The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 337
Regardless of the reason why the emperor considered not making Li Zhao the crown prince, the fact that Princess Jin's father became the second assistant to the cabinet at least showed the emperor's attitude towards Li Zhao's son to some extent.

In the next few days, people kept coming to the palace to visit and pay New Year's greetings, and there was no time to stop.

Except for the two aunts of the Song family, most people who wanted to visit Song Qingyue were blocked by Li Zhao.

As for the family members who wanted to visit the Concubine Wang, Liang Yuan, and the beauties of Dianyi, Li Zhao sent people to inform those fathers and brothers to come to Qiandi East Road to visit him, and the female relatives did not need to come.

If those side concubines, Liangyuan, Dianyi's mother, and sister-in-law came, they would have to go through a scene from Song Qingyue. It is impossible for Li Zhao to ask Yue'er to bother to meet so many people, even with a smile. His face froze with laughter.

Song Qingyue saves trouble and is happy to hide in Baoguang Palace.

It happened that Zhaoyue Elementary School and Zhaoyue Bank were closed for Chinese New Year holidays, and Mo Yun and Moxiang also came home to accompany Song Qingyue, chatting, playing horses and eating snacks every day during the Chinese New Year.

The luncheon in the mansion was held almost every day, Li Zhao was very busy in the front, but the hostess hid in the house all day long and played cards with the maids and mothers. If the second and eldest sisters of the Song family came, plus the The Song family married a maid as a dowry, and the whole room could play from noon to night.

Li Zhao met the ministers who came to pay New Year's greetings at the front. He was afraid that Song Qingyue would be alone in the back, and he was afraid that she would not be allowed to go out to show her face. Having fun with the maids in the room, I couldn't help but feel bad—this woman really didn't miss herself at all when she was alone.

In the afternoon of the sixth day of the lunar new year, Li Zhao came back from the banquet to take a lunch break.

Song Qingyue put down the cards in her hand and waited for him to change his clothes, wipe his face and drink sober soup.

Li Zhao watched Song Qingyue busy with her belly, and felt sorry for her, and didn't want her to busy herself with these trivial matters, but at the same time, she enjoyed the feeling of her circling around him.

"What's the matter? Stare at me?" Song Qingyue wiped his face, and found that he was staring at her lazily with drunken eyes. She suddenly stopped, touched her face, and muttered softly: "I don't have acne. There are no long spots, could it be long spots?!"

She was worried to look in the mirror, but Li Zhao hilariously pulled her into his arms.

"No acne or spots." He stretched out his hand to pinch her face, "It's still very beautiful."

"Then why are you staring at me?" Song Qingyue was suspicious.

"Just stare at her if she looks good." Li Zhao leaned over to kiss her, but Song Qingyue avoided her.

She covered her nose and said in disgust, "You smell like alcohol, it's suffocating me!"

Li Zhao let go of his hand resentfully, and asked, "Are the ladies and wives of the Lu family, Yuan family, and Xing family coming this afternoon?"

Song Qingyue nodded: "Yes, long time no see."

Li Zhao was silent for a while, and said unhappily: "I heard that the girls from the Lu family and the Xing family have been seeing each other recently. As for that girl Yuan, did she marry Yan Shiwu last year?"

Song Qingyue laughed, of course she knew that the three of them came to visit her in Qiandi with a purpose.

Both Xing Yanran's and Lu Wenyan's marriages were delayed due to the turmoil of the handover of power. If the elite circle in the capital knew that they were on good terms with them, they would definitely not worry about getting married.

As for Yuan Zixin, she probably came here for the future of her husband Yan Shiwu.Sometimes there is no need for Song Qingyue to say anything here. People in the officialdom are very well informed. As long as they know that Yan Shiwu's wife has a close relationship with Princess Jin, Yan Shiwu will be able to deal with the situation when Yan's family is suppressed by the emperor. Get at least a relatively fair chance.

Song Qingyue said: "When I was a nun last year, Yuan Zixin, Xing Yanran, and Lu Wenyan all went to Baoen Temple to visit me and gave me things. At that time, your 'corpse' was brought back, my husband, and my father was also taken away." If they are punished to guard the imperial mausoleum, they can visit me without avoiding suspicion, even if I think about it, I am happy to give them three backers."

Li Zhao thought of all the hardships she had suffered before, and couldn't help reaching out to touch her hair again. It's only chest-length since she was a year old. , caressing her delicate and smooth skin for a while, lowered her head and kissed her fingertips from the back of her hand, and sighed: "Yue'er wants to be a backer for those three people, so it's okay to be a husband, but if those three families still want to hit you Don’t be polite if you do something else with your name. If you don’t have the face to beat them, then beat them for your husband.”

