The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 444

"Ma'am, is this the first time we've seen each other?" Song Qingyue took Song Qianqian's hand and talked to Mrs. Rong Guogong's son.

There was obviously a smile on his face, but the aura bursting out of his eyes was very intimidating.

Mrs. Rong Guogong's Shizi knew in her heart that this concubine asked her to talk with her just to tell her that she was very close to this girl, and even if she wanted to bully Qianqian, she had to weigh her weight first.

She felt bitter, and replied very politely: "Yes, this is the first time for my wife to see the empress. The empress is indeed as good as the rumors said, it is unforgettable."

"Mrs. Shizi was joking. If there is a chance, I can ask the third lady of Lingmeiqing's government to come and have a seat."

Listen to this tone, is this a sign?The wife of the son of Rongguo's mansion felt relieved, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your love, I should have asked her to come to you to learn scriptures. His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson, is really well cared for."

Next, I heard the princess ask her two sons-in-law: "My princess heard that the first son Mu and the third son Mu seem to be the chief soldier in Kaipingwei, and the other is the commander of the North City Bingma Division. Are the recent errands going well?"

After the show was over, this was putting pressure on again, and Mrs. Shizi's heart became more and more bitter, but she had to bow her head under the eaves, so she could only continue to politely say: "Thank you for your concern. Changsheng's child's future, no matter what. It’s no better than Ah Lei. I’m ashamed to say that, as the aunt at home, I didn’t take good care of that child. In the past, because Ning... married Ah Lei, I owe him so much.” Mrs. Shizi raised her head and looked up. Looking at Song Qianqian, "Miss Song Si, I know you are a good girl. When you marry into the Duke's mansion in half a month, our mother and I should get close and close, and we must not let Ah Lei have an identity with the family."

Mu Lei is not her own son, and the two sons she gave birth to are not worthy of Mu Lei. She doesn't want to have a too stiff relationship with this promising son. .

Song Qianqian smiled shyly, with only infinite joy and sweetness in her heart: "Mother-in-law, you are welcome! Qianqian will definitely respect you in the future."

Hearing that Song Qianqian called her mother-in-law, the corners of Shizi's wife froze slightly, but she quickly concealed her true thoughts and said with a smile: "Qianqian, it's not that I want to embarrass you, we are all daughters-in-law, be filial I am secondary. It is true to honor the two old ancestors of our Duke's Mansion! The old lady is not easy to talk to. After you arrive at the Duke's Mansion, it doesn't matter if you are casual in front of me. When you are in front of the old lady, But you have to be disciplined."

Song Qianqian smiled and said: "Thank you mother-in-law for reminding me! Qianqian will definitely respect her old man well, and she will never dare to make a mistake."

Song Qingyue saw Song Qianqian smiling like this, and felt a sweat for her.

I couldn't understand Mrs. Shizi's words because of the pressure!
This was not intended for Qianqian, it was telling Song Qingyue tactfully: she promised herself that she would not embarrass Song Qianqian, but there was no guarantee that the old woman at home would not!
That old lady went to the battlefield when she was young and killed Tartars. She is a heroine respected by the emperor. The Duke would not dare to speak loudly to her. Who can stop her from teaching his granddaughter-in-law?
Song Qingyue could only pinch Song Qianqian's cheek, and said with a smile: "It's okay, if you don't do well in your in-law's house in the future, you must remember to tell me. Sister, I have been a princess in the palace for so many years, come here, I Teach her well before sending her back to the Duke's Mansion. How can there be more rules than the Prince's Mansion, don't you think, Mrs. Shizi?"

Mrs. Shizi instinctively avoided Shang Song Qingyue's extremely oppressive eyes. She took a deep breath, lowered her head, and replied in a humble voice, "Your Majesty said so."

"Madam, remember to take this to the old lady when you go back."

This... is really pressing every step of the way.

Mrs. Shizi's head lowered.

"Yes, my wife must remember."

After warning Rongguo's mansion, Song Qingyue asked Mrs. Shizi to go down to rest. At this time, Ah Fang led Xiaoshizi back. Song Qingyue took the child's hand and turned to ask Qin Jifu: "Where is Your Highness?"

This kid is so naughty now, Song Qingyue really can't stand him, so the kid's father has to come over to help.

Qin Jifu said in a low voice: "Just now after His Royal Highness finished catching Zhou, Dudu Yang came to visit, and His Highness seems to have left after that."

Song Qingyue raised her eyebrows. She had a hunch that it was a matter of the shipyard.

The last time those people made trouble was to take advantage of Li Zhao's birthday party, and now it's his son's first birthday party.

