Not to mention that Forsythia went to find the doormen of the Zhongshu Mansion to write invitations to the houses seriously. It is only said that Song Shaohuai walked out of the courtyard wall, like a fish swimming in the water, and he had already been tied to the outside of the courtyard when stepping on the snow.

At this time, he turned over and got on the horse, clamped his legs, and shouted "Drive~", and the figure wrapped in black disappeared into the dark street corner.

The lights were lit up in front of the Yihong Courtyard, and it was three o'clock in the hour, and the girls were working hard to solicit business.

As soon as the old bustard saw stepping on the snow, he immediately urged with a smile: "Hurry up, take the horse of the eldest prince of Song to the stable." ”

"Eldest son, you haven't been here for a long time, and you miss your mother to death." The old bustard was in his forties, short and fat, his face was painted snow-white, and his lips were dyed bright red. As she walked, she wanted to hold Song Shaohuai's arm, but she was unexpectedly thrown away by him.

"Mom thinks more about my money than she thinks about me." Song Shaohuai took out a bulging purse from his arms and tossed it in his hand.

"How can it, how can it." The old bustard looked at the purse, like a dying man seeing a life-saving straw, his eyes lit up.

"Send a table of good noodles to the Phoenix's house." Song Shaohuai took the purse back into his arms and threw his sleeves upstairs.

Fengxian was chartered by Song Shaohuai, and her house was inside the curve, so she was not disturbed by the excitement outside.

"Feng'er." Song Shaohuai rarely knocked on the door seriously.

"Come in." In the middle of the night, a slightly hoarse female voice spoke.

Pushing open the door, I saw a bean lamp lit in the red glazed glow in the room, which was not very bright. There was a gauze tent on the willow bed, and I don't know if it was a leak in the window or something, and although the charcoal was burning in the room, there was no heat. A woman's shadow sat in front of an elm dresser, as if wiping away tears.

"Why are you sitting alone, Xiaolian?" Song Shaohuai lit the other lamps as well. Finding a window ajar, the wind was blowing on the peach blossom curtain, and he hurriedly stepped forward to close it.

When the room suddenly lit up, I saw that it was a beautiful woman who was sitting. The face is exquisite, the eyebrows are picturesque, wearing a scarlet pipa placket top, tied with a lake blue silver embroidered hundred butterfly flower skirt, the inch waist is full of hands, and the body is exquisite.

"Childe, you're here. Xiaolian just went out. The phoenix stood up and was delicate and weak.

"What's wrong? Crying. Song Shaohuai stared at her face.

"The slave family is here, although there is the eldest prince to take care of it from time to time, but ......" Fengxian paused.

"Come on, come on, Xiao Biesheng is newly married, Feng Xian'er, you have to accompany the eldest prince today. Xiaolian, I arranged for her to do other errands, and I'll come back later. The old bustard came in flatteringly, and a few rough women who followed him brought in the food and drink.

People who come to this kind of place are not for eating and drinking, so the dishes are coarse, not to mention that they are not as good as the food in Zhongshufu, and even the roadside restaurants are not as good. The wine is an excellent Yuquan gold liquor, a mellow and sweet strong liquor.

"Accompany me for a drink and talk about it, who has eaten the ambitious leopard and dares to bully you?" Song Shaohuai pulled Fengxian's sleeve and sat down on the round table.

Feng Xian was a little embarrassed by what he said, and a red cloud appeared on her face. Song Shaohuai reached out and pinched his pink cheeks.

A pair of slender hands took the blue flower wine jug, filled the white porcelain wine cup, and the two drank together. Song Shaohuai has eaten at home, and here, he is just playing tricks to make Fengxian laugh.

He took out a phoenix dancing narcissus jasper hairpin from his arms, held it up in front of the phoenix fairy and shook it: "Do you like it?" I just got it today at Qi Bao Zhai. ”

"I like it." This hairpin implied the name of Fengxian, and she was so happy that she asked Song Shaohuai to help her bring it.

After drinking seven or eight glasses, this gold liquid is really strong wine, Fengxian is already a peach cheek, and Song Shaohuai's breathing is also heavy.

