"Song Xiaoxiao, did you ask Master to embroider it to fool us?" Song Shuangxi couldn't help but ask.
Song Xiaoxiao quickly waved her hand: "No, Master only gave me the base, and I embroidered the rest myself!"
Song Shuangxi stroked it, eyes full of envy.
Song Fuxin glanced at Song Tuanyuan. He had nothing to say. He had been studying for the past six months.
"Mom, should we go back to Taiping City after the Chinese New Year?" Song Fujian asked, "I also want to follow my second brother back to the academy to study!"
Although Song Fuchuan was not as good at reading as Song Fuxin, he was smart and righteous. He handled the issue of beatings by book boys very well, and now he has become the leader of those book boys.
Song Tuanyuan nodded: "Your second brother will take the exam in the beginning of spring. Let's go back after the third day of the New Year."
When Song Fugui heard this, he couldn't stay for more than a few days!
"Mom, what should we do with the big business at home?" Song Fugui had never been a prostitute, so he was still a little worried.
"Just soak. I'll be back when your second brother finishes his exam. Calculating the time, I'll make it just in time!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Since Song Tuanyuan said so, Song Fugui could only nod.
Song Fuxin had previously felt that Song Tuanyuan had treated him badly. Now when he heard that he had left all his huge business of 1,500 taels of silver at home and had to accompany him to take the exam, he suddenly became excited and raised his eyes.
Looking at Song Tuanyuan, her eyes twinkled: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely take the exam well and pass the high school exam!"
Song Tuanyuan nodded.
It doesn't matter whether he won the top prize or not in three years' time. Song Tuanyuan still hopes that Song Fuxin can pass the exam this time.
Only if you win the imperial examination can you have the opportunity to become an official.
Song Fujin finally established his lofty ambition to be a good official. It would be a disaster if he couldn't even become an official.
At this moment, the little girl was sitting in the walker designed by Song Tuanyuan and made by Song Fugui. She walked over pushing Gululu, looking up at Song Tuanyuan and giggling.
Looking at the little girl, and then at the family, I think that it has been almost a year since I came to this dynasty, and life flies by so fast.
After the New Year, Song Fuxin won the election and became a sesame official to take office. After finding Song Laidi, it is estimated that the Song family's affairs will be settled, and by then, she can leave.
Song Tuanyuan thought about it and couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched the little girl's hair.
I don’t know if she will be reluctant to give up when the time comes?
At this moment, Shen Lin from the Ji family hurriedly came into the room.
"At the palace banquet two years ago, King Liang teased the palace maids, and was scolded by the emperor. He was punished by not being able to celebrate the New Year in the palace this year!" Shen Lin said in a low voice, "The ministers in the court felt that these were signs that the emperor was tired of King Liang.
The people who walked around Prince Cheng’s residence became more and more diligent a few years ago!”
Ji Changan asked: "What's the reaction from King Cheng?"
"Prince Cheng closed the door to thank the guests, but news came out that Prince Cheng was concentrating on studying the dishes to prepare for the emperor on New Year's Eve!" Shen Lin said.
Ji Changan sneered: "This Prince Cheng is indeed smart. He wants to show his attitude to the ministers and the emperor. He has no intention of competing for favor, but he has the emperor in his heart and is filial!"
Shen Lin nodded: "The more you do this, the more you can please the emperor!"
Ji Changan sighed: "But the emperor has serious thoughts, so he still has to take one step at a time!"
Shen Lin nodded.
"Where's Old Man Hao? Is there any news?" Ji Changan asked again.
"Hao Lixian has been promoted to the imperial hospital. Recently, he has had the opportunity to follow Yu Kun to ask for a safe pulse on the emperor." Shen Lin said, "Mr. Hao has always stayed with King Cheng."
"With Old Man Hao here, King Liang won't be able to catch the problem with King Cheng's leg!" Ji Chang'an said, "Doctor Hao has chosen the right person!"
Shen Lin looked at Ji Changan: "Where is the young master? It's better to find allies while the situation is not so clear yet."
Ji Changan understood what Shen Lin meant, and wanted him to know which prince he would help as soon as possible.
But his ambition is not in government affairs, but in life in Qingshan Town.
Ji Changan looked in the direction next door and said nothing.
Shen Lin sighed quietly.
He knew what Ji Changan was thinking and was already biased secretly, but if the situation became clearer, Shen Lin was afraid that someone would gossip in front of King Cheng.
After all, Ji Changan did a lot for Prince Liang back then.
Compared to the Hao family, Ji Changan had to do more to gain King Cheng's trust.
Shen Lin did not expect that Ji Changan had no intention of letting King Cheng trust him.
He just wants to live an ordinary life.
It is true that life is hard and New Year is easy.
Years ago, I was extremely busy. After New Year's Eve, I seemed to have left everything behind. Song Tuanyuan was at home, and besides wanting to sleep, I still wanted to sleep. But because there were so many people at home, you kept talking to each other, and I often wanted to sleep in. It is also a luxury.
After paying New Year's greetings on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, they usually go to the village to see their new wife.
Sister-in-law He came to make an appointment with Wang Yulan, and Song Hehua came to make an appointment with Song Shuangxi.
Song Shuangxi took Song Daji and Song Xiaoxiao along.
Wang Yulan held the little girl in her arms. In this way, all the women in the Song family were dispatched, except Song Tuanyuan.
"Mom, are you going?" Song Shuangxi poked his head in and asked.
Song Tuanyuan lay on the bed and waved her hands.
Song Shuangxi responded, and all the women of the Song family went out.
All the women in the village have gone out, and the men will definitely not be able to sit around and gather together to talk nonsense.
Everyone left at once, and Song Tuanyuan felt peaceful. He pulled up the quilt, closed the door, and fell into a deep sleep.
Just as he was sleeping soundly, he heard someone shouting outside. Song Tuanyuan got up in a daze, answered the call, put on his clothes, put on his hair in a hairpin, put on his dog-skin hat and went to open the door.
Outside the courtyard gate, Ji Changan and Dashan stood.
There was a snowfall in the middle of the night last night. It wasn't heavy, but there was snow on the road. Although the two of them were wearing thick coats and fur coats, they were still freezing and stamping their feet.
"Why are you here?" Song Tuanyuan was stunned and stepped forward to ask.
"Our young master has to come out to receive the goods. This is the Chinese New Year. No one is selling goods, but he is bored on the road!" Dashan couldn't help saying, shaking his hands and stomping his feet, "Aunt Song, can you tell us something? Hot water to drink?”
Song Tuanyuan looked at the sky in confusion. It was the first time he came to ask for water on New Year's Day!
Song Tuanyuan stepped forward and opened the door, letting the two of them in.
The floor of the house is extremely warm because of the floor heating.
Dashan came in and looked around for a long time, but didn't see the charcoal stove. He couldn't help but ask: "Mrs. Song, your house is really warm, but why can't you see the charcoal stove?"
Song Tuanyuan was about to say it, but deliberately didn't say it. She looked at Ji Chang'an and asked, "Does Mr. Ji know?"
Ji Changan was stunned: "How did I know?"
"Mr. Ji, have you ever dreamed of floor heating?" Song Tuanyuan asked.
Ji Changan shook his head.
Song Tuanyuan sighed. It seemed that Ji Changan knew the multiplication table, the birthday cake and the dishes. He was probably dreaming about it!
"How did Mrs. Song know that the floor is warm?" Ji Changan raised his eyes and stared at Song Tuanyuan and asked.