Song Qingyi has been studying diamond craftsmanship for the past few days, so he hasn't gone out for a long time. The weather was very good today and the mood was good, so Song Qingyi put on a veil and went out.

The crowd on the street was bustling, talking to each other, Song Qingyi smiled charmingly, and Zhan listened to people discussing some secrets and important news in the capital.

"General Meng's birthday is a big event, although it has been set and is only done in the mansion, but the general is sympathetic and loves the people, and he has never been bad for us, so the gifts should be prepared more exquisitely!"

It was by the door of a tavern, and the owner was instructing his subordinates to prepare gifts for Meng Yu's birthday.

When Song Qingyi heard the news, her heart felt a little warm, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly. Since Meng Yu's birthday has arrived, he must give him something he likes, but what is the best thing to give?

This made Song Qingyi frown, and just as Song Qingyi was thinking, the boss's voice came from his ears again.

"Although the wine is not very expensive, it is fifty years old, and you must explain that the carriage must be slow down and not spill the wine."

"Yes, yes, yes! Rest assured owner. ”

Hearing the word "wine", Song Qingyi thought, Meng Yu likes to drink, and the boss should send wine, in this case, he must do what he likes, but what can he give?

Song Qingyi thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't have a good idea, and suddenly remembered Meng Kuo, he followed Meng Yu every day, he must know what Meng Yu liked?

So Song Qingyi sent a small servant to the General's Mansion to invite Meng Kuo, under the pretext that Song Qingyi invited him to drink.

Drunken Immortal Restaurant:

Song Qingyi, who had been waiting for a long time at the top of the restaurant, finally heard a knock on the door.

"Miss Song, I'm Meng Kuo. Can I come in? ”

Song Qingyi answered, picked up the wine jug, poured a glass of wine for the two of them, and then heard Meng Kuo's voice.

"It is a blessing for me to be able to let Miss pour the wine herself!"

"Don't talk nonsense, sit down!"

Meng Kuo laughed. Then sit down.

"You should be busy these days! I heard that Meng Yu is almost on his birthday. Song Qingyi picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and looked at Meng Kuo.

"Miss knows the general's birthday? What do you want to give? Meng Kuo asked casually, but he really asked Song Qingyi's heart.

"I just didn't know what to send, so I called you over, thinking that you knew him, just to help me think about what to send."

Meng Kuo thought for a while and said. "The general has been fighting in the south and the north for many years, and is known as the god of war, so he naturally likes some rare weapons, so it is very appropriate for Miss to send some bows and crossbows."

Song Qingyi shook his head, the bow and crossbow are sharp, this is too unromantic! If you want to send it, you have to send it romantic, otherwise Meng Yu can only be happy when she sees it, not surprised and moved. Just as she was thinking about this matter, she suddenly had a splitting headache, and a name called Alu suddenly popped up in her mind, but Song Qingyi couldn't think of who this Alu was? Since I can't remember it, I just don't think about it first, when I think of it, when I will talk about it.

"That's it! I haven't been out for a long time, so let's go out for a walk first. I'll come back to you for a drink next time I have time. ”

said that Song Qingyi was about to leave. But Meng Kuo saw her splitting headache just now, and asked with some concern, "Miss seems to have a headache just now, is there a big problem?" ”

Song Qingyi waved his hand, signaled that it was okay, and went out. But as soon as she got out of the restaurant, she heard another exciting news. Song Liyun was beaten by Yun Guohou, and she was sick in bed, so she was not happy.

When Song Qingyi heard the news, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, he liked this kind of thing the most, so how could she not go to see Miss Liyun? Go to Audiobook.com

Yunguo Houfu:

"Xiang'er, I heard that our young lady is sick, take me to see her!"

"Miss, Song Liyun has always been not on good terms with us, I'm afraid that if Miss goes, she will be embarrassed by Miss." Xiang'er said with some concern.

"It's not a day or two that she doesn't get along with us, and we are both sisters, so of course I'm going to see her sick. Care for her. ”

After Song Qingyi went out, she went straight to Song Liyun's boudoir, and was not stopped by her maid until she was about to enter Song Liyun's room.

"My young lady is not feeling well, please Miss Song come over to visit another day!"

Song Qingyi didn't listen to what the maid said, and directly pushed the door in and entered Song Liyun's room.

Song Liyun, who was bedridden, saw Song Qingyi even more angry, and kept coughing.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Why do you keep coughing, could it be that you have some kind of tuberculosis? ”

Song Qingyi looked at Song Liyun's rapid cough, and hurriedly said with "concern".

When Song Liyun heard this, her face became even more ugly. "I'm fine, you can go!"

How could Song Qingyi go. smiled and poured a cup of tea for Song Liyun. "Sister, drink saliva and rest, I see that my sister is coughing so quickly, eighty percent of it is tuberculosis, although tuberculosis is difficult to treat, but it will be fine if it is cured early, but my sister looks at my sister, it seems that she is terminally ill."

Speaking of this, Song Qingyi also took a handkerchief to wipe away the tears on his face that didn't exist at all. "My sister is afraid that she is terminally ill, and my sister has nothing else to send, last month the Ministry of Rites gave me a piece of good sandalwood, so it is better to give it to my sister, if he goes west and does not have a good coffin, this sandalwood is also a sister's heart."

After listening to Song Qingyi's words, Song Liyun knew that she must have been angry with herself, and wanted to refute a few words, but as soon as she wanted to speak, she coughed violently.

Song Qingyi was just about to say something when he heard the sound of someone breaking into the door.

"Miss, my young lady is sick and not suitable to see guests, please let Miss go quickly!"

Song Qingyi looked at the way these people came in with sticks, but felt a little funny, and felt that he had choked Song Liyun enough anyway, and it was time to leave. So he walked out. "Dare to ask the guards, who asked you to invite me out!"

"Naturally, it's Master Hou!" Those guards clenched their fists, like a lot of people supporting their waists. Although Song Qingyi heard it as a lie, he didn't bother to explain it to them. Who doesn't know that his father and Song Liyun have always been on good terms, so how could he stand up for her?

It must be the little maid outside who told the guard to say this, so as to support Miss Yanchu!

Song Qingyi disdained, quietly explained a few words to the maidservant, and left the Yunguo Houfu with a swagger.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she went out, Meng Yu was waiting for her outside the door!

"Why is the general here?"

"Isn't it true that you've done everything and I'm going to pick you up?"

Song Qingyi also knew, Meng Yu must have known that he had come to Yunguo Houfu to make trouble, so he wanted to stop it, but he didn't expect that he had already finished the matter.

Song Qingyi stuck out his tongue a little embarrassed, got on the horse and left the Yunguo Houfu.

On the second day, the streets and alleys were full of news, saying that Yun Guohou was beaten with his head covered, and he didn't know who the murderer was.