The married husband is a grandfather

Unsurprisingly, this painting was not completed, but Song Qingye was pressed down on the table by Chu Yu and ate his fill.

"Hiss, my waist." When Song Qingye woke up the next day, he felt that his waist was in excruciating pain. He lifted up his clothes and saw that on his fair skin, apart from the speckles from Chu Yu, the bruises on his waist were the worst. Eye-catching.

This is the aftereffect of falling on the table. He reached out and rubbed his waist, and touched the medicinal wine to rub it for himself.

Chu Yu should have gone to the Escort by now, he had to rely on himself, and just as he took out the medicinal wine, Chu Yu opened the door and walked in.

Song Qingye held the medicinal wine in his hand and stared blankly at Chu Yu, "Why didn't you leave?"

Chu Yu didn't answer, but walked over quickly, lifted up his clothes and took a look, seeing the bruises made him frown, "Get down, I'll rub it for you."

After seeing Song Qingye lying down, Chu Yu answered him: "I went there for a while, don't worry, I'm back again."

Song Qingye smiled when he heard the words, "There is nothing to worry about, I am an old man, and last night was not the first night."

Even so, Song Qingye's attitude towards Chu Yu was very useful.

"Hiss...cool..." Song Qingye's bones shrank from the cold medicinal wine that was suddenly smeared on his body.

"I'll pay attention next time." Sure enough, when serving the medicinal wine for the second time, Chu Yu warmed it up with his hands before wiping it on Song Qingye's waist.

It's early spring now, Wen Yan is obsessed with studying every day, even if Chu Qiu went to play with him, he has no time, he is now a mouse that fell into a rice vat, he can't even talk in his sleep at night It is what he endorsed during the day.

Chu Qiu had nothing to do, so he went to the place where his master used to live to see a doctor for free. His appearance has not changed much. He helped Chang Yiting a lot back then, so the residents nearby still remember him.

Seeing him seeing a doctor here for free, they all came to tease him, asking if he would be a teacher so soon?

"Little doctor, where is your master? Why don't you see him?"

Chu Qiu took the woman's pulse while answering her: "My master has gone to visit friends."

"Have you often felt tired, weak, and dizzy when you get up early?" Chu Qiu asked carefully.

When the woman heard it, she hit everything right, and she didn't dare to underestimate Chu Qiu's youth.

"That's right, that's right."

When the people around heard it, it turns out that this little doctor has really graduated from the teacher, he is really young and promising.

Not long after, more and more people came to see Chu Qiu after hearing the wind, and gradually formed a long queue. After a few days, Chu Qiu's reputation in the town became more and more famous, and anyone who saw him would call him "" Doctor Chu."

……

Song Qingye was looking over the accounts at Fengyi Pavilion that day, and someone came to report that someone from Beijing had come.

Song Qingye frowned, what was supposed to come would come anyway, "Let's go."

He got into the carriage and quickly returned to the other courtyard. There were many horses parked at the door. Shi Xiaoshan was standing at the door looking around. When he saw him, he hurried up to greet him, "Second Lord, Lord is already entertaining guests in the front hall."

"Yes." Song Qingye nodded.

When he walked to the front hall, Chu Yu was sitting on the chair as motionless as a mountain, and a man in his forties was sitting beside him, he was an unfamiliar face.

As soon as Song Qingye walked in, Chu Yu got up and walked over, and introduced him, "This is Mr. Ren."

Master Ren stood up, "This is Boss Song, right? He really is a good-looking talent."

"I've met Lord Ren, you've praised him too much." Song Qingye bowed to Lord Ren politely and detachedly.

"Sit down, you don't need to see outsiders. General Yan and I are old acquaintances. He has repeatedly told me not to scare his apprentice, the apprentice's wife." Master Ren stroked his beard with a smile.

Song Qingye looked at Chu Yu when he heard the words, Chu Yu nodded at him, unexpectedly it was Yan Shuokun's old acquaintance.

"I came here this time under the orders of the Holy Majesty. I hope you can promote tofu and chili to benefit the world."

Although Song Qingye knew that the husband was innocent and he was guilty of the crime, he was indeed very upset if he was asked to hand it over like this.

"Your Majesty knew that you husband and wife are indifferent to fame and wealth, so he didn't confer official titles on you two, but gave you two gold ten thousand taels." Song Qingye felt relieved when Mr. Ren said this, and the money came more practically. .

"In addition, the Holy Majesty likes the food you cook very much, and specially gave you the words with the imperial pen." Lord Ren threw out surprises one after another.

Seeing the smile on Song Qingye's face, Mr. Ren couldn't help thinking, Yan Shuokun was really right, instead of ennobling an official, it would be more practical to give some yellow and white vulgar things, let alone two countrymen with no background, suddenly Being promoted to a noble rank will arouse the envy and hatred of those who are interested.

"In about two days, the father-in-law who issued the imperial decree will arrive, and all the rewards will be presented at that time." Master Ren deliberately arrived early because he heard that old fellow Yan Shuokun said that there are many good things here .

