Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Rong Yu was placed in a guest room in Xiyuan. The room was small and the environment was simple. Apart from simple beds, tables and cabinets, there were only a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and a horn goblet with cypress branches placed on the table. With embellishments, there is no aura of wealth and nobility in the Hou Mansion, but fortunately, it is clean and tidy, and Rong Yu is quite satisfied.

Later, another servant brought over a food box.

Rong Yu opened the lid and saw that there was a bowl of japonica rice porridge, a stack of stewed beef, and a few side dishes inside.

Not exactly hospitality, but you can't fault it either.

In modern times, although he is a master of mergers and acquisitions, he also likes cooking in private. Cooking is the most enjoyable art for him. He has won countless gold awards in domestic and foreign A-level competitions, A tongue is already tricky enough.

However, the situation was stronger than others, and after a noisy afternoon, he was really hungry, so he could only put out the food and start eating slowly.

This unpalatable meal took a lot of effort.

After the meal, someone came to pass the news again, saying that Master Hou invited him to the front hall.

Rong Yu became a little more defensive, he understood that Song Yanming's easy way to let him into the Marquis' Mansion was just a stopgap measure in order to slow down the worsening of the situation, the most important thing was how to deal with it behind closed doors.

——It wasn't that Rong Yu followed others into the Marquis's mansion rashly, but one was that he had no choice but to trust his beast-like intuition.

Secondly, the laws of the Northern An Dynasty were strict, and the princes and generals did not have any right to execute civilians arbitrarily, especially now that the sage never forgets to beat "the monarch and ministers, high and low, follow the law, and the country is governed." He made such a fuss at the door, let So many people saw him enter the Hou Mansion with their own eyes, they just didn't want to be dealt with in a muddle-headed manner.

In the end, he believed in Song Yanming. This person was too great and upright, and he was not the kind of person who did insidious things at all.

But no matter how you say it, it's better to be careful, he still had a little more precaution in his heart, thought for a moment, then followed the boy to the front hall.

I thought that Director Qi deliberately buried himself and arranged such a simple guest room, but I didn't expect that the entire Pingyang Marquis Mansion followed this ancient minimalist style, and it was almost impossible to see that it was the regulation that a Marquis Mansion should have, yes, The entire Pingyang Marquis Mansion lacked a hostess for a long time, and Director Qi was a rough man, so the mansion naturally lacked meticulous care.

Besides, the Pingyang Hou Mansion, from Song Lao Hou Ye to Song Yanming, is a group of honest and rigid characters. Accepting bribes is an illegal thing, except for the routine salary of the court, there is no other income. Apart from the supreme honor, the mansion of a country's marquis is actually not as luxurious as the mansion of an ordinary official.

TM's pedantic, pedantic, Rong Yu silently slapped his thigh in his heart, hating iron for being weak.

Soon, the servant brought Rong Yu to the front hall. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Yanming sitting on the grand teacher's chair in the middle of the hall. He had already changed into a moon white soap robe. People are even more negative about the bright moon and clear wind.

Tsk tsk, this is a skin that can play among the flowers, but it must be that kind of self-restraining Confucian orthodoxy.

Thinking this way, Rong Yu nodded slightly: "Master Hou."

Song Yanming put down the tea bowl on his lips, and pointed to the next seat for him: "Please sit down."

After Rong Yu sat down, she found that besides Song Yanming and Manager Qi, there was an old man sitting at the bottom of the hall.

There was an old medical box next to the old man, and Rong Yu's heart skipped a beat. She was in a bad mood, and sure enough, she saw Director Qi with a smile on his face and said:

"Mr. Rong, this is Doctor Xun, the most famous doctor in Huichun Hall in our capital. Just now, when I was outside, the old slave gave you no winks. I was afraid that the son's flesh and blood would be hindered, so I specially invited Doctor Xun to come over for Mr. Rong." Pregnancy safe!"

Anti-birth?I'm afraid it's to check the authenticity of his stomach!

Rong Yu sneered in her heart, but said gratefully on her face: "It's rare that Mr. Qi has a heart."

He glanced at Song Yanming, who was drinking tea by himself with a teacup, as if he was a person who stayed out of the matter, with a little white air floating in the tea bowl, making his heroic eyebrows hazy.

Rong Yu simply smashed the jar, walked straight over, and sat next to Dr. Xun.

"Doctor Lao is here."

Dr. Xun smiled: "Please, Mr. Rongyu, reach out your hand."

Rong Yu raised his hand and pulled the cuff, revealing a section of white and greasy arm, and said with a smile: "Doctor Xun needs to see clearly."

"Of course, my lord, but don't worry..."

Dr. Xun let out a breath slowly, put his fingers on his pulse with his right hand, squeezed his beard with his left hand, closed his eyes, and before he could think for a moment, Rong Yu's expression changed suddenly, he covered his mouth with his hand, and the whole body The person rolled over and retched for a while, before retching, he retched again and again.

After such a long time, Rong Yu patted his chest and smiled embarrassedly: "This child, you have made trouble with me and delayed Dr. Xun's pulse diagnosis."

