Song Yichun's face turned pale immediately after anger.

Gu Yu spent at least 365 days a year, and at least 360 days wandering around the Song family. Is it necessary to be so polite to him?

He is a thug!

But in front of Song Maochun and others, he could not have an attack.

If he was defeated by Song Mo and Song Mo insisted on not coming to see him, could he still tie him up?

At that time, I was even more shameless!

Song Maochun and others naturally saw it. They didn't expect Song Mo to be so strong. Song Maochun knew that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly said, "Since Tianci has guests, then wait for the guests to leave." Then he changed the topic and talked about other things, "The British Duke's Mansion has not held a wedding for many years. I saw that the 'Four-to-End' table was held, so I invited Chunfangzhai to do it. Last time when the prince of Changbo's family got married, he invited Chunfangzhai. Everyone agreed..."

"Four-to-earth" table means that before the guests serve the table, they will first put four kinds of fresh fruits or fresh noodles and other snacks for the guests to see; when the guests serve the table, they will immediately remove the snacks and place four dried fruits, four snacks, four fresh fruits, and four cold dishes again. This is only possible for wealthy families to hold weddings. Moreover, the more wealthy the family, in order to show their wealth and temperament, the more they pay attention to these "Four-to-earth" tables.

Song Tongchun hurriedly said, "I also think I'm asking people outside to buy them. Last time, Dongping Bo's family got married, I also asked people outside to do the 'four to the end' seat - this is popular in Kyoto now!"

The topic turned to Song Mo's wedding banquet, and finally made the matter come true.

But Gu Yu asked Song Mo: "Can you do not go to see your uncle?"

"What can I do?" Song Mo was served by his close servant to change his clothes and said with a smile, "Aren't you a guest?"

Gu Yu laughed, but soon frowned again and said hesitantly: "Brother Tianci, I, I asked my aunt, you get married, what do you give me to you? My aunt said that the emperor has not yet been very careful. At this time, it is not suitable..."

"The Queen's concerns are right." Song Mo was still scared when he thought about the scene when the emperor was sick, and he reminded Gu Yu seriously, "You should also restrain yourself these days and be careful to let the Censor impeach it - you are fifteen years old this year, and you should be at the age of working as a job. If it is too noisy, the Queen will not be able to force you to speak. Your brother is only three years younger than you. If you delay for a year, he will have one more chance. You can no longer be as willful as before."

This is the heartfelt words.

Gu Yu couldn't help but be moved.

Song Mo took the post and threw it to Gu Yu: "We don't have to participate in the imperial examination, so we can't consider whether the knowledge is good or bad, but whether the word is written well can be seen at a glance. Moreover, whether the emperor or the prince likes calligraphy, you have to practice calligraphy well, there are only benefits and no harm." He also said, "You don't want to go tomorrow. From now on, you will write three thousand words for me every day." Then, without saying a word, he called Wuyi to come in to serve Gu Yu in to practice calligraphy.

Gu Yu was taught obediently and sat down to practice calligraphy.

Song Mo looked around for a while, and saw that he was very serious, nodded in praise and said, "I'll go out for a while and come back soon. You are practicing calligraphy at home. When I come back, you have to finish writing for three thousand words today!"

Gu Yu was stunned and looked up and wanted to ask Song Mo where he was going. Song Mo had already left the banquet room.

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Although it was dusk, the Dou House in Jing'an Temple Hutong was very lively. The servants all had smiles on their faces and were wandering around. They either helped to hang big red lanterns with double joy, helped to escalator, wipe the seats with a veil, or tied red ropes to Milan on the coffee table, which was full of joy.

Wang Yingxue looked at the busy and festive scene outside through the half-open window, and couldn't help but snorted coldly, closed the window sash with a "splash", and said hatefully: "It's just that!"

Madam Hu lowered her head and did needlework without saying a word.

She knew why Wang Yingxue was furious.

After the fifth lady married to Jining Hou Mansion under the name of Miss Four, Miss Four took back all her dowry. I don’t know whether Gao Sheng was intentional or unintentional. This also included the second wife, fifth wife and sixth wife and other female family members of the Dou family added boxes to the fourth wife. At that time, Mother Zhou asked and immediately pushed back by Su Lan: "Isn’t adding boxes a dowry? Since adding boxes is a dowry, we naturally have to move them back."

Mother Zhou had nothing to say, so she had to watch Sulan direct the maid and the woman to move the things back and lock them into the fourth lady's warehouse.

Since the fifth lady has become a ritual, if the second lady and the fifth lady are more particular, they should add a box to the fifth lady. But everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb, and no one mentioned this. Master Qi was righteous and Mrs. Qi was confined to the ground. The fifth lady was the bride. Could it be that he could not do it himself? This matter had to be resolved.

Who would have thought that when the fourth lady got married this time, the second lady and the fifth lady actually sent another gift. It was even more expensive than the last time. How could this not make the seventh lady angry?

But even so what?

Master Qi was determined to hold Mrs. Qi here, and Mrs. Qi could only watch Su Lan smiled and put the things into the warehouse.

