Song Mo helped his mother count the summer rent paid by the family's farm and had no intention of looking for Gu Yu, but Gu Yu came to him on his own.

"Brother Tianci, have you finished your work?" When the Jiang family was in trouble, the Song family was obliged to lend a helping hand. Gu Yu went to the palace to visit his aunt several times. Empress Wan warned him not to act rashly and told him that the Song family would definitely make arrangements. She asked him not to look for Song Mo during this period of time, so as not to see something he shouldn't see and make the people of the Song family feel rifty towards him. If Song Mo needed his help, he would look for him. That's why he didn't come to visit every now and then like before.

Now that the Jiang family's affairs have come to an end, he naturally has no reservations.

"I'm almost done." Song Mo and he went to the banquet room next door. "How come you have time to come here today?"

Gu Yu initially followed Song Mo's men to learn martial arts and study. His transformation was so impressive that Earl Yunyang came to the Song family in person to express his gratitude, took Gu Yu back, and hired someone to teach him at home.

"I said I wanted to see you." Gu Yu sat on the bed without any hesitation, picked up an apple from the bed and took a bite, then said in disgust: "Where did this fruit come from? Why is it so unpalatable?" Then he shouted to his servant "Bai Que", "Go home and bring the basket of pears I brought from the palace two days ago." He turned around and said to Song Mo, "These are newly-listed autumn pears that are not available outside yet. They are not very sweet, but they are quite juicy. They are a little better than your dried fruit."

This family is obsessed with eating, drinking and having fun. Song Mo was too lazy to argue with them, so he asked a servant to follow Bai Que to move pears from the Yunyang Earl's Mansion.

Gu Yu leaned over and asked Song Mo in a low voice, "Hasn't Prince Liao been contacted yet?"

Song Mo said: "My father and the third prince consort are discussing this matter."

Gu Yu snorted in disapproval and said, "In my opinion, there is no need for uncle to show up. You and I can just go to Liaodong. We will just stay there for a while. What if he is a prince now? If he doesn't give us face, we will still beat him up. Who is afraid of who?"

Song Mo thought so too.

But he couldn't refuse his father's face since his father was running around so much. Even his mother said, "It's rare that your father cares so much, so let him have a try. There are several subordinates of your grandfather in Hengjian, and they will take care of your uncles when they go there. You just need to pay more attention. If your father doesn't have any news, you can go to Liaodong in person. Your uncles may have to travel for a month or two, and they can't reach Liaodong ahead of you if you rush."

But it was not easy to say this in front of Gu Yu, so he just said: "Can this matter be solved with fists? Don't forget, it was the emperor who issued the order!"

"Yes!" Gu Yu frowned, "Even my aunt was surprised. She said that the emperor was not such a suspicious person before." He looked around and saw that there was no one around. His voice became even lower. "Yesterday, the emperor suddenly pointed at my aunt and asked, who are you? Why did you come to my palace?"

Song Mo's heart skipped a beat and he looked around quickly.

I've heard that the Emperor has a bad memory, but he can't even recognize the Empress...

"Who told you this?" He asked in a tense voice.

Song Mo was always a little cold, so Gu Yu didn't notice it and said, "Of course it was my aunt who said that! My aunt was worried. She said that it was just a matter of not knowing each other now. If the elders didn't even remember what they said during the meeting, that would be terrible!"

Is Queen Wan using Gu Yu to pass on a message to their family?

Song Mo nodded and said, "So you should be more restrained these days." He changed the subject.

Gu Yu shrank his neck and said, "I thought so too!" Then he sighed, "The Liao prince was really smart. He didn't have to go to the vassal state, but he ran away, leaving the prince to be criticized by the emperor all day long."

Song Mo smiled and said, "If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful object. Your Majesty, this is also a sign of your deep love and sharp criticism!"

"It doesn't matter if I don't want this kind of love." Gu Yu waved his hands, losing interest in this topic, and said, "When can we finish looking at this account? Duke Jing has finally asked to confer the title of Crown Prince on Zhang Zongyao. His family has invited Zeng Chusheng from the Guanglian Society to perform at their home. Why don't we go to their home and listen to the performance?"

Once the imperial edict comes down, the Zhang family will definitely celebrate.

Song Mo's heart was moved when he heard this, and he remembered that Zhang Yuanming married Wei from the Jining Marquis's Mansion...

He said calmly, "Who else did you invite?"

"I don't know." Gu Yu never cared about these things. He was not afraid of who was invited. He had no scruples. "It's not always the same people who come and go."

"Okay, come and call me when the time comes!"

Gu Yu left happily.

Song Mo said something to the person in charge of socializing with various mansions, and on that day, he took the invitation sent by the Zhang family and went to Duke Jing's mansion with Gu Yu.

Both were dukes' mansions, arranged according to the rules, and of similar size, except that the entrance to the Duke Ying's mansion was the main hall, with the upper rooms at the back, the garden on the east side, and the daily living area on the west side. The entrance to the Duke Jing's mansion was the garden, with the main hall on the west side, the upper rooms at the back, and the daily living area on the east side. After they went to the west side to greet Duke Jing, they went directly to the garden.

The stage had been set up long ago, but it was not time for the performance to start yet. However, the gambling in the mountain house next door had already begun. The place was bustling with people and noisy. From time to time, there were a few loud cheers, which made the stage seem a little deserted.