"No problem, no problem." Dr. Xun smiled understandingly.

Rong Yu stretched out his hand again, but just as the other party touched his veins, there was another burst of violent retching, which was like a pregnant woman who was suffering from pain, Dr. Xun and Director Qi all looked different Only Song Yanming drank tea as if nothing happened.

After making a fuss for a while, Rong Yu patted his chest weakly with tears in his eyes, and his voice was weak:

"The baby in my stomach is really tossing too much. I can't stop for a moment. We were afraid of doctors since we were young. Maybe this child will follow me. You see, I feel weak when you touch me. Forget it, don't feel the pulse." It's okay, I guess it's nothing serious, just trouble the doctor to prescribe some tranquilizing anti-fetal medicine."

Manager Qi couldn't help but said angrily: "You are obviously—"

"Okay!" Song Yanming, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke. He put down the teacup, stood up, and said softly to Dr. Xun, "I'm sorry to bother you, Dr. Xun."

Dr. Xun didn't see anything at all, and went back just like that out of nowhere, but he was quick-witted, so he didn't say anything, he just replied:

"Master Hou is serious."

Song Yanming and Director Qi ordered: "Uncle Qi, you must send Dr. Xun back properly."

Director Qi bowed his head and said yes, he gave Rong Yu a dark look, and then invited Dr. Xun out of the front hall.

Only Song Yanming and Rong Yu were left in the hall, and the air suddenly became quiet. Seeing that the situation was not good, Rong Yu shouted haha ​​while moving towards the door.

"Look at this tossing, I should go back to my house to have a baby, haha."

"Wait." Song Yanming said behind him, "I know you are not pregnant."

Rong Yu knew that she couldn't hide it from the other party, so now she just bites to death:

"Who dares to say that I am not pregnant."

Song Yanming stopped arguing with him about it, and only asked him suddenly,

"Are you Chongmo's younger brother?"

"Ah?" Rong Yu couldn't think of who Chong Mo was for a moment, and after a moment of sluggishness, she realized that it was Rong Changfeng's character, and immediately nodded, "Yes."

Yes, at this juncture, Song Yanming should have passed the meeting with Rong Chang.

It's just that he doesn't know if the other party knows about the relationship between Rong Changfeng and him, and he doesn't remember some details of the original work very clearly. He only knows that Song Yanming cherishes his talents, and after meeting Rong Changfeng, he cares for him. In the future, it will still be a major driving force in the road of Rong Changfeng's first assistant.

Song Yanming looked at Rong Yu with a pair of calm eyes, as if he could see right through his mind.

"As you wish, the Marquis of Pingyang can accommodate you."

She didn't expect her intentions to be seen through so quickly by the other party. Rong Yu was a little afraid of Song Yanming. It seemed that in front of this person, it was difficult for him to play the familiar rogue, so he simply admitted:

"Really?"

"of course."

Rong Yu was overjoyed, but he knew that there must be no free lunch in the world, and he saw Song Yanming again and said, "However, there is a condition."

"... under what conditions?"

"Never see Rong Chongmo again."

So simple!

Rong Yu almost showed an expression of ecstasy - it turned out that the other party already knew about the shitty thing about him falling in love with Brother Rong Changfeng, and they were rushing to stop it right now.

Rong Yu wanted to suppress the joy in his heart, but no matter how he suppressed it, Rong Yu couldn't help laughing, and agreed without hesitation: "Okay!"

Afraid that Song Yanming would not believe it, Rong Yu pointed at the sky and cursed: "If I see him again, go out two hundred yards!"

Song Yanming was slightly taken aback, looked at him for a while, but didn't say anything, the biggest stone in Rong Yu's heart fell, he didn't care what the Hou Ye thought of him, he probably thought why Rong Changfeng thought of such a heartless and shameless person characters.

The last thing Rong Yu cared about was his posthumous name, he knew Song Yanming's intentions.

Needless to say about Rong Changfeng's talent, Song Yanming has long been interested in recruiting him for the court, and the two are close friends, so it makes sense that Song Yanming will protect him.

Now that Rong Changfeng has such a big scandal, if someone digs it out in the future, not to mention becoming an official, he may even be deprived of his status as a son.

Those who cherish talents and friends like Song Yanming naturally do not allow such a thing to happen.

Rong Yu was analyzing happily, and heard Song Yanming say seriously: "The Marquis Mansion has its own laws and regulations. Since you stay in the mansion, everything must follow the rules, otherwise, I will not forgive you lightly."

Rong Yu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I will never cause trouble for the Hou family, and I will absolutely keep myself safe, please rest assured, Lord Hou!"

"... let's go rest."

Song Yanming seemed unwilling to stay with him any longer, so he quickly stood up and went out of the hall.

Rong Yu raised his middle finger at his back, thinking to himself, you despise me, I still don't want to talk to your hypocritical Wei Guangzheng, but he is curious, does Song Yanming know the secret now?

Rong Yu watched the moon-white figure disappear at the end of the mansion, and suddenly felt the pleasure of God looking down on all living beings.