Early the next morning, Song Wenyu went down the court and followed Luo Teng to Jingzhaoyin's mansion. As soon as the little servant retreated, Song Wenyu asked, "At my banquet yesterday, you took the post, did you come last?" ”

"Naturally, it's coming." Although Luo Teng's temperament is cold, when facing his long-time friend, his facial lines are quite soft: "It's just that I can't talk to you." ”

"I sent a little maid to look for you, and I wanted to invite you to sit in the Little Flower Hall, but you refused to come. I won't force you. I didn't expect that meal to take so long. At the mention of this, Song Wenyu also felt a little embarrassed. Luo Teng was an official in the same dynasty as him, but because he had military power in his hands and he himself was upright, he did not like to associate with the princes.

"It doesn't matter." Luo Teng smiled: "Brother Wen Yu is good at dancing, and I understand the hardships." ”

"It's good that you go that day, otherwise I won't know how to explain to Song Li." Song Wenyu made a rare joke: "That day, the sister's Spring River flower moonlit night, but I want to play it for you." ”

Luo Teng was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and asked seriously: "I don't know if Ling Mei is the pipa or the guqin?" ”

Song Wenyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Teng a little provocatively: "Is there a difference?" ”

"If the guqin is Lingmei, I think she shouldn't let the pipa accompany her and be dominated by the noise."

Luo Teng's words made Song Wenyu a little depressed, and he didn't know whether it was a curse or a blessing for Shen Mojin to be so sharp. He put down the teacup with a wry smile, stared at the tea with his eyes and said, "The person you said was the one who took the lead, and he was the one who was below." ”

Luo Teng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously confirmed: "Is it Song Shen's?" ”

After seeing Song Wenyu nodding, he suddenly frowned and stopped speaking: "That day, my brother's expression changed after hearing the sound of pipa in Yuehua Tower, and the virtuous brother dared to ask, the person who played the pipa in Yuehua Tower that day, but sister-in-law?" ”

Song Wenyu lowered his head and took a sip of tea, only after a while did he raise his head, look directly at Luo Teng and say, "I don't think it should be." She was there when I rushed home. ”

"I see." With this answer, Luo Teng didn't ask again. I just felt that Song Wenyu's previous request about Shen Mojin wanted to be completed immediately.

"What are you thinking?" Song Wenyu saw that he didn't speak, worried that Luo Teng would not believe his words.

Luo Teng glanced up at him and changed the subject without a trace: "There's something I think you should know." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The prince was given marriage today, and you know the bride." Luo Teng lowered his eyes and reached for the tea bowl.

Song Wenyu gave him a strange look. This person doesn't like to inquire about the things in this uterine cavity on weekdays, but why is the news so well-informed today. Luo Teng finished drinking the tea, and seeing that Song Wenyu still didn't move, he simply revealed the mystery: "It's Meng Yidi." ”

Song Wenyu was stunned for a moment, only to feel a slight tingle in his heart. Probably because I was prepared to stop coming back from the beginning, it didn't hurt so much. No wonder Luo Teng is so well-informed, Luo Xin, the eldest girl of the Luo family, is Meng Yiwei's wife, and the Meng family is in charge, so he can naturally know it as soon as possible.

"Expected. After all these days, there are some things that I have figured out. When he spoke again, Song Wenyu's voice was a little hoarse: "The auspicious day has been set?" ”

"I don't know. But if it's decided, we'll know. ”

After saying this, both of them fell silent. After a while, Song Wenyu stood up and arched his hand to Luo Teng and said, "I'll go back first." ”

"Okay, be careful on the road." Luo Teng nodded, and did not send it far.