Gu Yu smiled and said, "This must be a trap set by Zhang Jixian!"

Zhang Xuming, courtesy name Jixian, was the grandson-in-law of the Grand Princess Ningde, and a close relative of Song Mo.

Song Mo smiled and said, "I see you are not here to listen to the opera, but to gamble."

Gu Yu chuckled and whispered to Song Mo: "The rich are stupid, and I would be a fool if I don't play with them to earn some pocket money!"

Song Mo laughed, but pulled him aside: "Today is a good day for Zhang Zongyao, we should at least say congratulations to the real master, right? You accompany me to meet Zhang Zongyao first."

The winnings and losses in such a gambling game were only a few thousand taels of silver, so Gu Yu didn't take it seriously. If he wanted to gamble, he would go to the largest casino in Kyoto and gamble with the salt merchants from Yangzhou and the merchants from Guangdong. But here everyone's status was similar, and although the money was small, it was a different kind of fun. He also liked to watch the game and make a fuss from the side. But since Song Mo was here, he would of course accompany Song Mo.

Gu Yu passed the gambling game but did not join in. He pulled a servant over to ask where Zhang Yuanming was.

Today, all the guests are distinguished guests. The servant said attentively, "Our prince's uncle, Marquis Jining, and the fourth master of Marquis Yan'an are here. Because it is the mourning period, Marquis Jining will go back after meeting the prince's wife. Our prince's wife invited the prince to come over and talk to him. He should be out soon."

Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear!

Song Mo smiled, guessing that Zhang Yuanming would definitely see Wei Tingyu out, and slowly walked towards the Chuihua Gate with Gu Yu.

Gu Yu was very puzzled.

Zhang Yuanming was more than ten years older than them, and he was dull and timid, so he couldn't play with them at all. But Song Mo looked like he came here just for him.

He couldn't help but ask Song Mo in a low voice: "What do you want to see him about?"

Song Mo knew that Gu Yu was very smart, but he still was a little surprised by his quick reaction.

He asked half jokingly and half seriously: "Was it so obvious that I showed it?" This made it difficult for Gu Yu to ask any more questions.

When they reached the Chuihua Gate, they happened to meet Zhang Yuanming who was sending Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai out.

Seeing Song Mo and Gu Yu, the three of them were stunned.

Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai did not know each other, and Zhang Yuanming did not expect this.

It was Song Mo who took the initiative to greet Zhang Yuanming, and only then did the three of them come to their senses.

Zhang Yuanming was busy introducing Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai to Song Mo and Gu Yu, but as soon as he said that, he realized that Wei Tingyu was already a marquis, so he should introduce him to Song Mo and Gu Yu. However, Song Mo and Gu Yu were the eldest son of the Duke of Ying and the nephew of Queen Wan, respectively. Even if Wei Tingyu was already a marquis, he could not be compared with these two in terms of nobility...

Seeing that Song Mo and Gu Yu looked calm, he felt relieved.

Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai didn't think so much.

The prince of the British Duke, that was a person who was a million miles away from them, out of their reach; Gu Yu, everyone in Kyoto knew him, the little tyrant of Kyoto. The former was impossible to have any intersection with them because of their identities and status, and the latter was disdainful of dealing with them because of their personalities and character. But when they met at this time, they couldn't help but look at Song Mo and Gu Yu.

Song Mo wore a white robe with a jade belt, a sachet and a mutton-fat jade pendant on his waist. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were like mountains, his calm eyes were like deep pools of water, his bearing was noble, and his manners were elegant. Such a beautiful boy who should have made people like him at first sight, stood there with a smile on his face, but he was like a mountain stream, with an unstoppable momentum in his calmness, which made people feel a little bit of fear. Gu Yu, with white teeth and red lips, stood beside him, like the vast night sky and bright stars, and his brilliance was completely overshadowed by Song Mo.

The two of them looked at each other.

Song Mo was also looking at Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai.

Wei Tingyu looked about 17 or 18 years old, wearing a moon-white gown made of fine cloth. Because he was in mourning, he tied a palm-sized piece of linen at the corner of his gown. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was tall and straight. Wang Qinghai looked a year or two older than Wei Tingyu, wearing a gown with purple flowers on a royal blue background. He had a straight nose, a square mouth, and a slightly pale face. What was rare was that both of them had clear eyes, and at first glance they looked like people who had received a good education and had grown up smoothly.

Song Mo and Wei Tingyu exchanged pleasantries: "I didn't expect to meet Marquis Jining and Fourth Master Wang here. The show hasn't started yet, why don't you sit for a while before leaving? I heard that Zeng Chusheng from Guanglian Society was invited to perform today - he has rarely performed on stage since he got asthma, and it's very rare for the Duke of Jing's Mansion to invite him. Why don't you two listen to the show before leaving?"

His voice was gentle and his tone was cordial, which flattered Zhang Yuanming. He hurriedly said, "Yes, there aren't many opportunities like this. Why don't you listen to the show before leaving?"

Wei Tingyu knew it was a rare opportunity to make friends with the Prince of England, but he was in mourning.

After hesitating for a while, he politely declined with regret: "Thank you for your kindness, Prince of England, but I am in mourning and it is not convenient for me to stay for long. If there is a chance, I will host you and invite you to a gathering." Although his expression was a little restrained, his words were generous and appropriate.