Dou Dechang hurriedly made a "don't say anything" gesture to Dou Zhao, and smiled and said, "Don't tell Uncle Qi that Bo Yan came here quietly and lived in Yuanen Temple, and I don't know about Huaishu Hutong!"

Dou Zhao was shocked and said, "But something happened? When he came to Kyoto, why didn't he say hello to his elders? It's time for the Chinese New Year, where did he live? Who will take care of eating, drinking and chewing?"

Dou Dechang smiled and said, "Boyan was originally planning to go back to Zhending for the New Year, but something happened to his friend and wanted to come to Kyoto to handle the matter. He accompanied him and lived with his friend in Gaosheng Inn in Yuanensi Hutong, and was preparing to visit his fifth uncle after the New Year."

But Dou Zhao heard something in this. She thought for a while and said, "Is it a problem for his friend? Bo Yan wanted to help his friend, but was afraid that his fifth uncle would be embarrassed, so he simply followed his friend to stay in the inn and prepared to see the signs before talking about it."

Dou Dechang sighed: "Why are you not a boy?"

"Is girls so ineffective?" Dou Zhao quarreled with him, "Where am I worse than you?"

Dou Dechang laughed.

Dou Zhao ordered Ganlu to take two ingots of snowflakes and hand them over to Dou Dechang, saying, "Since he intends to conceal his identity, I won't visit him. If there is anything I can help, let him just ask the servant to come and find me."

Yuan'en Temple Hutong is located west of Shuntian Prefecture School, and the British Duke's Mansion is located east of Shuntian Prefecture School, only two quarters of an hour away.

Dou Dechang accepted it without hesitation and smiled: "You are a big family. What falls from your fingers is enough for us to eat and drink for a while, so I will accept it on Boyan."

Dou Zhao couldn't help but smile and joked with him: "Do you want me to give you some money?"

"I don't need money for money." Dou Dechang said with a saliva, "Can I give me two better jade pendants? I'll give them to someone during the Chinese New Year."

What's wrong with this?

Dou Zhengchang and Dou Dechang are their own brothers.

She personally accompanied Dou Dechang to the warehouse to choose jade pendants.

The two of them talked about Dou Qijun's friend.

"...The surname is Kuang, the name is Chao, the name is Zhuoran. The family is engaged in maritime business. It is also considered a wealthy person in Panyu, Guangdong. Bo Yan went to Zhongnanshan that year and was bitten by a snake. Fortunately, he met Kuang Zhuoran and saved Bo Yan's life... This time, Bo Yan went to Guangdong to answer Kuang Zhuoran. Unexpectedly, something happened at Kuang Zhuoran's house... It was said that since September this year, the Kuang family's goods were sold several times in a row, and they had paid nearly 200,000 taels of silver, which was about to be injured and scattered. However, a friend who used to do business introduced a giant from Kyoto, saying that he wanted to buy their ship, but the price was half lower than the market price.

"The Kuang family naturally refused.

“A ship sank.

"The Kuang family looked something was wrong. They used the connections left by their ancestors, and then they found out that it was a big boss in Beijing who was interested in their ship and wanted to take it for themselves. Kuang Zhuoran was a scholar and could speak to the scholars. The Kuang family decided to let Kuang Zhuoran bring several capable managers to Kyoto to handle some things to see if the big boss could make the money.

"Boyan thought that Kuang Zhuoran would save him, so he decided to come and take a look. If he had something to do with our family, he would beg his fifth uncle to deal with it and turn swords into jade and silk. Although Kuang Zhuoran did not know Boyan's identity, he knew that Boyan was calm and knowledgeable, so he followed him to help out his ideas, so he took Boyan to Kyoto with him.

"The New Year is coming soon. People didn't find it, so Bo Yan couldn't go to Huaishu Hutong rashly, and just followed Kuang Zhuoran on the guest line."

"Who is it?" Dou Zhao curled his lips contemptuously, "It's too ugly to eat."

"Not." Dou Zhengchang took a piece of peach blossom frozen peony flower piece and asked Dou Zhao, "Is it good-looking?"

Dou Zhao looked at him and thought of Ji Lingze and said calmly: "Of course it looks good! Don't look at whose thing this is. But this thing is suitable for young women, who are you going to give to?"

"Oh," Dou Dechang said as if guilty, "I haven't thought about it yet." Then he quickly raised the topic to Kuang Zhuoran. "However, I always feel that the Kuang family is worried. People like them can count in Panyu. How can the big guys in Kyoto be optimistic? Maybe it's just someone around the boss who is pulling tiger skins to make big banners. There are no ones in the Kuang family in Kyoto, so he was scared." He said, putting the pink and frozen jade pendant aside, and then picked a green jade cicada and raising it to Dou Zhao, "What do you think of this?"

"Not bad." Dou Zhao smiled, "Xia Tian wore a red rope and hung it around her neck, and it looked cold and it looked very beautiful."

"I feel so too." Dou Dechang put both pieces of jade into his sleeves.

A dead child, if you have a sweetheart, you will forget your mother!

Dou Zhao was resentful in his heart, so he picked up a jade pendant of Maitreya Buddha, a jade pendant with bamboo joints, a golden pomegranate flower hairpin inlaid with garnet, a Duan inkstone, and a box of wolf-haired pendants, and said, "This jade pendant of Maitreya Buddha is for the sixth aunt, a ruthless pen is for the sixth uncle, a Duan inkstone is for the eleventh brother, a golden hairpin is for the eleventh sister-in-law, and a seven-pound jade pendant of bamboo joints, and you give it to them when you go home."

