Let's talk about being each other's basic friends

There is a short and delicate red arch bridge; there are many fish swimming in the round and large lotus pond; the adjacent pavilion is where Yang Gu and Yang Heng played chess a while ago.At the highest point of the arch bridge, a man in black was sitting sideways on the handrail of the arch bridge, with one foot on it and the other hanging casually on the floor of the bridge. But his eyes were not on the fish.

This man is none other than Yang Heng.Yang Heng's eyes with small pupils were dilated because of daze, and he stared blankly into the distance. Because he was too focused on thinking about things, he unconsciously grabbed a large handful of feed and threw it down, causing all kinds of goldfish below to huddle together in a pile. Start the scramble.

Fortunately, the frequency of his throwing is very slow, otherwise it is unknown how many fish will be killed.

Suddenly, he threw the fish food onto the bridge, put his left leg on the bridge, and hung his right leg outside the handrail.Thin lips parted, and he let out a big sigh: "Hey, the system beast comes out, let me have a chat with your grandpa." The mechanical voice of the summoned beast (by mistake) that came out in response began to have some emotions and a sarcastic tone : "The system is not your grandson, the system is your father."

Yang Heng grinned and said with a smile: "Actually, you should thank me, shouldn't you? I made you change. Look at how good you are now!" The last sentence was deliberately exaggerated, which seemed very exaggerated.Mr. System stopped talking, and wanted to wait for Yang Heng to finish his nonsense.Seeing that the system ignored him, Yang Heng said, "This Song Caijue hasn't talked to me for half a month, and I'm feeling suffocated and uncomfortable."

Of course, it's not because of the lovesickness of love, but because the mission deadline is approaching day by day and there is no progress.

Yang Heng was telling the truth. Ever since Song Caijue left the General's Mansion that day, whether in court or in private, he had never even looked at Yang Heng.During the next court, Yang Heng took the initiative to talk to him, but the other party directly bypassed Yang Heng because he was unwell, so Yang Heng could only laugh at the curious ministers around him, and walked away in embarrassment.

Not to mention it in private, just ask Yang Heng to shut him down.The only time I went to visit Song Caijue was to be announced by a servant that Song Caijue was not at home. This is simply impossible.After listening to the boy, he laughed and said it was okay, turned around suddenly, kicked a big tree in front of the prime minister's mansion to vent his anger.The poor big tree was still flogged after death, and had five or six shoe prints on it, the sunken ones.

He vaguely knew why Song Caijue avoided him, maybe because he subverted the other party's three views?Or Song Caijue was hit by the fact that he could only be xed in the hands of a man... There should be all kinds of possibilities.

Mr. System interrupted Yang Heng's chaotic thoughts, and he said calmly: "Your vision is too short-sighted, this is not what you should care about now." Stand still. "You mean, where is the prince?" Yang Heng said.

"What are you doing?! You want to kill me, don't you even know how to make tea?" Mrs. Song, wearing gold hairpins and exquisite makeup, said angrily, and she dropped her tea cup after she finished speaking, "I'm a mother I don’t know what to love or not, but I only know that my son married a daughter-in-law to carry on the family line!” “You said you can’t have children!” “You can’t manage the housework well either!” “Even your in-laws are not filial! What about my Song family? There will be a daughter-in-law like you." After talking a lot, Mrs. Song didn't have the usual demeanor at all, a typical image of a bitter mother-in-law.

Wearing a bright yellow dress, Qili called the servants outside the door, wanting to tell them to take away the broken teacup, but at this moment, Mrs. Song started to attack again, and asked Qili to clean it up herself, otherwise it would be a serious crime of unfilial piety. legal disposal.Qili could only bend down and use her little hands, which had never done rough work, to pick up the broken glass.

Mrs. Song looked at Qili who had been scolded by her so much without shedding a single tear. The more she looked at her, the more angry she became, and she began to ramble again: "I came to the capital this time to look for my son because of his taking a concubine. How can a man guard her?" Living a lifetime with a barren woman? Don’t even think about it. I specially selected some excellent women who know the basics and brought the portraits to Cai Jue. If he doesn’t choose one this time, I won’t leave.”

