Chapter 302 Hint

Madam Wang and the others had not expected Dou Zhao to be so straightforward. They were all stunned for a moment, but Cai was smart and said nonchalantly, "Sisters, who doesn't have some bumps and bruises? After a long time, they will forget about it." Then she covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "I came here this time to ask Fourth Aunt for a favor. Last time I saw Fourth Aunt wearing a large jade flower in her hair. Not only was the style novel, but the grape purple and peach red were also very eye-catching. Next month, my eldest niece from my mother's family will be coming of age, and I am thinking of giving her a headpiece to keep for her when she gets married. I wonder who Fourth Aunt asked to make the jewelry? I want to ask him to make a headpiece for my niece."

Regardless of whether this is true or false, at least the matter has been brought to light.

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Zhang both breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look at Cai with admiration.

That big flower was given by Song Mo.

Dou Zhao really didn't know where he bought it from.

She sent someone to ask Song Mo.

Cai's face was immediately filled with envy: "Fourth aunt is so lucky!" Then she pretended to be angry and said, "Unlike me, I have been married to your tenth brother for four or five years, but your tenth brother has never even bought me a handkerchief. It's really the same people with different fates! Fourth aunt is not only good-looking, but also treats fourth aunt well. No wonder fourth aunt is even more beautiful after getting married than when she was at home!" As she said this, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled.

The content of the conversation was a bit reckless and outrageous like that of women.

After all, they were just acquainted with each other but still spoke in a deep way. Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Zhang smiled awkwardly.

Dou Zhao pretended not to hear and invited Mrs. Wang Shao and Mrs. Zhang San to have tea.

Cai didn't take it seriously and just joined in the conversation. The atmosphere in the room was quite lively and harmonious.

The person who went to ask Song Mo came back soon and told the name of Jiayinlou.

Cai invited Dou Zhao to go with her: "Let me borrow the influence of Fourth Auntie."

Dou Zhao knew that Cai just wanted to get closer to her. But she disliked Cai's noisiness, and she had a lot of things to do, so she didn't want to get involved with someone who liked to gossip about other people. She politely declined Cai's invitation: "It depends on when the tenth sister-in-law goes to the silver shop. Calculating the date, my father-in-law will be back soon. Such a big thing happened at home, and I don't know what my father-in-law plans to do. I'm afraid I won't have time to go out and hang out with the tenth sister-in-law recently."

Cai's eyes lit up when she heard this.

Now people in Kyoto are saying that the prince of the Duke of Ying's mansion has suppressed the Duke of Ying so much that he can't raise his head. If the Duke of Ying wants to remarry, it depends on whether the eldest son agrees. Even my father-in-law has privately asked my mother-in-law about this matter, but my fourth aunt is newly married, so my mother-in-law is not willing to call her to question her. If she can see something, how can Guo have a foothold in the family?

Having made up her mind, she smiled and said, "Then we'll go together when Fourth Aunt is free."

Dou Zhao smiled and said, "I don't know if your niece can wait?"

Cai was embarrassed to hear this, but she always had something to say: "What's the big deal? The craftsmanship of the jewelry shop's masters is so good, I can also go and make some jewelry! I have to deal with your tenth brother who doesn't care about anything, so I have to make my own plans, right?"

Dou Zhao smiled slightly.

After everyone chatted for a while, Mrs. Wang was the first to stand up and say goodbye: "... Today is the ninth day since our aunt got married. Since you have nothing to do, I will go to visit our aunt."

Dou Zhao personally escorted Madam Wang Shao to the Chuihua Gate.

Mrs. Zhang San and Cai stayed with Dou Zhao and continued to chat about family matters.

Song Mo's servant came to report: "The prince has to go out for something, and will not be home for lunch at noon, so he asked me to come and inform you."

Dou Zhao knew that Song Mo was going to meet Wang Yuan, so he replied "I know", which aroused Cai's envy again, and also made Mrs. Zhang San look at Dou Zhao with a little more seriousness.

The two of them had lunch at the Duke of England's mansion and did not return home until the afternoon.

Su Lan was shocked: "How come they have so much to say? They didn't stop talking for the whole afternoon."

Dou Zhao laughed.

Come to think of it, she also admired Mrs. Zhang San and Mrs. Cai. Not every woman could talk for an entire afternoon without repeating herself.

In Wang Yuan's private residence in Qudeng Hutong, not far from the Duke of Ying's Mansion, Song Mo was sitting in the small living room and talking with Wang Yuan, who was wearing a half-new Taoist robe.

"I didn't expect Wang Nei Shi's home to be so elegantly decorated!" He held the teacup and looked at the various chrysanthemums placed on the tea table, and said with emotion, "People often say that a person's handwriting reflects his personality. I think you are also like your flowers!"

First he presented a valuable gift, then he praised him profusely. Even a fool could tell that he was asking for a favor.

If it was someone else, Wang Yuan would have just smiled and passed it off, but now that he was facing Song Mo, he had to sit up straight, cheer himself up and be on guard.

How could something that could make a powerful man like Song Mo come to him for help be a small matter?

A hint of barely visible wariness flashed across Wang Yuan's eyes.

"Your Highness, I can't bear what you said!" He smiled calmly, "These flowers are just randomly placed to suit the occasion, they are not as good as what you said." Then he played Tai Chi with Song Mo, "How is the investigation of the fire in the Duke of Ying's Mansion going? The emperor asked about it this morning. The Duke of Dongping and Huang Qi are too slow to do their job, and the Duke of Ying's Mansion has to come forward to offer a reward! However, this may be a good thing. The Japanese pirates are rampant in Fujian now, and the emperor is determined to rectify Fujian. When the time comes, he will have to spend money to suppress the Japanese. The court can save a few taels of silver now."

