Notes of Lanxi Crossing

"You ask, do you have something you want?"

Song Lanzhang found another Mrs. Tang and stuffed it into Lanxi's wrapped blanket. After making sure that the little girl would not be frozen, he bent down and sat opposite her.

Lan Xi stretched out her hand in the blanket to feel Tang Pozi's warm touch, and took a satisfied breath.

"I'm just asking, isn't this boring? In fact, you can give me anything."

In fact, even if you don’t give anything during the Chinese New Year, you can do it. As long as you wrap the red envelopes big and bulging, everything is easy to talk about.

Lanxi asked casually, but Song Lanzhang answered seriously: "I will leave home at the beginning of spring. Since then, the mountains will be high and the rivers will be long, and the journey will be long. I may not be able to celebrate the New Year with you in the next few years. This year's gift should be more elaborate."

Speaking of this, Lan Xi's mood suddenly became a little depressed.

She never took the initiative to think about it during this time, thinking that she could forget the fact that her elder brother was going to study far away, but the other party didn't want her to escape.

"Brother, it's very good. What are you doing to mention this? It makes me sad."

Song Lanzhang touched her head, he was always gentle and patient with Lanxi.

"Silly boy, many things can't be forgotten without thinking about them, and not all things can be avoided. Only by accepting them can we get peace of mind."

Lan Xi nodded, well, what the eldest brother said makes sense, the future is the most important thing, there is no special reason, he went to the academy to study, and it cannot be changed.

"But..." Lan Xi suddenly remembered something.

"Brother, haven't you been back for several years?"

Song Lanzhang sighed, and regretfully told the younger sister: "The academy has its own rules, and the rest time may not be enough for me to go back and forth from home. If there is no accident, I should not return to Beijing in the middle of my studies."

what?
So not only are there no winter and summer vacations, but even the holidays for the holidays and the New Year are so short?
No, no, you can't look at the present with the eyes of the past.

In ancient times, it took a few months to go back and forth, plus the time spent at home, it seems to be too long.

In the future, she may not see her eldest brother for three or four years.

"Alas..." What's going on, the more we talk today, the more depressed we get, she shouldn't have come.

Lan Xi looked at him and regretted, "Brother, in this case, you will miss my childhood!"

Song Lanzhang also sighed, but still did not forget to explain her: "Mountains and seas have their own dates of return, and wind and rain have their own encounters. We are a family, and there will always be a time to get together again."

As he spoke, he was a little dazed, paused, and then said in a low voice: "If... if you go now, maybe it's..."

"Huh?" Lan Xi didn't hear clearly.

Song Lanzhang smiled suddenly, shook his head without repeating, and drove Lan Xi out of the study.

That night, Lanxi received a large pile of lucky money, and also received a set of brushes of various colors, large and small, from Song Lanzhang.

Lan Xi took out a pen and looked at it dumbfounded.

The bristles of this pen should be made of wool, the tip of the pen is conical, the bristles are evenly arranged without any stray hairs, and the touch is very soft.

This set of pens is of high quality, the bristles of each pen are taken from the hairs of different animals, and even the pen holders are custom-made according to the size of Lanxi's palm.

Lan Xi strongly suspected that this set of writing brushes was most likely made for her by her eldest brother himself.

"Brother..." Lan Xi sniffed, really moved.

On the first day of the new year, Song Qinnian took a few children to pay New Year's greetings.

Wearing new clothes, Lan Xi was very festively attired, holding Song Qinnian's big hand and walking forward.

"Father, whose house are we going to visit now?"

What's even more strange is that Song Qinnian directly brought several children, big and small, together with Jiang Yan.

The Song family has no elders in the capital, and the distant relatives in the clan are somewhat senior, but the relationship is too far away, and they don't have much contact on weekdays, even if they want to worship, they don't have to go on the first day of the new year.

After all the calculations, Lan Xi didn't think of which house Song Qinnian was going to take them to, it didn't look like the way to Liu's house.

"Just follow, or you are tired from walking, why don't you let daddy carry you away?"

Song Qinnian looked down at his cute and soft little daughter. There was really no place to put his old father's love.

"No, I'm not tired!" Lan Xi quickly refused.

She is also six years old now. Although it is not impossible to be hugged, she must be very heavy. She should not toss everyone when she is doing business.

"Is that so..." Song Qinnian felt a little regretful.

He didn't know what Lanxi was thinking, otherwise he would have told her that he didn't think she was heavy at all.

When his daughter is older, he will no longer be able to get close to her like he is now, so he must take advantage of this opportunity to hug his little padded jacket more.

Song Lanshu couldn't hold back, covered her lips and let out a chuckle.

She also came here when she was a child, so she knew exactly what Lan Xi and Song Qinnian were thinking.

"We are going to the Prime Minister's Mansion." She explained Lanxi's confusion.

"Prime Minister's Mansion?" Are they still related to the Prime Minister's Mansion?

"Yes." Song Lanshu lifted the hem of her skirt, and carefully stepped on a small pile of burnt firecrackers.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion is only one street away from our Song Mansion. It's just because you were young a few years ago and your father didn't bring you to visit, so you don't know the way."

It was precisely because of the proximity that Song Qinnian didn't bother to take a carriage on the distance that was within walking distance.

"Second sister, are we related to Nan Xiang?"

That scumbag who abandoned his wife and son and betrayed his faith turned out to be a relative of their family?
"Of course not. What does it have to do with Nan Xiang?"

Before Song Lanshu could answer, Song Qinnian asked suspiciously, and then realized that Lanxi had confused Teacher with Nanxiang.

"Nan Xiang is Nan Xiang, and the teacher is a teacher. Although they are both prime ministers, they should not be confused."

"Teacher? Dad, what do you mean, were you a student of this prime minister before?"

"That's right, my teacher was honored to be under his sect before he became the prime minister, but because of the tongues of outsiders, we seldom interact with each other except during the holidays."

So that's the case, no wonder she didn't hear her family mention this prime minister before, it turned out to be to avoid suspicion.

She just said, with his father's personality, at most he would not offend Nan Xiang easily, how could he respect him until the first day of the new year and visit him to pay New Year's greetings.

However, Lan Xi still didn't understand: "Both are prime ministers, so how should outsiders distinguish between the two?"

Song Qinnian laughed loudly and said, "Why do you need to distinguish, haven't you already separated?"

Lan Xi's eyes were puzzled, she just asked because she didn't know the difference.

Wait, Nanxiang...Prime Minister...

She understood that it was Daddy's teacher who was really called Prime Minister, while Nan Xiang was more like an honorific title. When the two were compared together, the latter seemed like a false prime minister.

This is not one left and one right, this clearly means one front and one pair!