Gu Xinyin didn't want to take care of it, and Xie Qinglan couldn't help it, so she left unhappily.

Back in the green garden, Xie Qinglan was even more angry when she saw that Shen Simeng's house was still closed.

How long was this tossing last night? Don't get up so late?

Song San got up again, it was already time for lunch, and after washing up, he immediately went to Xie Qinglan's room.

Qinglan cared about him so much, she must have been angry.

Song San entered Xie Qinglan's room, and was confronted by a teacup smashed at him, he hurriedly dodged it, and said with a smile: "Qinglan baby, I was wrong, don't be angry, don't be angry, I will feel distressed when I am angry." ”

Xie Qinglan's eyes immediately gathered mist, and she shouted coquettishly: "I know that I will be angry and you still go to her, and you will stay for so long, Song Shaokang, if you really feel sorry for me, you won't let me down like this!" ”

Song San immediately stepped forward and was about to take the person into his arms to appease him, Xie Qinglan was angry, struggling and refusing to let him hug him, "You go away, you stink to death, your body is full of the smell of Shen's slut, you choke me!" ”

Song San raised his arm and sniffed, "No, I've already taken a shower, and my clothes are new, I don't believe you smell it." As he spoke, he really stretched out his arm to let Xie Qinglan smell it.

Xie Qinglan hid backwards and almost fell, but Song San cleverly and quickly walked down beside her and hugged the person in her arms.

Xie Qinglan didn't hide anymore this time, just lying on Song San's body, Song San hurriedly hugged her, "Baby, don't be angry, okay, I promise, I won't go to her room in the future." ”

Xie Qinglan didn't believe it, but she didn't say anything to disappoint her fun, "I'll believe you again, San Lang, don't let me down again!" ”

Song San breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly promised: "No, absolutely not." ”

With Song San's assurance, Xie Qinglan had a good face.

After that, Xie Qinglan encouraged Song San to defect to the four princes, and the four princes were the future winners.

But the fourth prince is now a transparent prince whose mother clan is weak, his talents are not outstanding, and he is not valued today, Song San doesn't believe it, "Baby, my father and eldest brother are worried about these things, let's just live our life honestly, don't worry about it!" ”

Xie Qinglan was in a hurry, because in her memory, in the second half of the year, the prince would be involved in the witch Gu case, and the prince and the queen, as well as the queen's mother's family, would be involved.

The crown prince and the queen were deposed one after another, the queen's maiden family was beheaded, the queen was decapitated, the queen was imprisoned in the cold palace, and the prince was punished to guard the emperor's mausoleum.

Then the queen committed suicide in the cold palace, and the prince heard the bad news and also committed suicide.

In the coming year, the emperor found out that the second prince and the third prince teamed up to frame the prince, and punished the two princes to guard the emperor's mausoleum, saying that they asked the two princes to atone for their eldest brother.

Xie Qinglan didn't know what happened after that, when she died, the second prince and the third prince had just been found to have colluded, and they had just been confined in the mansion and were not allowed to go out, and they had not been punished to guard the imperial mausoleum.

The reason why Xie Qinglan guessed that it would be the fourth prince who ascended the throne, or when the third prince borrowed wine to kill his sorrows, he said that his father's body was broken, but he didn't expect that the fourth prince would pick up a big bargain.

Besides, there were only four princes who were adults at that time, and the remaining three princes were all small, so it was impossible to pick up the burden.

There are no available talents around the four princes now, if Song San can take the initiative to lean on at this time, he will definitely be able to be reused in the future.

What a pity if you don't seize such a great opportunity?

The opportunity is a good opportunity, but what worries Xie Qinglan is how to make Song San believe her.

After thinking about it, Xie Qinglan finally made a decision.

This morning, Xie Qinglan woke up very early, but she woke up crying, and she kept crying after waking up, making Song San feel distressed, and kept patting her back to comfort, "Baby, are you having a nightmare, don't be afraid, there is a husband, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

Xie Qinglan shook her head: "No, San Lang, no, I feel that the dream is very real, I dreamed of the drought, dreamed of locusts eating the people's food, and dreamed that the silver for disaster relief was greedy by corrupt officials, and Lord Qin, who was in charge of disaster relief, was killed by the displaced people......"

Song San's face changed suddenly, "Don't talk nonsense, Qinglan, there are some things that can't be said nonsense." ”

Xie Qinglan still cried, "I don't want to, San Lang, three days, no, it may be five days, anyway, the emperor will soon mention the drought at the court meeting, and the Qin Cha who will be in charge of disaster relief will definitely be Lord Qin." ”

Song San kissed her forehead, "You must not have slept well, I will sleep with you for a while." ”

Xie Qinglan reminded her, so she didn't say anything more and closed her eyes.

Song San didn't take this matter to heart, but Gu Xinyin, who was always paying attention to Xie Qinglan's movements, took this matter to heart, and after thinking about it, Gu Xinyin understood what Xie Qinglan was going to do, she was going to lay the foundation for Song San's position.

In order to make Song San believe what she said, Xie Qinglan also took great pains.

Three days later, in the morning, the emperor really mentioned the drought and asked the courtiers to come up with useful countermeasures as soon as possible.

When the Marquis of Song returned home from the next dynasty and met Song San, he subconsciously reprimanded: "Don't just write useless acid poems all day long, read more useful articles." ”

Song San wanted to say that those were not sour poems, but seeing that his father's face was really bad, he said, "I know, Dad, what kind of anger have you suffered outside?" Why don't you look so happy? ”

Song Hou Ye waved his hand, "You don't understand, let's go." ”

Song San was unconvinced and said: "You didn't say anything, how do you know that your son doesn't understand, and you look down on people less, Dad." ”

Song Hou Ye sneered: "Drought, you can tell me how to solve it?" ”

"Isn't the drought just ......" Song Sanshun wanted to say a few nonsense, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes widened, "Dad, you ...... You were talking about drought? ”

Song Hou Ye didn't even bother to reply to him this time, but Song San didn't wait for him to reply, he folded his fingers and counted, his eyes widened, and he muttered, "It's been three days, what Qinglan said that day seems to be three days, really...... There really is a drought. ”

Song San didn't care about talking to Song Hou Ye anymore, turned around and ran away.

Song Houye, who was left in place: "......" dead boy, shocked!

Song San ran to Cuiyuan, grabbed Xie Qinglan and asked, "Qinglan, tell me about the dream you had that day." ”

Xie Qinglan was a backhouse woman in her last life, and the reason why she remembered the date of the drought so clearly was because it was the birthday of the third princess, and because she was having a banquet in the mansion, she was sent by the emperor to reprimand her for being extravagant and wasteful that night.

More Xie Qinglan really didn't know, let her say that she really couldn't say anything, "San Lang, the dream is messy, I can't remember it clearly." ”