"I'm just curious, why did you go this way? I also want to ask, have you achieved everything you wanted? ”

Facing Lu Yu's questioning, the smile on Song Jing's face paused.

Just for a moment, I laughed back to the old days.

"It's done."

Lu Yu straightened up his upper body and poked randomly in all directions.

"That's all?"

"So, isn't that enough?"

Song Jing asked rhetorically.

"You don't have to work hard in the Hanlin Academy, you don't have to go to the six corridors to sit on the cold bench, the splendid paving, the official robes are added, and the eyes are all smooth, how many people have been working hard all their lives, I have them, isn't it enough?"

"Do you remember what you told me before the township exam?

You said, when the township test is over, you will go to propose marriage to Ji Yu.

You also said that if Mingchun can be promoted to the Jinshi, whether it is to enter the Hanlin Academy or be released to be a small county official, you will take Ji Yu with you and try not to let her be alone with your mother.

You have even said that you must be an honest and honest official, an official who serves the public and the people......

Can all of this be achieved? ”

At this point, the smile on Song Jing's face disappeared completely.

He raised his eyes, and the warmth in his eyes was gone, replaced by coldness.

"People change."

After a pause, he added, "People can't be greedy. ”

As if he had heard some joke, Lu Yu slapped the table and laughed.

"It's just a joke, and you're serious?

Ji Yu already has a home, I specially inquired, the couple are living well. You are also a wife now, and you are prosperous in your official fortune, what does it mean, it shows that everyone is happy, everything is providential!

Come on, let's not talk about that, let's drink. ”

Then the two did not speak again, only drank in silence.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Yu collapsed on the table, his mind was no longer clear, and his mouth was still talking nonsense.

"I, to you, am very ...... Disappointment, your ambitions...... Hiccup, what? ”

"What do you want, want? Do you know, you know...... How many people are out there, laughing, laughing at you? ”

"Do you know, Dao, how much you have lost, how many people ......"

Deeper and quieter, sitting alone.

Song Jing looked at the wine glass and lowered his eyes and chuckled.

"I can't get what I want the most, and I can't afford it...... What matters. ”

After drinking the last cup of wine, Song Jing stood up with a slight shaking.

After stabilizing his figure, he summoned the little servant Guan Yan and asked him to send Lu Yu to the "guest room" that he hastily cleaned up.

"My lord, then you ......"

Guan Yanben was a little uneasy, but before the words came out, he saw the aunt who came to deliver the soup, he didn't say anything more, and walked away with Lu Yu.

"Uncle, Madame ordered you to cook the soup."

"Put it down, it's tiring."

The aunt didn't say much, cleaned up the mess of the cups and plates on the round table, put the soup cup with the soup bowl on it, brought a basin of warm water and put it on the basin rack for washing, and then withdrew.

Song Jing didn't drink the soup, washed his face, and sat in the circle chair behind the desk in a trance.

Aunt Ci sent the soup back to pay off.

Ren Yingzhu heard that the guests had been sent to rest, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Did my uncle say when he would rest?" ”

Lianghuan understood Ren Yingzhu's mind best, and asked her what was in her heart: "Is my uncle going back to the room tonight?" ”

It's no wonder she asked, but it's not once or twice.

Guan Yan said that his family used to be like this, so the study was not only complete with washing utensils, but also a bed for resting.

Aunt Ci replied: "Uncle didn't say it. ”

"Uncle didn't say it, you didn't ask?"

"Madame didn't let me ask."

"You elm head!" Lianghuan stomped his feet in anger.

Ren Yingzhu coughed lightly and interrupted them.

"I don't blame Aunt Ci, it's because I'm shallow, and my husband often handles official business until late, so I'll ...... when I worry about it."

"Anyway, you've only been married for a few days, and my uncle shouldn't snub Mrs. like this."

Ren Yingzhu waved her hand.

"Who made me not angry, I was sick and crooked every day, and the whole room smelled of medicine...... It is better for him to rest in the study, so as not to get sick. ”

"Madam, you wait, I'll go and bring my uncle to you."

As soon as he spoke, he ran out.

Ren Yingzhu stared at the swaying bead curtain, thoughtful.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and looked at his aunt.

"Say, is he blaming me?

If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have divorced his wife, let alone become a joke among his colleagues......

But Aunt Ci, I don't want to.

The first time I saw him, I had him in my heart, I just wanted to look at him twice, I didn't expect my father to make a move......"

Aunt Ci didn't understand the twists and turns.

"My uncle divorced his wife, isn't it because the one in front of me committed seven outs? What does it have to do with the master? ”

Ren Yingzhu sighed.

Fang Yuzhi refused to let go and was still entangled, until her father was suddenly degraded...... Also, my father had seen Song Jing in private, and I also knew about it. You say, could it be that he coerced Song Jing that Song Jing would agree to marry me? ”

The aunt shook her head: "This, the slave doesn't know." ”

Ren Yingzhu stared at the dancing candlelight, and muttered in distraction: "Did I guess wrong?" He actually has Fang Yuzhi in his heart......"

Lianghuan stood outside the study, thinking about the people inside, and the enthusiasm that was full of standing up for his own young lady suddenly disappeared.

She straightened her hair and dress, took a deep breath, and then tapped her hand on the door.

After waiting with bated breath for a while, I heard a clear "enter".

Lianghuan pushed the door in, and cautiously glanced at Song Jing, who was recuperating with his eyes closed behind the desk.

His heart jumped heavily, and he hurriedly lowered his gaze.

Uncle seems to be drunk......

When my uncle was drunk, he looked very different from usual......

Song Jing opened his eyes, looked at Lianghuan, and asked, "Something?" ”

Only then did Lianghuan realize that he had forgotten to speak until he came in.

Her pretty face turned red in an instant.

"Aunt, aunt, Mrs. asked the slave to ask you, can you go back to the room tonight?"

Song Jing pinched his eyebrows and paused, and after putting it down, he casually picked up a dossier-like thing and flipped through it in his hand.

"Today, when old friends meet, I am happy, so I drank a few more glasses, and I was full of alcohol, so I still don't want to disturb Mrs.

This is too polite, husband and wife, what is there to disturb.

Lianghuan thought so in his heart, but unfortunately his brain was dizzy, and he couldn't open his mouth.

He sighed, glanced at Song Jing again, and then exited the door.

Before bringing it to the door, he caught a glimpse of the stew on the round table that had not moved, hesitated, and reminded softly:

"The soup has been carefully stewed for a long time, sobering up and nourishing the stomach, and my uncle has drunk some of it."

Song Jing nodded and said thank you.

Lianghuan carried a deer in his heart, and returned to the inner courtyard with brisk steps.

"Sleeping in the study again tonight?"

Although she had been mentally prepared for this, she suddenly heard it, and Ren Yingzhu still couldn't hide the loss on her face.

"Miss, don't think about it too much, my uncle is also afraid that the smell of wine will smoke Miss."

It's hard not to attract attention to this cheerful tone.

Ren Yingzhu raised her head, her gaze pausing on her sparkling eyes and ruddy face.

"I'm tired, so go down, all of you."