Song Yao didn't say that the deep wells she let people dig were not only the industries under her name, but also many villages, so that when there was a big drought, some people would lose their lives due to lack of water.

In her previous life, Song Yao didn't believe in fate, and she didn't believe in those ethereal and ethereal things.

But the soul penetrated into this world and possessed so much beauty, so she had to suspect that this was God's compensation for her.

Therefore, Song Yao is very willing to do more good deeds within her ability, maybe there will be more blessings, so that she can always have everything she has now, and the people she cares about will have a healthy and happy life.

The two talked again, and Song Yao, who was used to taking a nap, fell asleep without holding on.

With Helian Sheng by his side, Song Yao slept very soundly, and he didn't even know when Helian Sheng would leave.

On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, it was the last time that the imperial court came to the court before the year, unless something major happened, the emperor would not summon the courtiers, and the courtiers' letters would be put on hold for the time being.

The annual leave of the Great Zhou State did not end until the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, and it was also the most relaxing days of the year for the emperor and officials.

However, this ease refers to the fact that there is no need for supermarkets, which does not mean that there is nothing to do.

In addition to the palace banquet on the first day of the Lunar New Year, there are also memorials, and those high-ranking and powerful officials must be present, and the officials below must also prepare everything.

And on the twenty-sixth day, the eunuchs in the palace came to the Song Mansion to announce the decree, Song Ji officially became the imperial businessman, Song Yao is a woman, and she cannot be named a foreigner, so she is a five-quality person.

The normal imperial businessman is just a member of the eighth grade, except that he does not kneel when he sees the official, and the heir can enter the official school as the son of the official family, there is no other benefit, but it is still the most coveted by all business people.

But Song Yao, a woman, actually got a five-rank fate, not a sixth-grade or lower fate.

Song Yao officially accepted the decree for the first time, burned incense and bathed in accordance with the rules, and tossed for a morning before entering the inner courtyard with the fluttering holy decree.

To be precise, she was holding the holy decree, and Song Yao didn't want to be sued for this trivial matter, saying that she disrespected the Son of Heaven.

"Mother, this is the holy decree!" Song Yuanbao's eyes were shining, and he rubbed his little hands.

I thought to myself, if the holy decree was taken out and sold, it would be very valuable.

Glancing at his son, after Song Yao put down the holy decree, he slapped it on the top of his head with his hand, and warned in a low voice: "You kid give me some peace, if you get into trouble, our family won't be able to eat and walk around!" ”

Careful thinking was punctured, Song Yuanbao said with a smile: "I just think about it, I won't do that, don't worry, your son has a spectrum in his heart!" ”

Seeing Song Yuanbao patting his chest vigorously, Song Yao glared at him, and turned to Song Yinbao: "Yinbao, you are the elder brother, you have to watch this bastard more, the lives of our mothers are in your hands." ”

Song Yinbao looked at Song Yuanbao and suddenly felt that his task was very arduous.

Nodding heavily, Song Yinbao promised: "Don't worry, mother, I will be optimistic about ingots." ”

Youguan's family's life, Song Yinbao didn't dare to indulge Song Yuanbao.

was said by his mother and brother, Song Yuanbao's little face sank, he really just thought about it, can't he believe him?

Holding Song Yao's arm, Song Yuanbao smiled and said: "Mother, our family is an imperial businessman, and my mother is also a high-grade lady, so this status will be different in the future." Let's go, my son asked my mother to go down to the restaurant. ”

"Stinky boy, what the hell are you up to?" Song Yao looked down at her son, and there was a wail in her heart.

Want to give birth to a naughty stinky boy for Mao?

If it were a close-fitting padded jacket, how nice it would be.

Song Yao, who couldn't return the goods, could only be aggrieved in her heart, afraid that speaking out would hurt Song Yuanbao's young heart.

