Chapter 43: Brother

(Beware of the Prince)

As summer approaches, the weather is hot and cold, and I want to melt into an ice bucket during the day, but I feel a little cold at night.

The pure moonlight falls on the surface of the pool, and the cool breeze blows the pool.

The three maids were guarding the outer courtyard of the pavilion, and the Chen Leak on the stone table was slowly passing, and when it was near, there were still shadows swaying in the wind in the depths of the pavilion.

Tomorrow is the day when Guozijian starts classes, and the next day after returning to China, there will be a small exam, this small exam is not big, but it is not small, it is still the first test for Song Suqing to enter Guozijian, It is because she has been studying her homework knowledge day and night in the past few days.

The girl in the small kitchen brought mung bean porridge to dispel the fire, and some pastries that girls like on weekdays.

took the end plate in the girl's hand, carefully placed the picture screen on the round table, and reminded loudly: "Miss, the kitchen has prepared some fresh food." ”

The sweet aroma spread in the air, Song Xuqing spread out the scroll and turned his eyes slightly, "What are they?" ”

"Chilled mung bean porridge, taro cake and date paste cake." Picture screen said the same, not worried that she wouldn't use it.

Seeing her confident appearance, Song Suqing laughed softly, marked the scroll casually, got up, scooped up the porridge with the fragrance of mung beans with a soup spoon and put it in her mouth, and the sweet and delicious thick porridge bloomed in her throat.

"Miss."

Song Suqing and the others, who heard the voice, followed the voice, and saw Mama Zhang leading the maids hurriedly with a smile on her face.

All the maids often see Mama Zhang, but they have never seen her so joyful, She bowed blessedly; "Miss, the gift that the young master gave you has arrived!"

The soup spoon smashed into the mung bean porridge with a 'click', and a little sticky juice spilled out and fell on the back of Song Suqing's hand, and she had a little hope in her heart: "Brother is coming back!?" ”

Speaking of this, Mama Zhang also shook her head, "The young master can't return to Beijing without a summons, and the convoy that sent the congratulatory gifts encountered heavy rain on the way, and it was a few days late." ”

No one can return to Beijing without a call.

It was when Song Linxiao left Beijing that the Hou Mansion gave the emperor a promise in order to block the mouth.

Xu is related to the Song family's generations of military generals, Song Linxiao has loved martial arts since childhood, talented, he joined the army at the age of fourteen, and when the war broke out on the frontier at the age of fifteen, he went to the frontier with the army, and became famous in this battle, and he is a young man in the crowd.

Song Linxiao has been stationed in the frontier for seven years, and has never returned to Beijing during these seven years, and most of them have exchanged letters.

In the previous life, before Song Suqing left the East Palace, the saint summoned him back to Beijing, but before he entered Beijing, she had already returned to the present dynasty, and she couldn't know what the end of her brother was.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps.

The flickering lantern blocked Song Suqing's vision, and she stood on tiptoe to look out.

Three or five people walked in carrying a box painted with mahogany, and Rao had the heart to count how many.

The painting screen was clever and ingenious, and he also knew Song Linxiao's habit of giving gifts, so he left the two mahogany boxes at the forefront, and the rest were led to the warehouse by picking peaches.

The little guy who came with the congratulatory gift lifted the hijab of the mahogany box, and Song Suqing saw that one of the boxes was full of clothes that his daughter's family liked, but the style was not a popular style in Beijing, but quite a frontier style.

When the little servant lifted the head of another mahogany box, everyone who was looking forward to it couldn't help but be stunned, the box was full of books.

Song Suqing blinked his eyes and picked up a scroll casually.

The little guy who gave the gift said: "The young master heard that the girl likes to read recently and is also quite interested in music, so he collected local fashionable books and piano books and sent them to the girl, saying that this piano sound is different from the tone of the high mountains and flowing water that is prevalent in Beijing, and it has a different flavor. ”

Song Xu smiled clearly, and he could imagine the expression on Song Linxiao's face when he said these words, closed the scroll and said, "Thank you brother for me." ”

The little maid arched his hand, and they didn't stay in the Nuan Yu Pavilion before the hour was early, and they left the house after waiting for the little maids who were sent to the warehouse to come back.

