After entering the door, Mrs. Qu waited for more than half an hour in the Listening Pavilion, even if Liu Li showed a humble and polite attitude, Mrs. Qu still gradually became irritable.

Looking from the second floor of the Listening Pavilion, you can see the main road of the Song Mansion, and the old lady Qu is standing in front of the window, and her eyes have never left there until she sees a figure flashing in a hurry

A eunuch dressed in the big red robe of the celebrant and the celebrant walked quickly with his hands in his hands, with his usual ferocious arrogance, and walked quickly through the stone road on the central axis of the Song Mansion.

Behind the man, he was followed by two groups of followers, about a dozen or so men, and the crowd followed closely behind, in a majestic formation.

Although the figure only flashed for a moment between the hidden trees, the old lady could see the man's side face

It's Yuan Zhen.

There will be no mistake, the eunuch for the sake of Yuan Zhen is the eunuch Bingbi who specializes in revenge.

Looking at this scene, Old Madam Qu had completely forgiven the Song family's father and son for coming late. Fang Cai's irritability was swept away, replaced by a faint worry in his place. She stood up and descended from the second floor of the Listening Pavilion into the courtyard.

Qu Xiu had already dozed off on the table and chair on the second floor, and only woke up when he heard the sound of his mother coming downstairs, so he ran down and stood at the gate of the courtyard to wait.

Not long after, the Song father and son really came over in official robes, and when they saw that Mrs. Qu was standing at the gate of the courtyard and waiting, Song Bozong hurriedly quickened his pace. But after all, he is already an old bone, even if he speeds up his pace, he still moves slowly, but his body sways much more, and Song Ne on the side is afraid that his father will fall, so he hurriedly steadies his father's arm.

"Sister Xian!" Song Bozong shouted from afar with a somewhat emotional tone, and when he got closer, his expression became a little solemn, "Why are you haggard like this." ”

"Then we have to ask this unscrupulous descendant." Old Madam Qu glanced at Qu Xiu on the side, "If this child can have half of the peace of mind, I won't have to worry about things at home all day." ”

"Don't say that, Xiu'er is also a good child." Song Bozong hurriedly said, "Baolin, is he okay?" ”

"Baolin is all right." Mrs. Qu replied in the same old voice, "Recently, there is a new play, and there are more than 60 people, and they are still grinding dramas with the troupe, so they are really going back more and more."

Song Bozong laughed, shook his head and sighed, "This is how to live a chic life, I have unloaded my burden early, and I can't envy the blessing of living the days I want to live." ”

The father of the Song family and the mother and son of the Qu family walked together to the listening pavilion.

"Since the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, I haven't seen Baolin much, hey," Song Bozong sighed tremblingly, "Although I know that he is only on temporary duty now, and he is not used to deal with practice." But without such a talker, you will indeed feel lonely. ”

"Father, father, no, don't have to feel lonely." On the side, Song Ne stumbled to speak, but his expression was a little ridiculous and unconcealable, "If you want to think about finding someone to talk to, your son won't be tired of accompanying you for three days, three days and three nights." ”

Song Bozong laughed, and also stroked his beard and quipped, "You are not tired, you are tired of listening to your father." ”

Everyone laughed for a moment.

Song Ne is the only child of Song Bozong who is still alive in the world, and he is also his most child. Song Bozong is already eighty years old, but Song Ne is only in his early forties. As the name suggests, the Song people have had a severe stutter since childhood.

However, Song Bozong would give the child a single name "Ne", which was really full of deep meaning, because his eldest son was stabbed through the stomach on the spot by several thugs with an iron fork because of a quarrel, and the second son lived to be a teenager, and a tumor grew under the root of his tongue, and the whole person quickly lost weight, and the tumor went away quickly as soon as it broke

Therefore, when the third child in his life appeared, he only hoped that the child would never die again because of his tongue.

Although Song Ne's speech was slurred, Song Bozong didn't care at all, and even felt that this was evidence that the child had received God's mercy. And Song Ne really did not disappoint his father later, he failed in words, but he had a talent that ordinary people could not match in figuring out the will of Emperor Jianxi, so he won the love of Emperor Jianxi soon after he stepped into the official career.

Song Ne was less than twenty-six years old when he entered the cabinet, and he was the youngest member of the Great Zhou Cabinet, three months younger than when Zhang Shouzhong entered the cabinet. The father and son are deeply rooted in the sacred heart, and have controlled the government for many years, and their disciples are all over the government and the opposition, and the so-called deep-rooted and intertwined are nothing more than that.

Qu Xiu has known Song Ne since he was a child, and at first he saw that he was inarticulate and did not take him seriously, but later when he saw Song Ne's official fortune, he could only secretly blush that he had a good father.

Although the relationship between the two families is very good, Qu Xiu is in charge of the meals in the palace, and there is really nothing to talk about heroes with Song Ne's green plum cooking, and as far as Song Ne's stupid tongue is concerned, he never talks about this with others.

The biggest hobby of the two is to go to the flower street and willow lane of Chaotian Street together, Song Ne likes to indulge the carriage rampage, watching the crowd on both sides avoid it in horror, and he laughs in the carriage and horses, and the cry and scream sound really happy, which fascinates him more than the laughter of the beauty.

While talking and laughing, they came to the second floor of the Listening Pavilion.

The wind blows through the new lotus in the pond and gently blows the wooden windows on the second floor.

Listening Pavilion here, more suitable for talking about confidential matters than the courtyard of the deep house, here is surrounded by lakes on all sides, with a wide field of vision, unobstructed, as long as the guards are placed on the lakeside, there is almost no place to hide outside, and the ceiling structure on the second floor is extremely simple, there are no dead ends at a glance, everything is in full view.

When you speak in this place, you never have to worry about the walls having ears.

"Fang Cai, I think it's Gonggong Yuan who came to the house." Old Madam Qu opened her mouth first, unconcealing the worry in her eyes, "What trouble is Elder Ge in?" ”

A helpless smile appeared on Song Bozong's face, and he hesitated for a long time before he said, "That's it, I won't hide it from Xianmei." ”

Qu Xiu hurriedly asked, "Is the emperor angry about the matter of Donglin Temple?" ”

Song Bozong shook his head, "It's just a few temples, if they are burned, they will be burned, what does it matter, the emperor will not be angry about this kind of thing." As he spoke, he looked at Old Madam Qu, "It was Ling Lang who wrote a letter to the emperor." ”

As soon as the word "Ling Lang" came out, Old Madam Qu's body froze slightly, "You mean Sheng'er?" ”

"Yes, General Chang." Song Bozong sighed again, "He said that after this autumn, there will be a big invasion of the Jin tribe, and the entire front in the north needs to be prepared in advance, but the food stored in the army is only enough to eat for more than a month." ”……