reconciliation. ”
He didn't say a word.
In addition to the above reasons, when the third master and the second wife discussed where to reconcile the accounts, the second lady also said a sentence of "It's good to give the prince an explanation".
He felt that this sentence was a vivid expression of the second wife's pursuit of advantages and avoiding disadvantages, which was really embarrassing to his wife, so he concealed this sentence.
Song Mo looked at the seal attached to the camphor wood box, smiled slightly, and said, "Then according to what the third master said, reconcile the accounts in the flower hall of Yizhitang!" He added, "Where did the third master and the third master stay?" My wife and I are juniors, so we should go to meet us. ”
Zhao Liangbi hurriedly said: "The third master and the third master are resting in Huaishu Hutong. ”
I don't know if I'll be able to sleep tonight!
Song Mo sneered in his heart, and instructed Chen He to make a post to Huaishu Hutong: "Tomorrow morning, my wife and I will go to see the third master and the third master." Then he asked, "What is Madame doing?" Say hello to Mrs. and ask Mrs. what she means, when will it be good to reconcile the accounts? ”
Chen He smiled and went to the inner courtyard to make a statement.
Dou Zhaozheng followed Duan Gongyi's mother's hand and spoke: "Master Duan has a life-saving grace for me, you are like my elder, you can live in Yizhitang with peace of mind." Only then can I settle down. Don't talk to me about those kind words, if there is anything inconvenient or unaccustomed to food and clothing, just tell Su Xin," she said, calling out to Su Xin, and introducing the maid beside her to Old Lady Duan, "If she is not there, you can find Su Lan, look for nectar, and Su Juan." Let them do the ......"
"This can't be helped!" Old Lady Duan hurriedly stood up, "How can you work on the few sisters beside Madame?" ”
"It's not right for you to keep saying that, it's all your juniors. What is there to work without labor. Dou Zhao knows that the elderly are very unaccustomed to leaving their hometowns. Only when the family is stable can those guards really settle down to help her.
The two were talking happily when Chen He came over.
He respectfully gave Song Mo's words to Dou Zhao.
Dou Zhao thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow I will go to meet the third master and the third master." Let's start reconciling the day after tomorrow! ”
Chen He smiled and retreated.
Dou Zhao said a few words to Chen Xiaofeng and the other family members, thinking that they had rushed all the way over, they were very tired, and personally helped Mrs. Duan out of the weeping flower gate.
When Mrs. Duan saw her son, she couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder your senior brother in Kyoto has asked you to be the head of the military department several times, but you have not answered, Madame is really benevolent and righteous!" ”
Duan Gongyi laughed.
Mrs. Duan told him: "The grace of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring." Though thou art gracious to thy wife. But at the beginning, the lady paid you a reward, and she has taken care of you all these years, if you say that you are gracious. also canceled each other out. You must not be proud of your merits and hold on to ......."
said a big notice to admonish him, and Duan Gongyi couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it, and even claimed "good", and it took a long time to persuade his mother to go to wash and rest.
And after Dou Zhao sent Mrs. Duan away, he changed his clothes. met Zhao Liangbi.
Zhao Liangbi first gave her the clothes, shoes and socks made for her by Aunt Cui and Aunt Hong, and told her about Aunt Cui's recent situation. Only then did he tell Dou Zhao about the trivial matters at home after Dou Zhao left.
Dou Zhao listened and observed Su Xin.
She found that in the half hour that she and Zhao Liangbi were talking, Su Xin refilled tea for herself and Zhao Liangbi six times.
Dou Zhao couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth, knowing that Zhao Liangbi wanted to settle down in the pen and ink shop at night, and get together with Cui Shisan and Tian Fugui, Dou Zhao didn't keep him, let Su Juan stay on duty for the night, and went to arrange Song Mo's dinner.
Song Mo looked at the crispy duck on the meal, knew that Dou Zhao was cooking again, and said with a smile: "Just let the mother-in-law on the stove do it, the weather is so cold, be careful to freeze your hands." ”
Dou Zhao smiled: "How can they be as delicious as I cooked?" ”
"That's right." Song Mo regretted it a little.
He likes to see Dou Zhao circling around him, so he thinks of a way to let Dou Zhao serve him. Dou Zhao made this crispy duck one day, he ate it deliciously, and the next day he asked the mother-in-law on the stove to make it once, but no matter how he ate it, Dou Zhao didn't make it delicious, so he put this matter down. Who knew that Dou Zhao kept it in his heart, and let the stove do it every once in a while, and found that the stove was not as delicious as her, and taught the cook a few times, and I don't know why, the cook always made it almost hot, Dou Zhao didn't bother to find the reason, so he simply did it himself, and made it for him when he was in good spirits.
Who knew that Dou Zhao was so good at taking care of people, he only ordered the dish once, and she remembered it in her heart.
Song Mo muttered secretly, but his heart was like a piece of sugar, and he couldn't dissolve it.
He sat down next to Dou Zhao and said with a smile: "In the winter, what kind of crispy duck do you always eat!" Make some rice wine dumplings and eat them! ”
Dou Zhao raised his eyebrows and squinted at him: "Are you sure?" ”
Song Mo was suddenly unsure.
Dou Zhao laughed loudly: "You don't even eat donkey rolling, you eat glutinous rice balls?" ”
Song Mo choked.