Wang Yingxue asked Madam Hu: "When will Miss Fifth come?"

"It's said it's coming soon tomorrow morning." Madam Hu said, "Master Qi made a special trip to let Gao Sheng go to Jining Hou Mansion."

Wang Yingxue couldn't help complaining: "Is he just afraid that Sister Ming would not be there? Sister Ming is now the wife of the Marquis of Jining's Marquis' Mansion. I don't know how many things are waiting for her to decide at home. Even if it's a little late, what's the point? Besides, the sisters are all in Kyoto in the future, so they have the opportunity to meet. Do you need to be anxious about this time?"

How can Madam Hu comment?

But Dou Zhao avoided the servant and talked to Song Mo in the stone mountain house of Taihu Lake in the back garden.

The sunset shone on Song Mo's upright figure, softening his figure, giving him an indescribable elegance.

"What's the matter with me?" he asked Dou Zhao with a smile.

Dou Zhao looked at the boy who came as promised.

His hair was still wet, and when the evening breeze blew, she could even smell the elm scent on his body. He obviously heard that she was going to see him, so he washed up and rushed over.

This made her feel respected and cherished.

Isn’t this what a woman wants throughout her life?

Dou Zhao laughed.

From the corner of my eyes, I glimpse the sky where the sunset had just set.

The orange sunset, like a burning flame, surged in the clouds, as if to seize the last chance. Even though they knew they would be swallowed up by darkness in the end, they would burn as much as they could, rendering the earth into its own color.

Dou Zhao suddenly felt a sudden enlightenment.

In her previous life, she had long been tired of the attitude of rushing to live for survival, so after she was reborn, she tried her best to avoid repeating the same mistakes, and even chose a different lifestyle from before. People and things that did not appear last time appeared in her life, as if everything was developing in the direction she expected.

But now, thinking about it calmly, her life has not changed fundamentally.

Without the threat of her stepmother, Dong Dou was staring at her; without Wei Tingyu, He Yu, Ji Yong and even Song Mo; without the hard work of the Jining Marquis' Mansion, she would face the disputes between several houses of the Dou family... Whether in her past or present life, she was just thinking about how to avoid greater harm to herself, but never seriously thought about what she wanted?

She wanted to see Song Mo.

But until the moment she saw Song Mo, she had not yet thought about what she wanted to say to Song Mo.

Or, in her heart, she vaguely hopes that Song Mo will choose.

In this way, when there is any dissatisfaction in the future, she can comfort herself. She has tried hard before, but it is just time for me.

After all, she was the cowardly girl in her previous life who had to straighten her back in order to survive and faced the hardship with a smile!

She never grew up.

The sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish leaps.

If your heart is not free, it will be the same wherever you go!

Dou Zhao stepped forward, walked out of the mountain house, faced the sunset, and stood side by side with Song Mo.

"Song Yantang," she turned her head and looked at Song Mo with a smile. The golden sunset made his eyes look warmer. "I want to tell you, I'm afraid I'm not a good wife..." She pursed her lips, her smile was even more dazzling than the burning clouds, and she had a sense of open-mindedness with a vast sky. "But I will work hard to be your good partner."

Song Mo didn't know what happened.

But he could feel it.

In the past, Dou Zhao was like a gem. Although it was shining brightly and amazing, she always felt too calm and calm, covering up her light. But at this moment, she was as if she had been tempered in fire, flashing with aggressive brilliance, bright, brilliant, and thrilling beauty!

Song Mo stared at Dou Zhao, a smile gently ripped on the corner of his mouth, and then slowly climbed up to the corners of his eyes and brows, permeating his eyes, flowing in his heart...

"Okay!" He heard his clear answer to Dou Zhao, his tone of excitement.

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Song Mo left Jing'an Temple Hutong with brisk steps and returned to the Duke of England's Mansion.

Gu Yu was still five words short of writing three thousand words.

He couldn't help but complain: "Brother Tianci, why are you back now?"

Song Mo smiled and touched his head, and said warmly: "Everything to finish the last few words, I have something to tell you." After that, he turned around and ordered Chen He: "Please invite Mr. Yan, Mr. Liao, Xia Lian, and Zhu Yicheng to the study."

Chen He left in response.

Song Mo changed his clothes, sat down on the big kang next to the window, took a sip of hot tea, and his expression was a little comfortable.

After writing the words, Gu Yu didn't care about having a few drops of ink marks on his hand and sat opposite Song Mo: "Brother Tianci, what kind of tea is it? It's so delicious?"

Song Mo asked someone to make a cup for Gu Yu.

Gu Yu tasted it and frowned and said, "Isn't this the Maojian I sent you from the palace last month?"

Song Mo knocked him with the opportunity and said with a smile: "Drinking tea requires artistic conception. Like you, you can chew peonies and drink whatever you want!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Chaoqing and others walked in.

Song Mo stopped the topic, and when Yan Chaoqing and others sat down, the servant got tea, then smiled and said, "Tomorrow is the day to urge makeup. I want to discuss with you, and see who can help urge makeup?"

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