When a few horses are the first to run a long way.

Xiao Quanzi shouted loudly to Song Fuling beside him:

"Miss Song, our young master said, you can buy whatever you want when you go to Beijing this time, you can play as much as you want, and you can go wherever you want. Even if you turn out a flower for the capital, you can make it. The small ones will accompany them throughout the process. ”

Xiao Quanzi remembered that Master Junzi privately mentioned his original words, which were:

The young master is suffering and fighting outside, and Miss Song can't play too much in the capital, which is the privilege that the young master earns by playing with his life.

You'd better arrange it so that Miss Song can enjoy the double blessings, and the young master's blessings will also be enjoyed, so that she won't panic.

Lest you panic when you think about it, a group of young ladies enjoy happiness in the flower world in the capital, only our young master is young and eats wind and sand outside.

Song Fuling thought in her heart: Lu Minrui, do I have any signs of being a gentleman in your heart? I also turned out more flowers for the capital, I have nothing to do with it, but my mouth is: "Hahaha." "The one who laughs is called a wanton, and the one who laughs is indeed like a gentleman.

Hearing this, Mi Shou sat in Xiao Quanzi's arms, and suddenly asked the soul:

"Then did your young master tell you what you should do when my sister and I, and his wife, who has not passed through the door, have a conflict on a specific occasion?"

I?

Xiao Quanzi almost bit her tongue, where is that fiancée, isn't that your sister.

"Little Master Mi Shou, did anyone say that you think too much."

Mi Shou smiled slightly, and his tone of voice was very similar to Song Fusheng: "People must have near-term worries if they have no long-term concerns." ”

Song Fuling heard another barbell-like laugh.

Yang Mingyuan lifted the curtain and looked at Song Fuling riding a horse and looked at the smiling face of the little girl in the Guogong Mansion, he couldn't hear what he was laughing at, but he knew that after so many days along the way, only today Miss Song smiled so happily.

He couldn't help but smile with a soft look in his eyes.

Song Fuling and Mi Shou passed through the city gate first, without waiting for the large army behind.

Mi Shou: I obeyed the law and stretched out my arms and waited for the search to come, but they didn't search, so I didn't have to be polite, and then I swaggered into the capital.

After passing through so many city gates, it is the most factional this time.

Welcome to the capital.

After passing the city gate, Song Fuling led the horse with one hand and her younger brother with the other, looking at the ancient capital with red walls and green willows, and suddenly several small girls and two girls appeared in front of her.

The two girls saluted together: "Slave and maid poetry, slave and maid painting, please say hello to Miss Song and Young Master Mi Shou." ”

This name was called, and it seems that he was not mistaken.

Song Fuling and Mi Shou were surrounded and put into the carriage.

Xiaohong doesn't care.

There was flower tea in the car, snacks, six fruit plates, and a maid who was wiping her hands with a fragrant handkerchief for Song Pocos and Mi Shou.

Here at the city gate, Song Fusheng and they arrived: My child, there is no phone here, don't lose it.

However, Song Fusheng didn't care about shouting "Poria cocos" anymore, because Xiao Quanzi followed the city guards and walked towards him.

The official guarding the city was extremely polite and polite to take Song Fusheng's handover of a stack of books to the city.

These documents have been kept by Song Fusheng here, although the city guards said no, but the rules we should abide by still have to be followed.

This is the capital, don't cause trouble to the Guogong Mansion.

Besides, if they don't worry, we're still afraid.

Don't be an assassin or something, it's up to us who haven't checked the documents, at most let Xiao Quanzi come forward to make it easier to go faster.

Song Fusheng explained to the city guard that the last document was the certificate of the escort team's passage through the city, and pointed to the rear team that could not be counted on, and Fugui had already run to the back to command.

"Release."

When the city guard gave an order, Song Fusheng felt that in his ears, it was like countless officials shouting: "Release, release, release." ”

Borrowing Song Xiaolianguang's lifting people, they got out of the car and walked across the city gate.

They looked at the group of individual visitors beside them, and the faces of those who were also rushing to take the exam. You see, you can't do it, you have to wait in line, you don't have to wait until dark, right? How anxious.

The students queuing up next to them are also looking back at Song Fusheng and his group, whose family is this?

Privilege.

Whether it was the people who followed Song Fusheng into the city or the men in line, their hearts were shaken: this is the privilege.

Like a large tourist group, Song Fusheng and his party passed through the city gate at a very fast speed.

Shunzi arranged for two of the little guys: "Go, go to the dart game with the rich man, and then lead the way to the other courtyard for the rich man." ”

At this time, Song Fusheng finally found his daughter in the crowd, and helped Qian Peiying to speak: "Why did you two get into someone's car, do you know each other?" So he went up and sat down. ”

"The slave is poetic, the slave is picturesque, and I ask the lord and wife to say goodbye."

Lujia Annex.

The people who followed Song Xiaolian looked at this idle mansion as if they were frozen.

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