Dou Zhao and Song Mo were also on the way home.

She looked at Song Mo with her elbow, with a hint of smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Song Mo was uncomfortable being seen by her and said, "What's wrong?"

Dou Zhao blinked and asked him with a smile: "In the Four Books and Five Classics, did you really choose "Spring and Autumn" to read?"

Song Mo cleared his throat and said seriously: "Of course it's true! The meaning of "Spring and Autumn" is very meaningful, and every word is criticized, which is very beneficial to read. Especially in "Zuo Zhuan", the words are straightforward and the charm is profound. Even if you fight, you will not lose your gentle and elegant attitude, and the emotions are both beautiful..."

"That's good!" I don't know who said that the louder the voice, the more guilty he felt. Dou Zhao nodded with a smile, interrupting Song Mo's praise, and said, "My father read a lot of books. Although he was ordered by the emperor to give lectures to the princes on the "Book of Changes", like my sixth uncle, his favorite is "Spring and Autumn Annals". My sixth uncle is good at "Zuo Zhuan", and my father is good at "Guliang Zhuan". You like "Spring and Autumn Annals", and you will be very happy in the future if your father and sixth uncle have a more talkative person!"

When she said this, her eyes kept falling on Song Mo's face. No matter how she looked, she felt that Song Mo's expression was a little stiff.

Dou Zhao quickly turned around, while lifting the car window and looking out, murmured: "Criminal, are we going to the North Street of Imperial City this time?"

Song Mo said "um" absent-mindedly, but smiled bitterly in his heart.

If he had known this, he would have said that he would have liked "The Doctrine of the Mean" which Zhong Yigong is good at.

Now, in order to please my father-in-law, I said that I chose to study "Spring and Autumn"... If my father-in-law asked me to study the knowledge, how could my half-bottle of water be able to beat my father-in-law's two-ranking Jinshi graduates? What's more, Dou Shishu, who is good at "Zuo Zhuan", is eyeing him...will you show your strength at that time!

And the possibility of this situation is quite high.

It's like a person who is good at playing chess suddenly meets another person who likes playing chess and always has to compete for a few moves.

Deceiving any time is more angering than avoiding it!

Is this considered shooting oneself in the foot?

He couldn't help but touch his chin.

While my father-in-law didn’t find out, he had to find a way to remedy it!

But no matter how you remedy it, you can't let others answer your father-in-law's words on his behalf!

Especially when my father-in-law wants to try his depth.

The most appropriate way is of course to study "Spring and Autumn" hard from now on... But this is not about building walls and tiles, just have money. Moreover, even if you build walls and tiles, you still need time to buy stones and craftsmen! He is facing the dilemma of being asked at any time.

Thinking of this, Song Mo sighed secretly.

Dou Zhao glanced at Song Mo's slightly sluggish expression from the corner of his eyes and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

I knew this guy was a clever guy!

He was only fifteen or sixteen years old and had to practice martial arts and riding and archery every day. In his early years, he had to follow Duke Ding to practice in front of the battle. Even if he didn't sleep for twelve hours a day, he would not have read all three volumes of "Spring and Autumn" and hundreds of thousands of words, let alone understand this book!

As soon as she heard this, she knew that this guy was trying to please her father.

But my father and uncle didn’t know what they thought, but they actually believed it!

Now let’s see how he stepped down!

Dou Zhao suddenly thought of the last life when she just married Wei Tingyu, "No one asked about the depth of the eyebrows, but I tasted the soup of my sister-in-law." She felt extremely sad in her heart. Looking at Song Mo again, she didn't have any sense of playfulness.

She pointed to the Wanping County Bureau and asked Song Mo: "Is it Shichahai?" I heard that many people have moved there now. The fifth uncle originally bought his house by himself. Unexpectedly, he lived there for more than 20 years. Now he has married, had children and had grandchildren, which seems a little crowded. The fifth uncle asked his sixth uncle to move with him. The sixth uncle felt that moving there was too far away from his father and it was inconvenient, so he did not agree. The fifth uncle also felt embarrassed and lost the following text." She said, pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "I think you like Sister Jing very much. It would be great if they moved here, it would be half the distance from us." I hope it could divert Song Mo's attention.

Song Mo laughed and said, "I have envied many brothers and sisters of my uncle since I was a child. When I was young, I clamored to ask my mother to give me another sister, which made my mother bent over..." Perhaps because of the scene when I was a child, his smile was full of memories.

Since Dou Zhao decided to marry Song Mo, he had to find out why Song Yichun killed Song Mo. Otherwise, wouldn’t she sit at the crater day and night? I wonder when the volcano would spew out magma, destroying the world and making everything go to ashes?

Hearing Song Mo's words, she felt aroused in her heart and said with a smile: "How old was the second master at that time?"

"Two or three years old..." Song Mo smiled, "I don't remember it very clearly, I only know that Tianen would have already run away at that time."

Jiang was not old at that time!

"Why is a good mother giving birth to another sister?" Dou Zhao looked very curious.

Song Mo smiled embarrassedly and said, "Later, my grandmother taught me a lesson, saying that the child was given by the Bodhisattva, and it was not that there was anything. But I donated 1,000 taels of silver to Daxiangguo Temple for this matter."

