Brother's Road to Promotion

"Where's Jiang Yu?"

"Young Master Xiaoyu went out with Heshun." Ford replied.

"He runs outside very diligently these days." Song Yu said calmly, these days, as long as he goes out, Jiang Yu will definitely not stay in the palace, Song Yu has already known.

Ford was silent for a moment, but he still reminded: "My lord's birthday is coming soon. In the past few years, my lord has not been in Beijing, so I have never arranged it. This year, I will be in Beijing. Do you want to hold a banquet in the mansion?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Song Yu's face. He had been out for three years in a row, and he was not a full year old. The people around him were also careless. He had long forgotten about his birthday.

"No need." At this moment, hosting a banquet is a troublesome problem. It is the prince's birthday, and holding a banquet is said to be a birthday, but in fact it is more political, and Song Yu is really not interested.

When he was the emperor, he had to deal with it every year. Now that he is still an idle prince, why should he cause troubles.

Speaking of which, if he didn't want to get involved in the struggle for the throne in the past two years, the best way was actually to stay away from the imperial city and the center of the political storm.

Song Yu had a vague idea in his mind.

It's the beginning of summer now, the sun is shining outside, but it's not too hot. At this time, there are only two cups of clear tea that have run out of heat in the front hall.

The waiter saw his lord and Manager Fu coming together, and hurriedly bent forward, "My lord, the princess felt that the room was stuffy, so she went to the lotus pond with His Royal Highness and Second Young Master Chen."

King Yan's Mansion is luxurious and occupies a large area. The Wintersweet Forest is just a scene in winter, and there are countless scenery beside it, and the lotus pond is one of them.

The name is Lianchi, but it is actually called Lianhu, which is more appropriate. Lianchi is larger than the lake in Pingyuan Princess Mansion that can be used for boating, and the lake is true to its name. Although it is not deep, it is full of trees. In the lotus, there is a wooden bridge leading directly to the north and south courtyards, and a thatched pavilion with wild charm is built in the middle of the lake, and there is a lake center cottage with ventilation on all sides not far away.

In summer, it is better to enjoy the cool in it.

Although it is not a difficult scene to buy, it is the only one in Yanwang Mansion in Shangjing.

It's not that other people don't have the financial resources, it's just that when you come to a family that can own such a large mansion in Shangjing, it's not because the population is dense, the master and servants get together, or the environment is not suitable, many people are more willing to raise some carp, and they will not raise this kind of carp. Not to mention that the lotus is ordinary, but in autumn, a pool of residual lotus is not very beautiful.

Just like Song Yu, he lived in the best and largest mansion, but he was the only master in the whole mansion, so he was willing to dig such a big lake and plant it full of the most common lotus flowers.

As soon as he approached the lotus pond, Song Yu heard the faint sound of the piano.

The servant guarding the gate immediately came forward and reported: "The third princess and Yuru are playing the piano together in the lake house, and His Royal Highness is playing chess with the second son Chen in the grass pavilion."

"The third princess ran into Yururen in the yard, and after saying a few words, she took Yururen to the hut."

Song Yu frowned, nodded to show that he understood, and went straight to the wooden bridge to the grass pavilion.

The gentle breeze in the lake blows the tulle that hangs down on the four sides of the hut. Against the backdrop of the emerald green lotus leaves and pink and white lotus flowers all over the lake, it feels a bit like a dream.When Song Yu got closer, he realized that the sound of the piano was coming from inside.

And a hundred meters away from the hut, Song Jin and Chen Rongxuan could be seen sitting at the wooden table in the middle of the grass pavilion.

Song Yu glanced at the hut, and he could see the figure inside through the tulle, but he didn't stop walking, and went straight to the grass pavilion.

The two chess players in the grass pavilion looked very leisurely, there were melons and fruits and refreshments on the side, they looked at it without knowing, and wondered if there was a missing wall in his mansion.

This lotus pond doesn't look like it belongs to his Prince Yan's mansion.

"I see that this place doesn't look like mine any more. The two of you feel at ease, taking advantage of the master's absence and taking advantage of other people's house. I don't know if this is the East Palace or the Duke's Mansion!" Song Song Yu went up the steps and stabbed directly.

"Brother Huang, why are you so stingy?" Song Jin stood up with Chen Rongxuan after hearing the sound of footsteps. The relationship has never been bad, and now he joked with a smile.

"That's right! Fortunately, we brought good wine to you." Chen Rongxuan also answered.

When Song Yu saw Chen Rongxuan's so-called good wine, he immediately raised his eyebrows, "The wine in Baoshulou, your tongue is still normal, may I ask an imperial doctor to show you?"

Baoshulou is two streets away from King Yan's Mansion, and Jiang Yu likes the cakes inside. As for the wine, Song Yu shook his head.

"What the hell are you here for?"

As soon as Song Yu finished speaking, he heard a sweet voice behind him say, "Brother Huang!"

"Brother Huang's place has the best view in Quan Shangjing at the moment. I have been thinking about my sister for a long time, but Brother Huang won't enter the palace, so my sister has no choice but to come here by herself."

As soon as Song Yu turned around, she saw Song Miao standing not far away with a smile on her face, and Jiang Yuniang who was following her could not hide her surprise.

Ever since Jiang Yuniang entered the Palace of Prince Yan, she had never left the three-acre land in the backyard of Prince Yan Palace.

