The journey to the capital was very smooth, and I arrived two days earlier than expected.

Along the way, Song Yao only felt that her money bag had been deflated.

Although the father-in-law and his entourage went out, they had public funds, and there were places like post stations to stay, but they all put on the style of an uncle and expressed their dislike.

Song Yao had no choice but to pay out of her own pocket to invite these great gods.

Fortunately, Song Yao is not for the final bounty, and she has a family background, otherwise she would not be able to hold on to the capital at all.

But what Song Yao didn't know was that these people would be like this just because she had silver, otherwise they would be so picky.

Helian Sheng, who was in the shadows, understood the thoughts of these people, but he would rather Song Yao spend more money and eat and live more comfortably, so he didn't prompt it.

On the way to Beijing, Helian Sheng would spend a while with Song Yao's mother and son almost every night, and it was not until three days before he arrived in the capital that he had to enter Beijing first.

"Mother, is this the capital? This wall is so high, so magnificent! Song Yuanbao lifted the curtain and said excitedly: "Mother, you see, even the clothes worn by those soldiers are better looking than other places, and they are much more powerful." ”

"The capital is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and it is different." Song Yao chuckled, not as excited as Song Yuanbao, but also happy.

Not to mention anything else, when she arrives in the capital, she can take a carriage without being guilty, and after driving for more than half a month, her bones will be scattered.

What's more, this is Helian Sheng's home here, and his identity will soon be known.

And Helian Sheng once said that when his identity is made public, the day when they will marry is not far away.

Song Yao's thoughts were flying, and she had already described what she looked like in her wedding dress in her mind, but she didn't know what kind of charming demeanor Helian Sheng would look like when she wore the clothes of the groom's official.

Song Yuanbao said for a while, but Song Yao didn't reply, wanting to shake Song Yao's arm and be held in his arms by a lovely person, so as not to disturb the master's mood.

After entering Beijing, the group of people who passed the decree wanted to return to the palace to resume their lives, and Song Yao politely said that they would invite everyone to dinner, but no one dared to stay.

When they were found to be delayed by the higher-ups, no one could afford to wait for them.

Song Yao asked the coachman to go to the house they bought in advance, and they needed to take a good rest after a few days of traveling.

Fortunately, the place chosen by the house was easy to find, but there was no detour, and Song Yao and his party entered Beijing without attracting the attention of others.

After all, their carriage was too low-key, and the group that carried the message was not a big shot.

As soon as I arrived outside the house, I saw an old man walking out of the door.

"I've seen Madame, I've seen Little Master. The old slave had already booked a banquet, and the masters could serve their meal after sitting down and resting. The old man stepped forward and saluted, and said respectfully: "The old slave is the housekeeper temporarily arranged by the master, there are a total of sixteen subordinates in this house, if the lady is incompetent, she can be replaced at any time." ”

"Including the old man?" Song Yuanbao raised his head and asked.

"Yes, young master." The old man replied with an unchanged smile.

"Children are a joke, the housekeeper doesn't have to take it to heart, the people he arranges can be used with confidence." Song Yao smiled lightly and asked, "I don't know what to call it?" ”

"The old slave's surname is Wu, and his single name is a whole word." The old man replied.

"Then I'll call you Uncle Wu from now on." Song Yao said kindly: "I'm a little tired of tossing along the way, so I won't meet with anyone else today, and I'm tired of Uncle Wu letting people lead the way." ”

"Don't dare to be Mrs. Uncle Wu, you call me Wu Quan or Old Wu Bencheng." Wu Quan didn't make a big deal, walked in front and said, "The rooms of the lady and the little master have been arranged, and the old slave will take you over." ”

Song Yao smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

This Wu Quanquan has gray hair, but his eyes are big and bright, and he knows that he is a shrewd person at a glance.

He Liansheng's arrangement, Song Yao is relieved, and he will also give respect.

Uncle Wu handled things safely, and while leading Song Yao's mother and son to rest, he also arranged for people to lead the way for Keren and others.

Those who can enter Beijing with Song Yao must be Song Yao's trusted henchmen, and they will not be lazy.

After resting for one night, Song Yao felt that she had come back to life.

The feeling of having your feet on the ground is much more comfortable than in a carriage.

To Song Yao's surprise, Heliansheng didn't come to her last night, which was not in line with Heliansheng's temperament.

"Smash, my mother will take you out for a walk, just buy whatever you like, my mother has enough silver." Song Yao patted the purse on his waist and said to Song Yuanbao, who had just finished breakfast.

"My mother is the best mother in the world!" Song Yuanbao jumped up happily, and didn't forget to call the absent-minded silver, "Brother Yinzi, you can buy whatever you like today, and my mother will pay the silver herself." ”

"Little ghost!" Gently flicked Song Yuanbao's head, Song Yao did not refute her words, "You have already promised Brother Yinzi, I naturally want to nod." ”

Not to mention that Yinzi is a measured child, that is, Yinzi is good to Song Yuanbao, and he is not distressed to spend some silver on him.

Since Yinzi came to the house, Song Yuanbao has obviously been a lot happier, and the two are almost inseparable.

Of course, Song Yao also has some sympathy for Yinzi.

Although I don't know the origin of the silver, a half-year-old child has no father and mother, and it is already very pitiful to sell himself into slavery.

Moreover, the existence of Qin's mother made Song Yao always suspect that the silver was hiding a big secret.

"Hee-hee." Song Yuanbao smiled and winked at the silver, but he didn't notice that there was something wrong with the silver.