Song Qingyue said in her heart: "Got it, thank you husband. Brother Azhao is so kind!" As she spoke, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, her eyes were like stars, and her smile was like a flower.

Li Zhao hummed triumphantly, but his heart couldn't help beating wildly.

The past few months have been too long, as long as Song Qingyue is close, he wants to hug her, kiss her, melt her into his body, hear her whispering in his ears, and see her in his lap. Thousands of postures and styles under the body...

Feeling that his body was agitated again, Li Zhao got up abruptly, said in a low voice, "I'm going to wash up, I smell of alcohol all over my body." Then he hurried to the clean room as if fleeing.

Mimian winked at Dongping and Xiaozao from the side, and whispered, "Your Highness's bravery is useless!"

This was heard by Nanny Bai, who raised her hand as if to pat her: "You girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Just because the concubine is easy to talk, you can speak freely! If you dare to be so shameless, go back to your laundry room go!"

Mian Mian pursed her lips, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Good mother, I'll just talk fast for a while, and I won't dare to talk nonsense in the future."

Bai Momo took her outside to teach her a lesson: "Mo Yun Mo Xiang Mo fans are also highly valued by the princess. When can you learn from them, be careful! You can't talk but your brains, and one day you will mess with me!" Talking nonsense! A new little girl is about to be elected. If you become sisters and don’t talk about the door, not only will you spoil the newcomer, you will also mess up the rules of the main courtyard, and your master’s reputation will be affected! Those people outside Haven't you heard what the gossip woman said about our princess?"

"Understood, Nanny Bai, calm down, I swear I won't talk nonsense again in the future."

Song Qingyue raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the reprimand from Nanny Bai outside the house, and laughed when she thought of Li Zhaofang's fleeing appearance just now. She smiled, her eyes darkened, and she clenched her fists secretly, trying to make herself ignore the surge in her heart. The slightest wave of waves.

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After the afternoon nap, Yuan Zixin came with her mother-in-law, the third wife of the Yan family, and two sister-in-laws, Lu Wenyan brought her mother and a younger sister, and Xing Yanran brought their mother, sisters, and even their aunts and cousins.

With so many people coming all at once, Xing Yanran herself was quite embarrassed, but her family came, and the aunts and cousins ​​in the clan begged them to come too, so she had no choice but to bring them all.

Song Qingyue didn't care. She sat down for two cups of tea in the living room at the entrance of Baoguang Palace, met several wives and girls, and enjoyed their wave after wave of flattery. Then she dragged Yuan Zixin, Xing Yanran, The three of Lu Wenyan went to Erjin Yard to talk alone.

She took out the three clear water blue jadeite bracelets made by Zhenbao Pavilion that she had prepared, and planned to give them to the three of them, one for each of them.

Jadeite of this color is rare in the first place, not to mention that the color, seed water, and clarity quality are all top-notch.

Because Song Qingyue was particularly fond of Qingshuilan, Li Zhao told Shopkeeper Liu to pay special attention to this kind of goods.Now the jade merchants in several major jade producing areas in the whole Dazhou know that shopkeeper Liu Da in Beijing especially likes to accept this kind of goods, no matter how high the price is, he will take it without hesitation.So as long as this kind of product appears, it will probably be kept by shopkeeper Liu Da, so that this kind of clear water blue jadeite has not only become rarer in quantity, but its price has also increased by more than four or five times in the past few years. It is called Aiyu. The literati and elegant guests flock to it.

Song Qingyue brought out three clear water blue jade bracelets at once, which shocked Yuan, Xing, and Lu. Now that she wanted to give them the bracelets, the three refused to accept them.

"Take it away." Song Qingyue took their hands and put them on their wrists one by one, "When you wear this bracelet, others will know that it was given by me. For the sake of that jade bracelet, I dare not bully you at will."

The three of them looked at each other after hearing this, still a little embarrassed.Bracelets of this quality are too expensive.

Lu Wenyan touched the bracelet with lowered eyes and said, "Princess, in fact, we are already very grateful that you can see us today. You really don't have to..."

Song Qingyue patted her hand and comforted: "There are so many things in the world. It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to give charcoal in the snow. Speaking of which, we have only met a few times in the chess game on Qixi Festival. If you still treat me like that, you will know that you are always They are all good people. Don’t just take it as God’s reward for your kindness to you, and accept it with peace of mind.”

When Song Qingyue said this, the three felt relieved.

"Then we... are disrespectful." Lu Wenyan laughed.

