The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

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"Prince An, come on, keep drinking and keep drinking!"

In Anqu Building, a group of children from aristocratic families surrounded Xie Cheng, all of them extremely enthusiastic.

Xie Cheng was poured down cup by cup, and soon began to feel dizzy when looking at people. He looked around at the faces around him, and the first thing he saw was Prince Rong who was smiling all over his face. It is some noble descendants.

I was so happy for a moment!He has been shackled in this capital since he was a child, and he has also dealt with these royal family children and descendants of the Hou family since he was a child.

These people's eyes are high above the top, and they have never had a good face towards him and Xie Yunran. Although they dare not be too much on the bright side, the contempt in their eyes is like a needle piercing his heart.

But now, when his father returned to Beijing, these people all gathered together, trying to curry favor with him one by one, wanting to please him like a dog, it was extremely ridiculous and ironic!

After holding the wine glass, followed Xu and Wei snakes, the banquet lasted until the middle of the night before there was any sign of it breaking up.

Song Haoyan had been drinking with him all the time, looking at Xie Cheng, hesitant to speak several times, he wanted to take the opportunity of toasting to talk to him, but he didn't have the chance to come forward at all, Xie Cheng was surrounded by fawning people, The atmosphere was so lively that there wasn't even a crack left.

"Okay...today...that's it... let's go here, everyone is gone." Xie Cheng stuck his tongue out and stood up in a drunken mess.

The waiter next to him came up with quite a wink, and his voice was loud: "Which of the nobles will pay the bill?"

Rong Wang Shizi slapped the little girl on the head, and he couldn't speak clearly when he was drunk: "Will you still be able to rely on this meal? As for asking us to pay the bill like a ghost?"

Xiaoer was beaten up like this, and he was wronged and resented for a while. These young masters and sons are all famous, and their families are all high-ranking officials, but their reputation for virtue has never been very good. I've been to several restaurants in Beijing, not to mention when I'm completely drunk now.

Usually it's fine, a loss is a blessing, more things are worse than less things, but if they take advantage of this account today, the shopkeeper will have to kill him to vent his anger!
He was unhappy and complained quite a bit, but Xiaoer didn't dare to show it, and flattered him.

Song Haoyan was anxious on the sidelines, since King An returned to the capital, Xie Cheng's status had risen, and he was very popular in Beijing for a while, so he couldn't find a chance to be alone with Xie Cheng.

Xie Cheng had promised him to give him a hand before, but now this matter seems to have been forgotten by Xie Cheng.

Thinking of this, Song Haoyan gritted his teeth, and took the initiative to say: "Everyone, today's account will be charged to my account. It's rare to have a happy drink, so I will treat it as Song's invitation to you."

As soon as he said this, he really attracted the attention of the audience. Prince Rong reacted quickly, laughed loudly, and grabbed Song Haoyan's shoulders: "Mr. I like it, hand it in!"

Prince Rong was tall, and Song Haoyan felt uncomfortable being surrounded by him like this, but the words of Prince Rong finally gave him a sense of belonging among this group of people.

Originally, his identity had nothing to do with this group of people. Even Xie Cheng would not be able to integrate into the circle of King Rong's son, and he was looked down upon by all kinds. If he hadn't gotten close to Xie Cheng before, King Rong would just The son and the others wanted to establish a good relationship with Xie Cheng and approach them proactively. Song Haoyan entrusted Xie Cheng's blessing to be able to sit at the same table with them.

But even though he was sitting at the same table, no one paid any attention to him. Like a transparent person, he was in an awkward situation, and no one responded to his words when they fell on the floor.

Standing up to pay the bill now has won the favor of Prince Rong's son.

Prince Rong's son obviously has the right to speak among this group of people. When everyone heard what he said, they also came together to joke and praise Song Haoyan.

Song Haoyan felt that what he did just now was really good at dancing with long sleeves and excellent means. Even if he failed to talk to Xie Cheng, he felt it was worth it. Watching Xie Cheng and the others leave the restaurant, Song Haoyan stood by the table, his waist straighter than usual Straighter, head held high, chin raised high, extremely proud.

As long as he can break into this circle and establish a good relationship with these young masters, won't he have a bright future and be promoted step by step?

Xiao Er was watching his expression from the side, mocking in his heart, but on his face he was watching his heart, and didn't show it at all.

At the foot of the Son of Heaven, high-ranking officials and nobles are everywhere. Even if you eat noodles, it is likely that the people who share a table are all high-ranking parents and officials.

He doesn't know how many people like this Young Master Song he sees every day.

"Mr. Song, for today's meal, you need a total of 18 taels of silver. I'll round it up for you. Let's count it as 18 taels."

The mistress was enthusiastic, nodded and bowed, and greeted him with a smile.It was comforting to look at, but the numbers reported out of his mouth really made him uncomfortable.

18 taels?How can it be so expensive?

Dayu's prices are considered high, but ten taels of silver is enough for a family's annual expenses. Their meal is only a few dishes and a few cups of wine on the table, since it costs nearly 20 taels of silver? ? ?
Xiao Er couldn't wait for Song Haoyan to move, and gradually understood what was happening in his heart, and looked at Song Haoyan with even more disdain.

The co-author is a poor ghost?Or a poor ghost with a swollen face to pretend to be fat?Looking at the appearance of the person wearing it, he couldn't even get 20 taels of silver!
He flicked his sleeves, sneered, and said again: "Do you think you are silver or a bank note?"

Song Haoyan was the most sensitive to the eyes of others. Although the little girl covered it up a bit, he still let him see some clues. His face turned darker for a while, and a bit of hostility flashed in his eyes.

What he hates the most is being looked down upon by others!
It's just a little girl, a pariah, who dares to look down on him!Ah!Sooner or later, he will kill this little girl!

He was not angry, but when he went out, he really didn't bring so much money with him, even if he didn't want to, he had to endure the shame and send someone back to the palace to advance some money in advance.

Although the Huaiyin Palace is not short of money, the most taboo thing is extravagance and waste. Therefore, his monthly money is not much, plus he has no restraint and no plan, and the money left every month is very little. He had to go to the accountant to pay some money, and he kept it to pay off the debt.

If Xie Cheng and the others went back and found out his current embarrassing situation, then his face would be really humiliated.

Song Haoyan now regrets that he didn't accept Song Qingshan's shops. At that time, he was angry that Song Qingshan let him go into business, so he stubbornly refused to ask for the receipts of those shops. Now thinking about it, if he had accepted them at that time, he wouldn't be so tight.

As for whether you are willing to take the business route, we will talk about it later, first take the benefits in your hands!Left and right can always find some excuses to deceive Song Qingshan...

(End of this chapter)