It wasn't until the next day that the sky was slightly bright, and the rain that had fallen overnight gradually eased.

There were still rainwater dripping from the corners of the eaves, splashing on the stone steps.

Lu Zhu came in with her washing things, and when she was about to call Song Yige to get up, she saw that she had already dressed herself, sat on the Luohan bed, and leaned lazily on the big pillow.

Lu Zhu smiled: "The girl gets up really early these days. ”

"It's not too early, I heard the sound of Bangzi." Song Yige said, taking the cup of gargling handed by Lu Zhu, "Brother has already left the house." ”

Luzhu said: "The slave maid is responsible for serving the girl, as for the whereabouts of the Hou Ye, the slave and maid really don't know." ”

"Qiu Bo's matter should be conclusive, these days I don't want to argue with my grandmother in front of her, but she is good, and she is even with outsiders to trick me." Song Yige covered it with a handkerchief, spit mouthwash into the gargle held by the maid, and said, "But I'm not a person who can call the shots in the house, wait for my brother to come back, and report this matter." ”

"The girl wants Master Hou to take control?" Green Bead said tentatively.

"My brother is now the Hou Ye, and he should be in charge of all the big and small things in this mansion." Song Yige is really impatient to play a sisterhood with Song Hengbo now, she leaned on it, "There is also a sister-in-law, she has been married in for some time, it's time to stand up for herself." ”

Her words are equivalent to willingly handing over the middle feed in her hand.

The green beads were in her ears, and it hurt in her heart, but what the girl decided, even if she talked more, she couldn't change her attention, so that she didn't refute, but echoed her words.

"Girl." Another maid came in through the curtain, "Madame is here." ”

Song Yige tilted his head and looked at the courtyard through the window sash, and saw Ling Qing entering the courtyard with a gentle posture with the support of the maid.

When Song Yimo entered the palace under the drizzle and cold wind, the sky was not foggy and bright, and the moonlight was like water, completely enveloping this place.

Although he is a man, but because of his body and bones, he is also unable to step out of the door, and now he doesn't know any of the people around him, and even faintly he has a sense of alienation.

Song Yimo looked at the edge of his shoes that had been wet with rain, and slowly retreated to a no-man's corner, sheltering from the rain.

Originally, Fu Yanshan was not used to go to the early dynasty, but he was worried that Song Yimo would make a mistake for the first time, so he still pressed the dislike in his heart and stepped into this place in the drizzle.

He stood at the threshold for a long time with a cold expression, and after successfully scaring away several adults who wanted to come forward and make good friends with him, he found Song Yimo's position, and walked forward directly without thinking about it. 【@… Aiqi Literature ¥&Free Reading】

Song Yimo was standing there counting the raindrops, and suddenly felt a shadow covering him, and he turned around in surprise and raised his eyebrows.

Now that there is no one he knows here, who will come to him?

"Brother Zifang?" Song Yimo was a little surprised, but there was still a proper number of courtesies, and he waved towards Fu Yanshan, "Why are you here?" ”

Fu Yanshan returned the salute, his expression was very indifferent: "Brother Song doesn't have to be nervous, he is entrusted by others." ”

Song Yimo is not stupid, but sometimes he is smart and keen, as soon as he heard him say this, he couldn't help but bend his eyebrows and laugh: "But sister? ”

"Brother Song is astute." Fu Yanshan glanced at a few adults who wanted to come forward to say hello, and said to Song Yimo, "It's not suitable to talk here, I don't know if I can take a step to speak?" ”

The early dynasty was on the fifth watch, waiting for the drums on the upper floor of the noon gate to sound, and the palace gate opened, they would cross the bridge in turn, and now there may not even be four watches.

Song Yimo bowed his head: "Brother Zifang, please." ”

"Why did my sister-in-law think that she came over today?" Song Yige eagerly pulled Ling Qing's people and sat next to her on the Luohan bed.

Ling Qing said with a smile: "I've thought a lot these days, now that I'm the wife of the Hou Mansion, there are some things that are not good to leave to my sister to do, and my husband also told me about it." ”

"Recently, I have seen that the account book is a little complicated, I'm afraid my sister-in-law can't understand it, if I let Luzhu teach my sister-in-law to look at the simplest kind of account book, let's come step by step, what does my sister-in-law think?"

Ling Qing promised: "Naturally, I can't ask for it." ”

"Ma'am, I wonder if you have breakfast?" Lu Zhu said on the side, "If it's useless, why don't we girls eat together." ”

"Hasn't my sister eaten yet?" Ling Qing was surprised, and then turned her head to look at the sky outside.

If it is already bright today, the drizzle has stopped.

Song Yige naturally understood the meaning of Ling Qing's words, she said: "Brother is going to the morning court today, and the third watch will get up, and during the fifth watch, the drums of the city tower at noon will sound, and hundreds of officials will enter the palace to meet Your Majesty, and now it is only the sixth watch." ”

Ling Qing was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyebrows and smiled: "It's me who is confused." ”

It stands to reason that Song Yimo's low grade does not need to go to the early dynasty, but because of his special status, he will take special care of him today.

