Lonely non-good minister

Song Chun also said such words, and Song Yuan naturally listened carefully, she knew that she was being exalted by Emperor Taikang now, and would definitely be suppressed by King Zhongshan in the future, but that was all for the funeral, she couldn't be afraid for the rest of her life, right? , If you fall, you will fall, at least these things you are doing now can save her life.

Emperor Taikang waved his hands and continued to walk forward: "I was sent to the border guards at the age of 17. I suffered a lot and was raised by the wind, sand and bitter cold. I was only granted a small prince when I was nearly 30 years old, and I was over 56 years old. The chance to return to Jingzhao, who ascended to the throne at the age of [-], is not based on buying people's hearts, but on his numerous meritorious achievements. Being an emperor also depends on administrative ability, not on the ability to win people's hearts."

Song Yuan listened quietly, walked with him for a while, and suddenly said: "Grandpa Huang, grandson's ambition seems to be no longer willing to be a minister."

When she spoke, a gust of cold wind blew towards her face, and Song Yuan didn't know if Emperor Taikang heard it, but he just bent his mouth slightly, turned around to help Song Yuan put on the snow cap, patted her on the back lightly, and then He staggered onto the sedan chair.

Song Yuan didn't continue to follow, but retreated to the side, and waited for the sedan chair to go far away before straightening up.

When they came to the gate of the palace, Wei Yan and several guards greeted him happily: "My lord, my subordinates have heard about it. Congratulations, lord."

They were sincerely happy for Song Yuan, they were people who followed Song Yuan, and Song Yuan made great progress, so their status and status naturally rose accordingly, this is sharing weal and woe.

"No, I can't call you Young Master anymore, I have to change it to Jiuye now."

This proposal was immediately supported, and they changed their words with a smile: "Jiuye."

"Don't, call me old." Song Yuan shook his head modestly: "It's cold, go and call up the other brothers, and I'll take you to drink mutton soup."

They cheered even more, and immediately arranged for a guard to go back to call people after they settled on a place, while the others followed Song Yuan to the soup restaurant and waited.

The cold winter has not yet passed, and the business of the soup restaurant is still very prosperous. Song Yuan got out of the car and went in after the guards went in to set up a private room. He walked through the noisy lobby and passed through the cotton curtain door to the yard behind. There are seven or eight rooms here. Only bamboo curtains were hung, so that people in the house could clearly see the roasted lamb in the yard.

Song Yuan took off his cloak and sat down. Immediately, the waiter brother brought hot water for washing hands and clean handkerchiefs, as well as dried meat, noodles, bread, wine and water. Several tables were full, and the soup pot was also delivered quickly. When it came up, the mutton was rolling inside. The milky white mutton soup was lightly sprinkled with chopped green onion and fine salt. Drinking a bowl would warm the whole body. Roast leg of lamb and mushy boiled lamb ribs were also served. The smell of meat makes people feel confused.

"It's open to eat today." Song Yuan held up the wine cup: "Don't stick to the rules."

Wei Yan picked up the wine cup and yelled: "We congratulate Lord Nine on his promotion every step of the way."

The others followed suit, drank the wine refreshingly, and immediately began to eat and drink. Although the food is good on weekdays, there are very few opportunities to eat meat and drink like this, so they don't hold it.

Song Yuan also ate some, but she didn't eat much, her spleen and stomach were not good, it was all meat that was hard to digest after eating too much, Wei Yan was careful, he didn't just eat and drink for himself, and cut some slightly burnt roast lamb The leg was given to her, and the waiter brother brought some refreshing side dishes.

The meat, soup and vegetables on the table were almost eaten. Seeing them all looking satisfied, Song Yuan said: "This time, we will go to the northwest in a few days. It is a place of bitter cold. You will have to suffer for a few years after following me, but I promise, if I have a bite to eat, I won’t let you only eat soup.”

They all listened carefully, everyone's eyes were shining, Song Yuan lowered his tone slightly: "I think you all know that I have disobeyed the prince many times, I am not sure how much trouble I will have when I go to the northwest, and I am not sure about my future. How far can I go, but there is one thing that needs to be encouraged by you and me, whether it is love or interests, you are the people who are most tightly tied to me."

Wei Yan and the others were stunned by these words, and someone immediately said: "Why is Master Jiu doing this? It is right for subordinates to be loyal and dedicated to Master Jiu. How dare you let Master Jiu condescend to stand on the same level as his subordinates?" Argument?"

The others nodded one after another. They didn't dare to think that they were equal to Song Yuan. They were subordinates, and they were people who signed a death contract with the palace. It is a great kindness for them to provide them with the opportunity to be prosperous and prosperous, and it is only natural for them to be loyal to the son.

Song Yuan waved his hand: "I am single and weak, and the only ones I can trust and rely on are you, so I don't regard you as my subordinates. We should be brothers who support each other and allies who advance and retreat together."

Such words moved them in fear, and they all knelt down immediately: "Master Jiu has praised us like this, and the subordinates really have nothing to repay us. We can only surrender our bodies and lives, and let Master Jiu drive us around."

They showed their loyalty, Song Yuan got up and helped them up one by one: "My wealth and life are also hanging on you."

Song Yuan returned to his seat and picked up the wine cup again: "This cup is for you all."

She drank the wine readily, and Wei Yan and the others immediately picked up the wine cups and drank it all in one gulp. After the meal, when they went out, the joy on the faces of the others was very obvious. When it came to Wei Yan, he would wake up even when the cold wind blew After a few minutes, he seemed to be tangled and hesitant.

Song Yuanquan pretended not to see it, she knew what Wei Yan was thinking at the moment, he was Song Run's personal guard, he had been favored and promoted by Song Chun and Song Run, if he had a drink tonight, if he cared about Song Chunhe again Song Run's good thing is to betray Song Yuan. He is nostalgic for the old love, and he can't get over the barrier in his heart for a while, but he is not stupid. He knows that Song Yuan will have friction with Song Chun and Song Run sooner or later. Who will be the old master and the new master? It's hard for him to decide which is more important.

After returning to the mansion, the steward was waiting at the door early, and when he saw them coming back, his face was full of smiles, and he followed Song Yuan to report: "I heard that the son was appointed as an official, and the servant congratulated the son, and many adults sent people to send them off. The servants dare not dispose of generous presents, so they leave a message waiting for the young master to make a decision."

"Well." Song Yuan went into the room and looked at the exquisite boxes filled with bright halls: "I have already prepared a return gift in my room, and I will let Wei Yan give it to you later, and all the famous officials and dignitaries in Jingzhao City will send one The share, it means the meaning of father and king."

This is a lucrative errand, and the steward immediately responded with a smile on his face: "Thank you, my lord, I will definitely finish the errand well."

Song Yuan looked at him: "Don't miss anyone, you will offend them."

"Don't worry, my lord, this slave will definitely handle things properly." The steward assured with a happy face.