A few half-sized children were already greedy, and as soon as they heard Song Yuanbao's words, they couldn't wait to put down the roast duck now and eat the other two things that Song Yuanbao said.

However, in the eyes of this young master, barbecue is to go to the wild to take a game test, and there is nothing unusual, but it is okay to have a play.

But that hot pot piqued their interest, which they hadn't heard of.

"On the Queen Mother's birthday, the school will give us a few days off, and then we will come to play with you again, and we will eat that hot pot." Cui Jincheng is the leader of this group of children, and as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately got a reconsideration.

Song Yuanbao patted his chest generously and said: "No problem, when the time comes, the little brothers will let people come and notify in advance, and I will let people prepare the things for eating hot pot." ”

"But your mother is not in the house, what about the hot pot base you said?" Cui Jincheng hasn't forgotten this stubble.

"My mother went back to the house yesterday and went to pick me up outside the Shangshu Mansion." Song Yuanbao had a pampered expression on his face, and said proudly: "I will tell my mother in the evening to let her make a hot pot base before entering the palace again, and this will be it." ”

"But if you leave it for a long time, won't it break?" Cui Jincheng has quite a lot of questions.

"This ......" Song Yuanbao scratched his head, he really didn't think about this problem, but after thinking for a while, he smiled and said: "It's okay, if you're afraid of it, then let Sister Red Sleeves or Uncle Qinghai make the hot pot base." Although their cooking is not as delicious as that made by my mother, the taste is not bad, and you will definitely like it for the first time. ”

"Then it's settled." Cui Jincheng slapped the table, and then thought of what he asked Song Yuanbao yesterday, so he asked, "Yuanbao, what I told you yesterday, did you tell your mother?" ”

"Got it." Song Yuanbao nodded and explained: "But little brother, you have to wait, my mother's departure from the palace this time was done by the queen's mother's order, so there is no time." But after the Queen Mother's birthday, my mother will be fine, and when the time comes, I will let my mother stay for a few more days, and I will definitely paint a few pictures for you. ”

"Cheng, then I'll wait." When Cui Jincheng heard Song Yuanbao say this, he knew that he could only sit and wait, and he didn't dare to rob the queen.

"It's a pity, then we won't be able to eat Buddha jumping over the wall." A young master with a look of pity on his face.

"Don't worry about this, you will definitely be able to eat it, hehe." Song Yuanbao didn't say that Song Yao would be a Buddha jumping over the wall at the palace banquet.

Cui Jincheng was a few years old, and after thinking about it, he understood what Song Yuanbao meant.

There are a few small ones, and I thought that Song Yuanbao was talking about what Song Yao would make for them after the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, but they were all looking forward to it.

After the group finished eating, they sat together and played games, but they couldn't make a fuss.

However, I stayed at Cui Jincheng's house for too long before, and I was trained after returning home, but this time I didn't dare to stay for a long time, so I rested for an hour, drank some soup to relieve the heat, and then said goodbye and left.

Song Yuanbao had already instructed Qinghai to make a few more roast ducks, and also asked Kexin to prepare more dim sum biscuits that were not sold in the restaurant.

When a few friends left, each person had a food box, which contained roast duck and dim sum biscuits, which was his return gift.

Song Yuanbao is a smart child, he took a return gift in Shangshu Mansion before, and he did the same.

And after the little master returned home, he immediately showed off in front of his mother, but he regretted it.

The snacks and biscuits they had just tasted, and they had intended to keep them for a slow time, but they were confiscated.

And the roast duck was delicious, and they didn't have enough of it, but they didn't have the chopsticks on the table.

Because he had made new friends, Song Yuanbao was naturally very happy, and before going to bed at night, he pulled Song Yao to talk for a long time, and then fell asleep.

Let's say that on the second day, the gate of the Song Mansion was knocked from time to time.

The little young masters' mansions who came yesterday all sent people to send gifts that were not expensive to thank them for their return gifts yesterday.

What made Red Sleeves and the others speechless was that these people secretly asked if they could come to them to buy some roast duck or snacks, and the ladies and ladies in the house liked it very much.

If you go to the restaurant to buy it, even if you have a good relationship, you will get a discount at most.

But you can buy it at home, if you really want to make friends, how can you collect money?

"Madame has been very busy lately, and only a few of our close maids can do these things, but Madame needs to be served, and there are business matters to take care of, so I really don't have time to make snacks."

Red Sleeves said with a smile: "But the prince of your mansion is a friend of our young master, if the house makes a snack, I will definitely send it to the ladies and ladies to taste, and thank you for your support." ”

Every time someone asked, Redsleeves said so.

But what made Red Sleeves even more speechless was that those people would ask next, "Didn't a man make the roast duck in your house?" He doesn't have to wait for his wife all the time, does he? ”

"You're talking about Qinghai, right? He is the martial artist of our young master, and making roast duck is purely based on his mood, and this slave does not dare to make decisions for him. Redsleeves explained with a smile.

Thinking that it was not good to refuse both things, he said again: "But Master Qinghai has a close relationship with the little young master, if your mansion really wants to eat roast duck, the slave maid will let the young master say it, and it should be okay to do it once in a while." However, please let us know in advance, after all, the duck of this roast duck needs to be carefully selected. ”

If you get the red sleeves, these subordinates will go back to their lives.

Although some ladies were dissatisfied, they felt that the Song Mansion was a little bit of Qiao.

But when their son came back, he had already said that Song Yao went back to the house to do things for the queen, and they didn't dare to say anything.

The little appetite of one's own family is not as important as the affairs of the heavenly family.

