Crown Jewels

Chapter 202

The sound of horseshoes sounded one after another, and the two drove into Lin'an City together, but they said goodbye at the door of Xuanyi's house, because Song Yan needed to go back to the mansion to prepare for the martial arts, so Fu Sinian didn't go to the Song mansion to bother him.

At the gate of the Song Mansion, the little girl with a pink skirt was looking up outside the gate, seeing Song Yanshi's almond-eyed eyes, trotted up to her, and hugged his arm in a soft voice.

"elder brother--"

Looking at Song Yan's wheat-colored skin, which he hadn't seen for a few days, Song Leyi felt that his brother looked more heroic, tentatively squeezed the muscles of his brother's forearm, but was pushed away by Song Yan with a face full of disgust.

Song Yan's eyelids couldn't help shaking, after all he was concerned about her young age.

Song Leyi seemed to have reacted, stuck out her tongue in frustration, the little girl hurriedly patted her troublesome hand, then turned her head up to his brother and smiled.

"Brother! Don't be angry. The martial arts will be held in the Ministry of War in two days. You can't get angry because of such a trivial matter. When the time comes, bring me a martial arts champion. I will talk to Zheng Niang and the others in the future. Have a face."

Without even pretending, Song Yan snorted a sneer, raised his eyelids for a while, and Song Leyi, who was watching with a warning in his faint eyes, quickly shrank his neck, turned around and curled his mouth for a while, trying to make up for it. road.

"I, I didn't think about it, brother, you have such good skills, the champion of martial arts came back, and he was sure of winning, and those warriors looked tall and powerful. In terms of skill, how can they compare with my brother? , In my mind since I was a child, my brother is the most heroic person, and he will definitely be the great general of Yan Kingdom in the future!"

Song Leyi spoke so proudly, she finally felt that after she got back, she quietly raised her eyes to look at his brother, and after observing his words and expressions, she finally felt that his brother's face was not eccentric.

Too lazy to argue with Song Leyi, Song Yan snorted coldly, and took a step forward, but when he arrived, he found that the little thing hadn't followed, so he raised his eyelids and said to her, "Why don't you hurry up?"

As he said that, Song Yan glanced at the little girl's twitching body, her face was immature with baby fat, which also faded away unknowingly as time passed, after all, she was not willing to embarrass her, so she took the initiative to change the topic.

"Tell me! A few days ago, Mrs. Sun mentioned to you, the third young master of Yongningfang Nan's family, you sent someone to inquire about it? How is his character and knowledge, and who do you like to associate with on a daily basis?"

Seeing Song Yan mentioning this matter, Song Leyi, who was originally in high spirits, obviously dimmed, and for a while reluctantly wanted to follow Song Yan, curling her lips as if she was angry.

"What else? It's just the second generation of officials relying on the shadow of their ancestors—"

Saying that, Song Leyi finally tugged on her brother's sleeve, and said with a face full of reluctance.

"Brother! I don't care. If my father agrees to the marriage proposed by Mrs. Sun, in the future, I might as well enter the palace and be a female official. There are still aunts in the palace. It's better than marrying someone I don't know."

"You want to enter the palace?"

Hearing the word Sun, the corner of Song Yan's mouth curled into a sarcasm, but after listening to the little things for a long time, he was usually able to grasp the key points, and his eyes were painted like cold ink with a penetrating scrutiny, Song Leyi felt a little nervous, After a long while, he couldn't bear the pressure and let out a low voice.

"Entering the palace is of course the worst policy? But if because of what Mrs. Sun said, the so-called marriage made me give up the opportunity to enter the ancient academy, then I might as well find a chance to enter the palace and become a palace official directly. about--"

"Left and right... I don't want to marry in the future either."

Song Leyi pursed her pink lips slightly, her bright eyes dimmed under the cover of her long eyelashes, and her voice became increasingly low and inaudible, even Song Yan who was beside her couldn't understand it.

"What about?"

