Dou Dechang hurriedly told the story, and Dou Shiying was stunned.

"Where did Yantang see it?" he frowned and murmured, "No! Even if he saw it from there, he doesn't have to do a craftsmanship! And, what did he do when he tests Song Qianli?"

Dou Zhengchang and Dou Dechang couldn't understand either.

Dou Shiying said: "I will call Yantang to ask tomorrow!"

That's all.

Dou Zhengchang and Dou Dechang looked at each other helplessly.

Dou Shiying sent Gao Sheng’s wife to ask her aunt: “What are you doing when Shou Gu is back?”

Without a single word of the eight characters, my aunt naturally couldn't say anything. She used the words she discussed with Dou Zhao to make excuse Dou Shiying: "I'm discussing going to Kaiyuan Temple on the tenth day of the October 20th."

Dou Shiying nodded, wondering how to speak when she sees her son-in-law tomorrow.

Song Mo sent Dou Zhao back to the Duke of England's mansion and went to the place where Song Yuwei temporarily settled.

Song and Min had just arrived at the house and had not had time to change their clothes. They went out to welcome the guests in the clothes they had just gone out to be guests.

Seeing that Song Mo was also wearing the clothes he had just worn in Jing'an Temple Hutong, he felt a little uneasy after being suspicious.

Song Yumin's friend was just a rich family. He only hired two or three servants and had to take care of this family. Song Yumin sat here, and his daily life was still Song Yan looked at him.

After he and Song Mo separated the guest and host, Song Yan brought tea in.

Song Mo glanced at Song Yan and said to Song Yumin: "Mr. Song, I have something to say to you alone..."

Song Yan heard the sound of Zhiya and stepped back. But before he could walk out of the door, he heard Song Mo say, "To be honest, this matter is related to nephew..."

If it was normal, even if he heard this, Song Yan would not be polite or obey. But today’s things were so strange. Song Mo first took the exam for the school for no reason, and then he had such half-hearted words that made him hesitate and stood by the curtain.

Song Mo's voice clearly reached his ears: "I want to ask my nephew for a glass of wedding wine!"

Song Yumin and Song Yan were shocked and understood what Song Mo had done just now.

Song Mo's status made Song Yumin cautiously say: "I don't know who the prince protects the media for? Although our Song family has always been famous in Quzhou, it is a small family that has passed down from generation to generation. Qi Dawei is afraid of climbing up!"

As an uncle who is both a teacher and a father, Song Yumin thought that Song Yan could just take a girl from a scholar and live a thrifty life.

The British prince was too far away from them, and it was unimaginable that he could climb Song Mo's high branches, and even thought it was impossible, so there was no way to make choices and measure them.

Song Mo just pretended that he didn't hear it and said, "You know the woman, too - my wife's cousin, the third lady of the Zhao family in Anxiang Village."

Song Yumin had been a member of the Dou family for five years, so how could he not know about the Zhao family in Anxiang Village?

He felt insulted.

The Zhao family is recruiting a son-in-law.

Is it because the Song family is a small family? Because Song Yan’s parents both died, they should marry into other families!

But before he could speak, Song Mo laughed and said, "You have heard of Lord Zhao's character. In order to catch up with the funeral of his sister, Shu Jishi stopped taking the exam; when the Wang family wanted to help his daughter upright, he would not pay attention to it. He went to the door to be a son-in-law for the Zhao family, how could he treat Ling nephew badly?"

Lord Zhao’s character is indeed nothing to say.

On this point, Song and Min had no way to deny it.

"Besides, Miss Zhao San, you don't know what kind of appearance and character are. Don't you feel wronged with nephew?"

Although there is a difference between men and women, Miss Zhao San has also seen her twice from afar. She is indeed a daughter with outstanding character and appearance!

But Song Yumin couldn't help but say, "But you can't let Qianli marry into the family because of this?"

Song Mo lowered his head to drink tea, but from the corner of his eyes swept across the splint curtain and saw a pair of fat-faced shoes in blue cloth.

He couldn't help but smile and said, "You have both died and grown up by eating hundreds of families. You are just a living in the restaurant. Although the Dou family has made a big statement, it is only 2 or 300 taels of silver. Let the nephew follow you. The food, clothing, paper and ink are supported by the Dou family. Let's not talk about it for now. Just the clothes of the four seasons have been used for you, right?

"Today I will assess my nephew's skills in order to be well-organized, smooth and natural. If I cultivate it well, I don't know if I can become a Jinshi within ten years.

"It is said that it costs hundreds of taels of silver to go back and forth from Quzhou to Kyoto. The teacher went home from the restaurant. With his savings, I wonder how many years he can support him?

"What's more, the original dynasty is divided into north and south, and Jiangnan has a style of studying. It is rare to win two Juren among the ten scholars, and it is rare to win two Jinshi among the ten scholars.

"But it's different to join the Zhao family.

"With the Zhao family's family background and Lord Zhao's character, although my nephew is difficult for a Jinshi because of his marriage, if he is diligent, he may not be unable to win a Juren or something.

"The Zhao family is a scholar again. Even if it makes nephews lose their career, their descendants are good.

"And there is also the consideration of the three generations of returning to the clan. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"

The so-called "Three Generations of Returning to the Clan" refers to the son born to the married man. In the third generation, one or the agreement is made. In the end, whether it is a boy or a daughter, they will return to the ancestral hall with their original grandfather's surname.