Qi Li buried her head and continued to pick up the porcelain crumbs that fell in the cracks of the carpet. After picking it up for so long, her hands didn't have any cuts or anything like that.She said in a low voice: "Mr. Lang will go down immediately, mother will talk about it when he comes back." Mrs. Song took a sip of the tea re-brewed by the servants, and sighed comfortably, seemingly unintentionally. Said: "The tea made by this servant is delicious." The implication is that the servants cook better than her, and Qili is not as good as a servant.

Qi Li with her head down looked unclear.Mrs. Song relaxed as if relieved.

After about a stick of incense, Song Caijue went back to his residence.When I returned to the mansion, I saw Mrs. Song sitting in the middle of the lobby. She was a little surprised and said, "Mother, why are you here?" , said to himself: "I haven't seen you for a while, I miss you so much, I discussed it with your father, and I came without telling you. You won't be angry with your mother, right?"

Song Caijue shook his head and said, "No."Mrs. Song pulled Song Caijue to exchange greetings, most of the time she was the one talking, but Song Caijue just shook his head or nodded, looking very indifferent.But he put his eyes on Qili from time to time, and there was heat in his eyes.

After exchanging pleasantries, they finally got to the point. Mrs. Song asked her servants to bring over the gift she brought.

While slowly opening the bag, she said gently to Song Caijue, "Look at these scrolls." Her bag was also opened, and there were more than a dozen scrolls piled inside.

Song Caijue reached out and casually picked up a roll, opened it and read it.I found that there were lifelike and beautiful women painted inside, and their names, birth dates, general personalities, etc. were written next to the portraits.He suddenly understood what Mrs. Song was here for this time. The marriage between him and Qili was facilitated by Mrs. Song.Now Mrs. Song is determined to give him a concubine again, this kind of thing...

"Mother, I understand what you mean. But I don't need any of these, I just need beauty." Song Caijue's tone was firm, as if he could not be refuted.But Mrs. Song understands that Song Caijue is actually a filial child, as long as it is her words, Song Caijue will still listen.

"You need all of these. It's been almost seven years, and I've long wanted to have a grandson. You are the only son in the Song family. Who can I count on? That beauty can't satisfy my only wish. What do you tell me to do?" ?” Mrs. Song’s eyes were full of tears, and she looked very bitter.

Song Caijue didn't speak, but just quietly listened to Mrs. Song's complaints. "It's just asking you to take a concubine, not to divorce your wife. What's so embarrassing?" Mrs. Song put the scroll into Yang Heng's hand, and continued: "If you look at it more, there will always be someone you like." Qi Li didn't say a word, just silently listening to Mrs. Song's bitter words.But the nails she dug into her palms betrayed her restlessness.

Song Caijue opened all the scrolls, looked at them one by one, shook his head after reading each one, and finally said: "I don't like these. Recently, His Majesty entrusted me with the full power to handle the crown prince's enthronement, and I also I'm tired and need to rest." After saying this rare passage, he got up and ran away.

The last thing Mrs. Song saw was Song Caijue's handsome back, she could only hold back what she wanted to say.When she turned her head, she saw Qi Li sitting there with her head buried. This girl who used to be satisfied with everything she looked at, now feels disgusted no matter how she looks at it.This submissive woman is not what she used to be.

"You'd better pray that you won't be disgusted by Material Sensation." When she spoke, she looked at Qili with malicious eyes, and after she finished speaking, she stepped on the floor hard, making exaggerated footsteps and left.

At this moment, Qi Li raised her head and looked at Mrs. Song's leaving figure. Her formerly bright eyes were now cloudy and dark, and there was hatred in them that could not be ignored.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday I helped my grandma move the tiles, and I was busy until [-] o'clock in the evening. The Mid-Autumn Festival was spent "happily" in this way.It's a pity that I don't go to the construction site to move bricks, my strong body, haha