"That's what I mean, brother, you can take part in the martial arts with peace of mind, and I don't worry about my affairs."

Seeing the old lady's yard in front of her, Song Leyi wrinkled her nose a little guilty.

Song Yan's eyes fluttered, knowing that the little thing should have something to hide from him, but now is really not a good time to get to the bottom of it, just like this, for three days, shuttled among the young men in the mansion drawing bows and arrows, actively preparing for the martial arts.

At three o'clock, the cock crowed.

The boy on the couch got up to wash, and then went to the old lady's room.

In the small kitchen, the stove is accompanied by Mi Xianger, which arouses the greedy insects in the morning.The boiled white rice is bright, and it is dotted with shrimps. The fat-headed mammy turned around without any trace. Seeing that others were concentrating on doing their own work, under the cover of her fat body, she quietly poked around from her sleeves, and then Hold the porcelain spoon and stir in the direction familiarly.

In the hall, the old lady looked at her valiant grandson, her eyes were filled with relief, the day was rather special, early in the morning, father Song Qiu, his stepmother Sun, and Song Leyi, who loved to sleep late, were sitting around the table at this moment.

Not wanting to wrong her grandson, knowing that today is an important day, the old lady directly asked the nurse next to her to greet her for dinner.

The servants and servants in the kitchen filed in, and various dishes were placed on the round table.

The fat-headed nanny put down the white porridge in the porcelain cup, looked up briefly at Mrs. Sun who was sitting sideways, and then hurriedly lowered her head and backed away in a sideways manner.

Song Qiu glanced at the silent Song Yan, although he felt that participating in martial arts was not the right way, but as a father, he was unwilling to hit him at a critical moment.

Carefully avoiding greasy cold dishes, Song Qiu scooped up light porridge with this porcelain spoon and delivered it to Song Yan.

"Today's martial arts exam is over, so I'll go back home early! Take care of yourself and prepare for the county exam next year."

"master--"

Mrs. Sun touched her chubby belly, and stared at Song Qiu beside her, as if reminding him not to say a few words.

He didn't pay attention to Sun's superficial flattery, nor did he pay attention to Song Qiu's repeated preaching every day. Song Yan lowered his eyelids and pretended to be humbly asking for advice, but in his heart he decisively ignored his words and took the porridge delivered by Song Qiu directly. Passing it to Song Leyi beside him, he picked up the porcelain spoon again and scooped up half a bowl for himself.

The young man held the silver chopsticks, just the soup dumplings in the steamer, and drank two bowls of porridge. Sun lowered her eyelids, and with Dan Kou's painted hands, she stroked her round belly in a regular rhythm, not moving. Sensually avoided white porridge, and chose some refreshing cold dishes to eat the next crystal roll.

At the beginning of Chen Shi, Song Yan simply saluted the old lady, without wasting time, he went directly to the courtyard gate, raised the carriage curtain, and sat in lowly. The sound goes away slowly...

In the school grounds of the Ministry of War, there are tall and strong men with burly bodies.

All the people who come here have a long and smooth breath, and their feet look quite stable, they are all Lianjiazi.

The boy's black hair stood up high, and he looked very neat, but Song Yan, who looked quite youthful, was very eye-catching among the many burly men. Ignoring the gazes on him, Song Yan took a deep breath, Looking at the hard bows, big knives and stone burdens placed around him, the familiar things in daily life, the original nervousness of the boy quickly disappeared.

The yamen servants were also tall and strong, and when they saw the burning incense, they knew the time had passed.

Song Yan's eyes fell on the stables on the edge of the school grounds, and his eyes scanned for a week. The quality of the horses was uneven. The young man's eyes quickly fixed on the smooth-furred bay red horse. As the servant's last words fell, the young man's legs instantly Leaving the spot, he fell behind the sturdy man Daduer.

The burly man comforted his favorite dark horse, his eyes fell on Song Yan, and he greeted and praised quite boldly.

"Little brother! Good skill!"

(End of this chapter)