That night, Wei Qing did not copy the scriptures and slept soundly.

Early the next morning, the scholar sent by his family copied his notes.

He moved a soft couch and lay on his stomach in the courtyard with half of his butt exposed in the sun.

A few other people also copied a few words, and also came out to party for a while, talking, laughing, eating and eating, not like confinement, but leisurely and comfortable like a summer vacation.

"How's it going, is it out?" Fang Ruijie pointed to Song Ning's room, "Why is there no movement, it can't be copying scriptures, right?" ”

Wei Qingdao: "I didn't see him come out, so I guess he hasn't gotten up yet." ”

"Didn't get up?" Fang Ruijie's eyes rolled, "I'll give him some gifts." ”

He was about to go, Song Ning's door opened, she stood at the door and stretched her waist, yawned and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, are you reminiscing about the comfort of yesterday's spanking time?" ”

"You're just savoring." The other four were afraid of her and immediately dispersed.

Wei Qing squinted at her: "Song Shiyuan is not here, don't you even know how to write?" ”

"I really can't write, otherwise what if Gongzi Wei helps me write?" Song Ning said, his gaze falling on the teacup that Wei Qing had placed in his hand.

Wei Qingbai glanced at him: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, get out of here." ”

Song Ning patted Wei Qing on the shoulder for the first time: "Be grateful to be a man, I agree not to let you kneel on Xuanwu Avenue and let you call me grandfather, you should be grateful." ”

"Do I know how to repay the favor?" Wei Qing stared at Song Ning, "Don't you know how you won that case yesterday?" ”

"If you don't fake it, someone will help you, and you will solve the case?"

"I wrote the Wei character upside down."

He wouldn't have believed it if he died.

"Yes, I know, okay......" Song Ning replied without a beginning or end, no longer taking care of him, and said to Qiu Yi as he walked, "Help me pour tea, I'm thirsty." ”

Autumn should be.

Wei Qing pursed his lips, subconsciously feeling thirsty, and drank the tea in his teacup.

"Let me kowtow and want to be beautiful."

Song Ning returned to the room, and Ma Santong asked in a suppressed voice, "Are you sure?" ”

"I'm sure." Song Ning said.

Ma Santong couldn't wait, staring out with a pair of eyes against the window.

"When are you coming?" Ma Santong asked.

Song Ning flattened the paper on the table, gestured with a pen, and looked at the thick scriptures in front of him, his scalp was numb: "Qiuyi, you Lord Song didn't say, when will Song Shi'an die violently?" ”

She didn't want to copy the scriptures.

Qiuyi looked at Song Ning, and suddenly felt funny: "The master didn't say, you...... You'd better copy it. ”

Song Ning glanced at her meaningfully.

Autumn is inexplicably a little nervous.

At this moment, impatient footsteps came from the courtyard at the door, and the little servant of the Wei Mansion shouted from afar: "Childe is not good!" ”

"King Qi asked in front of the Qianqing Palace this morning, when will you go to Xuanwu Avenue to kowtow and call your grandfather."

"He's gone with people and chairs."

"I tell you and Lord Xiao Song to be quick, don't make him wait for a long time."

Ma Santong listened to the poof, and laughed loudly: "It's coming, it's coming, it's really coming." ”

"Song Ning, you are really like a god!" Thumbs up at Song Ning.

Song Yanxu sent Jiang Bo to pass the word and tell her that she couldn't let Wei Qing go to Xuanwu Avenue to kowtow and call her grandfather, and Song Ning agreed very happily.

That's what she's waiting for.

"The prince is not at a loss, he is the prince, I am afraid that the court will not be chaotic, and the elders will not fight." Ma Santong said sincerely.

Song Ning thought so. Judging from the fact that Zhao Yi beat all seven of them yesterday, if she let Wei Qing go today, he would definitely be the first to refuse.

Zhao Yi is bound to miss this thing.

Making Zhao Chi unhappy and making the court chaotic is what Zhao Yi is most happy to see.

Outside the door, Wei Qing gritted his teeth and said, "The prince really said so, let's hurry up?" ”

King Qi is simply idle and panicked! scolded in his heart, but Wei Qing didn't dare to say half a word on his mouth.

"What about my grandfather, didn't he stop him?"

The little servant replied: "The pavilion is always stopped, but the prince said that you are already a nineteen-year-old talent, and you can be of great use." ”

"But no matter what the use is, it is indispensable to be willing to gamble and accept punishment for guilt and punishment."

Wei Qing turned his head anxiously: "And then?" ”

"The elder wanted to speak, but the prince had already brushed up his sleeves, saying that you and Lord Xiao Song were making trouble during the state funeral, and his anger had not subsided."

"So this is a thing that is willing to gamble and lose, it must be done."

As soon as these words came out, the Holy One had no reason to object. And I heard that the details of entering the imperial mausoleum were being discussed at that time, and there were many things, so the saint waved his hand and asked the prince to stop arguing and let him deal with it. ”

Wei Qing's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "It's just so casual? ”

"It's not casual. Prince Qi is also very particular about choosing the timing of speaking, not early or late stuck in the stall of important matters, everyone is in a hurry to decide, so they don't have the heart to calculate the length of these little things with the prince. ”

In fact, who can stop the prince of Qi in the Manchu Dynasty?

Wei Qing wanted to cry, he kowtowed and shouted Song Shi'an's grandfather, it was a trivial matter?

"Lord Wang, I have no grievances with you, why do you bother!" Wei Qing cried.

He lay on the soft couch without love, thinking that the bet was over, who knows...... Who knew that Song Shi'an had forgotten it, but King Qi held on to it.

He just beat the cane yesterday.

How could he be so unlucky.

