Lonely non-good minister

Chunyang curled her lips: "Of course it was the concubine Shizi who posted it herself. After a while, she asked whether the prince had been busy in the past few months when she came to Jingzhao, and then said that the prince had always treated her coldly. Saying to accompany them, going out to socialize and not coming back until late at night, and sleeping in the study, the side concubine doesn't even know how to answer such words."

"What is she talking about with her mother?" Song Yuan felt absurd: "My mother also doesn't understand her feeling of a weak relationship between husband and wife."

Song Yuan said it very euphemistically, Xiao Shen is very much loved, and he doesn't have any sincere feelings for King Zhongshan, how could he understand the loneliness of Lin's vacant house?Finding someone to complain about also has to find the right person.

Chunyang pursed his lips and said nothing, quietly went to the green salt to rinse his mouth, and waited for Song Yuan to wash up before waving for the maid to bring food.

The white porridge was boiled by Chunyang early in the morning. It was soft and glutinous. It was served with the small pickles that she personally pickled. It was very appetizing. Song Yuan didn't stop until he ate a big bowl.

"Young Master." Wei Yan ran in with a smile: "Mother Wang sent Brother Wei over, saying she wanted Young Master to play with him."

Song Yuan:? ? ?
Don't they know they're hungover?

"Understood." Song Yuan was reluctant. After staying in the house for a while, someone prepared water for a bath. When she cleaned up slowly, Song Wei was already tired from playing, so Song Yuan took the opportunity to call him into the house. , chatting with him one way or another.

Song Wei focused on a wood carving on her case, and looked at it carefully for a long time before saying: "Uncle Jiu, did my father give you this thing?"

"Well, do you like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you." Song Yuan was still very generous to him. After all, she really didn't have any playmates in the house, so she could only fool around with Song Wei, who was a few years younger. She has taken a lot of blame.

Song Wei lost his gaze: "I like this wood carving very much, and I wanted my father to buy it for me, but he gave me something else later."

Uh, this, this, this.
Song Yuan was embarrassed, and quickly took down the wood carving and handed it to him: "If you like it, take it. Your father is busy, so he must have forgotten it. Tell Uncle Jiu what you like in the future, and Uncle Jiu will buy it for you."

"Really?" He became happy: "Then can Uncle Jiu take me to ride a horse?"

horse riding?

Song Yuan sized him up: "Don't you have your own martial artist? You should have learned riding and archery at this age."

Song Wei was visibly disappointed: "I haven't ridden a horse for more than a year. Before I fell off a horse and hurt my arm, my mother didn't allow me to ride a horse and shoot. She said that reading a few more books can also make meritorious deeds. As long as I am strong enough, there will be people who will go to the front for me."

"That's not bad." Song Yuan still understood Lin's thoughts very well.

She only counts on Song Wei, and according to Song Chun's attitude towards her, she will never have a second child in this life, Song Chun is outstanding, with Zhongshan King and Shen's escort, as long as Zhongshan King ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, Song Chun must be the crown prince, and after Song Chun is Song Wei. As long as Song Wei reads more in peace, he will be able to wait until the day when he ascends to the throne. At that time, there will be people who will work hard for him.

"Uncle Jiu, can you take me to ride a horse?" Song Wei asked again.

Song Yuan shook his head: "Not yet, your mother must agree, otherwise your grandmother will blame me."

"Forget it." Song Wei felt disappointed. Although he was young, he was unwilling to make trouble for Song Yuan.

Fortunately, the Jockey Club will be held within two days. This is a grand event, and it is also a good day for communication between various governments. Many unmarried men are willing to participate in it to show their bravery.

The school field outside the city, which covers an area of ​​more than ten mu, is filled with colorful flags, and the cloth enclosure around the entire horse field fluctuates with the wind. Tables and chairs are placed in a long row. Emperor Taikang sits in the middle, in good spirits, surrounded by various Although the concubines and concubines are getting old, today they must have the opportunity for their grandchildren to show their faces, so they all came to join in the show.

The royal relatives and relatives were all sitting together, all dressed luxuriously and richly, and many female family members who rarely showed up on weekdays were also among them, and there were many of them with beautiful looks, which made the officials sitting on the other side envious.

In the crowd, Mu Wantang, who was dressed in plain clothes, quickly scanned the royal family and relatives. Before he saw the person he was looking for, he was pushed by the girl next to him.

"Put away your eyes that have never seen the world, and look at the nobles so brightly, it is really embarrassing to our Duke's Mansion." The girl cursed softly, her words were full of contempt.

Mu Wantang's expression was displeased: "It's all wrong if you look at it? Could it be that you know the rules when you lower your head and shrink back?"

"You still dare to contradict? If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have let you come." The girl was angry, and she stretched out her hand to pinch someone.

Mu Wantang immediately let her go: "The Duke ordered that unmarried girls in the family can come, and it's not up to you. Why do you say such a thing? This is not a back house. It would be embarrassing to start a fight here. Not me."

The girl was furious, and she turned her head to complain to her mother, but Mu Wantang ignored her and continued to search. Soon, she noticed Song Yuan who came in from the gap beside the cloth skirt.

Today she was wearing a red short gown with arrow sleeves, and a black gown embroidered with gold silk on the outside. She wore a forehead, wrist guards, and a riding whip in her hand. Behind her were a few upright guards. , just casually walked past the cloth enclosure, and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Your Majesty." Song Yuan stepped forward to salute.

Emperor Taikang looked at her with a smile: "If you can win the first place today, I will reward you with something."

"With the emperor's words, grandson has to do his best." Song Yuan clasped his fists together, and went to pay respects in front of King Zhongshan and Xiao Shen: "Father, the horses are ready, and the child is going."

King Zhongshan nodded: "Go."

She exited Buwei and returned the same way, Song Jun trotted after her: "Please, I can let you go later."

"Do not seek."

"Don't regret it. There are a lot of masters today, and many of them are experienced people. It's your first time participating, so be careful not to fall off the horse." Song Jun reminded people not to forget his arrogance.

Song Yuan stopped and looked ahead: "Song Zheng is coming too? How shameless is he? My elder brother knows not to bully others, but he still comes to bully others?"

Song Jun didn't say a word, the East Palace is weak now, and the crown prince was also afraid that he would be ashamed if he lost, that's why Song Zheng also came.

He suffered from the loss of the palace in the court, so he must get it back at the horse race.

When they passed by, Song Zheng glanced at Song Yuan indifferently, and didn't pay attention to her. If a brat dares to stand out after a few months of practice, it depends on how many lives are tossed.

"My lord." Huang Yue rode behind Song Yuan: "There are many black hands today."

Mafia?Use dirty tricks?

Song Yuan became more and more interested, she drove her horse back and did not fight with these people, and the others didn't pay attention to her, they were all staring at Song Zheng.