Ninefold Purple

Song Han didn't expect that he could follow his elder brother to offer incense to his mother. With a few traces of rosiness on his pale face, he called out "brother" timidly, unable to hide the excitement between his brows.

Song Mo felt sore in his heart and patted his shoulder lightly.

Song Han grinned for a while.

Song Mo's eyes turned cold, and he said sharply, "What's wrong?"

Song Han lowered his head and said "it's okay" sullenly. [

Song Mo sneered, and pulled off his collar abruptly.

The two purple marks of Haloxylon lay ferociously on Song Han's shoulders.

"He hit you!" Veins appeared on Song Mo's forehead, and a cold light shone in his bright eyes.

"No, no." Song Han murmured, "I accidentally bumped into it myself." He looked a little panicked, "Really, I bumped into it myself." As if he was afraid that Song Mo would conflict with his father, he hurriedly He held Song Mo's hand tightly, and there was pleading in his eyes.

There was a glint of water in the corner of Song Mo's eyes.

He was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "If he hits you again, you will beg for mercy loudly while running - he wants to save face the most, and he definitely doesn't want to let others know. Don't just stand there and let it go." He messes around."

He seemed to feel the heart-piercing pain when his father's whip fell on his back that day... He hugged his younger brother's shoulders tightly.

"I see!" Song Han smiled at Song Mo, his smile was pale and weak, and Dou Zhao couldn't help wondering if Song Yichun really hit him again, would it be because he had the courage to resist as Song Mo said.

Song Mo ordered Chen He to fetch two bottles of high-quality Jinchuang medicine, then pointed to Dou Zhao and said, "Your sister-in-law!" He motioned him to salute Dou Zhao.

Song Han stepped forward shyly, saluted respectfully, and called "sister-in-law".

Dou Zhao rewarded him with a purse containing 20 taels of silver bills, and said with a smile, "I'll buy you snacks."

Song Han immediately realized that there were bank notes in his purse, and hurriedly said, "I don't want it!"

Song Mo said with a smile: "You take what sister-in-law gave you. If you can't find me for anything in the future, go and tell your sister-in-law."

Song Han gave a "hmm", accepted the purse, and looked at Dou Zhao full of curiosity.

Dou Zhao smiled kindly at him, supported by Song Mo, and got into the carriage.

Song Han and Song Mo got on their horses, followed Dou Zhao's carriage on the right and left, and left the alley of the British government.

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The ancestral tomb of the Song family is located in Daxing County, a place with mountains and rivers behind it. There are loyal servants who followed the ancestors of the Song family after the Southern and Northern Wars to guard the tomb here. They have multiplied for hundreds of years. A small village was formed, called Songjiazhuang.

When Dou Zhao and others arrived, Songjiazhuang Zhuangtou, who had received the letter early, took the lead in welcoming the whole village, old and young. [

Song Mo and Song Han got off their horses, chatted cordially with Zhuangtou, and then accompanied by several elders, they went up the hill with sacrifices of whole pigs and sheep.

Wearing a veiled hat, Dou Zhao, supported by Su Lan and Su Xin, followed behind Song Mo.

The tombs of white marble are clean and tidy, and they are cleaned every year.

Song Mo and the others offered incense to Mrs. Jiang, and Song Mo stood on the top of Mrs. Jiang's grave and muttered for a while, before they descended the hill.

Zhuangtou left them for lunch.

Song Mo politely refused: "I have to go to the palace to work in the afternoon. When the winter solstice comes, I will come and offer incense to my mother."

Zhuangtou kept saying that Song Mo was filial, with a very courteous attitude, and sent them out of Songjiazhuang.

Song Mo smiled and asked Song Han: "Is there any place you particularly want to visit? I will give you half a day off today and let Chen He accompany you to play for half a day."

Song Han's eyes lit up, but after hesitating for a while, he finally said, "I'm with brother!"

Song Mo chuckled, and said, "It's going to be a long time in the future. If you pass this village, you won't have this shop anymore. You have to think about it, whether to accompany your brother, or go to Dongdajie, Baiyun Temple, and Daxiangguo Temple." Then he didn't wait. Song Han said with a smile, "Go, let Chen He go out with you, and if you see something you like, brother will pay for it for you." He also tempted him, "You don't want to buy a roast like Gu Yu? Enamel paperweights? Take this opportunity to go to Yubaoxuan to see if there is any suitable one." Then he joked, "I think there must be Jifen Pavilion, but people say that our brother went to Dou's house just after your sister-in-law came in. The autumn wind, Jifen Pavilion, forget it."

Song Han still wants to resign.

Song Mo sighed: "Brother can help you now, that's all. We'll wait for you in the Zuixian Tower. After you've picked out something, go directly to the Zuixian Tower."

Seeing that Song Mo spoke sincerely, Song Han's eyes turned red, and he asked Dou Zhao shyly and flatteringly: "Is there anything my sister-in-law wants to buy, may I bring it back for you?"

"Before I got married, I beat my father hard," Dou Zhao joked, "I really can't think of anything to buy now. When I think it over, you can't take it off then!"

"No, no!" Song Han quickly assured, his expression was very serious, but Dou Zhao couldn't say anything more.

Song Mo gave the horse to Chen He, and he got into Dou Zhao's carriage by himself.

A group of people separated on the official road.

Song Han was accompanied by Chen He into the city, and they went to the farm bestowed on Song Mo by the emperor.

Yan Chaoqing had arrived early and led a group of people to wait in the yard.