Since my eldest uncle passed away, those who followed him were either purged or punished, and those who remained in Fujian were mostly insignificant. My eldest uncle's twenty years of military achievements vanished in just a few years.

Song Mo's eyes dimmed, and he was silent for a moment. He stood up and bowed to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan was shocked.

Song Moyi said: "This bow is to thank Eunuch Wang on behalf of my uncle - I suddenly heard someone mention it and learned that all those who participated in the escort of my uncle were punished because they offended the eunuch..."

Wang Yuan was stunned.

But he soon felt relieved.

If he didn't even have this little ability, Song Mo wouldn't be the Prince of England who could cause chaos in the capital!

Ever since Song Mo regained the emperor's favor, he knew that Song Mo would know about this sooner or later.

It's just that he didn't expect Song Mo to know it so quickly.

Don’t bully young men!

Looking at Song Mo, who looked calm, cool and wise, Wang Yuan calculated for a moment and said with a smile, "Your Highness, you have misunderstood! I am just a servant. Naturally, I will do whatever my master tells me to do. How dare I accept such a great gift from your Highness!" As he said that, he bowed his hands as a return of the gift.

Song Mo was shocked when he heard this and looked at Wang Yuan in shock.

Not only does he know the elegance of music, but he also knows what to say and what not to say.

Even though Wang Yuan was kind to Song Mo in the past, it was only because of Jian in Emperor's heart. But now, he had to look Song Mo in the face with his own eyes.

"My Lord, please try my Biluochun," he personally refilled Song Mo's cup of tea and said with a smile, "The Emperor said that the Dahongpao is getting harder and harder to drink nowadays, so I have no choice but to follow his lead and drink Biluochun."

"Thank you, eunuch!" Song Mo picked up the teacup and took a sip, but he only felt bitterness in his mouth. He mentioned Chen Jia's matter, said goodbye to Wang Yuan, and returned to Yizhitang in a daze.

As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhaozheng and Su Xin were counting the silks and satins in their dowry.

This year was her first year married into the Duke of England's mansion, and she planned to treat her chambermaids well and get some good fabrics to make clothes for them for the New Year.

Seeing Song Mo walking in absent-mindedly, she immediately winked at Su Xin, and personally went forward to help Song Mo sit down on the big kang by the window in the inner room.

Song Mo hugged Dou Zhao and buried his face in Dou Zhao's chest.

As he pressed against Dou Zhao's soft and plump breasts, his mood also relaxed.

"Shou Gu," he said sullenly, "Wang Yuan is acting on the orders of the emperor...but why?" He raised his head, his dark eyes glistening with water, as if wet by rain, crystal clear, "My uncle has been guarding Fujian for twenty years. He has worked hard even though he has no merit...but you can kill him if you want, confiscate his property if you want, exile him if you want...on what grounds? On what grounds?" He asked in a low voice, but his voice was getting louder and louder.

Dou Zhao was so scared that her face turned pale. She quickly covered his mouth and looked around vigilantly. She found that she and Song Mo were the only ones in the inner room. Her pounding heart finally eased a little.

"Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the emperor." She was surprised that Wang Yuan was acting on the emperor's orders, but compared to Song Mo's emotions, she had no time to think about it and could only comfort him. "We had many speculations about the death of my uncle before. If it weren't for Chen Jia, we would never have found Ding Yu in our dreams. But if it weren't for the fire in the Duke of Ying's mansion, you would have killed him decisively, and Chen Jia would not have found you... It can be seen that God has eyes. , and felt that my uncle was wronged, and gave us a chance to help him overturn the verdict. The more it is at this time, the more you can't be emotional, the more you need to be stable! What Wang Yuan said is just one-sided, and the specifics are still to be verified. "He said, "Mr. Yan and the others don't know about this yet, right? How about we invite Mr. Yan to discuss it? Didn't you ask him to investigate Chen Jia? Is there any news?"

However, Song Mo held Dou Zhao tightly and was unwilling to let go.

"I have a headache." He leaned against her chest.

Anyone who encounters such a sudden thing will feel weak for a moment.

"Then let me massage you." Dou Zhao felt a dull pain in her heart. She wanted to get a pillow to help Song Mo lie down, but Song Mo held her waist tightly, making her unable to move. She had no choice but to drag a large pillow over and let Song Mo lie down. She sat beside him and massaged his temples.

He hummed: "I want to drink water!"

Dou Zhao went to pour him a glass of warm water.

He didn't take the cup, but just stared at Dou Zhao with his eyes wide open.

Dou Zhao had no choice but to feed him some water.

He hugged Dou Zhao's waist again: "Lie down with me for a while."

Dou Zhao responded “OK” repeatedly, leaned against the kang, and gently stroked his forehead.

Song Mo closed his eyes and his expression gradually relaxed.

Dou Zhao's heart was filled with infinite tenderness, and he caressed him more and more gently.

Song Mo said in a dreamy voice, "I've thought about it carefully. The emperor is not an intolerant person. What did my uncle do to make the emperor unhappy? If it's because his achievements are too great... the emperor should have dealt with my uncle ten years ago. Why wait until now? If it's because my uncle cut off the financial resources of some people... my uncle is not a person who is too stubborn and inflexible. He once told me that if the water is too clear, there will be no fish. As long as the other party does not affect the military situation, he will usually turn a blind eye..."