Dou Dechang shouted, "What about mine?"

Dou Zhao looked at his sleeve and showed a cold smile.

Dou Dechang covered his sleeves and said, "Forget it, forget it, I'll take it for you." He ran out of the warehouse.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but smile and ordered Ganlu: "Put everything in the corresponding box."

Ganlu left in response, and Dou Zhao went to the flower hall.

Dou Dechang said: "It's getting late, I'll discuss with Bo Yan. What should I do?"

Dou Zhao sent Dou Dechang out and whispered: "You have to come when the prince is not at home."

Dou Dechang showed a sudden enlightenment and whispered: "I understand, I can't let Song Yantang know about this."

"Why are you so stupid?" Dou Zhao complained, "If the prince is at home, can he, a son, stand by and watch?"

Dou Dechang stood down and looked at Dou Zhao gradually became serious: "Do you like Song Yantang very much?"

"What nonsense?" Dou Zhao said angrily, but his face became hot inexplicably hot, "Just take care of yourself and stop pointing fingers at others."

Dou Dechang was stunned, then looked surprised and became hesitant again. After a long time, he said tentatively: "My business, what's my business?"

Dou Zhao secretly regretted his mistake.

Some things are always better than blocking them.

With Dou Dechang's persistence in his first half of his life, he would only make him more unscrupulous and have no worries.

She was about to get the words over when Song Mo came back.

He could see at a glance that the atmosphere between the two was a little wrong, and he quickly pretended to be surprised and said, "Why are you standing here and talking?" Then he saluted Dou Dechang and smiled. "I heard that my uncle came over, so I ordered the kitchen to roast the venison meat I admired in the palace a few days ago. There was also the pear blossoms that were white in the house. The taste was mellow, and it was best to use barbecue. However, the plum blossoms in the backyard were also blooming. How about I accompany my uncle to the warm pavilion of the back flower?"

Dou Dechang repeatedly said yes, and fled to the warm pavilion of Houhua with Song Mo.

After sending Dou Dechang back to the house, Song Mo was served by the little maid and smiled and said to Dou Zhao: "What did your uncle say? Look at you, you are so angry."

Dou Zhao didn't know how to agree to Song Mo. Some things happened in his previous life, but they are still just a clue.

She leaned on the big welcome pillow, rolled up the pages of the book and frowned.

Song Mo updated his clothes, rinsed his mouth, and sat down to the kang. He brushed a few hanging hairs in Dou Zhao's ears behind her, and said softly: "Didn't you say I have anything to do? What's the point of making things difficult for you!"

Dou Zhao thought about it, sent the maid beside him, leaned on Song Mo's shoulder, and told Song Mo about Dou Dechang and Ji Lingze.

Song Mo said: "Do you want me to help?" His tone was very cold. It was completely different from the gentleness he was to her, reminding her of the coldness of the guards standing under the eaves in her previous life.

Dou Zhao shivered and said quickly: "I don't want you to help - you will only help you better and better."

"Looking at me?" Song Mo pinched her cheek.

I am afraid that you will do too much and destroy Dou Dechang's happiness. After all, in their previous lives, they were a very loving couple.

"Are you still the sixth uncle and sixth aunt?" Dou Zhao hugged his arm, "We can't interfere, right?"

Let this happen?

If they are destined, they will naturally be together, but if they are not destined, they will part ways without her.

Song Mo said: "But that woman is a widow after all..."

"I was still broken off the engagement!" Dou Zhao was afraid that if Ji Ling really became his sister-in-law, Song Mo would look down on him.

"That's because Wei Tingyu has no vision!" Song Mo disagreed and said, "I'm just picking up a bargain. Do you think everyone has the blessing of me!"

Dou Zhao was so happy that he was in a good mood. He complained: "In order to please other women, this guy Zixian actually passed by his sister's warehouse!"

Zixian is Dou Dechang's face.

Song Mocai doesn't care what kind of woman Dou Dechang will marry into the house, he just needs Dou Zhao to be in a happy mood.

Dou Zhao was in a clear mood at this moment, so he continued to tease Dou Zhao and smiled: "It's a pity that he is my uncle, so I can't go and ask for it back. Otherwise, I will open my warehouse and you can just take a few eyes that you like and put them in your warehouse?"

Dou Zhao and he were playing with a flower gun and pretended to be surprised: "Is yours not mine? I always thought yours is mine? Why did I move my own things around?"

Song Mo laughed loudly, his smile as bright as the summer sun, which made Dou Zhao stunned for a moment.

He smiled even more happily, hugged her and said softly in her ear: "Show me!"

"What?" Dou Zhao didn't understand for a moment.

Song Mo reached into her clothes, gently stroked her belly and asked, "Show me, our child!"

Her waist is still slender, her abdomen is still flat, and she can't tell anything.

Dou Zhao was a little hesitant.

Song Mo squatted in front of her and untied her clothes.

The white skin as white as jade was exposed to the winter air, which made Dou Zhao feel a little cold.

Song Mo had already leaned over and kissed her belly gently.
Chapter completed!