The wolf king of the idle little woman

Chapter 43 What shit rules?
"No, not today." Wan Chengheng answered naturally.But after he finished speaking, he turned his face to the bed as if he was ashamed and annoyed, and tightly clasped the jade hairpin that his father gave him with both hands.

Wan Chengheng felt ashamed of his impatient denial. He didn't know what Sang Mo would think of him, but when he thought of what Sang Mo would think, Wan Chengheng couldn't help trembling in his heart.

"Then, is it tomorrow?" Sang Mo laughed in her heart at Wan Chengheng's thin-faced denial. She really couldn't bear the embarrassment of this newly acquired friend, so she asked lightly.

In fact, there is no need to ask again, just think about what Wan Chengheng ordered after reading the letter just now, and you will know.

This time, Wan Chengheng restrained himself very much, and did not answer Sang Mo's question, since it was his own private matter anyway, so there was no need to answer it.

"Uh, you said just now that you won't go back tomorrow, why? You should spend your birthday with your family to be happy, right?" Wan Chengheng was silent, and Sang Mo took it as acquiescing, but, Sang Mo I don't understand why Wan Chengheng refused to go home to celebrate his birthday with his family.

Thinking of this, Sang Mo couldn't help thinking of his life for more than ten years. If his parents were still alive, he would definitely not spend his birthday alone.

Summer hates celebrating birthday alone the most, because it reminds him that he is already alone all the time.Therefore, every year on her birthday, Summer would keep herself busy to forget her birthday.

"Well, how do you go like this? Going will only increase father's worries. It's better not to go." It's not that Wan Chengheng couldn't hear the shallow responsibility in Sang Mo's words, but why didn't he want to go back, as a The priests of the Rhythm Hall can only go home on birthdays and New Year's Eve in a year, and they are not allowed to leave the Rhythm Hall at other times.

"Well, blame me, ignorance and ignorance, which made you sick and unable to go home." Sang Mo knew that Wan Chengheng's words meant that he didn't complain about himself, but Sang Mo really blamed himself a little.Just because of my temporary curiosity and carelessness, I didn't know that the consequences would affect others like this.

"No, it's your fault. It's my own poor health. Please don't take it to heart, okay?" Wan Chengheng never expected that Sang Mo would take the responsibility for not going home, and shook his head anxiously His confession made his face so overwhelming that he was a little pale.

"No, you don't have to worry about other things. You must take this matter to heart. Well, Wan Chengheng, you can rest first, I'm going back." After finishing speaking, Sangmo turned and went out Walking through the house, she certainly knew that Wan Chengheng would not blame her, but how could she really pretend that nothing happened.

Since she was the one who prevented him from going home for his birthday, let her, Sang Mo, celebrate an unforgettable birthday for him.While walking, Sang Mo planned to celebrate Wan Chengheng's birthday in his mind.

"My lord, you don't have to..."

"Ah, there is one more thing I almost forgot, Wan Chengheng, must the repertoire for practicing Han Yuqin be those famous songs in the palace master's pavilion?" Teng Heng's words, because she suddenly remembered about going to Yijing Hall to attend classes.

Sangmo decided not to go to Yijingtang to attend classes. Since she is already familiar with the handwriting, Sangmo still knows how to operate the harp. As long as she practices more, she should be able to become proficient.

What's more, Summer still has a repertoire that can be played on the harp, but he is not very proficient.On the day of the sacrificial ceremony, the reason why Sang Mo played "The Butterfly Lovers" later was also because the song was simple.

"No, the ancestral rules do not stipulate that it must be a famous song in the palace master's pavilion, but it should be more suitable to play the famous song with the Hanyuqin. After all, the Hanyuqin is not a vulgar thing." She was so dizzy, one moment it was wind, the next moment it turned into rain, Wan Chengheng felt that he really couldn't keep up with her thoughts.

"Oh, that's good. I'm leaving, you have a good rest." Receiving Wan Chengheng's negative answer, Sangmo knew that there has always been a famous instrument matching a famous song, so he didn't say much, turned around and left after saying hello It left Wan Chengheng with a dazed expression.

And Wan Chengheng looked at Sang Mo's resolute back after his pupils disappeared, he could only lean on the bed rail in a daze, with one hand drooping down the edge of the bed, and the other tightly holding the jade hairpin, his pale face became paler.

"Ze Lan, how did the priests celebrate their birthdays in previous years?" On the way back, Sang Mo wanted to know how the Rhythm Palace celebrated their priests' birthdays in previous years.

"Reporting to Lord Hall Master, the priest's birthday is always at home, so the slaves don't know about it." Ze Lan replied truthfully.

"Didn't you all hold a birthday party for him?" Sang Mo couldn't help being surprised, he was also a priest after all, a person under one person in the Rhythm Hall, why didn't you celebrate his birthday? Are they really so selfish?

"Reporting to the Lord Hall Master, because the Lord Priest can only go home on his birthday, so everyone is considerate not to disturb the Lord Priest, and let him have a good reunion with his family at home." Zelan explained.

"You mean to say that the priest can only go home on his birthday in a year, and he can't go home on other days?" Summer was swallowed by Zelan's words.

"No, and on New Year's Eve, the priest can go home and have a reunion dinner with his family." Zelan explained the misunderstanding in Sang Mo's words.

"Then what if something serious happens to the priest's family? Can't you go home?" Sang Mo asked persistently.

"Yes, even if the priest's family members passed away, the priest can only leave the Temperament Hall on his birthday and New Year's Eve." Zelan still replied truthfully.

"What kind of bullshit rules are these? Who made them?" Sang Mo finally couldn't help but swear, because he was too aggrieved, not for himself, but for the priests of the Temperament Hall.

In the past 18 years, Sangmo has never heard of such a ruthless rule that he is not allowed to leave even if his family members die. It is so unscrupulous.

"Report to Lord Hall Master, this, this is the restriction jointly established by the first Lord Hall Master and the first Lord Priest." Ze Lan was frightened by Sang Mo's sudden anger and knelt down, kneeling on the ground and answering tremblingly.

"Wait, you just said that this is a restriction jointly established by the first Lord Hall Master and the first Lord Priest, which means that the Lord Hall Master is also treated in the same way and also subject to this restriction?" Sangmo suddenly thought that he was stepped on the tail The same walked forward, grabbed Zelan's arms, and asked in amazement.

"Report to Lord Hall Master, yes, yes." Zelan, who was grabbed by both arms, was completely frightened by Sang Mo's madness, and could only answer tremblingly.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me?" Summer also broke down completely.Thinking about it, now that I am the master of this Rhythm Hall, isn't that restriction just declaring that I have been imprisoned in this life, and that I can only live in this Rhythm Hall when I get old, sick and die.

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