Wang Qinghuai did not remind his younger brother on this matter. He knew his younger brother's personality. The more difficult Wei Tingyu's situation was, the more he would find a way to help Wei Tingyu. Instead, Wei Tingyu became rich and his younger brother might gradually become alienated from Wei Tingyu. If he knew that he had this attitude towards the Jining Hou Mansion, he would not be like a naughty man and ran to warn Wei Tingyu.

Some things, let them go!

The Wang couple made up their minds, and the banquet at the Jining Hou Mansion gradually became less and less.

Of course, this is all a story.

Chen Jia knew what Wang Yuan said immediately, and he was very shocked.

It was precisely because he knew the relationship between Song Mo and Wang Yuan that he took the risk of seeking back, but what he didn't expect was that Song Mo was so proud in front of Wang Yuan.

Or is it because Song Mojian is in the emperor's heart that Wang Yuan has to give in?

Chen Jia came out of the hiding hut and returned to the small courtyard he rented in the inner city of Kyoto.

Several colleagues from the Jinyiwei were waiting for him at the door.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Everyone congratulated him together, "The misunderstanding with Lord Wang was resolved, and I can help the emperor again!"

Because of the responsibility of the Jinyiwei, Chen Jia had long expected that his colleagues would receive news soon, but he did not expect that these people would appear in his residence so soon.

Two years have passed!

In the past two years, no one of his colleagues dared to pay attention to him!

He took out all his savings and invited He's colleagues to go to Donglaishun for a meal, had a drink, and at the end, his memory was blurred. He remembered nothing except everyone inquiring about his relationship with the Duke of England's Mansion.

A strange-looking servant came in to serve him to wash, claiming that he was given to him by a colleague of his.

Chen Jia didn't know whether it was sad or joy in his heart.

After a bit of breakfast, he went to the yamen of the Fushi Department of Jinyiweibei Town.

Along the way, everyone greeted him with a smile. Before he could see the Northern Fushi Office, the commander of the Jinyiwei, Shi Chuan, who was intimately in charge of the Jinyiwei Office, appeared at the Beizhen Fushi Office's yamen, and asked with a smile, "Who is Mr. Chen Zanzhi, Lord Chen? Our Lord asked him to ask a few words." He went to the Jinyiwei Office in the envious eyes of everyone.

Shi Chuan changed his previous sternness and said a little bit of gossip to him kindly, urged him to work hard in the future. If there was any grievance, just come to him and then serve tea.

Although he was not allowed to be promoted, his intimacy was obvious.

Rao Chen Jia was very scheming and was also troubled by the continuous changes. It was not until he left the Jinyiwei yamen with one foot high and one foot low that he came back to his senses.

He immediately summoned several of his confidants who worked in the Jinyiwei and told them: "Anyway, we must find out who the prince of the British brought to the farm that day?"

Someone hesitated and said, "The British Prince's farm is very strict, and the British Prince just helped his elder brother talk about it. If we startle the enemy, we really can't afford to offend us!"

If he wanted to gain a foothold in front of Song Mo, he had to take on the person behind the screen that day.

But Chen Jia did not intend to tell the second person about this.

He carefully checked the people around Song Mo.

Song Mo was busy.

He either invited someone to drink or listen to the opera. Every morning when Dou Zhao opened his eyes, he had already left the bed. She fell asleep before he came back.

In this way, he still has the energy to toss Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao felt sorry for his body. Seeing that he could not refuse, the weather turned colder again. He took out the two ginsengs that had been dowry for Song Mo to make tea.

Song Mo laughed loudly and became more and more quarreled with Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao was both angry and annoyed.

Song Mo was happy with this.

Sometimes, he just wants to see Dou Zhao look helpless against him.

Therefore, every time afterwards, he would caress Dou Zhao's beautiful figure like a treasure, and then he found that at this time, Dou Zhao would curl in his arms, revealing a lazy and elegant style.

Dou Zhao likes to be with him, right?

Song Mo looked at Dou Zhao's face, which still had a charming aftertaste, and couldn't help but tighten his arms, hugged Dou Zhao even tighter, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and whispered to him about the past two days: "Wang Ge already knows what I mean. If you find the right opportunity, you will hand it out. But this 'appropriate opportunity' may be tomorrow, and maybe you will have to wait for several months, but my father will come back in two or three days, and he will definitely lose his temper at us. No matter what he says, don't take it to heart, just take it as a madman's nonsense..."

Dou Zhao was so tired that he didn't even want to open his eyes. Song Mo's caress made her feel comfortable and sleepy. She just wanted to have a good sleep, but she didn't want to listen to Song Mo's nagging. She closed her eyes and yawned. She murmured: "I know, I know, I will not suffer any loss with you..."

Song Mo laughed when he heard this.

Where did she get so sure?

But when he heard such words, his heart was soft, as if he could drip out of water.

His touch suddenly smelled a little.

Dou Zhao was so scared that he opened his eyes: "Don't you still have to see Eunuch Wang tomorrow?"

“How does this have to do with what we are going to do?”

Song Mo had skillfully found the pearl in the valley.

Dou Zhao was full of burning energy.

Song Mo was eager to try.

But there were rapid footsteps outside the door, and in a short while, there was a knock on the door.