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Song Mo couldn't hold her face anymore, so he elbowed her, "Hey" and said, "I know it's a bit stupid, but you don't have to laugh like this! Have you never done anything stupid since you were a child?"

"I don't think you are stupid." Dou Zhao kept laughing, "I just thought it was quite interesting. Didn't my mother say anything?"

"I gave it quietly at that time," Song Mo smiled. "At that time, there was only fifty taels of silver per month. I had to make a book of rewards for every festival. I borrowed silver from my fifth uncle. Later, I went to Fujian to follow my uncle's men to suppress the Japanese. I realized that there was silver harvest after winning the battle, so I added that account. I think my mother should know. However, my mother never said anything, so naturally I wouldn't tell my mother about this." Speaking of this, a little sadness appeared at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he whispered, "I don't know what the fifth uncle is doing now? When I went to see him last time, he was very depressed." He said, "My fifth uncle has always been generous. If he was still in Kyoto and we got married, he would definitely give us a meeting gift all over the streets. Our marriage has not yet been settled. Those antique shops in Kyoto, Jinlou and Yinshang shops in Kyoto may know that I was going to get married..." The words were full of sighs.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but clapped Song Mo's hand: "Stay the green mountains here, and you won't be afraid of burning firewood. Even if the fifth uncle can't lead the Jiang family's tribe members to regroup like the third uncle, the news will not be so tense in a few years. It would be nice to find a way to get an amnesty and go back to his hometown to be a farmer!"

Song Mo was slightly shocked and immediately suppressed his instinct to shrink his hand and said, "Thirty years in Hedong, forty years in Hexi. The Jiang family has been prosperous for a hundred years, and it is time to return to nature and cultivate and rest." However, his body suddenly straightened, revealing the tension in his heart.

Dou Zhao smiled and said, "Then tell me what kind of person is my fifth uncle?"

Her expression was calm, and soon Song Mo's nervousness subsided.

He smiled and recalled: "My fifth uncle is very handsome. Everyone said that I look a bit like him. I am very generous, loyal, cheerful, and full of religions and all kinds of friends. At that time, people in Kyoto mentioned Mr. Jiang Wu, and no one could praise him with his thumbs up..."

Song Mo smiled and talked about some old things from the past, as if he had returned to the endless homework he had done every day, which made him feel very upset. Now when he thinks about it, he is extremely happy.

Dou Zhao listened with interest, and gradually outlined a hero-like Jiang Bosun in his mind.

The carriage was quietly stopped in front of the British public door.

I don’t know when the rain had stopped and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

Song Mo helped Dou Zhao get off the carriage. When he saw a flood of water in front of the carriage, he ordered Chen He: "Speak to the coachman who is more careful to do things for his wife." Then he took Dou Zhao around the puddle and went up the steps.

Chen He, the coachman, and the people on duty at the gate all seemed to have been subjected to acupuncture. It was not until Dou Zhao and Song Mo entered the gate that they came to their senses. The coachman pulled Chen He and shouted "Injustice". Chen He didn't hear his long-winded words, so he directly ordered the servants around him: "Arrang a different errand for him", and hurriedly chased after him. The front desk whispered to each other, and there was a "buzzing" sound.

Song Yichun's mood has been like this rainy weather since Song Mo and Dou Zhao left, which is very bad.

Before Song Mo got married, he did not arrange a room for his son.

Many couples with hair have poor performance on their husbands' wedding night and are reluctant to have sex with their wives afterwards.

Not only did the son reunite the room with his wife, but he also showed unusual tenderness and considerateness when he returned to the door.

Men are like this, and if they get the benefits, they will naturally bow their heads.

Song Mo should get along well with Dou.

So should he hand over the power of the presidency to his daughter-in-law?

He wanted to discuss with the pottery, but he had gone to the pottery and had not come back yet.

Mr. Du from the Hanlin Academy sent someone to send a letter saying that he was the emperor's order to give the princes these days, and he probably couldn't continue to give advice to Song Han's homework...

Song Yichun was so angry that a breath of turbid air stuck in his chest and couldn't come out.

He called Song Han, whipped ten whips hard, and blasted him out, and the breath was not even even for a while.

Thinking of how he was worried about these things when Jiang was there, an unknown fire broke out in his heart. After the rain, he walked back and forth in the hand-coding veranda of Xiangxiyuan for several trips, and then he felt a little better.

I heard that Song Mo and Dou Zhao were back, so I came over to greet him. He went back to the main room with a penis face and sat down.

But when he heard Song Mo explain that he was about to take Dou Zhao to Jiang's grave to burn incense to Jiang's family early in the morning, his mood became extremely dismal again.

Song Yichun decided to give up the matters that were given to him and let him go for the time being.

"I get it!" He waved his hand gloomyly.

Song Mo said relentlessly: "I want to bring Tianen with me tomorrow - during the Qingming Festival, Tianen has homework, and during the Lantern Festival, my younger brother said he was afraid... He went to the mother for incense at the beginning of winter last year."

Song Yichun looked at Dou Zhao, who stood beside Song Mo after entering the door but was silent and could not hide his beauty. Thinking of Dou Shishu's eloquence, he waved his hand and signaled that he knew.

Song Mo and Dou Zhao retreated.

Only then did Song Yichun remember that he did not seem to have told Dou Zhao to settle down every morning and evening.

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