In fact, even if he went to the early dynasty, His Majesty just asked questions as usual, and even his eyes never stayed on him for a moment, until finally, when he was about to go to the early dynasty, the emperor asked extremely indifferently: "Where is Huaiyang?" ”

"The minister is here."

After retiring from the early court, the saint seemed to refuse to let him go, and recruited him to go to the imperial study with Fu Yanshan for questioning.

What he said was just a cliché, and after a few understated questions, the saint never let him leave the imperial study, but left him aside to listen to him discuss the suppression of bandits with Fu Yanshan.

On the side of Jianning, Fujian, facing the sea.

That's still a bandit, it's obviously a pirate. Song Yimo thought in his heart, quite absent-minded.

After saying that, the saint suddenly called Song Yimo again: "What does Song Aiqing think of Fu Aiqing's method?" ”

Song Yimo, who didn't listen at all, didn't frown his brows, and spit out two words from his somewhat pale lips: "Very good." ”

After speaking, as soon as Song Yimo raised his head, he bumped into Fu Yanran's eyebrows that seemed to be smiling.

Suddenly, Song Yimo couldn't help but feel a little more embarrassed.

"In that case, let's go as soon as possible." After the saint bowed his head at Fu Yanshan, he said to the two of them, "Go down." ”

"The ministers are leaving." Fu Yanshan and Song Yimo stood side by side and saluted and retired, and left the imperial study one after the other.

As soon as he came out of the imperial study, Song Yimo was shaken by the sunlight outside and his eyes were in a trance a few times.

Fu Yanshan raised his hand to hold it: "Your Majesty also said just now, seeing that your complexion is not very good today, you don't need to go to the Hanlin Academy, let's go back to the house to rest first." ”

After hearing this, Song Yimo frowned and thought for a while: "Did Your Majesty say this?" ”

"The Imperial Study, in front of the Son of Heaven, you even dare to be in a daze." Fu Yanshan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and he didn't know what made him happy, "Let's go, I'll send you home first." ”

Give? Song Yimo chewed on the word, and his face suddenly darkened.

After many years, Fu Yanshan found that he could still remember what happened at the beginning.

The first time he saw Yingluo, it was in the imperial study, when she came with his father, and she was a small person, like a ball, next to General Lin, completely hidden in the shadows.

She tugged at General Lin's robe with one hand, and couldn't help but hide there and doze off, her little head hanging down.

She was born very well at that time, not only did he love it, but even his father liked the little girl who looked like a ball back then.

But after so many years...... Fu Yanshan retracted the smile on the corner of his mouth, and casually turned his head to look at the long vermilion palace wall, one day-

When Song Yimo returned home, Ling Qing had already studied with Lu Zhu for a day, and at this moment, she was leaning on the pillow of the bed with dizzy eyes and a dizzy head, letting the maid rub her head for her.

Song Yige, who was sitting opposite Ling Qing, was still calculating, and his expression was focused and serious.

Song Yimo stood at the screen and looked at it for a long time, then he sorted out his clothes and walked in; "Your sister-in-law is resting, why are you still counting?"

"Brother." Hearing the voice, Song Yige raised her head in surprise, and after looking at Song Yimo for a while, she went out curiously, looked at the sky in the courtyard, and said in surprise, "Now my brother should be on duty in the Hanlin Academy, why did he go home?" ”

Song Yimo walked over, took his delicate wife's little hand, and sat down next to her: "Your Majesty saw that my face was not very good, so he let me go back to the house to rest first, I thought that I would go over at this time, and there was nothing important, so I went back to the house." ”

Song Yige nodded clearly, let the green beads fill a hand stove, and stuffed it into Song Yimo's arms: "Since my brother is here, it is just right to save my sister from going to Qingfeng Courtyard, and my sister is trying to discuss some things with my brother." ”

"If it's the fourth sister's business, it's not necessary, I have my own plans in my heart." Song Yimo directly blocked Song Yige's next words.

When Song Yige heard this, she was a little surprised, after all, her brother didn't care much about the idle things in the mansion, but after thinking about it, now that her nominal father is dead, those secret guards in the Hou Mansion will naturally be handed over to Song Yimo, if something happens in the mansion, he knows that it is normal.

"What's my brother's plan?" Song Yige asked.

Song Yimo was reluctant to talk to her, so he only said perfunctorily: "You will know in the future." ”

Song Yige didn't want to force him, so he talked about other funny things, Song Yimo listened to Xiuya's face is also smiling and feasting, and when he was about to echo a few words, he turned around, only to hear Song Yige say: "Brother, Ge'er has always admired Lin'an's color, I don't know if Ge'er can go and take a look this time?" ”

"You're going to Lin'an?" Song Yimo frowned suddenly, and his tone was full of disapproval.

Song Yige didn't hear it, and said to himself: "Yes, the landscape of Lin'an is excellent, and the song has been longing for a long time, and now there is a sister-in-law in the house, and my brother is willing to cherish my sister-in-law." ”