Moreover, the Song family also said that they could do it for them, but they couldn't supply it at any time, which was reasonable.

Song Yao is destined to stay in the mansion most of the time this month, otherwise I am afraid that the palace will be unhappy when she gets the news.

So even if Song Yao only took three days to finish the painting, the news could not be transmitted.

However, just in case, Song Yao planned to rest for two days, and after playing with Song Yuanbao, she would draw the same painting again.

Not to mention that Song Yao nests in the study every day, another Song Mansion in the capital, to be precise, is very lively.

In order to be succeeded by Song Ge, the nephews all tried their best to curry favor.

It's Mrs. Song, who is also annoyed by her nieces and daughters-in-law every day.

It stands to reason that if Song Ge Lao really adopted his son, he should also choose an heir.

But what kind of goods are the brothers and nephews in the capital, Song Ge knows it very well, and he has already been cold.

Song Ge Lao, who was reluctant to return to his house, finally made a decision to succeed Song Zhiyuan.

Although Song Zhiyuan was born to a brother, he still has the blood of the Song family in his bones, and Song Zhiyuan's performance during this period of time also made Song Ge Lao very satisfied.

Song Zhiyuan is a famous talent, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't like to enter the court, it would not be difficult to go further with his brain.

During this period, Song Zhiyuan restrained his hip-hop temperament, listened to Song Gelao's teachings very seriously, and showed that he did not care about the matter of succession, and only wanted to do studies and serve the country.

It was this kind of Song Zhiyuan that made Song Ge Lao Gao take a look.

It was Song Li's family that made Song Ge Lao a little unhappy, but Song Zhiyuan had already married, and Song Ge couldn't do anything about letting him divorce his wife.

Just thought that Song Zhiyuan would have an heir in the future, and he would personally take him by his side to raise him, but he didn't worry that there would be no successor.

As for letting Mrs. Song teach Song Li the rules, Song Ge never had such an idea, and only hoped that the two of them would not make the back house restless, which was already the best result.

No matter what the relationship between Song Ge Lao and the stepfamily is, in the matter of succession, Song Ge Lao still has to inform her.

This is also the first time that Song Ge Lao has entered Mrs. Song's courtyard since his daughter's disappearance for a few years.

Although Song Ge Lao used to come here only a handful of times, he still gave Mrs. Song respect on face, but now he really respects each other like ice.

"Why did the master come here?" Seeing Song Ge coming over, Mrs. Song was still a little excited.

For so many years, she thought that her heart was dead, but she didn't know that it had been on this man all along.

Elder Song didn't say anything, turned around and sat on the main seat, across a table from Mrs. Song.

"I've already made a decision about the succession, just Zhiyuan's kid." Song Ge Lao went straight to the point.

"What?" Mrs. Song exclaimed in surprise and looked at Elder Song in disbelief.

Mrs. Song thought that a traditional person like Song Ge Lao would at least choose to have a nephew.

And the reason why Song Zhiyuan stayed in the capital was nothing more than that Song Ge Lao didn't want to be pointed out and said that he was pedantic.

Yes, Mrs. Song didn't really care about Song Zhiyuan's face, and naturally she didn't treat Song Li much either.

Even the promise to her confidant maid is just in case, in fact, no matter who is adopted, she wants to stuff the maid into that person's room, otherwise she is not at ease.

Seeing that she had pressed the wrong treasure, Mrs. Song was very unwilling.

"Why, Madame has an opinion?" Song Ge asked lightly, more like a process, not to ask for her opinion.

Mrs. Song was aware of Song Ge Lao's attitude, and she also knew that she was out of shape, the corners of her mouth moved, and a far-fetched smile was pulled.

"Don't you think about it anymore? Although Zhiyuan is good, but after all, he is a concubine, and the clan elders are afraid that they will not agree, right? Mrs. Song said tentatively.

Elder Song Ge said in a stiff tone: "It's my son who wants to retire, as long as it's the bloodline of the Song family, I can't allow others to interfere!" ”

Song Ge Lao has always been a gentle person, and such an attitude at this moment has already shown his determination, and he is even more dissatisfied with Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song is a young lady of everyone, and she has been learning the art of the husband in the back house since she was a child, although she did not succeed, but she also knows how to read people's faces.

However, Mrs. Song breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she had to pretend to be virtuous on her face, and said softly: "This step-heir is a big deal, as long as the master is satisfied, the concubine will not say much." It's just that I hope the master can be cautious, and the concubine has no other opinions. ”

"Hmm." Song Ge Lao nodded, he was just here to inform him, and after speaking, he stood up and said: "Since you know that succession is a major event, everything that should be prepared is ready, I will go to explain to the clan elders tomorrow, it is estimated that this matter will be finalized before the Queen Mother's birthday at the latest." ”

"Yes, the concubine knows." Mrs. Song got up to send her off, and she really wanted Song Ge Lao to stay, but she knew that she would only be embarrassed if she said it, so she stopped thinking about keeping people.

Song Ge Lao walked to the door, and suddenly stopped: "Huiru has no heirs under her knees, and after Zhiyuan succeeded, he recognized Huiru as his mother-in-law, and he would be able to worship him in the future." You're okay with that, right? ”

Mrs. Song's face turned pale, her hands were tightly clutched in her handkerchief, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't say a word.

That Jiang Huiru has been dead for more than ten years, but her status in this family is something she can't surpass, and now the heirs have to compete with her for the identity of her mother-in-law?

Jiang Huiru has no heirs, so what about her? A hundred years after her, who will come to worship the incense?