Song Yinbao nodded on the side and said, "I should celebrate, I am my brother, and I will pay for the silver." ”

Song Yuanbao is a miser, it must be painful for him to spend money, and Song Yinbao understands his strength better than Song Yao.

But Song Yinbao is also a money-keeper, he still has a big revenge that has not been avenged, he can't train people without silver, and he can't break the silver into a few petals.

"No, no, I'm in for a treat today." Song Yuanbao opened his mouth with a smile, with a look of 'the master is happy, silver is not a thing'.

Although Song Yinbao was suspicious, he wanted to dispel Song Yuanbao's interest wherever he went, so he didn't fight about it anymore, thinking that he would prepare some gifts for his stepmother.

It is rare that Song Yuanbao is willing to bleed, and Song Yao is happy to give him face.

The mother and son took a carriage and went directly to a century-old restaurant, and let Xiao Er serve a table of signature dishes and a jar of rice wine.

The New Year is approaching, and the business of the major restaurants is very good, and the time when Song Yao's mother and son come over is not a meal, so there is a private room.

"Mother, I'm going to the thatched house, you can leave me something delicious." Halfway through eating, Song Yuanbao covered his stomach and ran out of the private room with a smoke.

When he went out, he took a secret guard, and Song Yao didn't worry about Song Yuanbao's safety, so he didn't say anything.

"Yinbao, my mother is now an imperial businessman, and you two brothers are qualified to enter the official school, what do you think?" Song Yao gave a bowl of soup to Song Yinbao and asked.

Song Yuanbao is still young, and it is okay to go to the official school in a few years, but there is no hurry.

But Song Yinbao will be ten years old after the New Year, and he can go to the official school to study, which will be more helpful to his future future.

Such an opportunity is rare, but it can also be a loss of freedom.

The official school of the Great Zhou Kingdom is relatively rigorous, and students can only go home when they are on vacation, and it is not easy to ask for leave in ordinary times.

If you want to go to the official school through the back door, it is even more difficult, unless you have the ability to shut up all the imperial histories.

Song Yinbao didn't expect Song Yao to ask about it, so he was stunned for a moment and didn't reply at the first time.

Song Yinbao understands the pros and cons.

But when I went to the official school, I am afraid that the things I want to do are even more inconvenient.

And Song Yuanbao is not yet old, and he doesn't want Song Yuanbao to go to private school alone, for fear that Song Yuanbao will be impulsive and cause trouble, and no one will take care of it.

The little boy thought for a while, and then raised his head and said: "The master in the house is no worse than the master of the official school, and there is no hurry to go to the official school." The son is only ten years old after the New Year, and if he waits for a few more years, he will go to the official school with Yuanbao, so he can take care of it. Even if it ends, he has to wait until he is fourteen years old, and his son has not yet decided what path he will take in the future. ”

After listening to Song Yinbao's words, Song Yao smiled with relief, but she also felt sorry for him.

"Yinbao, from the day I accepted you as my righteous son, you are my Song Yao's son, and you don't need to bear so much. No matter how you choose, your mother will support you. Picking up the Jinpa and wiping the corners of Song Yinbao's mouth, Song Yao smiled lightly: "The official school will not start until February, you can also think about it again, and then come and tell your mother." ”

"Hmm." Song Yinbao nodded, his face burning badly.

It's almost ten years old, and it's really embarrassing to let my mother wipe her mouth when I eat and leave traces of food.

Seeing that Song Yinbao was shy, Song Yao said: "You go to see Yuanbao, if you go and don't come back for so long, you shouldn't be lost." This stinky boy just has a lot of things. ”

Song Yinbao answered and went out.

Song Yao sat on the main seat, right opposite the door of the private room.

When Song Yinbao left, the people in the corridor outside saw the people inside.

Song Zhiyuan was stunned, he didn't expect to see Song Yao on such an occasion.

And Song Yao happened to bow her head at this time, but she didn't see Song Zhiyuan, and only raised her head when she noticed that a sight fell on her, only to see Song Yinbao closing the door.