Those thieves are just trying to make things difficult for themselves, right?

It also makes people live a good life!
Song Qingyue was upset.

But it's not about state affairs, but about the next whole day, and I have to face this little troublemaker alone!

A lot of people came, the banquet was very lively, and the little guy was always in a state of extreme excitement.

Usually he would take a nap, but when it was nap time today, he didn't feel sleepy at all. He was still looking around, clamoring to play here and there.

Although Ah Fang and other servants were with him, Song Qingyue was still staring at him nervously. Firstly, he had to prevent someone who wanted to harm this little boy, and secondly, he had to prevent him from committing suicide by himself, and he also did things like rushing directly into the fish. The earth-shattering feats of weeping ghosts and gods like Tang, need his poor and weak old mother to clean up the mess.

At the end of the evening banquet, the little boy finally couldn't bear the drowsiness and fell asleep in A Fang's arms. Song Qingyue was also very tired, so she forced herself to send the last wave of guests away, and directly found a palace in the palace. Down.

After Li Zhao disappeared for a few days, Song Qingyue was busy at home preparing for the second big event in April—the Longevity Festival.

On the tenth day of April, the father of the director of the Royal Printing Factory came to the door.

"The [-]st Wanshou Festival is only a few days away. What have you planned for your majesty's birthday gift? This time, your majesty is planning to do a big one. I see that the lantern shop has been preparing overnight. Besides, you The second elder brother also said that His Majesty is going to inspect the Firearms Battalion, the Jing Daying Battalion, and the Imperial Guards on the Drum Tower. If the gift is smashed this time, it will be a disgrace to the Jin Palace!" The old man warned seriously.

Song Qingyue nodded: "It's already ready, I drew a sketch portrait of your majesty holding her grandson. I asked the embroiderer in Suzhou to embroider, and also matched it with a golden carved picture frame. It's so big and magnificent. !"

"It's really... a bit opportunistic." Song Jianming commented, "It doesn't take much trouble, and it doesn't need to spend a lot of money to buy it. It is guaranteed to make His Majesty happy. Very good! Forget it, Dad is just worrying about it."

Hearing that her father was worried that she would not be able to prepare a gift, so she came here to help her with ideas, Song Qingyue felt warm in her heart.

She smiled and said, "What did daddy say! Why is it so easy? It takes a lot of trouble to paint well! Besides, dad, haven't you heard? Now outside, my paintings are very expensive! The second brother-in-law said, someone has The drawings I used to sell when I was teaching in Dali Temple can be sold for thousands of taels of silver. And even if the embroidery work is taken to the palace, it is very handy. More than 20 embroiderers have been busy for three months. Woolen cloth!"

"Okay, it's really your dad and I'm just worrying about it."

Song Qingyue smiled and shook her head slightly, and asked, "Is Daddy ready?"

Song Jianming immediately asked Xiao Si to take out the things from a bamboo cage.

Collector's Edition of "The Complete Works of Agronomic Essentials of the Great Zhou Dynasty" in the second year of the Apocalypse!
It turned out to be a collection of eight sets of eight regions in the whole Dazhou.

Song Qingyue stood up, walked over and touched the book cover made of Kesi, there was even a gold thread inside!
She clicked her tongue in admiration, it's interesting that Dad did this thing!
"Daddy plans to sell it in the Royal Bookstore?"

"Yes."

"How much do you plan to set the price?"

"100 taels!"

"Hiss!" This is helping the emperor steal money!Song Qingyue complained.

Song Jianming really thought so in his heart.

A registered appointment is required to purchase this set of books!
All proceeds from the sale of the final set will go to the expenses of the Faculty of Science.

In this way, when the new emperor celebrates his birthday, everyone has to express it, right?
Who bought this thing and who didn't, the Royal Bookstore has a list!

The imperial merchants in the capital are embarrassed to say it if they don’t buy ten copies, right?
Master Song really guessed right, the group of imperial merchants who placed the most active orders.

For example, Tan Fengzhen, who supplies peppercorns to the palace, directly ordered [-] copies, and each of the five large merchants that provide wood and stone to the Ministry of Industry ordered a minimum of [-] copies.

After the ministers of the DPRK and China heard the news, they flocked to it even more, just like fans rushing to sell an idol's album, lest they buy less.

There are so many nephews in the family who are fighting in the front line of the imperial examination, why can't one of them take a set?
When Song Qingyue learned of her father's series of coquettish operations, she couldn't help admiring. If you want to say that her father is still a bull, she is simply a leader in the money grabbing world!He's not afraid of being remembered... Really.

(End of this chapter)