But Song Yumin still politely refused: "Qianli has read so much with me, so he has to give up before he can give up. We will not mention the major marriage events in the past few years!"

Song Mo glanced at the face shoes under his eyes again and said slowly: "You are not strong enough. Please consider it carefully. If you change your mind, please let me tell you about it." Then he shook his head and stood up to say goodbye, and sighed: "You are really lighter to your nephew than your own son! He took out all his pension money to make his nephew study..." He looked very moved.

Song and Min pretended not to see it and sent Song Mo out.

Behind the big locust tree in front of the door, the pale face of Song Yan left.

He looked at Song Mo's carriage away and stood for a long time.

Another figure turned around and went to an inconspicuous alley south of the city after Song Mo's carriage disappeared.

"Brother Chen!" The figure knocked at the door, "It's me, Hu Zi!"

The door opened with a creaking sound, revealing Chen Jiafan's yet sharp-eyed face.

"Come in!" He slowly let the person into the yard, but his words were a little nervous, "Did anyone pay attention to you?"

"No!" Hu Zi whispered, "I followed from afar, they can't find it."

Chen Jia said "yes" and entered the house with Hu Zi.

After filling two large bowls of water, Hu Zi reported to Chen Jia about Song Mo's whereabouts these days.

Chen Jia looked confused: "So, is it really a wife after following the prince to the farm that day?"

Hu Zi nodded repeatedly and said, "And the prince seems to be working hard for his wife these days. He recruited more than 20 guards, and suddenly they all threw them in the yard, and then accompanied his wife back to his parents' home. All he had contact with was from his wife's home."

This is not easy to deal with!

Chen Jia was spinning around the house.

He thought that if he bent over, he could not be a monk or a Taoist priest could become friends, but this woman and child...

Hu Zi said, "Sir, why don't you re-string it? If you re-string it, at least you can recognize a decent wife around your wife and get married or something, won't you have a relationship?"

This is a good idea.

Chen Jia's eyes lit up, and he had an idea and ordered Hu Zi: "I only heard that the wife is the fourth lady of Dou's family in Beilou. The daughter of the governor of Yunnan, Wang Yousheng, is the stepmother of the wife. Wang followed the seventh master of Dou's family in Kyoto, but the fourth lady has been in Zhending. When he was about to get married, he was Yi married by his half-sister. You go to Zhending and ask carefully about the details of the wife - who can speak in front of the wife? What food and clothing are you like? What kind of preferences are you interested in? How many people can you ask about it?"

Huzi smiled and said "yes", and had dinner at Chen Jia and left Kyoto overnight.

Dou Zhao was waiting for Song Mo at home until the lamp was in hand that Song Mo did not come back.

She stopped greeting him and asked him anxiously: "What did the Song family say?"

"It must be a turn for the time being." Song Mo smiled, "When tomorrow, someone will probably think about it." He said, "If you can't think about it, I think we should think of it for our cousin, right?"

Dou Zhao couldn't understand.

Song Mo kept insincere: "You will know tomorrow!" Then he asked Dou Zhao: "I ordered the kitchen to get some food for me, or the food I ate in Jing'an Temple Hutong at noon was enough to make it."

Dou Zhao was shocked and said, "Why haven't you used dinner yet?"

Song Mo smiled and said, "I came out of Mr. Song and entered the palace. I transferred so many people over. Although I used the Five City Military and Horses as an excuse, this excuse must be done beautifully. I went to see the emperor and gave him the list of several people to him, so that no one would give me medicine to the emperor in the future."

Show it to the emperor...

Dou Zhao opened his eyes wide: "What did the emperor say?"

Song Mo smiled at her: "Speaking of this, the emperor and us thought of the block, and they all chose those three."

Dou Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Song Mo sighed: "It would be great if my aunt had no such ideas! The scholars married into her family and changed her name, and they would inevitably be suspected of forgetting their ancestors. Even if they could participate in the spring exam, no one would be willing to call him a disciple. But this noble family is different. They left with grace, but they didn't care about this. Instead, they could continue to be the woman's position..."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have found a husband for Zhao Zhangru in the personal guards.

Dou Zhao took his arm and joked: "Thank you for your hard work, the prince!"

"Just you know!" Song Mo said simply, "I'm exhausted today!"

Su Xin and others who followed Dou Zhao to greet each other could not help but lowered their heads and smiled.

After dinner, washing and changing clothes, the two of them lay on the bed and whispered.

"Why did you think of trying Song Qianli's art production?"

"I've done it for the first time, so I can't do it for the second time, right?" Song Mo smiled, "Didn't my aunt look for children from scholars? What if my aunt meets me and takes the exam for knowledge?"

Dou Zhao pursed his lips and smiled: "I also take the poetry and prose in the imperial examination. Why don't you take the poetry and prose by the way?"

Seeing her smile, Song Mo twisted her nose unnaturally and said, "I think so, but looking at his stupid look, how could he write a poem for my wife so charmingly?"

Dou Zhao played with him as a flower gun.

"Is it still charming?" she bit his ear and said, "Come and listen to me by writing a poem!"

Song Mo really likes Dou Zhao like this.

He turned around and pressed her under his body, and said ambiguously in her ear: "I really want me to do it!"

"I really want it!" Dou Zhao looked at him slantedly.

Song Mo chuckled and chanted, "The branches are easy to fall one after another"... Her clothes are gone... His hands are playing in the valley... "The tender core discusses and opens carefully"...

Dou Zhao's face was like the morning glow...

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