Song Mo did not notice these.

His eyes fell on Song Han, who had been silent since entering the flower hall.

Song Han kept paying attention to his brother carefully. When he saw Song Mo looking at him, his eyes suddenly turned red, he called "Brother" pitifully, and then glanced at Song Yichun, who was talking to Lu Zhan with a smile on his face, as if he was saying, it was not that I didn't miss my brother, but that I was afraid of being punished by my father, so I had to be alienated from my brother.

Song Mo's eyes were slightly dim.

My younger brother, who is a mother of his compatriots, actually looked like he was timid.

When he was three years old, tears would be filled with tears when he was wronged, which would make people feel cute; when he was ten years old, tears would be filled with tears when he was wronged, which would make people feel innocent; but now, he is thirteen years old...

The last time he met Song Han was when he worshiped his ancestors during the Spring Festival.

At that time, Song Han was only in his chest.

However, I haven't seen each other for more than half a year. Song Han's height has reached his shoulders, as if he is a little taller than when he was thirteen years old. He is just thin, his face is blue and white, as if he is short of food and clothing, and he is not very energetic.

Between him and his father, he must be very uncomfortable.

Song Mo no longer looks at Song Han.

Sometimes, being too concerned is also a dose of poison.

It would be better to just watch from a distance and extend a helping hand when something happens, which may be better for him.

Song Mo walked to his father with a smile.

The smile was gentle and bright, and there was no trace of haze.

There was a burst of rapid footsteps outside.

A servant ran in panting and said, "The Prince Guangen Bo has arrived!"

Song Yichun was stunned and looked at Song Mo.

Song Mo's expression was still the same, and he didn't even show his smile, as if he was wearing a perfect mask. Even if you knew there was a falsehood, you couldn't find any mistakes.

He couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Dong Qi, wearing a big red official uniform, walked in with a smile.

"Sorry, sorry!" He clasped his fists to the people in the room, "Brothers, I'm late! I've brought a new carriage driver, but who knew he didn't know how to lift up and didn't do his homework in advance. When I got on the carriage, I didn't make any noise. After I got on the carriage, I didn't find a place after I turned around for a long time, I realized that he didn't know the way. If I hadn't kicked him and offered a reward of ten taels of silver on the spot, I'm afraid I'm still wandering around the Andingmen Street now!" He said, smiling and said to Song Mo: "Song Da, your family is so big. It's not that my coachman hasn't even found the door."

Yeah?

Wang Qinghuai and others laughed but didn't say anything.

Only Gu Yu smiled sarcastically and said, "I thought you were wandering around in a corner and alley? It turned out to be on Andingmen Street. However, you have a really good temper. You just kicked the coachman down with one kick. If it were me, I would have to kill a few whips. Guangenbo's family is still pure and pure!"

Dong Qi laughed loudly, but his eyes flashed with cold light, and he couldn't take Song Mo a bite.

I don’t have to worry about not being able to resist it if I take it for myself, and I don’t have this blessing!

It’s a pity that I had to come, otherwise, if I were working in the Jinwu Guard in the future, my colleagues would ask, and they thought he would have won Qiao, which would have won Song Mokuan’s reputation of being generous.

He stepped forward to greet Song Yichun and smiled, "My father knew that my uncle's house was having a wedding banquet, so he specifically asked me to bring a gift. He also said that after Uncle Shi finished his marriage in Yantang, he might as well go to his house to have a cup of tea. My father still treasures the golden wine given by Uncle Shi back then!"

When Song Yichun heard this, he raised his eyebrows almost invisibly and said politely: "Thank you for me, my father." Then he turned around and asked the pottery, "How long will it take to be auspicious time?" There was no such thing as social engagement.

Song Mo's eyes were slightly condensed.

He knew that the Song family and the Dong family had some grudges, but he never heard anyone say that what kind of grudges were, and how they had grudges. In the world, things will be separated for a long time, and they will be together for a long time. The friendship between these aristocratic families is the same. He also felt that as long as he was strong enough, the Dong family would have no choice. If he was unable to support this portal, even if he put his face on the Dong family, the Dong family might not let the Song family go. He spoke with his strength, so he did not take this matter to heart.

My father valued fame, so he stood here to greet his friends. Guang Enbo asked Dong Qi to bring such a call to his father, which gave him a way out. According to the principle, his father should follow the trend and settled this grudge with the Dong family is the best strategy, but judging from his father's appearance, he was determined not to deal with Guang Enbo, and he was very resentful.

Could it be that I thought this too simple?

Song Mo thought that Guang Enbo seemed to have some slight trouble with his uncle.

He couldn't help but look at Dong Qi.

Dong Qi's expression was very calm, and it was obvious that his father's attitude was as expected.

It seems that I should send someone to inquire about this matter!

He was thinking, when Taoqi went back to look at the leaking clock again, he smiled and replied, "It's still half an hour to come."

When Wang Qinghuai heard this, he smiled and said to Shen Qing and others: "Then let's go there together?"

Shen Qing had a rare opportunity to show off like this. He specially wore a flying fish suit with silk carved, which was golden and like a piece of moving brocade.

He heard this and was eager to try it out, urging everyone: "Don't miss Song Da's auspicious time!" He took the lead in leaving the flower hall.

The group of people rushed to Jing'an Temple Hutong in a mighty manner.

Official servers are sometimes the best proof of identity.

