A rare sunny day in winter is a glimpse after all, thick and dense dark clouds swept in, Song Zhi thought it would snow, but he didn't see the snow fall for a long time, and the arrival of dark clouds seemed to be to cover the bright sunshine.

Song Zhi rinsed his mouth with bamboo salt water, the fresh slightly salty taste replaced the sweet fragrance of glutinous rice in his mouth, and the handkerchief gently passed the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'll go see Tian'er." Without waiting for the people at the table to say something, Song Zhi got up and left.

"The bigger it is, the more unruly it becomes." Song Jian put down the bowl and said coldly. There were still five Lantern Festivals in the porcelain bowl in front of him, and none of them were missing.

Song Zhi turned around, and the woman's delicate silhouette was like a petal, as long as he swiped his fingertips slightly, the petals would be broken and bitter juice flowed out.

His gaze on Song Zhi did not have the familiar panic, fear, and flattery, only contempt, disdain, and indifference, and Song Zhi left without saying a word, not even refuting with a word, as if he was too lazy to glance at the ants at his feet.

"I thought I had promised a good husband, but no one got up in my eyes like this, sent my eldest sister into the Tong'an Hall, and turned a blind eye to my eldest brother." Looking at Song Zhi's back, Song Jian hooked the corners of his mouth, and his smile was malicious and rampant.

"Shut up." Song Ling said coldly, "It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks about her." He originally thought that Song Jian would be stationed directly outside the city, but he didn't expect to swagger into the Song Mansion.

"Can't even go home now?" Song Jian leaned back, and the chair he was sitting on made a somewhat laborious 'squeak' sound.

"You know what you've done." Song Ling always felt uncomfortable pinching the wine glass, he used a wine bowl and wine urn to drink in the west, and using this wine glass to drink was like pouring water into the sand.

"I wasn't born like you at all," Song Jian suddenly approached Song Ling and stared at him directly, from the resolute lines of his eyes to his jaw, "Do you value him more because he looks like you?" ”

"Maybe." He simply admitted, "It's not so much about appearance as about temperament." I know the changes that Ruohui has changed step by step, and I know what kind of changes his contradictions, pain, and growth will be. But you? I just can't figure it out. In fact, it doesn't matter, people are always different, it's just that you are too paranoid to always find out. ”

"Shouldn't men be open-minded?" Song Ling threw away the wine glass, and there was a rare feeling of powerlessness.

Song Jian laughed angrily, "I'm narrow-minded? You short-sighted old horseman! He pulled out his long sword from his waist and looked at the square table, which was suddenly torn apart, and even the corners of Song Ling's robe were broken by the sword qi.

Song Ling got up calmly, dusted off his robe, and said, "I thought you had grown a lot, but you still have such a willful temperament." ”

The silence around him could be heard as Song Jian gritted his teeth, "Did you deliberately choose a path opposite to me to get my attention?" I don't understand, Ruohui rarely saw me when he was a child, before they were born, I only had you as a child, why do you think I don't care about you? ”

"Bullshit!" Song Jian categorically denied it, "Who wants you to care!" I'm just sorry for my mother! ”

"What's there to be compromised?" Song Zhilian walked in from outside the door, her expression was light, as if she was watching a joke.

"How dare you snoop!?" Song Jian scolded, but Song Zhi's momentum overshadowed him.

"Brother's voice is as loud as a war drum, I'm just afraid that you will wake up Tian'er." This is complete nonsense, but Song Zhi said it seriously, as if he was really complaining about Song Jian's loud voice. "My brother wants to know how his mother died? It's better to ask Qiaoge and ask her about some 'little mistakes' about Zhao's mother. ”

Song Jian strode towards Song Zhi angrily, and when he was about to pinch Song Zhi's soft neck, Song Ling slapped him in the face, forcing him to take two steps back. "Are you crazy? Assault your sister in front of me? ”

"I only have one sister, and I have been deposed by you." Song Jian was stunned, "You still dare to slander my mother." ”

"I'm not slandering Zheng, I'm saying that the cause of Zheng's death is not as simple as it seems. You think you should go to the academy for a few more years before going to the battlefield, and you can't even understand what is being said. Song Zhi didn't know that he could be so mean, it was really unexpected.

"Childish!? What did you mean by that? Song Ling was confused and angry, "Who are you like?" ”

"My brother will be clear if he asks, with my brother's means, I will naturally have more things to dig up than me." Song Zhi is a brother at this time, as if sarcastic. "As for my temperament, maybe it's like my grandfather."

Song Ling was speechless, Song Zhi pulled Song Ling's sleeve and said, "Daddy and I will go to my mother's yard." She has something to discuss with you. ”

Song Ling looked at Song Jian and sighed silently, and Song Zhi led him away.