He also saw that the jewelry that Yan Shuokun gave to his apprentice was extraordinary. It is said that it came from Chu Yufulang's shop, and the food he brought back was unheard of by Mr. Ren. , I have never seen it before, but Yan Shuokun was reluctant to give it to him, so he could only stare blankly.

"I heard that you have a lot of delicious food in your store?" Mr. Ren couldn't help but mention it.

Song Qingye understood immediately, "Come here, ask Zhang Zhang to send a copy of everything in the store."

Master Ren nodded in satisfaction seeing Song Qingye being so upbeat, but it's a pity that Yan Shuokun's apprentice's daughter-in-law is so handsome.

……

As Yan Shuokun said, this matter will bear fruit in the spring. When Song Qingye received the gold, he found that there were a lot of gold, silver and jewels. Mr. Ren smiled and told him that it was rewarded by the queen mother, saying I really like that set of masks.

It was only then that Song Qingye remembered that he had been entrusted by Prince Yu to make a set for Mingji's grandmother. Mingji was the prince, so Mingji's grandmother would naturally be the queen mother.

Song Qingye happily accepted these rewards, and made a plaque with the words "Qingyuzhai" bestowed by the Holy Majesty himself in the store.

Qingyuzhai's business was already booming, but now it is said that it was personally gifted by the imperial pen. Many people came here from Fucheng just to take a look at these three words. Do not open another branch ah?

Mr. Ren is full of food and drink here at Song Qingye, and he doesn't want to think about leaving. If it wasn't for the urgent urging from Beijing, he wouldn't want to leave.

Before leaving, Lord Ren patted Chu Yu on the shoulder, and said to him earnestly, "Your master values ​​you very much, don't let him down."

Chu Yu didn't know why, but she still nodded seriously, "I will."

As soon as Master Ren left, the town returned to calm.

Song Qingye guessed that this result could be achieved in the end, and Chu Yu's master must have been involved in it. The sudden departure of Mingji and Prince Yu was probably due to what Yan Shuokun did.

He reached out and clasped Chu Yu's fingers, "Next time Master comes to play, let's spend time with him, old man."

Chu Yu also recalled it now, and he still didn't understand what Song Qingye said, "Yeah."

The two went home holding hands.

This spring, Song Qingye finally solved a matter that had been weighing on his mind. The business of Fengyi Pavilion and Qingyuzhai is also booming. The life of him and Chuyu is peaceful and peaceful, quite a bit of quiet time. Feel.

It's a pity that the peaceful days were broken not long after.

Wen Tingchun sent someone to send an invitation card, it was Master Wen's birthday.

Since it is Master Wen's birthday, they will definitely go, but Wen Tingchun specially attached a letter saying that please take Wen Yan with you, Madam Wen must see Wen Yan with her own eyes no matter what. He was so troubled by his mother that he couldn't help it, so he agreed.

"Do you think Wen Yan's biological father is Master Wen?" Song Qingye sat on the imperial concubine chair with the letter, and leaned on Chu Yu's body with a crooked body.

"I don't know." Chu Yu brushed his long hair away to avoid being crushed by Song Qingye himself.

"If it's really Master Wen's illegitimate son, Mrs. Wen's attitude is too good. I can't do it with such generosity." Song Qingye knows that this is ancient times, and three wives and four concubines are normal. thinking about these things.

"You don't have to do it, there won't be a day like that." Chu Yu didn't have any feelings for anyone other than Song Qingye, let alone having an illegitimate child.

"That's all I'm saying. I have to ask Qiuqiu about this matter. Although I think Wen Yan probably won't go, he looks mild-tempered, but in fact he has strong self-esteem." Song Qingye thought about it. It is better to let Chu Qiu speak directly than to speak directly.

After all, Chu Qiu and Wen Yan are good friends.

"Yeah." Chu Yu nodded in agreement.

Song Qingye was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I want to open the branch of Qingyuzhai to Fucheng, what do you think?"

"can."

"I'm discussing with you, why do you always let me make decisions." Song Qingye said rather annoyed.

Chu Yu pulled the shattered hair that fell from his forehead behind his ears, "Your decision can't be wrong."

"Then what if one day you lose all your money?"

"Shall we go home and farm?" Chu Yu asked seriously, tilting his head.

Song Qingye was amused by his serious expression, how could the current family fortune of the two of them fall to the point where they went home to farm.

"I can do anything, as long as I'm with you." Chu Yu's fingers slid across Song Qingye's forehead, and the warm skin touched together, and Song Qingye couldn't help but rubbed against his hand in attachment.

"Chu Yu, you're so kind." Song Qingye stood up abruptly, raised his head and kissed Chu Yu's lips.

Chu Yu hugged his waist, and Song Qingye fell on him, "Am I heavy?"

Chu Yu hugged him and fell on the imperial concubine chair, "Hands are light, but heart is heavy."

After such a long time, Song Qingye can be considered to have heard a satisfactory answer once.