The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

The food on the table is full of fragrance, just looking at it can make people appetite.

Song Xuyao ​​sat at the table and stared at the food with bright eyes. He sneaked a glance at the older brother sitting across from him, and couldn't help but said, "Brother... When are we going to have dinner? I'm so hungry."

"Huh?" Song Jing glanced at him, then turned her head mercilessly and continued to look out the window.

"Xiaoyan asked me for the address, but I had to give it...Isn't this a surprise for you?" Song Xuyao ​​swallowed, and the more he spoke, the softer he said, "And it's useless if you're in a hurry, even if you're stuck in a traffic jam on the road, you can fly there. There's no place to stop... The food tastes best when it's hot... You really look like Wangfushi..."

"To shut up."

Song Xuyao ​​honestly stopped talking, and then protested with a sensible stomach, "Gah——"

"..."

The two brothers fell into a mysterious silence, one turned to look at the door, and the other looked down at the vegetables.

Finally, before the food was completely cooled, under the eager expectation of the two, a taxi finally stopped at the door, Xiao Yan got off the passenger seat and waved, "Thank you, master!"

"You're welcome," the old driver waved his hand, drove for about ten meters, braked sharply again, leaned out the window and shouted, "Brother, wait! Your luggage is still in the car!" I just took a trip to the old city , it was later.

Song Jing went out to help Xiao Yan drag out the boss's suitcase from the trunk, and Song Xuyao, who followed closely behind, paused and exclaimed: "My mother, are you going to live together??? Where's my dog ​​food? ??"

Xiao Yan blushed a little, reached out and tugged at Song Jing's sleeve: "I'm here to ask Lao Song to make up a lesson."

Song Jing held her little paw with her backhand: "Yes."

Song Xuyao: ... Don't think that you can insult my IQ just because you are my sister-in-law? !

Who will bring a suitcase to make up lessons? !Is it full of books? !

Excessive!

But finally it's time to eat, the three of them sat around the table, Song Xuyao ​​couldn't wait to dig into the food, Xiao Yan was also very hungry, not to mention that he is growing up at this time, he eats a lot, and the hunger comes too fast like a tornado.The two of them looked like they were devouring food. Fortunately, they were both qualified. Although they were fast, they were good at eating. As they ate, they found that their tastes were exactly the same.

Song Jing scolded: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

Song Xuyao ​​always felt that a sharp gaze was directed at him, and with a shake of his chopsticks, the last garlic prawn fell back into the plate with a click, and was quickly picked up by Xiao Yan with a chopstick, and he took a bite.

Song Xuyao ​​looked up: "Brother!"

"Huh?" Song Jing ate very gracefully.

"No, it's nothing..." Song Xuyao ​​hesitated for a second, and switched to grilled cod.

At this time, Xiao Yan finished eating the prawns, and looked at Song Jing eagerly: "I want to eat cod."

Song Jing quickly took out the chopsticks, Song Xuyao's eyes blurred, and the last piece of grilled cod fell into Xiao Yan's bowl.

Xiao Yan succeeded in playing a prank, like a little cat, with his eyes bent and his head buried in the bowl, sniggering.

Song Xuyao ​​quit immediately: "Brother, I want it too!"

Song Jing tapped the empty plate: "It's gone."

"You're biased!" Song Xuyao ​​was wronged, his brother never served him food since he was a child!Is it still not my brother? !

It's enough to force people to race dog food during meal time!

Song Xuyao ​​was about to fry the hair, when the piece of cod fell into his bowl just now, Song Xuyao ​​froze immediately, looked up at Xiao Yan and winked at him.

...Isn't it okay if he doesn't eat? Didn't you see that his brother next to him was ready to kill someone with a knife? !

Too ruthless QAQ.

"Eat." Song Jing still came out to maintain order.

So the two who were cowardly in seconds followed the policy of "no food, no sleep, no talking", and obediently finished their meal.

After eating, the auntie would clean up the table. Song Xuyao ​​slumped on the sofa exhausted physically and mentally, and sent a message to Qiao Zhiyuan with his fingers: [Please comfort me after eating too much dog food, come out for supper at night? 】Unexpectedly, Qiao Zhiyuan replied in seconds: 【Xiao Yan went to your place? 】

【yes. 】Song Xuyao ​​looked up feebly, and saw Xiao Yan opened the suitcase on one side after resting. Probably because it was too tightly stuffed, a box of books came out with a clatter as soon as he opened it.

"It's really a book..." Song Xuyao ​​was dumbfounded, and while muttering, he added a sentence to Qiao Zhiyuan: 【Come to my brother for extra lessons. 】Zhiyuan: Damn mentally retarded.JPG

Song Jiuri: It's true! ! !Xiao Yan also brought a suitcase of books...