On the way to Le Xiangzhai, Song Ling couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by what you just said about the Zheng family." ”

"Qiaoge told me that Zhao's mother made a mistake for the decoction, so she hurt the Zheng family. It's not because of the mother's affairs that the heart is in a hurry, which leads to the tire gas. ”

Song Zhi didn't need to look at it to know Song Ling's expression at the moment, he must have been a little stunned and at a loss, he was strategizing on the battlefield, but these things in the inner house were like poisonous insects lurking in the cracked makeup, which was inconspicuous on weekdays, but if it was bitten a little, it would die silently.

"Mother Zhao is dead, let her and the Zheng family settle this account well." Stepping through the gate of Le Xiangzhai, Song Zhi said again: "Don't talk about it." Daddy, help my mother look at the gift list of my brother's marriage. ”

A cold snowflake stuck to the corner of his eyes, Song Zhi raised his head to look at the sky, and the snowflakes that had been holding back all morning fell like this, without warning, but it was expected.

"You're all grown up." Song Ling picked up the hood on Song Zhi's cloak, covered her little head, and didn't ask anything.

Song Zhi was not interested in the gift list or anything, only teased Song Tian in the warm pavilion, walked in lightly month by month, and said in her ear: "Miss, the eldest young master took Qiaoge away." ”

The crisp sound of the rattle stagnated, and then sounded again, Song Zhi shook the rattle, looking at Song Tian's moist black eyes, and did not feel even a little sorry.

'It can be regarded as a breath of relief for Zhang Xinlan in the previous life. Song Zhi thought like this, "I don't care about how the bad debts of the two of them are settled." ’

Although Qiaoge has no official title, she has always been waiting by Song Jian's side, but her status is low, but she is disrespectful to her mother, and there are many collisions.

"What's wrong? Anything else? Standing still in place, looking like he still had something to say, Song Zhi asked.

"Concubine Jia sent you something, it's all in Ruyi Pavilion." Knowing that Song Zhi was inexplicably implicated, he was unhappy, so he became hesitant to speak.

"What is it?" Song Zhi asked casually.

"Things like clothes and jewelry, and a coral gemstone bonsai, which are rare to look at." Song Tian looked at her intently as she spoke, sucking her fingers from time to time.

Song Zhi pinched her little fleshy hand and said, "I have to think of a way to change this girl's habit of sucking fingers." ”

"Miss Xiao is still young, don't worry." Month by month.

Song Zhi thought this was funny, "Heh, the little lady is still young?" ”

"Huh? What happened to this girl Meteor? "Looking out of the glass window month by month, I saw a meteor that seemed to come over with something.

"Look at it." Song Zhi commanded.

Month by month walked out according to the words, and came back after a while, saying: "When Meteor counted the gifts according to the list, he found that there was a box of things for the little lady, so he sent it to Le Xiangzhai. ”

"Yikes!" I don't know if it's a coincidence or if Song Tianzhen understood something, he danced and squeaked.

"What is it?" Song Zhi gently wiped the water marks on Song Tian's face with a soft handkerchief and asked.

"It's like a silver bell that can be hung up and rotates, and it is said that the seventeenth prince was his favorite gadget when he was a child, and if he hangs on the head of the bed to make a sound, he can make children chase after him, and he can brighten his eyes." Month by month.

"Third Miss." Jasper's voice sounded outside the warm pavilion door.

"Come in." Month by month.

Biyu was holding the silver bell from Fang Cai, "Madame asked me to hang this at the head of the little lady's bed." ”

"What kind of bed is her little cradle?" Song Zhi glanced at the bell, the workmanship was exquisite, smart and playful, and it was not a thing from the palace. Biyu didn't understand Song Zhi's meaning for a while, and was stunned.

Month by month took the bell and said, "I'll come." ”

"The bell that Concubine Jia chose has a heart. Is the mother ready to thank her in person? "Lin always likes to make a big fuss.

"Then I didn't hear Madame say this, and Madame has been so busy these days that everyone has lost weight, so she still has time to go to the palace for the first time?" What she said month by month was the truth, the Lin family was just a biological son, and family affairs naturally had to be done decently, so she took care of everything for the first time, and did everything herself, even Aunt Zhou was quite satisfied with her these days, and felt that she finally had the appearance of being a mother.

"Madam is so busy, why don't you see the young master come back to help?" Biyu helped hang the bell month by month, while pretending to ask casually.

Song Zhi didn't reply, just muttered something to Song Tian that even she couldn't understand.

The others were nothing, but Jasper felt embarrassed for a while, hung up the bell and went out.

The bell was plucked month by month, making a crisp sound, which attracted Song Tian's attention at once.

"Miss Qing invites you to accompany her tomorrow to choose jewelry, can you go?"

Lin Tianqing doesn't have any close friends, and Song Zhi is not the best candidate, but he is also the only candidate.

"Can you not go?" Song Zhi said helplessly.