Wei Qing wailed, raised his eyes and saw Yan Feng coming in from the front yard, saluted him with his hands crossed, and said, "Master Wei, seeing that it is almost noon, please go a few of you early, get things done, and everyone should go home early to rest." ”

This thing can obviously not be done, why bother, you have to stare at me so hard and kowtow?

Wei Qing responded weakly.

Several other sons in the room also came out.

Yan Feng turned his gaze and didn't see Song Ning, so he asked, "What about Lord Xiao Song?" ”

"Room." Wei Qing said angrily.

Yan Feng went to invite Song Ning in person, and saw Song Ning sitting at the table, writing with a pen, his eyebrows moved, and he went directly to the door and saluted: "Little Lord Song, our prince invites you and Gongzi Wei to go to Xuanwu Avenue earlier, and Gongzi Wei is responsible for kowtowing." ”

"It's done early, and you two should come back early."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on her handwriting.

"Aren't you not kowtowing?" Song Ning asked fakely, "Why do you kowtow again?" ”

He patiently explained.

Song Ning was busy and said, "Then let's go, I have a trip with Lord Lao Yanfeng." ”

She instructed Qiuyi to help her change her clothes.

Yan Feng picked up two balls casually, and the miscopied and discarded waste paper on the table was stuffed into his sleeve.

Song Ning changed her clothes and came out, Ma Santong and Pu Hansheng followed her excitedly, and the more Qiu Yi thought about it, the more she wondered...... She was surprised yesterday that Song Ning actually promised Jiang Bo to let Wei Qing go.

This is by no means her style.

After all, before Jiang Bo came, she also provoked Wei Qing and said cruel words.

She doesn't look like someone who changes her mind after a few words of persuasion.

But she readily agreed...... And today, Prince Qi actually followed this stubble and forced Wei Qingyuan to gamble and lose.

Could it be that Song Ning calculated that Prince Qi would do this today, so she borrowed a knife to kill instead?

Is Song Ning so smart?

Does she think it's not easy?

Qiu Yi felt even more scared when he thought about it...... Serving the lady's errand is much more difficult than the original errand of serving the uncle.

A group of seven people with a small entourage dragged them to Xuanwu Avenue.

As soon as he got there, Wei Qing was completely dumbfounded.

The streets are full of people, crowded with people.

Zhao Yi sat on a chair, with a coffee table in his hand, and a few plates of dried fruit and candied fruit on the table, he sat leisurely in the middle of the road drinking tea, looking at them.

It's like being in a theater, just waiting for the protagonist to play as soon as the gongs and drums sound, and then listen to the play.

"Wei Qing, you should thank me." Song Ning patted Wei Qing on the shoulder, revealing an expression of your luck.

Wei Qing was furious, gritted his teeth and said: "You are looking forward to my death, you wait, I can't spare you." ”

"Idiot, I was going to gamble with you yesterday, if you lose, you won't kowtow today."

Wei Qing looked at Zhao Yi, and cold sweat broke out.

King Qi can really do it.

Zhao Yi put down the good celadon tea cup of the official kiln and looked at him: "Everyone is in a hurry to go back and rest after reading it, you can be sharp." ”

Laughter all around.

It was the most spectacular day in the capital.

From the most noble and ruthless King Qi to the gentlemen in Beijing, the most turbulent people in Beijing are all here.

If it's a fish, it's all in one catch.

Zhao Yi nodded at Wei Qing and urged him: "What are you dragging, hurry up." ”

Wei Qing's face turned pale, and he knelt down at Zhao Yi: "Lord Wang, we are just messing around together, not really." ”

"Song Shi'an, you can help me explain to the prince."

Wei Qing looked at Song Ning with a blank eye.

"Really?" Zhao Yi's gaze fell on Song Ning's face, raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's really a joke?" ”

Song Ning greeted Wei Qing's ancestor again.

At this time, pull her out to testify and explain, do you still expect her to testify to others?

"Nope!" Song Ning immediately waved his hand, "But my father didn't let me take it seriously, saying that I was going to force Wei Qing to kowtow, so he broke my leg." ”

Zhao Yi's gaze fell on her lap.

Are Song Shi'an's legs so slender? Zhao Yi recalled Song Ning's legs and couldn't help frowning......

I didn't look at it in such detail at the time.

Think about it carefully, when she kicked her own foot, the force was not small, the leg should not be so slender, right?

"Song Shi'an, I'm talking about your ancestor, why don't you let your father let you, it's obviously the two of us messing around." Wei Qing pointed at Song Ning and said, "You must explain it clearly to the prince today." ”

Zhao Yi came back to his senses, frowned, and said, "What's the howl?" ”

Wei Qing was frightened.

"In that case, you say play is play. We're all the same age, you can play with me. Zhao Yi said amiably, "Let's play, let's play!" ”

Wei Qing cried: "Lord Wang, you, you're not playing." ”

"After this round, let's have some other fun." Zhao Yi said, "It is necessary to have a good time during the state funeral, so that when my father is buried, you can go to the funeral." ”

Wei Qing felt that his heart was stuck in his throat, and he didn't talk nonsense, knocking and kowtowing to the root of the imperial city.

While kowtowing, shouting grandfather!

"Song Shi'an." Zhao Yi pointed at Song Ning, "Count!" ”

Song Ning should be: "Eh, eh, eh, I'll start here." ”

She responded to Wei Qing several times.

Wei Qing glared at her, and then called out to his grandfather.

"Obediently, I counted."

"One, two, three......"

Wei Qing was angry and shouted: "I've knocked more than a dozen, and you're only counting one, two, three?" ”

"Don't yell, I'll forget when I yell." Song Ning said.