"The slave family is here, although the son has given the monthly money, but my mother still asks me to play the piano and sing music from time to time, I was a little neglectful yesterday, and she ......" Fengxian rolled up her sleeves and saw a string of bruises on the snow skin.

According to Song Shaohuai's usual style, he would have gone downstairs and punched the old bustard all over the ground to find his teeth. But Fengxian still needs to live here, and no matter how much his grandmother spoils him, it is absolutely impossible for him to agree to him and marry the dusty woman in the Qinglou home.

"Feng'er, and bear with it for a while, I'll give my mother more money and ask her not to disturb you." At this time, Song Shaohuai was very envious of Su Motian's father Su Yan, if he opened his own mansion and lived in another house, the king of heaven would not care about him marrying a wife and taking a concubine.

"Well, Gongzi Xie is complete." Feng Xian endured the tears in her eyes, stood up and was blessed.

Song Shaohuai couldn't stand her kind of wronged and delicate and supple appearance, he pulled Fengxian into his arms, hugged him on his lap, and grinded his ears and temples for a while.

When he couldn't help but reach into the hem of Feng Xian's clothes, Feng Xian said timidly: "The slave family Yuexin is here. ”

Hearing this, Song Shaohuai sucked Fengxian's neck with a little childish temper~, and his hands were at ease.

Fengxian is a person in the party, and she knows how to please Song Shaohuai.

The food on the table was cold, the candles in the lamp were half burned, and the two kissed on the chaise longitine.

"Childe, you redeem the slave family as soon as possible." The phoenix fairy with scattered temples and crooked hairpins raised her face and pleaded.

"Ah...... Good. Song Shaohuai, who was greedy for warm fragrant nephrite, didn't think about what he had promised.

"Childe, I will take all the money you gave me, but I am afraid that my mother will ask for a price when she arrives......" Song Shaohuai held his mouth like a cherry, and the fragrance of wine made him dizzy.

Since it was inconvenient to stay overnight, Song Shaohuai decided to go back. He didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to hold back the wonderful person who was as warm as jade. He is not Megumi Yanashita, and he doesn't disdain to be Megumi Yanashita.

Song Shaohuai came downstairs, handed over a bag of silver to the old bustard, and warned sharply before slowly walking home.

Tied up the snow, still under the low wall that came out, Song Shaohuai learned a few cat meows, and no one answered for a long time. Mai Dong estimated that he would not turn around at night, and he had already gotten into the hot quilt.

Song Shaohuai was so angry that he wanted to beat Mai Dong. At this time, if you go through the gate, I am afraid that you will alarm the people in the front yard.

Take a gamble, Song Shaohuai took a few steps back, accelerated his sprint, and kicked and kicked, and he actually jumped onto the low wall all of a sudden.

"TMD, it's not in vain to shoot Wushan." He turned his head to look out of the wall behind him and muttered to himself.

Fortunately, the ladder was still on the side of the wall, and Song Shaohuai slipped back to the courtyard lightly.

"Forsythia, pour tea." Song Shaohuai climbed through the window and entered the house, and when he saw that Song Shaoxiang was no longer there, he wanted to call someone in and ask.

"Well, come on." There was a sound of rustling clothes. Forsythia and Poria slept outside, and the other maids were far away.

Forsythia soaked some rose dew in a white porcelain glass cup and brought it in: "It's night, don't drink tea, hurt your stomach carefully, and enter a sweet relief bar." ”

"It's still my sister who is thoughtful." Song Shaohuai took the teacup and praised it.

"If the master understands the hard work of the slave and maid, he shouldn't go out and fool around. The slave said something that shouldn't be said, if the master is willing, this girl from Jiangling City is not up to you to choose. "Forsythia is one year older than Song Shaohuai, he is the son of the Song Mansion, and he is well-behaved and sensible, which is very liked by the old lady and Cai.

"If I want you to be a concubine, would you be willing?" Song Shaohuai held Forsythia's hand and said.

"Master drinks too much, talking nonsense." Forsythia breaks free from his hand.

"Hey, even you dislike me, and you say that everyone is beautiful." Song Shaohuai leaned back and fell on the bed.