Dou Zhao hurriedly stopped Song Mo: "I'm afraid there is something important?"

"Then let them wait a moment." Song Mo's breath was already a little heavy.

There was a whisper outside the door, followed by Ganlu's voice: "Criminal, Madam, the Duke of the Kingdom is back, and he was furious in the upper court and asked the Prince and Madam to go to see the Duke of the Kingdom immediately!"

Song Mo frowned: "How could he come back early?"

After the water left at home, he was patronized by thieves. Then the Hua family retreated again... Dou Zhao felt that Song Yichun was still late!

She gently pushed Song Mo: "Get up!" Seeing that Song Mo, who was still full of joy, had a cold expression on his face at this moment, she actually comforted him in a strange way, "I will serve you well after seeing the Duke."

As soon as she said that, she was a little stunned.

Song Mo laughed haha.

But I knew in my heart that Dou Zhao loved him and couldn't bear to see him suffer any grievances.

"Shou Gu!" He buried his face in her hair, "You are so nice to me!"

Dou Zhao's heart was numb and his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't even hug him.

It turns out that she also likes to listen to sweet words...

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The two of them got up for a while, washed up, and went to the upper courtyard of the Duke of England's mansion.

The nine gates of Kyoto are open except for the Xizhimen in Yunshui, which is the Chou Shi, and the other eight gates are closed at the hour of You and open at the hour of Mao.

Looking at Song Yichun's dusty appearance, he obviously entered the city directly from Xizhimen.

Dou Zhao and Song Mo stepped forward to salute him.

But before they could stand up, Song Yichun's teacup smashed over.

Song Mo took a step forward and pulled Dou Zhao behind him.

Song Yichun looked at him so angry that he was whispering: "I'm against it, I'm against it. As a son, you dare to fight back!"

Song Mo said nothing and looked at Song Yichun coldly.

Song Yichun was stared at Song Mo's eyes that were as cold as thousands of years of ice and had no popularity. When he saw Dou Zhao hiding behind Song Mo and not speaking, he couldn't help but glared at Dou Zhao fiercely and said angrily: "Is there anyone in the world who is your daughter-in-law like this? I'm sympathetic to you and no one disciplines you. Let the elders in the clan tell you how to preside over the gift. You are so angry that the elders in the family are gone..."

He did not allow anyone to corrupt Dou Zhao's reputation.

"Father's words are wrong!" Song Mo refused to wait for Song Yichun to finish his words, and she turned back without any weakness. "There was a fire at home, and the eldest aunt was frightened, so she handed over the cards at home to the wife. When the wife was in real life, she presided over the gift of the Western Mansion. Although the eldest aunt went home to rest, the wife of the mansion was in order. This was the wife of the Young Master Hou in Yan'an, the third wife of the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion and others saw it. If the father didn't believe it, he could go and inquire. If the father didn't ask, he would ask. What would the people of the Dou family think after hearing this? He also asked his father to think twice when he spoke in the future!" As he said, a sharp look as sharp as a knife, he turned to the pottery who was standing silently in the corner of the wall. "Don't listen to the greedy words, it will ruin the reputation of the Duke of the United Kingdom and the affection between relatives!"

The pottery was so angry that he couldn't help but feel angry.

What does this have to do with me?

But who cares what he thinks!

Song Yichun was choked there, and then he said: "Even so, you shouldn't offer a heavy reward! Do you know how much money it will cost? Where have you learned so much?

He actually wanted to settle the matter of resigning from the Bai family with his son, but when he saw his son, he could not show weakness and admit that his son not only ruined his marriage, but also caused a faint crack between him and An Luhou? He had to make a fuss about these irrelevant things.

"Dad my father is reluctant to spend money?" Song Mo also understood in his heart. He simply grabbed the handle of his father's words and led his father to the road. He misinterpreted Song Yichun's intention and played Tai Chi with Song Yichun. "I used a lot of silver to repair the house after the water was coming. I also considered that the New Year was coming soon. I was afraid that the silver in the mansion would not work for a while, so I took Yizhitang's silver as a reward silver. My father didn't have to worry. If there was no silver, it would be fine. Guangdong's business has been smooth in recent years, and my mother left me a lot of dowry items, and Yizhitang is not short of this little silver!"

Song Yichun's face said that the ugly it is, the ugly it is.

He finally couldn't help it and said, "While I inspected Dada, I met Changxing Hou. Changxing Hou was the guard and was preparing to marry Datong General Wang Hong. You are ready to prepare. The two families will make a decision in a few days."

"Congratulations to my father!" Song Mo smiled, "I think our family should marry the Changxing Marquis Mansion! After all, Changxing Marquis is the emperor's favorite minister. I am just a small Jinwu Guard commander, and he probably didn't take me seriously! And I think my father's marriage should be discussed carefully, so as not to prepare for this today and that tomorrow. In the end, we were happy for my father. I think you have to wait until the marriage of the two families is settled, and it is not too late to let us prepare! But I should thank him on behalf of my father for his father!"

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The sisters and brothers who were reading books had no power at home and said they could come in half an hour, but they had not come for a long time. They were afraid that the electricity would come again after just after leaving the community, so they had to wait and wait. There was no way to update it, so they were so anxious...~~~~("_")~~~~~ It's a good thing that I called...
Chapter completed!