Song Huaian carefully wrote down Mr. Jin's words, then took the post and went downstairs, and when he passed by the three people downstairs, Song Huaian heard a woman's sneer in his ears.

She immediately stopped and glanced at the woman standing in the middle, this girl looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but the eyes of the person were very powerful.

Seven points of ridicule, three points of provocation.

Song Huaian remembered Lao Ai's repeated admonitions when he left, looked down at the post, and went out.

After all, she is also a young child, what does she care about with them, originally, at the beginning, she borrowed Song Huaixin's recommendation to enter the Sheng family, but now it seems that she did not occupy anyone's place.

After all, she was the first to make mistakes, these little fights, just endure it, and it doesn't hurt anyway.

Song Huai'an trotted all the way after going out, in fact, she didn't know where Jiangxin Academy was, but she could ask, for example, go to Tan's house first, ask Tan Si, and ask Xiao Qiao.

Song Huai'an had a good idea, and ran all the way to Tan's house, but when she ran to the small courtyard of Tan's house, she found that it was empty and there was not even a figure.

She walked in and knocked on the door, but there was no response in the thatched hut, she raised her hand and pushed, and the door opened, and there were still simple tables, chairs and beds inside, but the broken books that had been put on hold were gone.

No, it won't, right?

Song Huai'an knew that Tan Si should be about to defect to Kou Yanzhong, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, at this time, a neighbor passing by outside the door saw Song Huai'an standing in the courtyard in a daze, so he kindly shouted.

"The Tan family is gone, just left this morning."

Song Huai'an nodded and thanked the neighbors passing by.

Xiao Qiao didn't know where she had gone now, which made Song Huai feel a little stunned, she touched the post in her arms, and still planned to do what she was doing first.

So she chased after the neighbors who passed by and began to inquire about the location of Jiangxin Academy, it doesn't matter if this question is asked, the academy is in the east of the city, and Qianbai Pavilion is in the west of the city, she just has this pair of legs, and she can't break it?

Song Huai'an thanked the neighbors again and hurried to the academy, now it was just after noon, and she still had to go to Baisheng Garden, she didn't know if she could come back in time.

The sun is not small outside, Song Huaian is in a hurry to hold the post, and trotted all the way, and soon he was too tired to do it, squatting at the intersection to breathe, generally at this time, Song Huaian began to miss the modern era, especially her little electric donkey, where she wanted to go.

It's a pity that I don't even have a foot pedal now.

On the way to Jiangxin Academy, Song Huai'an was half-running and half-walking, and when she arrived, it still took more than half an hour, and when she saw the plaque of the academy, she finally took a breath and took out the post in her arms to look at it.

Inside is Yue Weng's predecessor at the beginning, and Song Huaixin is the end.

Song Huai'an found that she, as an author, couldn't see through the heroine at all, shouldn't Song Huaixin be the first time to Ningzhou City, right, when will there be another senior?

But it's not interesting to think about this, Song Huaian hurriedly walked to the academy.

As soon as the scholar guarding the door saw Song Huai'an, he raised his hand to stop him.

"The academy prohibits women from entering, and the girls are asked to stay."

Song Huaian looked at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in front of him, a little anxious for a while, and raised the post in his hand.

"I'm here to find Mr. Yue, I have a post."

The scholar listened to Song Huai'an's words, his eyelids were not raised, nor did he reach out to take the prayer post, but only looked at his nose and nose and heart.

"Yue Weng is not here, girl, please go back."

Yue Weng is not there......

And this errand?

Song Huai'an thought about running all the way, he was tired and half dead, and he was very discouraged.

"Then when will Mr. Yue come back?"

The scholar thought for a while and made a gesture to Song Huai'an, "Girl, Yue Weng went to Beishan to travel a month ago, and I don't know when Yue Weng will return." ”

Gone a month ago?

Song Huai'an listened, nodded, thanked the little scholar, and walked down the steps step by step.

She was already very tired, but now she was more at a loss, she didn't know if Song Huaixin knew that Yue Weng was not in Ningzhou City at all when she came.

She doesn't want to cause trouble, but she doesn't like to be a fool either.

Song Huai'an was standing at the gate of the academy in a daze, when suddenly a carriage stopped in front of him, looking quite extravagant, Song Huai'an thought that he should hurry away, but before he could leave, he heard a greeting.

"Yo, isn't this the little girl who cried that day?"

As soon as Song Huai'an heard this voice, her footsteps stopped, she raised her eyes to look at the people who got off the carriage, was it the bad old man who said she was ugly by the river that night?

"Who, who's crying?"

Song Huai'an stammered, how could this person expose people on the street.

The old man was still holding a cigarette pouch in his hand, and looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile, "What, which Lang Jun is here to meet?" ”

In fact, this person, the older he gets, the more gossip he may be, Song Huaian was about to explain that there was no Lang Jun, when he saw that the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and another person came down.

The sun was slanting in the west, and the man was immersed in a warm halo, his figure was slightly depressed, but his eyebrows were delicate and picturesque, and he stood outside the carriage with one hand on the curtain, and the corners of his lips were as faint as ever.

"Sheng Weng don't want to embarrass my wife, I'm afraid she will find me here with great difficulty."

Song Huai'an looked at the bad old man's suddenly shocked expression, and then turned his eyes to look at Kou Jingyu beside him.

Kou Jingyu......

I haven't seen this guy for a few days, and I'm getting more and more shameless.

Song Huai'an put the post back in his arms and bowed like the scholar.

"It was Huai'an who strayed into this place and bothered the two, so I will leave."

Seeing Song Huai'an turn around and leave, Kou Jingyu chased after him without even saying hello.

Sheng Chunmei looked at the two people walking away one after the other with a cane, and suddenly laughed, if he didn't have bad legs and feet, he really wanted to follow and see, this Kou Er, who has always been cold, suddenly had a lady, and he wanted to find his two sons to inquire.

At this time, in the academy, Wei Chiyang, who had been waiting for a long time, heard that the scholar reported that Sheng Weng and King Jing had arrived, so he came out to greet him, but when he arrived at the door, Sheng Weng was the only one left.

"Where's Prince Jing?"

Sheng Chunmei sat in the carriage and smoked a cigarette pouch, looked at Wei Chiyang, who was as stupid as her two sons, and couldn't help shaking her head and sighing.

"Even Kou Er knows how to find a daughter-in-law, look at a few of you!"

Wei Chiyang, who was trained for no reason, felt very aggrieved, but he still waited respectfully.

"My father has been waiting in the academy for a long time, Sheng Weng should go in with the juniors."

Sheng Chunmei in the carriage nodded, and let go of this offspring for the time being.

"Enter, enter, when the old court banquet is invited, how dare the old man not enter."

Wei Chiyang listened to Sheng Chunmei's ridicule, just smiled helplessly, raised his hand and led Sheng Chunmei to the academy.

After introducing Sheng Weng into the seat, Wei Chiyang completed the task and retired, only then did he suddenly realize that he remembered something.

So in the elegant and quiet corridor of the study, Yu Chi Gongzi, who was always gentle and elegant on weekdays, suddenly paused, and his expression seemed to be a ghost in the daytime.

Kou Er knew that he was looking for a daughter-in-law......

Kou Er???