Zhiyuan: ...

Song Jiuri: ...

Zhiyuan: Show me the two of them.

Song Jiuri: ...I dare not.

Zhiyuan: Prospect.

Song Jiuri: Then you have to do me some favors hehehe.

Zhiyuan: I invite you to eat supper.

Song Jiuri: Darling, wait for me, I'll be right there!

Zhiyuan: Tomorrow.

Song Jiuri: 〒▽〒

After chatting with Qiao Zhiyuan, Song Xuyao ​​looked up and found that his elder brother had already led Xiao Yan upstairs to the study, Song Xuyao ​​jumped up like a carp, and quickly followed.

Song Jing turned and looked at him indifferently.

Song Xuyao ​​picked up the suitcase with an idea, "Xiao Yan, I'll help you carry it!"

Depend on!Really heavy.

Song Xuyao ​​went upstairs carrying such a heavy box, his legs were still a little weak, and then he was locked outside, and it was Xiao Yan who closed the door, so don't disturb the two-person world between him and Lao Song, okay?

Brother, this is for your own good, OK? !Song Xuyao ​​hated that iron could not be made into steel.

Song Jing's study room is a bit quaint, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are still complete, and the bookshelves are full of several rows of thread-bound books, most of which are orphans. No wonder Song Xuyao ​​thinks that his brother is locked in the study room every day to practice big characters.

Xiao Yan picked up a book curiously, it happened to be a general history in chronicle, as if someone had read it many times in one place, and if you flipped through it at random, you would find the content of the Great Xiao, and the books next to it were basically history books and biographies Even unofficial history.

Da Xiao, as a dynasty that perished within a few generations, was only one or two pages long, but Xiao Yan felt that it was heavy. The guarded country was handed over to others...the Prime Minister Song who killed himself in front of the hall, and the queen mother who was killed was sad... Xiao Yan couldn't help sniffing.

Song Jing saw Xiao Yan's depression, and called him back to his senses: "Come and read."

Xiao Yan stuffed the book back in its original form, quietly stepped into a comfortable position on Song Jing's lap, and turned to look at him: "I am Da Xiao's sinner."

Song Jing reached out to cover Xiao Yan's bright black eyes, hugged him into his arms, pressed his chest against the boy's thin back, rested his chin lightly on the top of Xiao Yan's furry head, and whispered : "On the eighth day of April in the sixth year of Liang Wu, Emperor Wu of Liang died at the age of sixteen. Law……"

Xiao Yan couldn't see anything, but could feel Song Jing's body temperature and pounding heartbeat, as if resonating, the heart rate of the two coincided, listening to Song Jing's pleasant whisper, Xiao Yan also slowly calmed down.

Fortunately, he still has Prime Minister Song.

Speaking of the new emperor, Song Jing's expression slowly became a little more solemn. In his opinion, the little emperor's drowning was too strange, and the new emperor's ascension to the throne was too hasty... Maybe he committed suicide or was impulsive.

The feeling of wet palms made Song Jing's voice stop abruptly, and Song Jing slowly let go of her hand.

The corners of Xiao Yan's eyes were red but he didn't dare to open them, maybe because he felt ashamed, Xiao Yan turned around and buried himself in Song Jing's arms, hugging him tightly and not letting go, Song Jing patted him on the back and said his words Doubt: "Why did you go to the ice spring that day? There are no maids around?"

"I found an excuse to go secretly," Xiao Yan said in a low nasal voice, "I wanted to catch koi for you to eat..."

"..."

In fact, after finishing speaking, Xiao Yan himself felt extremely ashamed, so he kept silent.

Facts have proved that it’s okay for the koi to see if it doesn’t turn, don’t think about braised in braise or steamed... Soup doesn’t work either.

After a while, Xiao Yan said sullenly: "Old Song, what time is it, I still have to do my homework, which is due on Monday."

Song Jing rubbed his hair: "It's too late today, let's write tomorrow."

"There's a lot of homework, and I won't be able to finish it tomorrow." Xiao Yan looked up from Song Jing's arms, not knowing whether it was a glance or shyness, with a red face, "Then today...can I stay? "

I rely on!

Song Xuyao, who was stuck outside the door, heard Xiao Yan's words before he heard a word of what his elder brother said. He was shocked, held back the scream that almost blurted out, and quickly moved back to his room on tiptoe. He exhaled heavily on the bed.

Do you want to report to Zhiyuan?

No, he has to sort it out first.

Song Xuyao ​​threw away his phone, jumped up from the bed and locked the door in a panic.

For dog food, choose imported ones... Bah, this must be dog food from outer space!

Can!Afraid!Song Xuyao ​​couldn't help hugging himself tightly.