Ninefold Purple

Song Han was ashamed and angry. He hugged his chest and bent his body to enter the city, but was stopped by the city guards: "Second Master Song, it's not that you are so young that you don't want to give you face. It's because the people in Dongchang sent the message. You are not allowed to enter the city in the future, if anyone gives you a trace, it will be regarded as conspiracy, please don't embarrass us!"

how so!

He was stunned.

Then how will he live in the future?

Song Han panicked, wanting to rush in without hesitation.

The guard who had been polite to him just now kicked him mercilessly: "It's really shameless! You think you are the second master of the British government? You don't even hear the words of the master! Don't give it to me!" Give me a lesson, I don’t think you even know what you are anymore!”

Song Han stumbled and fell to the ground.

There was a burst of laughter from all around.

Someone said: "This young man looks delicate and tender. I don't know what he did? You people are a bit vulgar!" Then, he went to pull Song Han, "Poor thing, even his clothes were ripped off. I happen to be short of someone serving tea and water in my shop, why don't you come with me, even though you can't afford silk and satin, you can eat enough and dress warmly..."

Before he finished speaking, someone laughed loudly with malicious intent: "Lao Lai, which one of you served tea and poured water in the end did not become your cash cow?"

Everyone laughed, and the laughter was obscene.

Song Han fled in despair.

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Xi Nuan Pavilion, the study room of Qianqing Palace.

The prince is correcting the memorial.

Cui Yijun walked in lightly and changed the tea again.

The prince suddenly put down his pen.Said: "I heard that the British public is sick?"

"Yes!" Cui Yijun laughed, "Song Han had an affair with the concubine of the Duke of England. The Duke of England drove Song Han out of the mansion and opened the ancestral hall to question him. . . . " He recounted what had happened.

"That is to say, now that Song Han has been kicked out of the house, Duke Ying is still unconscious?" the prince pondered.

"Yes!" Cui Yijun bent slightly, looking more respectful than usual.

The prince pondered for a long time.

As usual, Cui Yijun would have asked each other a long time ago.But since the prince began to correct the memorials independently.He never interjected again.

He stood there quietly, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

The prince suddenly said: "How did you check the matter I asked you to check last time?"

Cui Yijun thought for a while, and said, "You mean about Mr. Song and Mr. Ji?"

The prince nodded.Said: "Although it is said that the matter of the Liao king should not be announced, but it can't chill the hearts of those who are loyal to the country. Now Jinyiwei doesn't have a commander. I wonder if I should let Song Yantang go, but the Jinwuwei can't do without him, But no one has ever served as the commander of the capital of Jinyiwei and the commander of the capital of Jinwuwei. There is also Ma Youming of the Shenji Camp. If he is not fearless and personally dangerous, it is still unknown who will die that day. Chiu He, please resign, I don't think Ma Youming will be the commander of the Shenji Battalion..."

In other words, the prince will reuse Song Mo.

And Song Mo and Ji Yong are at odds!

Cui Yijun's heart skipped a beat.

Does the prince want to play balance?

Cui Yijun's waist bent even more.

He respectfully said: "Master Ji and Master Song have the hatred of taking their wives!"

"Oh!" The prince regained his energy immediately, his eyes sparkled, and said, "Tell me, what is going on here?"

Cui Yijun said: "Although several families are hiding the truth, the Dou Ji family is a famous family with many in-laws, especially Mr. Ji, who has not married up to now. No matter who proposes marriage, they all return with humiliation. Gradually, it became impossible to hide it. It is said that Mrs. Dou and Mr. Ji are childhood sweethearts. Mr. Ji wanted to marry Mrs. Dou wholeheartedly, and the Dou family was also happy to see it. But the Ji family thought it would be enough to just say hello to Elder Dou Ge, but by mistake, Master Dou married Mrs. Dou to the British government..."

"Is there such a thing?" The crown prince laughed happily when he heard it, "I heard that Ji Jianming and Mrs. Dou are cousins, do the two families still have contact?"

"There is a relationship!" Cui Yijun smiled, "Not only is there a relationship, Madam Dou is very open and upright. When Mr. Ji visits the Song family, Madam Dou will come out to say hello in person!"

The prince nodded straight when he heard it, and turned around and told the princess as a joke.

The Crown Princess didn't expect this kind of justice, and said: "I don't think Mrs. Dou is like an ordinary woman, and it's no wonder Mr. Ji looks down on anyone now."

The prince smiled and said, "Shall we be a matchmaker with Ji Jianming?"

The concubine smiled and said: "Then it depends on how His Highness plans to use Mr. Ji? If you just want to win over the Ji family and give Mrs. Ji a marriage, there is nothing more honorable and honorable than this. If you want to use Mr. Ji, I think It's better not to worry about this matter - he is so stubborn, he must not be an easy-going person, you will only make him feel aggrieved if you give him a marriage hastily."

The prince just said casually that the princess is very concerned about handling the relationship between relatives. Since she said it was inappropriate, he no longer insisted on it. Speaking of Song Mo and Ji Yong: "I want Song Mo and Jin Yiwei to be the commander. Ji Yong Zhan, a bachelor of Shifu, is also the secretary of the pedestrian department."

In this way, the different ways of civil and military can restrain each other. .

The princess smiled and said, "Did your Highness think of letting Song Mo serve as the commander of the Shenji Battalion?"

