Ninefold Purple

The upper room of the Yinggong Mansion is located on the middle road of the Yinggongfu. It is a house with five rooms and four entrances. Come out and walk through a sloping alley planted with green bamboos.

He walked into the courtyard and saw his mother, who was tall, elegant and graceful, with a strong and proud look on her brows, standing on the steps with a dazed look at the camphor tree in the corner of the courtyard.

The sachet in Song Mo's hand was instantly like a ball of burning flames, burning hot.

This camphor tree was sent from Fujian by my uncle on my mother’s 30th birthday.

"You're here!" Mrs. Jiang greeted her son with a smile, and sat down on the stone bench under the grape arbor. [

The vines had just sprouted, and the bright spring sunshine shone on her face through the sparse branches, and there were a few silver threads in the originally black and shiny hair.

Song Mo's heart was sore, and he walked behind his mother while the maid was serving tea and water, smiled and pressed his mother's shoulder, and said affectionately: "Mother, you have gray hair, let me pull it out for you." ?”

Mrs. Jiang pursed her lips and smiled, looking at the long silver thread in her son's hand, she said half with emotion and half with relief: "You are going to marry a daughter-in-law, mother should be old too!"

No matter how calm and introverted Ren Song Mo was, he was only a 13-year-old boy. His face flushed immediately, and he called "Mother" embarrassingly.

The son's rare embarrassment pleased Jiang, she smiled and asked Song Mo: "How old is that girl you met in Zhending?"

It can be seen that she is a bold, careful, smart girl who can make her son feel embarrassed.

"Why are you asking this?" Song Mo blushed even more, and shouted disapprovingly. "They have already made an appointment!"

As soon as the words fell, both mother and son were taken aback.

The wind blows through the grape trellis, and the tender green buds shake tremblingly in the spring breeze.

Song Mo was extremely embarrassed.

My mother just asked curiously, why he said such a sentence by accident.

Think about it.He only felt that his face was burning hot, and he was even more uncomfortable. He said: "Mr. Yan suggested that I make friends with Wei Tingyu. I also think this is a good idea. I was thinking about how to tell Zong Yao and find a way to get to know this acquaintance."

Jiang smiled meaningfully.

She felt a little pity in her heart, but she knew that if she continued speaking, she would inevitably insult the reputation of the girl's family.

Song Mo couldn't help but look around and said, "Where's Daddy? Why didn't you see him?"

"He went to the third princess's mansion." She followed her son to change the subject, "Your father dare not invite the prince to come forward, for fear of hurting the prince, he wants to invite the third princess to test the emperor's tone." So far.She became depressed, "Since the emperor refuses to release the letter of protection for your uncle, I have discussed it with Mr. Min, then I will invite those who have been with your uncle to submit a letter to impeach your uncle... just It's too late to show up on weekdays, lest the emperor become suspicious... I'm afraid the emperor has already made up his mind. No matter what we do, it will be futile..."

The third princess, Enrong, was born of the Shen family in the Yuan Dynasty. She is the emperor's eldest daughter and is much loved by the emperor.

The son-in-law Shi Chonglan is the younger brother of Changxing Marquis Shi Duanlan, and has a very good relationship with the Duke of England.

Is this useful? [

How about taking care of Wang Yuan, the great eunuch next to the emperor?

Song Mo thought, and nodded indiscriminately.

The atmosphere suddenly became dull.

Song Mo squeezed the kit in his palm, and after a while he mustered up the courage to call "Mother", and said in a low voice, "I have something to tell you..."

"What?" Jiang raised her head, her eyes were still blank.Obviously he didn't hear what his son said just now.

Song Mo took a breath, and was about to repeat what he said just now to his mother. Who knew that his mother had regained her spirits, and said seriously, "I want to marry your cousin Hanzhu from your second uncle's family for you. What do you think?"

He opened his eyes wide, then slowly pursed his lips.

Jiang Shi secretly sighed in his heart.The voice seemed a little indifferent because of reason: "I know, you have played well with your cousin Xiexiu from your fourth uncle's family since you were young, but your cousin Xiexiu is a concubine. Although our family doesn't care, your father is a very important concubine. People, first of all, your father will not pass the test. Your second uncle left early, leaving only your cousin, and the others are still taken care of by father and brother. ..."

Song Mo lowered his head slightly.

Cousin Hanzhu likes Yin Zhi, the eldest aunt's nephew who practices martial arts in Jiang's house.

Grandma and great aunt all know it.For this reason, the eldest aunt threw Yin Zhi to the uncle's barracks, and said to him: "Our Jiang family girls don't marry cowards. If you want to marry Hanzhu, you can use military merit as the dowry."

When Yin Zhi left, he gave Cousin Hanzhu a golden hairpin, which was the one that asked him to hand it to Cousin Hanzhu.

But in the face of life and death, what is the affection of these children?

The sun was shining on his face, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids.

"Marriage matters should be decided by parents." He said softly, as soft as the spring breeze on the Buddha's face, "I will listen to my mother!"

Her son, who had always had his own opinions since he was a child, and never listened to others, suddenly said such words, which deeply hurt Jiang Shi, and made her stop abruptly, as if she had lost something.

