The flower banquet is just a blind date in disguise, Mrs. Song wants to choose a favorite granddaughter-in-law, but the original owner is a woman, how can she agree?

Every time I sneak out of the house, I am so angry that the other party scolds me and can't do it!

Jun Qing took two more steps forward, and the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded in his ears.

The divine sense swept over, and not far from the Governor's Mansion, Song Huaijin rode back with a tall horse and led the troops.

There are already family members waiting outside the house.

Jun thought about it lightly, and it was estimated that the emperor had something to summon him back to Beijing.

Just as he was about to turn around, he caught a glimpse of Mrs. Song walking into Luming Courtyard with a group of maids.

Jun frowned lightly, this grandmother really couldn't leave her original body for a while.

"Brother Qing, is you feeling better, Dr. Zhang is still in the house, and grandmother asked him to come over and show you." Old Mrs. Song said worriedly.

Jun glanced at him: "No, I'm fine." ”

Seeing this, Mrs. Song shut up, thought of Song Huaijin, and changed the topic: "Brother Qing, your father is probably going back to the house at this moment, you and your grandmother go to the front hall to wait for him." ”

"Hmm." Jun bowed slightly.

Mrs. Song was satisfied now, and took Jun Qing and the maid to the front hall.

From the back, this scene is similar to Jia's mother's trip.

The courtyard is very large, the front yard is separated from the gate by more than 30 meters, there are ponds on both sides of the entrance, the left is the goldfish and the right is the lotus.

The shore is lined with willow trees and flowers.

It coincides with the season of peach blossoms, and the petals fall into the water with the wind, attracting fish to compete for each other.

As soon as I arrived in the front yard, the chair was not yet hot, and I suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves at the door, which was very messy.

Jun frowned slightly, and saw a man walking at the door.

Less than forty, he came steadily in the dark official boots, followed by two groups of soldiers, neat and solemn.

In the Qi Dynasty, officials above the third rank could raise private soldiers, but there were quantitative requirements.

The original owner's father, the governor of Zhengyipin, can raise one hundred and twenty soldiers, and there are twenty fewer people for each level down.

Since Song Huaijin dealt with the military all year round, the emperor granted the other party the right to act cheaply.

The number of private soldiers may be determined by the circumstances, but may not exceed the Imperial City Guards.

When Mrs. Song saw that her son had returned in military uniform, he had become a lot darker, and he had lost a few laps, so she was so distressed that she picked up the cane in the maid and hurried to meet him.

Song Huaijin hurriedly stepped forward to support the other party, and then knelt down on his knees: "The child has seen his mother." ”

"Okay, just come back, hurry up." Mrs. Song was so happy that her old tears flickered.

Song Huaijin stood up as he said, and once again stepped forward to stabilize the person.

At this time, Jun Qing walked over unhurriedly.

When Mrs. Song saw it, she hurriedly pulled someone over: "Brother Qing, hurry up and say hello to your father." ”

Jun frowned lightly, withdrew his arm expressionlessly, and raised his eyes to sweep over Song Huaijin.

Suddenly, two pairs of phoenix eyes faced each other, one cold and the other profound.

Jun glanced at it lightly, his face was as usual, and he had already seen it, so he planned to go to the main courtyard.

He was stunned by his grandson's reaction, but because the original body was not close to his father, and his temperament was unpredictable, he did not suspect anything.

On the side, Song Huaijin looked at Jun Qing's back and was thoughtful.

As he approached, he clearly felt... Murderous.

It's so heavy, this son is afraid that it's not simple!

Seeing that the other party was staring in the direction of the good grandson, Mrs. Song frowned, thinking that she was angry, and hurriedly defended herself: "Brother Qing'er hit his head in the afternoon, I guess I will be a little angry in my heart, you just came back, don't go to your heart." ”