Not long after Song Yutong returned, Cheng Hanyan also came back from doing errands outside.
Without waiting for Cheng Hanyan to take the initiative to ask, Song Yutong recounted everything that happened today one by one like a bamboo tube.
It was specifically pointed out that she did not know the heights of the sky and had offended Yongbo Houfu.
"I don't know if the Xiong Xiong family in their family will go to the emperor to complain. If they really go to the emperor to complain, I will hurt you."
When Song Yutong said this, his tone may not have been tiring in half a year, but it was also a bit smug.
Cheng Hanyan saw that she was having fun today and was not as dull as before, so he didn't mind what trouble she caused outside.
"It's okay. With Ji Chengan here, even if you poke a hole in the sky, I can use him to fill it."
Cheng Hanyan said this without any emotion, it was all personal grudges.
Hearing this made Song Yutong laugh with joy.
However, before he could rejoice for a long time, the bear from Yongbohou Mansion came looking for him.
"Where is your general? Tell him to get out of here."
The couple were still in the yard when they heard a very loud roar coming from the direction of the gate.
Because it was separated by several doors, the sound was very distant and erratic.
But as soon as I heard this aggressive attitude, I knew it was something bad.
"I am Yong Bohou, the mother-in-law of the Queen Mother. You generals have taken the courage of a bear and dared to humiliate the future second prince and concubine like this. Call your general out quickly, I want to settle the score with him."
Song Yutong and Cheng Hanyan looked at each other, and Cheng Hanyan reached out and patted Song Yutong on the head.
"Just sit still and I'll go out and take a look."
Song Yutong was feeling hungry at the moment, so she didn't care about that. She took Cheng Hanyan to sit down together and asked someone to pass on the dinner.
"Let him scream first, and then we'll talk after we're full. If you're not full, you won't have the strength to fight."
She didn't care about the shouting outside the door. Anyway, Yong Bohou wouldn't be able to come in for a short time, and Song Yutong wasn't afraid of him banging on the door.
The couple should sit around the dining table to eat and drink before talking.
When Song Yutong regained her strength, Yong Bohou's voice became hoarse.
At this moment, I was sitting on the ground weakly, almost unable to shout.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yong Bohou sat on the ground, pointed at Cheng Hanyan and Song Yutong and nodded in the air.
"You, you..."
"Ah! Mr. Yongbo, why didn't you eat? You spoke in such a low voice that I couldn't even hear you."
Song Yutong pretended to be very surprised, and her tone was pure and innocent, as if she was really doing it for Yong Bohou.
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Cheng Hanyan, her beautiful eyes blinked, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyes.
"You...heh...you" Yong Bohou almost said a word to take a breath, and said a word to take a breath. "It's just...deceiving...heh...it's too much."
Song Yutong quickly directed the servants at home and spoke quickly.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly send Prince Yong back to his carriage and tell him to go back and have a good rest? Look how tired he is."
After hearing what their wife said, the boys did not doubt or refute. They quickly lifted Prince Yong up and prepared to put him on the carriage.
"Honor Yong, please go back and rest first. I won't let you eat."
Song Yutong's coquettish behavior really shocked the housekeeper, and he suddenly wanted to leave the general's residence. Their wife was such a troublemaker.
The general does not care about the various tricks of the show, he just depends on his wife's temperament.
I'm not afraid that one day I might actually touch a tiger's butt and cause a nasty mess.
Prince Yong struggled and was carried onto the carriage. When he came down again, the door of General Zhongyong's mansion had been closed.
He was really angry. He didn't get justice, he didn't get a lesson, and he suffered all the anger in vain.
"You wait, you all wait for me. I'm going to file a complaint. I don't believe the emperor can't cure you."
Yong Bohou spoke to the closed door, turned around and asked the groom to turn the horse's head back to Yong Bohou's mansion.
After all, he is a literati, he is not very good at scolding, and he is not very good at quarreling.
In Song Yutong's case, he couldn't get past even one move.
"I think it will be difficult for you to attend court tomorrow morning. I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with Mr. Yong Bohou."
Song Yutong shook her head regretfully as she spoke. Seeing how lively she was, Cheng Hanyan's eyes were filled with doting.
"It's true, but I wonder what compensation my madam can give me? Ask me to go to court tomorrow morning so that I can face the storm of Yong Bohou."
"Of course I believe that my husband is so powerful, he will definitely be able to handle it skillfully. Come on, I'll tell you a story!"
Song Yutong took the initiative to hold Cheng Hanyan's hand and led him to the rocking chair where he was enjoying the cool air.
The second day before the Hundred Flowers Day begins is the time to select talented women.
Song Yutong had been feeling depressed at home for a long time, so naturally she wanted to go out and take a look.
Today, Mrs. Feng should start preparing for a banquet at home, so she doesn't have time to accompany her out.
But Yifang did have time to accompany her on this trip.
The two of them were watching a group of pretty girls in the audience, going to the stage to show off their talents.
What about playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, being proficient in literature and military strategy, being proficient in arithmetic, etc.
There were so many and varied types that Song Yutong was speechless after reading them.
Those who knew it were selecting Lady Baihua, but those who didn’t know thought it was the Imperial College recruiting students.
It is strange that a person who can serve as the lady of hundreds of flowers can directly enter the palace and become a beauty without going through the draft.
With such great ability, it would be more than enough for him to be a teacher in the Imperial Academy and an editor in the Hanlin Academy.
Song Yutong turned around and saw Yifang beside her, and asked curiously.
"Yifang, do you know these things?"
Yifang looked at the girl who was doing the calculation on the table, the abacus was clicking loudly.
"When I was in the residence of the Protector General, my aunt sent teachers to teach me, but I learned a little bit of everything and was not proficient in it."
It was precisely because she was only half-assed at everything that made Yifang extremely unconfident about herself.
"A half-baked level is enough. You can continue to learn something you are interested in. If you study hard for two years, you will be good at it. You see, I don't know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I can only be confident if I am good at cooking."
Think I am number one in the world."
Song Yutong started brainwashing Yifang again, telling the girl to stop shrinking slightly, raise her head, and puff out her chest to be a human being.
"I am already a mother, how can I still..."
"You learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you learn various things not to please others, but to enrich yourself. What's wrong with being a mother? I am also a mother. My cooking skills are acquired. Do you know that I
When my son was three years old, I couldn’t even cook.”
Song Yutong looked at the woman on the stage, then picked up the flute and played a song for everyone.
The melody is nice, but the music is not smooth and has lost its quality, making it not so pleasant to listen to.