The Qionglin banquet for three consecutive days ended successfully in the running and sprinkling of the maidservants and the servants.

Since it is a feast given by the Holy Lord, the children of each family always have to say a few words to their parents when they go back, just like the relationship network between the DPRK and China, sometimes just to see which descendants of the family are close, who has a good relationship with whom, and even inquire about a few recently decided in-laws, you can also figure out a number of eight or nine inseparable ten.

The banquet lasted for three days, but whether the host was really happy or not depends on the meaning of the one in the palace.

Elbe Palace.

The inner eunuch in a crimson robe quietly opened his mouth, and took the opportunity of closing his sleeves to silently raise the dust, as if he was hiding a yawn.

The blue silk silk swayed and fell on the waist, and a group of palace ladies with flower buns walked leisurely and slowly walked into a magnificent palace.

The atmosphere in the Qianqing Palace is a little solemn, occasionally the laughter of children comes out to break the original stiff scene, a palace beauty fingertips rubbing the lines of the brocade cuffs, and after a while, she waved her hand to the side, and Gong'e picked up a plate of red fruits and presented it, bowing forward.

Su Guifei twisted a coniferous cherry, shook off the water droplets from the celadon plate and sent it to the mouth of His Royal Highness He Jin, and her round nails dotted the vermilion dancome, which made the cherry even more vivid and beautiful.

Today's little highness let the palace maid use a small silk to wrap up his sparse hair, he chewed the cherries in his mouth, and the baby's fat cheeks bulged one by one, compared to the previous messing around at the banquet, this appearance seemed much smoother.

The person kneeling at the bottom of the throne was the grandmother who was in charge of taking care of the little highness that day.

"Niangniang, that's the way things are, the minions have already been punished for their poor care, and they are probably still screaming in pain at this time."

Seeing that the mother was noncommittal, the grandmother thought about it and continued: "The Song girl has also seen it, it's not a big deal, although she is a little demented at first, she can be regarded as generous." ”

Dementia? I didn't hear that Dr. Yushi's daughter was a fool.

It seems that she was frightened, yes, a little girl made such a shocking move, I'm afraid that when she comes back to her senses, she will be afraid of herself.

It's a blessing for her.

Su Guifei nodded, her eyes did not take her eyes off His Royal Highness, and her eyes were clearly helpless but very spoiled.

"Your Majesty was almost angry in my palace yesterday, but fortunately, the little prince is fine, Your Majesty's rewards and punishments are clearly decided, and you can't use this palace to be the master, otherwise, ......" Su Guifei smiled, "but it lost his face." ”

Hearing this, Mama Grandma lowered her waist even more to show her obedience, she is not qualified to accept this kind of thing, and she has no courage to accept it......

Compared with other concubines, in recent years, Su Guifei has been smooth sailing in the palace, especially after she gave birth to the imperial heir, she has both the prince and the princess, and she can be said to have sat firmly in her position unshakablely, and it is naturally indispensable to bow low and be small in front of her.

The concubine and His Majesty are already in deep love, and they can be regarded as half of their childhood sweethearts, and their affection far exceeds that of the queen, which is a tacit fact in the palace.

Early the next morning, the main street of Yinghua Street drove a lot of Chinese curtain carriages one after another, Luo Qi cover, lacquered wood carving, fat and strong, the so-called "BMW carved car fragrant road", but that's it.

The guards on Main Street had been changing their guards for three days, and instead of withdrawing, they were now being strengthened.

"Girl!"

Song Zhixi saw his personal maid Panjin at a glance, and the figure rushed up and hugged her in a flash.

She looked at the girl with a smile, opened her mouth, and stopped talking.

Ah, it seems like I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss it so much.

"Girl, the servant is reckless."

"Don't worry, let's go back first." Song Zhixi stretched out his index finger against his lips and held her with his right hand backhand.

Panjin happily helped his master to get into the carriage, and then bowed to the coachman surnamed Ma, and the carriage drove out of the main street and into Gongchen Street.

There are restaurants and restaurants, if you turn the corner along the street to the end of the alley, there are brothels, many pharmacies are the structure of the front store and the back yard, and there will be a few pots of evergreen planted at the door.

The gilded arched lion squatting at the door, looking at the ticket number opened by the wealthy merchant who does not know how to rein in, and next to the intersection is the most prestigious Xingyuan pawnshop in the capital, which is more modest in comparison.

In the distance is the diversion bridge, the capital river is scarce, and the artificially opened river under the bridge is also protected and extremely clear.

The layout and width of the street are not only a simple matter of considering the visual experience, but also the layout of the patrol soldiers and the secrets of the government, because the dynasty often has foreign envoys to visit the tribute, the street layout and the spiritual outlook of the people, symbolizing the face of their own dynasty.

The streets are spacious and clean, except for festivals, both sides are generally not allowed to set up stalls, this capital security is not in vain, every four hours there are guards patrolling the streets, if someone obstructs the horses that send urgent reports to the capital, or collides with the dignitaries of which family, then it is not only invited to the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to drink tea and chat.

Bustling, well-behaved, strict laws, stable family, and no smoky miasma, Shengjing City is a treasure land in the world. What kind of hatred pickles, deceit, blood spattered forced the palace, maybe it's just that people who are happy and idle are accustomed to this stability, so they compile books like this to calm the restlessness of their hearts.