Although King Yan's backyard is huge, except for those fixed individuals, Jiang Yuniang has never seen anyone else, not even her nominal husband.When Emperor Jiahe summoned her to the capital, she still remembered Jiang Zhenniang's face distorted by jealousy and hatred.

How happy I was at that time, how regretful I was after staying in Yan Wangfu for two years.

She would rather marry an ordinary family than spend the rest of her life in the gold and jade cage of Prince Yan's Mansion.

This time it was indeed an accident, and she was just wandering through the hospital every day, and she never expected to run into an unexpected person.

She wanted to try anything to change the current situation.

It's just that she didn't expect that King Yan was someone who had met once, so she also remembered that there was a girl beside her who was so similar in appearance that it was hard to tell them apart.

Jiang Yuniang was dressed in light-colored clothes, with a little cinnabar decoration between her eyebrows and eyes. If Jiang Yu hadn't become much better now, at a glance, she would look exactly the same as Jiang Yu's women's attire back then.

Song Yu looked at Jiang Yuniang with a gleam of light, but he never introduced to both parties, "Miss Jiang, please entertain me, let Xiao Anzi take you back to the courtyard to rest." Miss Jiang?

What does it mean to call him Miss Jiang now?

Jiang Yuniang was stunned for a moment, thinking about it in a circle, then leaned over and saluted, "Yes."

Then he bowed again to the three people present, turned around and left along the small wooden bridge, covered by the lush lotus leaves, Jiang Yuniang's figure was gorgeous, and the figure who left calmly seemed to be a beautiful fantasy gradually hidden in layers of lotus leaves After the leaves.

It's the same as when we first met, knowing how to advance and retreat.

Song Jin's eyes paused for a moment on the woman who was passing by in surprise. Did he remember that this woman was not Song Yu's child?

He still remembered how affectionate the two were on the Lantern Festival back then, what's going on now?

"Okay, you can stay as long as you want." Song Yu turned around and glanced at Song Jin, then smiled and said, "I don't want to accompany you."

Hearing this, seeing that Song Yu was really planning to leave, Chen Rongxuan said, "Hey hey hey, you are the master, how can you treat guests like this?"

Song Yu sneered, "That's how I treat guests, what can you do to me?"

It's a bit disrespectful.

"So I prepared a birthday gift for you," Chen Rongxuan shook his head, "If that's the case, forget it."

Hearing this, Song Miao, who was a little confused just now, was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized, "Oh, I almost forgot the date of Brother Huang's birthday."

"Ah, I haven't prepared a congratulatory gift yet."

When Chen Rongxuan said this, he didn't know it and he should know it.

"Brother Huang's birthday, I almost forgot." Song Jin said from the side, "It seems that I also have to think about the birthday gift for Brother Huang."

Song Yu was a little helpless, this time, even if it was nothing, it was too much.

Song Yu's helplessness is that he still needs to set up a banquet to deal with people who don't want to deal with it, and others are worried about what to give, just like Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu and Song Yu have only known each other for two years, and they have been traveling around for a few days. This is the first time they know about Song Yu's birthday. Now that their relationship is different from the past, he doesn't know what gift to give to Song Yu. .

I can only run outside every day.

It's just that Song Yu is a nobleman, and Jiang Yu has been really troubled for a long time since he has never seen anything good.

In the end, he started his own pen and drew a pattern. After searching outside for a long time, he found a piece of Hetian jade with good quality. It looks like a jade ring.

On the day of Song Yu's birthday, Jiang Yu woke up early and got up lightly.

"Heshun, when the prince wakes up, remember to go to the small kitchen and talk to me." Jiang Yu closed the door, turned his head and said to Heshun who got up early.

"Understood." He Shun said.

At this moment, the sky was not yet bright, and there was only a faint light on the east side. Jiang Yu had already greeted the people in the small kitchen, and the eggs, flour, and chopped green onions were ready early.

Jiang Yu personally kneaded the noodles, chopped green onions, beat the eggs, turned on the fire, and cooked a bowl of longevity noodles by himself. When Heshun came to report the news, Jiang Yu returned to Song Yu's room with the bowl of noodles.

After waking up early in the morning, the person next to him was gone. Song Yu's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes sank. When he saw Deshun who came up to serve him, his indifferent atmosphere made him come forward to report. Ford was stunned for a moment.

When Jiang Yu brought up the noodle bowl with a smile on his face, Song Yu said without seeing clearly, "I'm not on duty, what are you doing so early."

Seeing that Song Yu didn't turn his head, Jiang Yu put down the plate in his hand, went over to take the belt in Deshun's hand, stepped forward to fasten it for Song Yu, and teased, "Which day am I not on duty?" Serving diligently.

Song Yu seemed to have heard the meaning behind his words, and his dark eyes suddenly brightened, "Are you complaining to me about being too tired?"

Jiang Yu raised his head and glanced at the person who started to be unruly again, and said firmly: "I'm afraid the prince is not easy, otherwise why did you wake up later than me, would you like Xiao Yu'er to cook a can of soup for you?"

"Oh!" Song Yu grabbed Jiang Yu's waist with one hand, "It seems that Xiao Yu'er is very relaxed, but this king is too rigid."

Seeing Song Yu's eyes darken, Jiang Yu withdrew his legs that were probing the edge of his prince's man's dignity, and showed an extremely obedient smile, "I personally made longevity noodles for one night today, Huai Jin can't be disgusted."

If the gun goes off at this moment, his bowl of noodles will be for nothing.