The prince was stunned, and then clapped his hands: "This is really a good idea. Song Mo will be the commander of the Shenji Battalion and Jinyiwei, Ma Youming will be the commander of the Jinwu Guard, and Dong Qi will be the commander of the Wucheng Army and Horse Division."

The relationship between Dong Qi and Song Mo was also very tense, and everyone in the Jinwu Guard knew it.

The princess smiled slightly.

The prince asked about the situation of the queen: "how is it now?"

A few days ago, I heard that the queen was ill, but the prescriptions presented by the imperial hospital were all calming and calming prescriptions, which made the prince suspicious.

The crown princess whispered in a low voice: "The empress dowager said that the empress was ill because of the anger of the Liao king, how could the imperial doctors dare to prescribe other prescriptions."

The prince understood and changed the subject.Said: "Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, besides the usual yakzi medicine and the like, the British government also rewards some food and fragrant dew, which is also very affectionate."

The crown princess answered "yes" with a smile.

However, the prince called Song Mo to Xinuan Pavilion the next day to talk: "How is the Duke's health now?"

Song Mo smiled wryly, and said: "The person wakes up, but his throat is broken, he can't speak, and he has a high fever from time to time, the imperial doctor said. It will take at least two years of rest before the body will gradually improve."

"Can't talk anymore?" The prince frowned. "Can't you say a word?"

"Hey, hey, hey, like an ignorant child." Song Mo looked very distressed, "If we don't use a pen, we don't know what he is talking about. Father is talking, and he becomes impatient. No Throwing things is turning over the kang table, but the imperial doctor said that my father should not be excited, so I had to arrange a entourage who had served my father for many years to serve my father personally..."

"There is no other way." The prince comforted Song Mo. "Fortunately, there are servants in the British government. After a long time, the Duke gradually got used to it."

"I think so too."

The two talked about Song Yichun's condition for a long time, and the prince served tea.

Song Mo was confused.

But when he saw Cui Yijun personally opening the curtain for him, he had a vague guess, and whispered to Dou Zhao at night: "The emperor may let me take charge of Jinyiwei."

Dou Zhao was taken aback.

In his previous life, Song Mo was in charge of Jinyiwei.

"His Highness revealed this meaning to you?" She asked Song Mo.

"His Royal Highness asked about his father's condition." Song Mo smiled, "He must be afraid of my guarding - now that Jin Yiwei doesn't have all the commanders, the palace seems to be blindfolded and ears plugged. I can't think of His Highness Is there any reason to call me into the palace?"

"Can you not go to Jinyiwei?" Dou Zhao hesitated, "The reputation of Jinyiwei is too bad."

"The reputation is good or bad, it still depends on the individual's actions." Song Mo smiled disapprovingly, "Going to Jinyiwei is also a good thing," he said, biting her ear, "at least I don't have to go to the palace to be on duty..." His hand was He covered her breasts, which were a little plump due to pregnancy.

"What are you thinking?" Dou Zhao was annoyed and funny, knocking off his hand, "This is about your future!"

"No matter how poor I am, I can still be a mediocre governor of the Five Armies like my father." Song Mo simply hugged Dou Zhao in his arms, "No matter how capable I am, it is impossible for Your Highness to treat Jinwuwei and Jinyiwei as the same as my father." Put it all in my hands. I was thinking about how to avenge my uncle and find out why my father killed my mother. Now I have my wish. I just want to be with you and your children, and I just want to be a good husband. Good father, let my children not be like me when I was a child, and there is nothing to fight for those things outside of the body."

These years, Song Mo has also had a hard time.

Since he wants to, let him!

Dou Zhao touched Song Mo's face lovingly, and said softly, "As long as you feel happy."

"What's the use of being happy?" Seeing Dou Zhao caring about him so much, Song Mo happily wanted to hug Dou Zhao on his body, but when he stretched out his hand, he realized that she was inconvenient now, so he kissed Dou Zhao hard on his face instead. After a few bites, "What matters is that you are happy. Don't you like me being with you?"

The couple talked about love in the middle of the night, and when they woke up the next day and saw Gao Sheng from the Jing'an Temple Hutong sent over to deliver Cheng Yi to Jiang Boxun, they only remembered that Jiang Boxun was going back to Haozhou tomorrow.

Song Mo asked anxiously, "Ah Yan hasn't come to see Fifth Uncle yet?"

Before, Jiang Boxun was full of injuries, and Jiang Yan was pregnant. Jiang Boxun was afraid of frightening Jiang Yan, and refused to let Song Mo tell Jiang Yan that he was living in Yizhitang. I still don't know when we will see each other again, how could Jiang Yan not come to pay his respects to Jiang Boxun.

Dou Zhao smiled and said: "Look at you, is Yuqiao Hutong far from here?" Then he pursed his lips and smiled, "I have asked my mother-in-law to post a message to Chen Zan a long time ago—Sister Yan is timid, so instead of directly following Yan My sister said, it might as well be relayed by Chen Zanzhi!"

"What's so good about repeating it!" Song Mo was displeased, "The fifth uncle is her own uncle, and he will harm her!"

Dou Zhao smiled without saying a word.

Song Mo sighed helplessly.

But Dou Zhao thought in her heart that life is unsatisfactory ten times out of ten, if this is the unsatisfactory life in her life, then she will eat it like a candy!

This year's Chinese New Year 29, how are you preparing for the new year?

I just bought some fruit on the side of the road...

※(to be continued..)