Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Surrounded by several people, Song Yanming walked in from the outside. Today's official banquet, although he entered the palace to meet the Tian family, Song Yanming did not wear official uniforms as usual, but a slightly more solemn one. The golden embroidered mianfu, the jade belt around the waist, and the crown on the head, Song Yanming was already handsome, but under the fine clothes, he became more and more handsome.

The calm handsome face froze for a moment when he saw Rong Yu. Although he was usually calm and restrained, there was a trace of disgust flashing across his surprised face.

Rong Yu showed an innocent smile.

Song Yanming's eyes quickly left Rong Yu's body, and turned to look at Mr. Qi. Mr. Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly bowed and said cautiously:

"Yesterday, the young master asked the old slave to prepare an invitation card for him. He said that he wanted to entertain distinguished guests. He had to write it himself to show his sincerity. For a while, the old slave..."

Song Yanming is so wise, he knows the ins and outs of the matter in a few sentences, he waved his hand to stop Manager Qi's remaining words, and only squinted his eyes to look at Rong Yu.

The atmosphere immediately became subtle.

Although Song Wenyan was sensitive and precocious, he was still a child after all. He couldn't understand the discord between his elder brother and his elder brother. He only wanted to recommend him to his elder brother, so he bowed before him: "Brother!"

He straightened up and stretched out his right hand: "This is the distinguished guest that I told my brother about. His surname is Rong Shan, and his name is a jade character. He is funny and knowledgeable. Although I have not been in contact with him for a long time, I am already an admirable person. Therefore, Brother Rong is specially invited to this family dinner."

Although Song Wenyan was only ten years old, he sounded like an adult when he said these words.

Rong Yu walked in front of Song Yanming with a calm expression, and nodded slightly: "I have seen Lord Hou."

Song Yanming raised his eyes to look at Rong Yu, Rong Yu couldn't be more sensitive, and couldn't read the irony in it.

However, he didn't look ashamed at all, on the contrary, he deepened his smile and looked straight at Song Yanming. The two dimples were deeply embedded in that jade-faced peach blossom face, making him more graceful and charming.

On the contrary, Chief Manager Qi anxiously followed behind, wishing he could scold this shameless person, but with Song Yanming around, he had no right to speak over his master, so he could only grit his teeth and stare at Rong Yu angrily. .

After a long stalemate, it was Song Yanming who spoke calmly: "Since you are a distinguished guest, you should treat him well."

He rolled up his cuffs and told Manager Qi: "Uncle Qi, let's have a banquet."

"Yes." Manager Qi swallowed his anger.

On the day of the Qiming Festival, the family banquets held by the princes and grandchildren in the capital can be said to be more ostentatious than the next. Although it is a family banquet, it is also an extremely important place to make friends, so naturally it cannot be left behind.

However, the Marquis of Pingyang is an exception. From the beginning of the old man of Song Dynasty, they always hold family banquets behind closed doors.In the past, when the old lady Song was around, it was more lively. Since the old lady passed away, the Song family has divided the mansion, and the entire family in Anxinhou's mansion is diligent in sowing seeds. It is the old man who is over 60 and is still strong and vigorous. He does not slack in night farming. In the year of the first year, he gave birth to the last child in one fell swoop, and then he gave up.The mansion was full of children, big and small, but in comparison, the less populated Pingyang Hou Mansion seemed even more deserted.

There was a faint sound of firecrackers and fireworks outside, and the room was quiet. There were three people sitting at a huge table. Looking at it, it doesn't look like a lively family banquet.

For this kind of scene, three or five dancers and a few orchestras should be invited to beat it.

However, Song Yanming and Song Wenyan seemed to be used to it. Song Yanming served Song Wenyan some food, and asked him some academic questions in a soft voice. Song Wenyan answered them respectfully.

Looking at it, Rong Yu felt that they were more like father and son than brothers. If there was a hostess sitting next to them, they would be more like a family of three.

He couldn't help but recall the sequel in the book.

Who did Song Yanming marry later?The article didn't go into details, how can a novel about advanced officialdom have too many detailed descriptions of the supporting characters' marriages, but for a great sage like Song Yanming, he should marry a dignified and gracious wife no matter what. Like him, he is self-reliant and upright.

Rong Yu suddenly imagined wretchedly - what kind of scene would it be for such a couple to exercise on the bed?Could it be that he still has a straight face at that time.

After imagining that funny scene, the corners of Rong Yu's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

"Brother Rong is thinking about what is so happy? Why don't you say it and let everyone laugh?"

Song Wenyan looked at Rong Yu's self-sufficiency, and couldn't help asking him.