The pedestrians on the road were all standing and watching, making envious and admiring sounds.

Shen Qing couldn't help but feel proud, thinking that this is the life that people live.

He looked around and saw that Gu Yu and Song Han were the only ones who looked about the same age as him.

Gu Yu... has always been inconsistent with him, so he doesn't have to think about it.

He asked Song Han in a low voice: "Have you been engaged? When you get married, I will come to help you pick you up! What do you think?"

Song Han had been absent-minded and nodded in a slight way.

Shen Qing was a little unhappy.

I thought to myself that anyone who is so awesome in Song Da will always be kind to you. You little guy who is not even full of hair will dare to ignore him.

It’s really easy to see the King of Hell, but it’s hard to deal with the little ghost!

I no longer had the interest in talking to Song Han for a while, and turned around and muttered to Zhang Xuming about family matters.

In just three quarters of an hour, they arrived at the entrance of Jing'an Temple Hutong.

Gao Xing, who had been there for a long time, brought a few servants to set off firecrackers.

It attracted countless people to watch the fun.

The big red painted gold makeup box with whole pigs and sheep placed in the Song family was carried into the door of the Dou family in a curious gaze, facing the sound of firecrackers and the red firecracker chips flying all over the sky.

The Dou family sang a gift in the ceremony room, and Gao Sheng directed the servants to pack up the makeup-inducing box sent by the Song family.

Wang Qinghuai and others were led by the Dou family's Sili people and saluted Dou Shiying who was standing on the steps of the main house.

Dou Shiying nodded with satisfaction at these young people who were prominent in identities, wearing super first-grade imperial python clothes, or wearing genuine third-grade military general clothes.

Wei Tingyu, who was standing on the steps with Dou Shiying as his son-in-law, looked at the familiar faces, but was a little dazed.

How did these people get together?

It was not until Wang Qinghuai and others came to pay homage to Dou Shiying that Wei Tingyu came to his senses and shouted "Brother Wang" to Wang Qinghuai, and said strangely: "Why are you here to urge makeup?"

"Boss Song said, how can we not come?" Shen Qing held his head and chest up, and proudly enjoyed the respectful, fearful and envious eyes of the Dou family maids. He answered before Wang Qinghuai, and then showed a look of surprise, "You, why are you here?" He looked at Dou Shiying beside Wei Tingyu in confusion.

However, Wang Qinghuai knew about Wei Tingyu and the Dou family and smiled and said, "Marquis Jining is the second son-in-law of the Dou family."

"Oh," Shen Qing's eyes beads were almost falling off, "Will you be a brother-in-law with Song Da?" At this point, he shouted excitedly as if he had discovered something, "Pei Jin, you have to call Song Da brother!"

The guests and servants who watched the Dou family all looked over, and some people who didn't understand even asked in a low voice on the spot.

Wei Tingyu's face turned red, and a hint of shame flashed between his eyebrows.

Everyone just thought that he was older, but in the future he wanted to respect Song Mo as his brother. I was embarrassed and didn't care. Only Shen Qing thought this matter was very interesting and smiled and said, "It's just that Song Da's identity is more prominent than you. Otherwise, with your title, if the fourth lady of the Dou family married an ordinary person, she would have a reputation and a son-in-law from the Dou family. Who knew that you met Song Da Peijin, you were too unlucky!"

Considering that Dou Shiying was present, Wang Qinghuai hurriedly pulled Shen Qing and bowed to Dou Shiying apologetically, saying, "We are all familiar with the Marquis of Jining. We are used to being unrestrained on weekdays. Please don't take it to heart!"

Today is a good day to give makeup, and Dou Shiying certainly won’t bother with these young people.

What's more, Shen Qing's words make sense.

Everyone now knows that he has found a good marriage for Dou Zhao?

He smiled and ordered Gao Sheng to invite Wang Qinghuai and others to go to the flower hall to sit in a seat to express his gratitude.

Wang Qinghuai was afraid that Shen Qing would have another problem, so he pulled Shen Qing away.

The little maid who was ordered by Wang Yingxue to come out to find out the news saw this and ran back to the back room.

Dou Ming, who returned to his parents' home to attend Dou Zhao's wedding, did not sit with his fifth wife and others, but stayed in the back room of his mother Wang Yingxue.

Seeing her mother waiting anxiously for the little maid to talk back and forth, she couldn't help but say, "Mom, what does it have to do with us who the Duke of the United Kingdom sent to urge makeup? Don't always compare your sister with me! My sister and I will live their own lives in the future. No matter how good she is, it has nothing to do with me. Don't turn it around, it makes my eyes blurred!"

Wang Yingxue felt that her daughter wanted to save face and not let go of her, and she was most likely to suffer losses.

She said bluntly: "Since that's the case, what do you listen to when you sit here? Why don't you stop me when I ordered the little maid?"

"You..." Dou Ming was angry and annoyed, gritting his teeth and not speaking.

Wang Yingxue said, "Don't use the one I learned in the book here. I took your father too seriously back then, and I was worried about reputation in everything, and I was afraid of being disliked by your father, so I would be ruthless. Otherwise, how could your sister be the turn of showing off at home? In this way, now I have successfully married you to the Marquis of Jining?!"

Dou Ming didn't say anything.

But I said in my heart: But the second half of your life is over! Even the basic dignity is gone! People live in the world, and others don’t take you seriously. What’s the point of living?

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