Feeling Jiang's sadness, Song Mo held his mother's hand: "Mother, I don't feel wronged." He comforted his mother, "Cousin Hanzhu is also very good, she can bend a bow when she mounts a horse, and can run a book when she dismounts. Come here, mother also has a companion... I will tell my father that I have a crush on cousin Hanzhu, so that he can't object." He said, smiling at his mother.

That smile was bright and bright, like the rising sun, without any worries.

Jiang's tears fell down.

None of this is worth shedding tears!

Song Mo pursed his lips, and took out the bag that had been clutched in his hand: "Mother, this is what Xu Qing just sent..."

Before he could say anything, Mrs. Jiang hastily grabbed the kit. [

A strip of paper is as thin as two fingers wide, yet weighs as much as a thousand catties.

Jiang looked at it once, wiped her eyes, and looked at it again.Then he looked up at his son, his face was already pale: "Is it true?" His voice was hoarse, and his eyes seemed a little distracted.

Song Mo nodded cruelly.

Jiang felt dizzy and didn't know where she was.

A burst of laughter gradually approached.The second son's childish voice came clearly: "Hurry up, hurry up, I want to show my mother."

She collected herself.Taking the handkerchief from the eldest son, he hastily wiped away his tears.

Song Mo also sat up straight.

When Song Han, who was holding a bow and arrow, ran over, his mother and elder brother were sitting gracefully at the stone table under the grape arbor, drinking tea.

He took his mother's hand and acted coquettishly: "Mother, mother, look, look!"

The servant who came over knelt on the ground and raised the red lacquer plate high up in his hand.

A fat golden pheasant was placed on the lacquer plate.The arrow is inserted obliquely on the back of the golden pheasant, revealing the snow-white arrow feathers.

"I'm better than my brother, right?" Song Han looked at his brother triumphantly, "My brother only went hunting with his fifth uncle when he was ten years old!"

He is only eight years old this year, five years younger than Song Mo.

Mrs. Jiang barely showed a happy face, and praised her youngest son: "Yes. Our Tianen is much better than my brother!"

Tian En is Song Han's childhood name.

Although he was very sad, Song Han's innocent words made Song Mo feel a lot lighter.

This should be the golden pheasant raised in the back garden at home.

The younger brother couldn't even draw the bow specially made for him, how could he shoot so deep?

Most likely, he was driven to him by those boys, and then shot at the golden pheasant.

It's also possible that the boys had shot the golden pheasant long ago, and when the younger brother shot indiscriminately into the grass, they ran to pull out the golden pheasant that had been hidden in the grass ...

Whether it is the former or the latter, he intends to disappoint his brother.

"It's pretty good!" Song Mo laughed, "The blue is better than the blue because of the blue."

Song Han was even more proud. He pointed to the golden pheasant on the lacquer plate and told the boy loudly: "Throw it on the stove. Ask the woman on the stove to add more dishes tonight."

The boy bowed and retreated holding the lacquer tray.

He sat down next to his mother, and stretched like a little adult: "I'm really tired today!"

Both Jiang Shi and Song Mo showed faint smiles.

Song Han turned his eyes, jumped off the stone pier, and said, "Mother, I want to go back and change my clothes."

"Go!" Mrs. Jiang still had important matters to discuss with her eldest son, and she smiled and instructed the daughter-in-law and maid who served Song Han.When the figure of the second son disappeared at the door, her smile also slowly disappeared.

"Heavenly gift!" She opened her mouth and her eyes sparkled, "Does Mr. Min know? I'll go to your place later and discuss with Mr. Min, Mr. Luo, and Mr. Yan what to do!" Her voice was calm and calm. down.

Mr. Min is my uncle's staff member. After my uncle's accident, he came here from Fujian.

Mr. Luo is the staff member of the uncle who stays at home, helping the fifth uncle to deal with the general affairs of the family.

Although Mr. Yan used to be the uncle's staff, he followed him in the early years, and he was regarded as a member of the British government. Mr. Min and Mr. Luo are the main uncle's affairs.

Song Mo was very proud that his mother didn't collapse.

He respectfully responded, and after an appointment with his mother, he withdrew.

Sitting there with limp hands and feet, Jiang's mind went blank.

Song Mo saw his younger brother hiding under the thick juniper at the door and waving at him.

He smiled and walked over.

"Brother," Song Han looked at Song Mo worriedly, and said in a low voice, "Is uncle going to jail?"

Although both myself and my mother kept my younger brother a secret, the uncle's matter had already caused a lot of trouble in the city, and my younger brother was very smart, so I must have known it already, if I kept it secret, my younger brother would only feel fooled, so it was better to tell him the truth.

"Don't listen to people talking nonsense." Song Mo thought for a while, and said, "Uncle is only being questioned now, so it's fine if you explain clearly." Then he said with a smile: "Not everyone is qualified to go to prison!" I want to adjust atmosphere.

Song Han carefully looked at his brother's expression.

The elder brother raised his eyebrows, with a bit of interest in his eyes.

He couldn't help but blushed, and ran away quickly: "I know!"

The crisp voice floated in the sky, making Song Mo smile.

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Sisters, brothers, it’s a bit late, sorry, I’ve been stuck on the text, hesitating how to write... Make up for the update on the 20th, and then go to the code to add more updates today... o(n_n)o~

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