Song Suqing summoned Ming Yue and ordered her to fetch the piano, and eagerly danced the strings according to the piano book, and the stirring and intermittent sound of the piano echoed in the Nuan Yu Pavilion, which did not disappear for a long time.

As a result, in the early morning of the next day, it was difficult for her to get up when she was going to Guozijian, and after getting into the carriage, she leaned on the mat and fell asleep, and on the way to Shangshutang, she yawned from time to time, even Qingcha couldn't pull her chaotic thoughts back.

Song Suqing was the first to arrive at Shangshutang, and while everyone had not yet come, he half-lay on the table and fell asleep.

It wasn't until the noise in her ears that it sounded like her fingertips rubbing the strings of the piano, that she opened her eyes suddenly, and hit Pei Huilan's smiling eyes and the fingertips that were about to be on the side of her face.

Pei Huilan saw her wake up and withdrew his hand: "What did you do last night, the green silk is faintly black now." ”

"Practice." Song Suqing sat up straight as he spoke, covered his palms to his mouth and yawned slowly, and when he was halfway through the arrears, a dark gray figure appeared in his eyes.

She thought she was asleep, but after blinking her eyes, the figure still did not dissipate, and the next moment he turned around.

The man's narrow eyes overflowed with a little smile, and his expression exuded wisps of heart-stopping tenderness, and he looked at her: "Awake? ”

Song Suqing's heart jumped fiercely, and he nodded at an extremely slow speed: "Hmm." After a pause, he asked, "Why are you here today?" ”

After asking, she vaguely felt that she had too much to say, and when she was about to explain, Pei Muyao said casually: "Last night, I realized that the pen and ink in my stomach were empty, and I thought that I should also come to learn from Taifu. ”

Song Suqing: "......"

If all his pen and ink are empty, most of the people present will have no knowledge at all.

However, before she could refute this, she saw Pei Huilan raise his head and sigh, and muttered: "If you want to meet someone, just say it, why attack us with words." ”

Song Suqing was surprised, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked around, but he didn't see any unfamiliar figures in this Shangshu Hall, "Who?" ”

Her eyes reflected her stunned appearance, Pei Muyao's eyes as deep as the night stared at her directly, seeing that her eyes were still full of blankness, he smiled, "Don't listen to Huilan's nonsense, I'm just here to talk to Taifu about something, and I still have something to do later." ”

Song Suqing suddenly shook his head in realization, and he had never heard that he had intersected with Taifu.

After thinking about it, "But what about the Dragon Boat Festival?" ”

Pei Muyao's tone raised slightly: "Hmm." ”

Song Xu knew that the Dragon Boat Festival was a major event, in addition to the activities arranged by Pei Muyao, the queen in the palace also prepared a palace banquet, and the ministers and their families would be invited into the palace to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival.

In her previous life, when she was in the East Palace, the Dragon Boat Festival was all handled by Pei Muyao, and it was particularly interesting to hear, but at that time, she accompanied the queen in the palace to organize the palace banquet, and she couldn't go out of the palace to take a look, but she could have this opportunity in this life.

It's just that......

Prior to this, the Dragon Boat Festival was organized by Pei Yichen, and it was not handed over to Pei Muyao until the second year of Song Suqing's entry into the East Palace.

Song Xuqing's eyes swept over the people who looked in this direction from time to time, and he pondered for a moment, took out the inkstone and injected it into the clear water to study the ink.

Just when everyone thought she was going to write a note, she put the ink stone in place, as if it was just to prepare for schoolwork in a quarter of an hour, and their hearts fell to the ground, and they suddenly felt bored.

Realizing that the skimming eyes were gradually decreasing, Song Xuqing's fingertips tapped on the long table and dipped a little clear water that had deliberately overflowed.

She lifted her eyelids slightly and glanced at Pei Muyao, her fingertips lightly swiped across the table, and four words fell.

'Watch out for the prince'.

When the fingertips stopped, a few low laughs came from overhead.

Song Suqing withdrew his hand, and when his chin was raised, he said with a superior arc, and looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.