As for Yuan Zixin, after repeated hesitation, before leaving, he took out the crumpled letter in his sleeve and handed it to Song Qingyue.

After she left, Song Qingyue opened the envelope and saw that it was Yan Shiwu's article.

She smiled, and when Li Zhao came, she handed Yan Shiwu's article to him.

Li Zhao only glanced at the article when he saw Yan Shiwu's name, and stopped looking at it, but handed it to Lin Wanfu for him to put it away.

Song Qingyue didn't say another word, she did what she was supposed to do, any more would be beyond the bounds.

A few days later, on the ninth day of the first lunar month, Song Qingyue saw Nanny Bai, Mo Yun, Mo Xiang, and Mo Zhu in the room who each picked out a little girl who they thought could be promoted.

She has already planned that this year, Feng Qi, Feng Jiu, Mo Yun, Mo Xiang, and Mo Hen will meet their husbands.

Feng Qi is almost thirty, and Mo Yun and Mo Xiang are also twenty-two, so we can't delay any longer.

Seeing that Wan Ke had returned to Baoguang Hall from the front, Li Zhao handed a greeting card to Song Qingyue.

It is a greeting card from the Liang Mansion, and it says on the tenth day of tomorrow, Lord Liang will bring his nephews to visit His Royal Highness King Jin. At the same time, the old lady of the Liang Mansion will also bring Mrs. A grandson's daughter-in-law came to see the princess.

The old lady of the Liang family is not only Liang Tongyue's grandmother, but also Song Qingyue's nominal grandmother.

Li Zhaodao: "If you don't want to see her, let Nanny Bai tell you that you are unwell tomorrow, and ask Liang Liangyuan to come and meet her grandmother and mother. You don't need to come forward."

Song Qingyue touched the pattern of gold foil on the greeting card and smiled: "The Liang family has no enmity with me. Speaking of which, it is the Liang family who has a kindness with me. How can I not give the Liang family a little face? No matter how you say it. Grandfather's family, we have to see each other for love and reason."

"Grandpa." Li Zhao smiled coldly. He disdained the Liang family in his heart, but he didn't dare to interfere too much with Song Qingyue's decision.

Although Song Qingyue is smart, she is not a politician after all, her heart is not hard enough, and her hands are not cruel enough.

If the Liang family knew what to do, that would be fine. If they wanted to repay their kindness and try to interfere in their own backyard, making Song Qingyue unhappy, he would not be stingy to teach the Liang family a lesson.

Li Zhao stretched out his hand to pull Song Qingyue up, then sat down by himself, and then pulled her onto his lap, the movements were done skillfully in one go.

Song Qingyue hugged his neck obediently.

Li Zhao carefully looked at Song Qingyue, stretched out his hand to caress her lacklustre face, and then stroked the hair that just reached her chest. His eyes gradually darkened, and he turned his head and kissed her heavily. Song Qingyue obediently closed her eyes, hugged the man's neck tightly, and her body was like water. Generally softened and accepted his somewhat domineering kiss.

Her lips are sweet and soft, her body is soft and fragrant, and now she has his cub in her stomach, clinging to him so tightly, cuddling him, making his heart tremble and scalding hot.

His throat rolled, he couldn't help swallowing, his eyes darkened, staring at Song Qingyue like a wolf.

Mo Fan and Mo Ran who were waiting on the side immediately lowered their heads and led the little girls to retreat quietly.

Song Qingyue was so breathless by Li Zhao's relatives, she pushed Li Zhao away forcefully, and said coquettishly, "What are you doing, you are just twelve or thirteen-year-old girls, you can't change the time..."

Li Zhao didn't answer, just put her ear in his mouth with a smile, and bit her gently.

"What are you doing, what are you doing! The sky is bright!"

Song Qingyue hammered and beat, but it didn't work at all.

Li Zhao was as determined to lure her into the bait as if he had eaten a weight. He kissed her slender neck and said vaguely: "I just wanted to hug you and kiss you. Since they misunderstood you, you also misunderstood her." Now, it’s better to be wrong. Didn’t Tong Momo and Zhang Momo say that after four months, it’s okay for the fetus to sit firmly. It’s almost six months now, doesn’t Sister Yueer not want it? The monk who has been a monk for half a year can't bear it any longer. Sister Yue'er showed kindness and loved my brother once, and from now on my brother will depend on you for everything..."

Song Qingyue's cheeks were flushed by his words about not being jealous of meat and vegetables.

The fingertips trembled slightly, the blood all over his body rushed to his head, and he was carried to the inside in a dizzy state...

(End of this chapter)