Seeing that Song Zhiyuan was stunned, Song Ge Lao subconsciously looked in the direction of the private room, although he didn't see anything, he was inexplicably a little irritable.

"Zhiyuan, let's go." Elder Song Ge called in a low voice.

Today, I made an appointment with my old friend and came with the eldest son of the two families, but I didn't want my old friend to leave temporarily, and Song Ge had no intention of delaying it any longer.

"Yes, father." Song Zhiyuan reined in his mind and hurriedly kept up with Song Ge Lao's pace.

Seeing that Song Ge Lao was not abnormal, Song Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

At present, there is not enough evidence, there are too many people in the old mansion that need to be cleaned up, so it is better not to let their father and daughter meet.

Song Zhiyuan had something in his heart, and when Song Ge Lao talked to him along the way, he was also absent-minded, which aroused Song Ge Lao's suspicions.

But Song Zhiyuan has always been measured, since he refused to say what happened, Song Ge Lao did not ask.

Song Ge Lao would never have thought that it was because he paid too much attention to giving Song Zhiyuan enough space that they would let their father and daughter be in the capital together, but they had never had the opportunity to meet, and they were only separated by a door just now.

Let's say that when Song Yinbao found Song Yuanbao, the little guy came out of another private room.

I saw Song Yuanbao with a smug smile on his face, but his chest was bulging, and he didn't know what good things he had gotten.

"Brother, I'm here." Song Yuanbao waved his chubby little hand.

"Mother is waiting for you, go back quickly." Song Yinbao glanced at the private room behind him without a trace, and didn't ask much.

"Let's go, I'm hungry enough to eat a cow." Song Yuanbao said with a smile.

"I think you're bragging." Song Yinbao quipped: "With your small body, a cow is enough to eat for a month." ”

"Whether it's bragging or not, you'll know in a moment." Song Yuanbao said matter-of-factly: "Why don't we make a bet?" ”

"Okay." Song Yinbao nodded, knowing that Song Yuanbao had another ghost idea, so he added: "My mother said that we will bet a little money, let's bet a couple of silver." ”

"Cheng, a tael of silver is also silver, gambling." Song Yuanbao nodded without hesitation.

I secretly thought in my heart: I will order a random cake for a while, draw a head on it, and win if I eat the cake, and I have never said that I will eat real cows.

Song Yao's mother and son didn't mention the meal here, but the old mansion was a courtyard and an atmosphere.

Mrs. Song has always been indifferent, and she doesn't seem to care about anything, as long as she can keep Mrs. Song's identity.

The population of the Song Mansion is simple, and although Mrs. Song is the head of the house, there is not much she needs him to do.

The New Year is approaching, in addition to giving gifts and returning gifts to some people who have dealings, all the big and small affairs are handed over to the housekeeper to do, and Mrs. Song is idle.

But Song Li's side didn't even have the strength to get up.

Since that day, after the big upset because of the account book, Song Li has been bedridden, found several doctors, changed several prescriptions, and his body just didn't improve.

"Lotus, where did you die? Even you don't want to see Miss Ben, you want to climb another branch, don't you? Song Li was weak, but the scolding voice was not small.

The people in the house were all kicked out by her, saying that they were upset when they saw it.

Lotus, a big girl, has to take care of Song Li's daily life and other matters, and she is so busy every day that she doesn't even have time to eat.

But Song Li's heart is not smooth, and he will still secretly rectify the lotus, so that the lotus has suffering, and he can't wait for Song Li's illness to be more serious, and he doesn't even have the strength to beat people.

"Miss, the slave is going to make bird's nest porridge for you, you eat more good ones, and your body will be better." The lotus carried the bird's nest into the house, and her body trembled slightly.

In the past few days, the Song Li family has been tortured in various ways, and there is almost no good place on the lotus flower, plus the rest is not good, and I have to worry all day long, and I don't know how many days it can last.