"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, let's rest early." Forsythia lifts its feet to go.

"And I have something to ask you, why isn't the third master here?" Song Shaohuai sat up again.

"The third master smelled the incense in the house, had a headache, and loved to be clean. The little girls were too noisy, and the grandmothers checked for the night, and he left quietly. Forsythia stood and said.

"I don't show any clues." Song Shaohuai asked.

"No, the third master sat in front of the window, and the grandmothers saw the figure on the curtain from a distance and left. I want Poria to follow, if you check the apricot courtyard, it's easy to cover up. I didn't expect the grandmothers to even bother to go, saying that they just needed to watch the uncle. Forsythia covered her mouth and smiled.

"It's okay." Song Shaohuai was a little embarrassed, he waved his hand to let Forsythia out.

The night was long, and the dark sky was covered, and no matter how many people had thoughts, they fell asleep.

The rooster crows three times, the sky is bright, Gangneung City is lively again, on the street, there is an endless stream of people who carry the burden and catch the car, and those who ride horses and sit in sedan chairs. There are also young ladies from large families who are accompanied by the maids and mothers-in-law of the family and come out to buy rare things.

The door of the drunken immortal building was closed, and the sign that it was closed for business today was hung up. People who come and go are curious to look around, you must know that the drunken immortal building is the best restaurant in Jiangling City, and the dignitaries and nobles like to feast here, and the daily flow of water has thousands of taels of silver.

Song Shaohuai slept late at night, and the old lady only said that it was because he was studying hard, so he slept until three o'clock in the morning, had breakfast, and dressed neatly, so he rushed to find Song Shaoxiang.

"Third brother." Song Shaohuai didn't knock on the door, and directly pushed the door into the apricot courtyard.

"Uncle." Wujian was about fifteen years old, dressed in a short beat, and was sweeping the yard, and when he saw Song Shaohuai coming in, he was not surprised, but only stood with his head down.

"Hmm." Song Shaohuai replied in his nostrils. thought to himself, this is a person who can calm down, no wonder Song Shaoxiang values him.

"Big brother." Song Shaoxiang has already come out.

"Change your clothes and go out with me." Song Shaohuai pushed him.

"Am I going to dress like you?" Song Shaoxiang looked at Song Shaohuai dressed like a colorful bird.

I saw that he was wearing a vermilion flowing color flying flower gold trimmed cloud brocade robe, with a dark silk belt tied around his waist, a gold hollow eight-treasure gourd hanging on one side, and a square jade pendant with ice jade double-sided carved begonias on the other side, and a gold-entangled silk crown on the top of his head. It's really the king of swaggering.

"You should clean up, you can't lose the face of Zhongshufu." Song Shaohuai urged.

Song Shaohuai sat on the chair in the hall, and served four plates of dim sum and Yanghe Chunlu without any illness, and he tasted it, which was not a little worse than the one in his own house.

After a while, Song Shaoxiang came out of the back room.

He wore a dark silk robe with azure dark stripes, a plain white embroidered auspicious cloud pattern belt around his waist, and only a jade pendant of yellow jade carving and two immortals hung on one side, with a long brown tassel.

"You don't have anything else?" Song Shaohuai looked up and down.

"That's good enough." Song Shaoxiang dusted off the dust on his body.

"You're only 17 years old, and that's too plain, come and add some gold and silver to my house." Song Shaohuai pulled him and left.

"Brother, you know, I don't like this, if I dress like you, I won't get used to it." Song Shaoxiang said.

"Okay, as long as you are a noble lord, my brother is a vulgar person. Third master, can we go? Song Shaohuai deliberately bent down to make a minion appearance.

"Third master, wait a minute." Wu Ji came out of the house and tied a cloak with dark patterns of crow blue and silver rat skin to Song Shaoxiang.

"It's still your minions who have their hearts on you." Song Shaohuai thought about Mai Dong, so he didn't get angry.

"Master, Sister Forsythia asked me to send Dayu." said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, Mai Dong held the ivory-white sable and flattered him.

The two brothers were fully dressed and boarded the eggplant-colored and smoky-gray carriage that had been waiting in front of the door. Gotta go to the city.