He just didn't want Dou Zhao to work hard, and wanted to change to the easiest food to eat, so as to divert Dou Zhao's attention.
Dou Zhao giggled, smiling like a child.
This guy is so tactful even if he is a close person.
However, she seems to have been like this in the past, so that her kindness is not something that everyone can appreciate.
Being a person in two lives made her a little more frank and a little less restrained, and she began to learn to reject others.
Dou Zhao personally served Song Mo a bowl of soup, and the happy smile went from the bottom of his eyes to the bottom of his heart, with a strong warmth: "Drink the soup quickly, be careful that it won't taste good if it's cold." ”
Song Mo drank the soup with his head bored.
Dou Zhao ate quietly, but somehow, his eyes were reluctant to leave the beautiful young man opposite, and he raised his head from time to time to look at him. The mood flew like catkins again.
Song Mo was a little annoyed and glared at her.
Dou Zhao couldn't stop laughing again.
"Still laughing, still laughing." Song Mo went to the study angrily.
The nectar who served them to eat on the side turned white with fright.
"It's fine." Dou Zhao comforted her a few words and went straight to wash up.
Song Mo was still in the study.
Are you really angry?
Dou Zhao pondered, let the manna make the tip of the pot, and personally took it to the study.
Song Mo was reading a book on the kang near the window, and was very surprised to see Dou Zhao come in with tea.
Dou Zhao sat on the edge of the kang, handed over the tea, and said with a smile: "Are you still angry?" ”
Song Mo was stunned. Immediately, a trace of unknown brilliance flashed in his eyes, he lifted the quilt and said viciously: "Come in!" Read with me. I'll forgive you! ”
Dou Zhao couldn't feel Song Mo's malice, but felt that he was a little inward-looking.
She forced a smile, changed the outer gown, lay down meekly in the crook of his arm, and asked him softly, "What kind of book are you reading?" ”
Song Mo immediately wrapped her tightly. The voice couldn't help but soften, and said, "Hua Daxun." Lest the emperor ask, I don't know anything. ”
Dou Zhao couldn't help but half-stand up and said, "The cousin of the Ji family seems to have participated in the writing. ”
Song Mo sat up, leaned on the kang, and turned to the title page. pointed to Ji Yong's name and said, "Here!" ”
Dou Zhao glanced at it and asked him, "What are you writing?" ”
"The emperor's words of reprimanding the minister in the early years."
"Ahh And this kind of book. ”
"Why not." Song Mo said disapprerovingly. "I also found a collection of poems written by Emperor Taizong in the imperial study."
Dou Zhao looked at Song Mo's appearance and knew that the poetry collection was level.
"I don't know who came up with the idea." Dou Zhao leaned on Song Mo's shoulder, "This is a sycophant, it's really loud." ”
Song Mo pouted: "Liang Jifang." ”
"No, it won't!" Dou Zhao was surprised, "Didn't you say that he was upright?" ”
"It depends on who it is?" Song Mo said. pinched Dou Zhao's cheeks, "I'll lie to you this chick!" ”
"What a chick!" Dou Zhaojiao said angrily. "I'm a year older than you."
"Then sister is fine." Song Mo said, lost the book, rolled to the kang with Dou Zhao in his arms, biting her ear and shouting "sister".
"Stop making a fuss!" Dou Zhao giggled and pushed Song Mo, "Itchy......"
Song Mo let go of her and kissed her forehead gently.
Outside, the cold wind blew against the window lattice, and the hula sounded; Inside, the enthusiasm is like fire, and it is scorching.
Until Dou Zhao begged Song Mo for mercy: "Manna and they are all outside, will it be okay to wait?" ”
Song Mo, who had eaten and wiped Dou Zhao clean, had been temporarily satisfied, and he treacherously decided to suppress the blood boiling at this time in exchange for a more beautiful scenery, "um", turned over and lay aside.
Dou Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
If this makes Song Mo make trouble, the people in Yizhitang will not know about it.
She got up and wanted to shout for nectar to get some water, and the beautiful skin of the frost and snow, the exquisite curves all came into Song Mo's eyes.
Song Mo stretched out his long arm and pulled Dou Zhao into the quilt again.
"I'll call them later." Song Mo's hand held the heavy fruit on her chest, "Let's talk about conversation." ”
Is there anyone who speaks like that?
Dou Zhao laughed and laughed.
Song Mo has said: "What did you do when you were young?" ”
"Huh!" Dou Zhao was surprised.
Song Mo said with a smile: "When I was young, every winter like this, I would hide in my mother's arms, listen to my mother tell us the story of the female snail and Fu Xi, put a big brazier in the center of the house, and the gluttonous beans buried in the ashes crackled and jumped everywhere with ......."
There was still a heavy breath of love in the quilt, but Dou Zhao was attracted by the lightness and happiness in Song Mo's tone.
She quieted down, thinking about her childhood.
In her previous life, she had a straight waist and sat cross-legged on the kang to do needlework.
In this life, she lay lazily in the quilt, watching the maids do needlework straight upright.
She laughed: "Do needlework!" ”
"Think well, don't perfunctory me!" Song Mo leaned over and looked at Dou Zhao and said domineeringly, "Don't you build a snowman, have a snowball fight, or run in the snow with the maids?" ”
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Sisters and brothers, paste the draft first, and wait to catch insects.
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