Rong Yu smiled dryly, "It's just that I'm so happy to have dinner with Lord Hou who is known as 'Zhilan Yushu'!"

He glanced at Song Yanming, and Song Yanming happened to be looking at him too. He had no expression on his face, and his face was indifferent, but he didn't show any messy meaning anymore. Rong Yu smiled lightly, picked up a glass of wine,

"Master Hou, can you do me a favor and have a drink with me?"

Song Yanming also gave a slight sneer, and raised his wine glass: "It's serious."

It's like a pair of nobles and guests who reciprocate courtesy.

The two adults came and went, one was protecting the younger brother's heart, and the other had other plans. Only Song Wenyan, who didn't know the truth, watched their interaction and was very happy, and those suspicious foxes disappeared immediately.

"Brother, let me tell you, Brother Rong is a man with a clever mind and a clever tongue."

He originally wanted to tell him about "Fighting the Landlords", but he was afraid that his elder brother would blame him for being playful, so he smiled; "In the future, elder brother will know."

Song Yanming smiled noncommittally.

Rong Yu was thinking about how to find an opportunity to cut into his topic. After all, he needed an opportunity to open up the conversation with Song Yanming. Just as he was about to speak, a clear voice came from outside the door:

"It's so lively!"

After finishing speaking, a young man dressed in black and green came in like a shooting star. He was tall, with handsome eyebrows and handsome eyes. His eyes were on Song Yanming.

The corners of his mouth were slightly pulled up, revealing a smile of unknown meaning:

"Brother, long time no see."

Song Yanming looked at him for a moment, then said calmly: "Since you're back, let's sit down and eat."

"This is funny!" The young man said so, but he hooked a chair and came over with his toes. Da Ma Jin Dao sat down, and the sarcasm on his thin lips became more and more obvious.

"Although my surname is Song, I'm not qualified for the Song family's family banquet! Brother, you say so."

The atmosphere in this hall was already quiet, so everyone could see that something was wrong, and the servants lowered their heads one after another, not daring to make a sound.

Director Qi came up cautiously, and said with a smile, "Second Master, why didn't you send a message in advance when you come back, so that the little one can give you... ah!"

With a scream, Mr. Qi was overturned to the ground in a flash, but the young man just shook his hem, as if flicking off a little dust on it.

"When I talk to my eldest brother, no one else has the right to talk."

"Nonsense!" Song Yanming stood up, "Wu Daoren has been teaching you for ten years, but you still can't get rid of your flaws?"

The smile on the young man's lips became more and more obvious: "I'm sorry, I can't change it."

So this is Song Yizhou!In the future, he will recover the lost land of the sixteen prefectures of Southern Taiwan, and will fight the border line of Bei'an Dynasty to the Hetao area in one fell swoop.

Rong Yu looked at the scene in front of her excitedly, but she didn't expect such a story behind the novel!Song Jia Dalang and Erlang are so at odds!

He quietly put down his wine glass, waiting to see the good show - how the sage Song Yanming will treat his thorny second brother.

Unexpectedly, this Song Yizhou stood up very quickly:

"I'm really sorry for interrupting the family wedding banquet in Pingyang Hou's Mansion. As a brother, you have to give big brother face. I have nothing else to do. I just took what I wanted, and I will leave."

He stretched his hem, Shi Shiran stood up, but walked towards Rong Yu.

Rong Yu's heart is not good.

It wasn't until he grabbed Rong Yu's wrist and forcibly pulled it up that Rong Yu didn't know that the "thing" the other party was talking about was him.He quickly grabbed the edge of the table, refusing to let the other side take him away:

"Hey, hey! Brother, look clearly! I have no grievances with you, have you arrested the wrong person!"

Song Yizhou snorted lightly, regardless of his struggle, and gently moved towards him, Rong Yu's whole body was thrown to his chest like a chicken, and immediately his shoulders tightened, Song Yizhou had already tightly restrained him.

"Brother Rong!" Song Wenyan exclaimed behind him, and he quickly stood up, "Second brother, he is my friend!"

"Friend?" Song Yizhou sneered: "Silly brother! See clearly! This is a man raised by our pious father outside! Our old father, hehe, is far less upright than you think!"

Song Wenyan's eyes widened and he was shocked: "Second brother, what are you talking about?"

Even though Song Yanming could hold back his temper, he couldn't help but have a cold face at the moment: "You bastard! My father's bones are not cold yet, so how can you insult his innocence at will!"

"Do you dare to say that what I said is not true?"

The corners of Song Yanming's lips pursed, already extremely angry.

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