Pei Muyao's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, looked at her for a while, and leaned over slightly: "I use his people." ”

The trembling that should have been caused by the sudden closing distance was attracted by the words in his mouth, and Song Suqing blinked: "Huh? ”

After the words fell, she felt a warm snort on the side of her ear, and realizing that the distance between the two was a little close, she pursed her lips and leaned back silently.

When the rudness on the side of the ear spreads to the cheeks, only a faint pink afterglow remains, and the girl's occasional appearance is incomparably beautiful.

Pei Muyao narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice: "He has been running so well for so many years, why should I change it, continue to use his methods and his manpower, and I am also happy to be idle." ”

With that, he sat up straight, his eyes rising and falling to the other as he watched her.

Song Suqing didn't have time to think too much, and followed his line of sight to see Tao Taifu standing outside the door, and the Zhaoting Division on Tao Taifu's side.

Pei Muyao tapped the rice paper on her table with her fingertips, and got up to tidy up her clothes without hurrying.

Song Suqing looked at the place where his fingertips were pointed in a daze, and when he caught a glimpse of the princes in front of him, his eyes followed Pei Muyao's figure, and he calmly opened the rice paper, and a neatly folded paper came into view.

The paper with ink was caged in long sleeves and put away, she was not in a hurry to look at it, but followed everyone to look at Pei Muyao who was standing outside, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about with Mrs. Tao.

Song Suqing remembered what he said, and continued to use Pei Yichen's method and his manpower, which is indeed a good way.

On the one hand, Pei Yichen's handling of all kinds of Jiaqing in previous years is very attractive, on the other hand, if he continues to use his methods and manpower, presumably he will not take advantage of this event to make trouble, and his subordinates will also take into account his face when organizing activities, and they will do it lively.

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Chapter 44: Kotomoto

(Why didn't Xie Zijin enter the country)

The Duanyang Festival has fallen, and the merchants in Beijing are also in full swing to prepare for the celebrations, and the activities carried out by the officials have begun early.

The people of all households also hung wormwood at home, and the daughters' families also tied five-colored silk threads, and many people went out to worship the dragon early in the morning of the Duanyang Festival, and the rivers on the west side of Shengjing were also crowded with figures, looking forward to the dragon boat race after an hour.

Song Su was woken up by the clouds early in the morning, and rushed to the riverside with the afterglow of the morning sun, Rao was so that when they arrived, both sides of the riverbank were already crowded with people.

Yunguang was very prescient, and booked a riverside compartment in a nearby restaurant half a month ago, and the viewing position was excellent, just to see the winner who arrived at the finish line.

Different from her elated appearance, Song Suqing drooped her head, covered her lips and yawned from time to time, until her eyes were wet.

"Shang Shutang specially closed two days in advance, so that we can have a good rest to welcome the Duanyang Festival, what are you doing if you don't sleep at night." Yunguang took her hand and led her to the wing, shaking her head puzzledly: "Could it be that you have found some interesting places to go?" ”

Hearing this, Song Suqing raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said 'um' in a matter-of-fact manner.

Yunguang suddenly became interested, and his eyes flashed with a clear light, "Where, where!?" ”

Song Suqing elongated his tone and said, "My piano room." ”

Yunguang: "......"

The corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and she said, "You've been really boring lately. ”

In previous years, such large-scale events did not need to be told by anyone, Song Suqing would arrange everything and arrive at the venue on time, not to mention participating in various celebrations after waking up from the water, even if there were fewer restaurants, and even liked the rhythm.

You must know that before this, what she didn't like the most was the rhythm, and she hadn't even stepped into it when Tianyin Pavilion was overcrowded.

Yunguang said again: "Isn't there something wrong with the water in my house's pond that has spoiled your mind?" ”

She asked very seriously, and even stood on tiptoe, eager to see what went wrong.

Song Suqing couldn't help but turn sideways to avoid her, "Just talk about it, why are you still interested." ”

Yunguang pursed his lips and sighed deeply: "Even you don't play with me anymore, where else do I have to find a playmate." ”

As the words spilled out of his mouth, a cheerful voice rang out.

"I, you come to play with me, I promise I won't refuse you."

Fu Wan jumped in front of them with a delicate expression.

Yunguang 'babbled' in disgust.