They really wanted to say: Lord Xiao Song, don’t be anxious, the emperor is waiting for you to learn how to make white sugar!
Take your time!
No one dares to say this!
After the court session, Song Yaoyao urged the coachman to drive the carriage faster.
After returning to the mansion, Song Yaoyao didn't even change into her official uniform, and asked Guagua to print something first.
Seeing Minister Song pick up the printed things, Song Yaoyao finally relaxed, left here and went to the dining room.
In this way, another ten days passed, and today was the day that the warriors looked forward to the most: the day of rest.
I had thought that since I didn't have to attend the morning court tomorrow, I read a little more storybook last night, so I could sleep in early.
But unexpectedly, when it was time for court, Song Yaoyao woke up by herself.
Habit is a terrible thing!
When Song Yaoyao remembered that the next day was a day off, she wrapped herself in the quilt again, but she couldn't fall asleep.
Song Yaoyao was speechless, and scolded herself, saying that she didn't even know how to enjoy her blessings and would just kill people!
After breakfast, Song Yaoyao saw Song Qingyu was about to go out and asked:
"Brother, where are you going?"
“I’m going to a poetry reading.”
Song Yaoyao had never seen an ancient poetry gathering before, so her eyes lit up and she asked:
"Brother, can you take me with you?"
Song Qingyu refused categorically:
"cannot."
This younger sister is so prone to causing trouble, Song Qingyu is really afraid of her.
If I take her out tomorrow, who knows what kind of trouble will come out?
Song Yaoyao was not angry at all and said:
"Brother, can you take me with you?
If you don't take me with you, I will tell Sister Ji about your visit to the brothel a few days ago, and you can explain it to your future sister-in-law!"
Song Qingyu said angrily:
"Song Yaoyao, do you dare?"
"Brother, take me there and I won't tell Sister Ji."
"Song Yaoyao, can you be more shameless? Why did I go to the brothel? It was because you begged me to take you there. How can you cross the river and destroy the bridge..."
Song Yaoyao interrupted Song Qingyu and said:
"Brother, no matter what the reason is, just tell me, did you go to the brothel?"
Song Qingyu was speechless: "I..."
Song Yaoyao smiled cunningly:
"Brother, stop struggling and just give in!"
Song Qingyu looked at this sister and suddenly became deflated:
"Okay, go change your clothes quickly. I will wait for you here for a cup of tea at most. No more than that!"
"Okay! Big brother, you are such a good big brother!"
While Song Yaoyao was talking, she had already hurried away.
Song Qingyu shook his head: He is such a good brother, but it is so frustrating to be his son!
After a while, Song Yaoyao appeared in front of Song Qingyu.
The two men got on the carriage, which swayed and stopped after an unknown amount of time.
This time they came to another teahouse in central Beijing.
Among the teahouses in the capital, there are three most famous ones: Jingmi Zhai, famous for its storytelling; Lanxinyuan, famous for its tea and snacks; Tingyu Pavilion, famous for its poetry gatherings, which attracted many literati and poets.
Song Yaoyao had been to the first two restaurants.
The place they were going to today was the third one: Tingyu Pavilion.
After entering the door, I saw groups of young men and women gathered together, discussing something.
Song Yaoyao's eyes sparkled as she looked around.
This is the first time for Song Yaoyao. Song Qingyu said:
"Yaoyao, there are a lot of people here, follow big brother."
"good."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