Since she was going out, Song Yao brought the people she brought from Hongyuan County, and the housekeeper accompanied her.

It is necessary for everyone to go out together and familiarize themselves with the streets of the capital.

The housekeeper's accompaniment is responsible for guiding the way, as well as informing some Song Yao and others that need attention, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble in the future.

In fact, there were too few things to play in ancient times, and going out shopping was nothing more than going to the store to consume.

And the jewelry store is the first choice of Song Yao and his party.

"Mother, I'm tired of wearing the jade pendant of the ingot, and I want to change it to a new one." Song Yuanbao pulled Song Yao's sleeve and pointed to a piece of gold and jade in the store.

"Little wealth fan, are you tired of wearing so many jade pendants at home?" Song Yao chuckled, and after asking, he said to the guy, "Bring me that jade pendant." ”

"This little boy's vision is really good, the material of this jade pendant is rare to see, and it was carved by the young owner of the store, this ......" The guy gushed endlessly about how good the jade pendant was.

Song Yao waved his hand to interrupt the other party's words, and said with a smile: "Seeing that we are guests from other places, so we are bullying, right?" This jade pendant is obviously flawed. The jade quality is really good, but the wrong knife is obviously placed here, so it is inlaid with gold. And this pattern is a little too naïve......"

"Who said that the carving of the master is childish?" A teenager who was in the period of changing his voice ran out of the back hall, came directly to Song Yao, snatched the jade pendant in Song Yao's hand, and said angrily: "This is innovation, you people just like those rich and peaceful styles, and you don't know how to appreciate them at all." ”

"Little brother, I like it very much." Song Yuanbao said with a smile: "I think it's very good-looking, I didn't expect you to have such good craftsmanship at such a young age, little brother, Yuanbao admires you so much!" ”

Song Yuanbao looked at the young man with a starry look, and he was a fan brother.

The young man's anger subsided instantly, and he threw the jade pendant to Song Yuanbao and said, "Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you." It's just a jade pendant, and it's not worth much silver. ”

"Young owner, this ......" The guy looked at the young man in embarrassment, but he didn't dare to say it deeply.

"Hang on my account." The boy waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Hey." The guy had to nod his head, and muttered in his heart: The young owner's practice is all good material, and it will only be sent out in half a year, and the loss is not big.

"Little brother, I can guess which ones you carved." Song Yuanbao said with a smile.

"Really?" The boy asked incredulously.

"Of course, I'm very knowledgeable, I don't believe I'll just show you." Song Yuanbao took the young man's hand familiarly, pointed to several pieces in a row on the counter, and said to his fingers: "Because Yuanbao likes the carving technique of the little brother very much, he can recognize it." It's a pity that ingots can't make silver yet, otherwise ingots would definitely be bought. ”

The young man's face was full of pride, probably never so praised.

"Since you like it, I'll give it all to you." The young man shouted at the man: "Wrap all these things up for him, I gave them to him, and I am not allowed to collect cash." ”

"Young owner!" The guy let out a low sigh, and this time he didn't dare to do it directly.

"I know I'm a young owner, why don't you hurry up and pack up?" The young man's face sank, which was completely opposite to his attitude towards Song Yuanbao.

Seeing that the boy was furious, the guy had to bow his head, otherwise he would wait to play the cover roll ball.

The young man turned his head to look at Song Yuanbao, and saw that Song Yuanbao was smiling as cute as the boy in the temple, so he hurriedly put on a smiling face, as if he was afraid of scaring him.

"You have this post, if someone bullies you, show it to him." The young man said with a little tug: "Look at you are outsiders, right?" There are more bullying people in this capital, if my post doesn't work, you can come to me with the post, and I will help you settle it. ”

"Thank you, little brother, you are so good to Yuanbao, no one has been so good to Yuanbao." Song Yuanbao Nunu's nose and eyes instantly turned red, and he put the post in his crossbody bag very preciously.

"Silly boy, that's good for you." The young man was a little moved, it was the first time that someone recognized him so much, and respected him so much, so that he found confidence, "It's my birthday in a few days, if you're still in the capital, come to my birthday banquet." ”

"How many days is it?" Song Yuanbao asked ignorantly.

"That's ......" The young man scratched his head and shouted at the guy just now, "Go to that invitation for my birthday, and give it to this kid." ”

"Yes, young master." The guy didn't dare to hesitate this time, and hurriedly ran to the counter to find the shopkeeper to ask for an invitation.

Song Yao looked at everything with a smile, and did not stop Song Yuanbao from making friends.

Sooner or later, he will have to take root in the capital, and being able to make a few friends will be of great benefit to Song Yuanbao.

Song Yuanbao and the young man became friends in a few words, and Song Yao, the mother-in-law, also followed suit, and the things she bought were discounted, saving hundreds of taels of silver.

Leaving the shop, Song Yao said to Song Yuanbao: "Don't be so scheming in the future, you can keep these things, you must not take them out and pawn them, otherwise it will hurt the little brother's heart." ”

"Oh." Song Yuanbao nodded with some disappointment.

"In fact, these carvings are very suitable for your age, and they are also good to wear and play. Just like the schoolbag designed for you by your mother, they are all unique. Song Yao couldn't bear to let her son be lost, so she had to be appeased in disguise.

"I think so too." Song Yuanbao raised his face proudly, looked at Song Yao and said, "Don't you think that these carvings match my schoolbag very well?" On my little brother's birthday, if I send him a schoolbag like this and a few more drawings, will he be very happy? ”