In addition to the familiar faces of Lu Ming and Xia Lian, Dou Zhao also saw a tall and thin man like a heron, who was said to be Liao Bifeng, another of Song Mo's staff; there was also a handsome middle-aged man named Zhong Bingxiang, who had just returned from Guangdong rushed over, he is Song Mo's big shopkeeper in Guangdong Thirteen...

Everyone performed the ceremony of master and servant, Song Mo left Zhong Bingxiang behind, and he told Zhong Bingxiang: "From now on, the proceeds from the shop in Quanzhou will be handed over to Madam directly."

The shop in Quanzhou has the best income among all the shops. [

Zhong Bingxiang respectfully replied "Here", and couldn't help but look at Dou Zhao more than once before retreating.

Now that they are married, the expenditures of the inner court and the outer court should be clearly distinguished.

Dou Zhao readily accepted.

Song Mo took her to the backyard.

A thin, white, and very ordinary-looking young man came out of the woods.

"This is Du Wei." Song Mo introduced to Dou Zhao implicitly, "In the past, he was from Dingguo's mansion. Uncle Zai handed him over to me, and now he helps me manage several shops in the capital."

Dou Zhao understood immediately.

This person was helping Song Mo inquire about news, he was one of Song Mo's trump cards, and he was Song Mo's darkest power.

"Your Majesty!" Her eyes were dull and her chest was bulging, like a dam full of water, and if she was not careful, the river would overflow.

Song Mo made a needless gesture and said, "Since you and I are husband and wife, there are certain things that should not be hidden from you."

Dou Zhao was afraid that his own tears would fall, so he turned his face away.

This kind of Dou Zhao made Song Mo feel strange but inexplicable palpitations, like when he did his homework well when he was a child, he was praised generously by his mother, with a bit of joy, this inexplicable feeling came so hard Hurry up, let him not know for a while if it is good, so he had to hide and joke: "If you have anything, you can also tell Du Wei. Lest you fold yourself in like a blind man, and return If you want me to rescue you, I am doing it for my own good..."

The beautiful young man in front of him is obviously so kind to him, but he always looks like he is afraid that he will not accept it, that he feels that his self-esteem will be hurt, and he tries his best to downplay his kindness... Could it be that he behaved poorly? So let him have little confidence in himself?

Dou Zhao suddenly felt that there was no need for her previous forbearance to be brought to the British government. The thought flashed across her mind, she immediately relaxed, and her chest was full of joy. She couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said, "Don't worry , I am very timid, if you touch something like this, you will definitely be pushed to the front, and there will be very few opportunities to fold yourself in, and I am afraid you will not have a chance to work hard!"

Song Mo thought that she had saved him from death, and forced him to have no way out, so he blushed slightly, but he didn't refute this sentence.

Although Du Wei was responsible for helping Song Mo with information, Song Mo might not let others see what happened to him.Du Wei didn't know why Song Mo would acquiesce to this sentence, but he could feel Song Mo's trust in Dou Zhao, and this kind of trust was not ordinary trust, but the kind of trust that could leave the back to the other party .

He couldn't help giving Dou Zhao a surprised look, and lowered his head deeply.

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Coming out of the farm, Dou Zhao said with a smile: "It's getting late, we have to hurry to the Zuixian Tower, if the second master arrives, it will be troublesome!"

"What kind of second master is he, you can just call him by his baby name." Song Mo smiled, "Chen He will deal with it if there is anything, and nothing will happen."

Dou Zhao knew that calling Song Han like this was a bit ostentatious, but as long as she thought that Song Mo might fall out with Song Han one day, for some reason, she couldn't get close to Song Han.

Maybe, after she finds out why Song Yichun treats Song Mo like this, she will change her mind about Song Han?

Dou Zhao thought about it, and went to Zuixianlou with Song Mo.

Song Mo told her: "I booked a private room in Zuixianlou, and we will go back after lunch."

"Is this okay?" Dou Zhao was taken aback.

Song Mo smiled slyly and said, "It's rare to visit the door, you can't have fun, you have to eat and drink, right?"

Just like when he took himself along the alley of Jiangmi Lane, he could see the Six Departments of Yamen.

Today, he took himself to Zuixianlou for dinner.

Dou Zhao smiled and said "Okay", turned his back, wiped the corners of his eyes quietly, adjusted his makeup, and then got out of the carriage with Song Mo.

In her previous life, she had only heard of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, but she had never set foot there.

Song Han hasn't arrived yet.

Song Moding’s elegant room is called Canghai Pavilion, which is on the top floor of Zuixianlou. There is a full set of mahogany furniture, porcelain from Ru kiln and Ding kiln, authentic calligraphy and paintings by famous masters in the previous dynasty, silk sand curtains weaving tribute from Jiangnan, and open fans. Half of Kyoto is in sight.

Excellent location, valuable furnishings, although it is the first time for Dou Zhao to foresee how luxurious it would be to have a meal here.

Song Mo pointed to a faintly visible street in the distance to show him: "Whenever the emperor moves from the Forbidden Palace to Xiyuan to escape the summer heat, he will pass by there. Many people specially set up Canghai Pavilion to watch Yujia... ..."

"Can you see it clearly?" Dou Zhao smiled, but his eyes fell on a crowded roasted seeds and nuts shop opposite the Zuixian Tower.

Sisters and brothers, here comes the second watch, please ask for a pink ticket!

o(n_n)o~

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