Merely......

Song Deming glanced at Song Zhai, who was eating himself white and fat, staring at the booklet in his hand, and sighed in his heart.

It's just that those outsiders know a ghost!

"What are you looking at?" Song Deming leaned over and looked at the colorful booklet in Song Zhai's hand, and sure enough, he found it......

Normal people would definitely think that what Qiong Huajun was reading at this time must be a booklet analyzing the candidates for the middle-level ceremony that was circulating in the market.

However, Song Zhai held the ...... in his hand However, it is a booklet introduced by some of the most famous restaurants in Hengyang City to introduce the well-known dishes and dim sum.

In particular, I read the pages that introduce the pastries that the chefs in the building are good at.

I said...... Qionghua? Song Deming helplessly looked at his younger brother who had intelligence in front of him, but never wanted to use it on the right form, "What are you doing with these?" Haven't you eaten all the restaurants in Hengyang City? ”

"Well, that's right, but not every dish I've eaten." Song Zhai said with a smile.

"I remember you don't have a sweet tooth?" Song Deyang looked at the page in his hand that had been in his hand for a long time, squinted at Song Zhai and asked, "By the way, speaking of which, I heard that in the past few days, Yuyang Wangfu has been looking for chefs who are good at making plum blossom cakes?" ”

Song Zhai was stunned, and then nodded with a smile and pleaded guilty, "It's a trivial matter, it actually alarmed Your Majesty, and the younger brother is guilty." ”

"Are you sure you didn't let your cook deliberately leak this news to the palace?" Song Deyang glanced at him with slanted eyes, "Su Niang loves pastries, and there happens to be a cook in the small kitchen of her palace who is good at making dim sum." ”

Su Niang is the wife of Song Deyang and the queen of the Tang Dynasty.

"That's a good feeling," Song Zhai's fat eyes smiled into crescents, and he gave Song Deming a long stroke, "Then there will be Brother Lao to trouble the queen." ”

"Hmph, don't you call Your Majesty Brother Wang at this time?" Song Deming looked at his younger brother with a flattering face and snorted coldly.

"Asking for people to be short-mouthed and soft to take people, at this time, it is natural that what the king brother likes to hear, and the younger brother will call it." Song Zhai squinted and smiled harmlessly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Deyang felt comfortable. But he also knew that even if it was a trivial matter, he was still calculated by this younger brother again.

Song Zhai is an extremely smart person.

Or rather, a man of great wisdom.

Song Zhai's cleverness is not limited to these little cleverness.

Song Deming quietly looked at his younger brother who had passed the age of standing in front of him.

As the eldest son, of course, he had the best education since he was a child, but his father cultivated him for more than ten years, not to mention his ability to govern the country, but it took him ten years to realize that his younger brother was different from ordinary people.

As an elder brother, as a king, Song Zhai's talent is certainly enough to make Song Deyang jealous.

But those who were expecting him to deal with Song Zhai probably never thought that when people's jealousy reached its peak, it would become powerless.

Who would have thought that because the gap was too big, he gave up jealousy of this talented younger brother as early as ten years ago.

After all...... Song Deyang snorted coldly in his heart.

To be jealous of a person who is not at the same level as ordinary people's brains, there is a ghost use.

Looking at his younger brother who was concentrating on flipping through the dim sum booklet in his hand, Song Deyang still vaguely remembered that he couldn't complete the homework left by the master when he was seventeen years old, but the seven-year-old Song Zhai passed by, and he used a piece of dim sum to trick Song Zhai into helping him finish his homework.

A seven-year-old child can write a sprinkling essay that even the emperor can't fault with it.

Genius and mortal.

And what is there to compare it to.

What's even more terrifying is that Song Zhai's intelligence is not only limited to literary talent, even if he is the only one who is inferior to him in terms of cultivation talent, but Song Zhai is familiar with the world's martial arts, and is a famous Bai Xiaosheng in the cultivation world.

This is not the most terrifying, Song Deming has also seen a lot of young people who are arrogant and arrogant, and he understands that genius young people often don't understand the common sense of human feelings.

But Song Zhai is extremely old and sleek.

After he ascended the throne, he inherited the first thing that the Tang dynasty prince did to inherit the wind and rain building, which was concerned by the Tang family and the ministers.

It's about eating yourself fat.

If Song Deming hadn't stopped it, Song Zhai would have indulged in lust in the palace for a few months, completely stinking his reputation and completely dispelling the concerns of the family.

Song Deming took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of him who seemed to have no interest in political affairs.

Song Zhai was already thirty-five years old, but he refused to marry and had no offspring.

Back then, even those old ministers who wanted to stand on Song Zhai's side and love talents, looking at the current appearance of King Yuyang, they had already died.

Song Deyang looked at Song Zhai in front of him, who was intently flipping through the dim sum booklet.

Song Zhai's palace was rewarded by him, and all the people around him were also arranged by him, thirty years like a day, since he was five years old and sensible, Song Zhai put everything under his nose.

For thirty years, only two months were excepted.

Once twenty years ago and once fifteen years ago.

Song Deyang didn't kill Song Zhai, first, as a king, he knew very well that if he really killed Song Zhai or imprisoned him as those families and other countries wanted, those families who were about to move would probably want to change the position of the Tang King to sit with a different surname; Second, as an elder brother, he knows very well that Song Zhai is indeed not interested in the throne and political affairs.

Being a king is not a good thing in the world.

Song Deyang sneered in his heart.

Really smart people are not necessarily interested in becoming kings.

Song Zhai is such a smart person.

Looking at his younger brother, who has been single for more than 30 years, Song Deyang's expression flashed complicated.

At least as a king, he had to marry the queen, but Song Zhai could choose not to marry. Song Deyang knew that he was not the king of Eastern Wu who ruled with an iron fist, and he needed the support of his relatives.

What's even more different is that he has a younger brother who is temperamental.

Song Deyang looked at the booklet in Song Zhai's hand and squinted his eyes, "I remember that you don't like sweets after you were ten years old, why did you suddenly remember to eat plum blossom cakes?" ”

"It's not that I want to eat," Song Zhai closed the booklet in his hand, and a complicated and warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I have a girl I know who loves to eat." ”

"Female ......" didn't expect to hear such an answer from the mouth of the Yuyang King, who was not close to women, and the psychologically powerful King of the Tang Dynasty also widened his eyes.

What happens only once in fifteen years, is it going to happen again?

It's just that he should have ......

"Qian'er, where is he?" At this time, Song Zhai looked at Song Deming and asked.

Song Deming knew that Song Zhai was asking about his third son, that is, Song Zhai's favorite nephew Song Qian. He had previously revealed to Song Zhai that if he didn't marry his own son by the age of forty, he would pass Song Qian to him, so Song Zhai was not surprised when he asked about Song Qian.

"I sent a letter before saying that since the Beginner Ceremony has ended, he will return to Zhongtang first, rest for a month, and then set off from Zhongtang to Dongwu." Song Deming said.

However, he didn't expect Song Zhai to smile when he heard this, "Then trouble Your Majesty to write to him and tell him that he doesn't have to come back." ”

Yes?

Song Deming was stunned when he heard this, even though he was ready to send his son out, he still didn't expect Song Zhai to come to such a show.

Have a home that doesn't give his son back?

Should his son be so pitiful?

"Brother Wang, send some more money to Qian'er, and the best medicinal materials in the palace. I will pay the money, and it will all be drawn from the account of Fengyulou," Song Zhai looked at the booklet in his hand and looked at Song Deming with a smile and said, "Others don't have to come back, I have something for him to do." ”