The teahouse is very well opened, storytelling has become a thriving profession, and they have never been short of listeners.

However, all the flashiness of the appearance is never just to hide the bad inside.

Song Zhixi lifted the curtain and let out a long breath of turbidity, his eyes regained their former vitality, and he felt fresh for a moment of these fireworks in the world.

After being stuffy in the banquet building for three days, I can finally release it today.

Entering Zhengfu Street, several mothers-in-law seemed to have been waiting for a long time at the door, but there were many of them who were trembling and wanting to go first...... But it didn't prevent Song Zhixi's eyes from being hot.

Yes, this sense of familiarity came to the face, and it was so warm that it made people cry.

As a result, as soon as his heels stepped into the backyard, Song Zhixi was startled by the swarming Yingying Yanyan and burped.

"Girl! Look at the handkerchief I embroidered for you, the maid is not lazy! ”

"Girl! Look at me here, the purse you want me to make for Miss Li's birthday gift has been made, and the maid will definitely give you a long face! ”

Song Zhixi exclaimed: "What?! ”

"Girl, have you forgotten? Last time Miss Zhang came to make trouble, this magpie mandarin duck was temporarily said by you to give her an apology, and you also instructed the slave to do it more eye-catching. ”

Song Zhixi patted his chest slowly: I actually wanted to go wrong.

"And more!"

She followed the sound and caught a touch of fresh and refined color in front of her: "Hey, what is this, it's weird and beautiful." ”

A maid was clicked, remembering the reward mentioned by a few little sisters, and immediately excitedly entered the past, "There is also this green water whisked willow forehead by the maid, you said that you want to give a return gift to the quasi-champion Lang Ma Gongzi in the east of the city, and specially told the maid to choose this kind of oily color!" ”

Song Zhixi looked at the green thing steadily, and lifted it up again in one breath.

If this is really sent out, won't someone shoot it to death......

The girl of the Song family doesn't say anything else, everyone is convinced of it, no, Song Zhixi let go before leaving, leaving a mess of things to do, and the maids rushed to take the job.

Yingying Yanyan scrambled around a woman to offer the embroidery in her hand, and it became a bright color in the backyard in an instant.

According to her own words, isn't it magnificent, which aristocratic girl doesn't go out surrounded by a group of girls? Red, red, green, and green are pleasing to the eye.

Song Zhixi raised a hand and kept nodding his head to deal with it, but it was really ...... It's so noisy.

Eight huge red gauze belly lamps hung on the eaves under the glazed tiles, the golden tassels of the lamp feet swayed in the wind, and when the sky was dusk, Master Song got off the ya, and finally returned home with solid steps.

Inside the Chu Yu Courtyard.

"Girl." Panjin opened the curtain and entered the boudoir, putting down the plate of melons and fruits in his hand, "Steward Cui said, the master is back." ”

Song Zhixi took off the blue hairpin and combed his hair again: "Okay, I'll go now." ”

In the main hall, a man in his forties glanced at the door from time to time, plated walnuts in his hand, and carefully massaged the meridians of his palm.

Song Yuan saw the girl who came in with her skirt wide, her eyes widened, and she threw out a sentence directly: "Is it wild!?" ”

Song Zhixi smiled knowingly, "How can you remember to go home when you are ambitious?" ”

Song Yuan immediately smiled: "Haha, good! Tell me about your daddy......"

She still knows her own father very well.

Song Zhixi lost her mother when she was young, and her biological mother Yang Qing fell ill because she gave birth to her in the early years, and she suddenly disappeared after only two years.

Song Yuan did not continue after the death of his wife, and Song Zhixi became Song Yuan's only daughter, and there was no serious hostess in the Song Mansion, so she naturally enjoyed a unique partiality.

In the middle of the night, Song Zhixi picked up the lamp and went back to the boudoir, she was inexplicably a little uneasy, and her ears still echoed her father's entrustment when she left.

"I don't know if I've been too tired from my official business lately, and I've always been worried a few days ago."

After his father finished speaking, he handed her a purse and said that he wanted to return it to her, with a look of disgust: "You have your own things, you are so good at yourself, and your father has to keep them for you when you are such an adult." ”

She had known since she was a child that inside the purse was a white talisman, the golden runes on it were intricately intricate, but the traces were extremely clear.

His father has always been a disbeliever in gods and Buddhas, but he can't withstand her sudden bad luck, which is also when she was a child not only lost her mother but also fell seriously ill and almost died in the West, her father personally went to find a peace charm for her to ask for.

Fortunately, her fate was hard, and she was stunned to carry it.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a little wrong, she asked awkwardly, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" ”

She only remembered that his father fanned his parched lips, pinched the talisman in his palm and looked at her so fixedly, his eyes indescribably sad.

"Kid...... Dad just pities you, afraid that you have been wronged. He patted her head and stood up again, "Okay, don't think about it all day, let's rest." ”

Song Zhixi raised his hand and wiped his forehead, and immediately sped up the pace of returning to the room.

It's obvious that Daddy is thinking nonsense, but she's very wanton.