Chapter 447 He is old

After breakfast, officials sent New Year's greetings posts one after another. On the first day of the Lunar New Year of the Ming Dynasty, they generally did not visit relatives and friends, but good officials had to send famous posts and gifts. People may not come, but the earlier the famous posts are sent, the more unusual the relationship is. After the second day of the lunar new year, they can invite each other to hold a banquet and meet and play. .

Song Nan received a lot of famous posts in the hall and wrote a reply to the little men to send out their respective lives. Looking at the end of the day, he told Uncle Zhong, "I need to go to the State Council, and then I will ask my wife to reply and take care of the post again."

Uncle Zhong nodded and agreed. Song Nan went out of the hall and ordered people to prepare horses. Li Daniu, who came to Song Mansion early in the morning, came to hear the news. Hearing that Song Nan was going to the Duke's Mansion, he was stunned and said, "Young master, didn't you say that you would not go to the Dugong Mansion again? Why are you going today?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "That's an angry word. After all, it's the little princess's mother's family. Besides, today is the first day of the Chinese New Year. I'm going to go there without sending a priest. Otherwise, how can my wife deal with herself? Besides, the little father-in-law is good to me.

Da Niu thought for a moment and nodded and said, "That's right. Although Da Niu doesn't know much about it, he also thinks it's better for us not to get stuck with the government. The old prince has a big face, and it is understandable to look down on our small family, but after all, he still married his wife to the young master, which shows that the old prince is actually satisfied with the young master. As for why he didn't help the young master last time, I can't figure it out.

Song Nan laughed and said, "You don't understand. I'll come as I go. You don't have to follow."

Li Daniu hurriedly said, "How come? I'll take the horse with you. If you let Wang Yong take their leave, I will take up the role of guard."

Song Nan waved her hand and said, "Come on, you'd better go to your sister Pinger."

Li Daniel blushed and said, "Young master, you all know it."

Song Nan laughed and said, "Am I deaf and blind? You know what's interesting about Ping'er in the backyard. Why don't you come to me for the Spring Festival with your parents this early morning? Don't you want to meet the right person? Lord, I've been here before."

Li Daniu twisted and said, "Don't you blame me?"

Song Nan said, "What do I blame you for? Although Ping'er served me, I treated her as a sister. Now she is in her early 20s. The last time her mother wanted to tell her about the marriage, she stubbornly disagreed. If she could kiss you, she would have kissed you. Originally, I wanted to look for a good family for you. With your current status, it's no problem to marry an official lady, but since you like Ping'er, it's all because of fate, and I agree.

Li Daniel knelt down and said, "Thank you for your success. I don't care about any official lady. I only like Ping'er."

Song Nan quickly helped him up and said, "You and I are close friends like brothers. Naturally, we have to hold a shelf in front of outsiders, but don't be so polite at home. I agreed to this matter. I will do it for you after the New Year. Aunt Song will also agree. Since you marry Ping'er to be your wife, I beg my mother to accept Ping'er as a righteous daughter, which is also appropriate.

Li Daniu's tears were about to flow down. He stood stunned and couldn't speak. Song Nan smiled and raised his whip. After the horse went out, Li Daniu came to his senses and jumped three feet high. A maidservant went to the backyard to find Ping'er.

Ping'er came to the front yard with a red face. Li Daniel pulled her to the corner of the room. Ping'er shook her hand and said, "What are you doing? I just saw you. Why haven't you left? I can't tell if the young master and ladies see me.

Li Daniu stammered to talk about what Song Nan promised. Pinger was stunned for a long time, and suddenly her eyes turned red and burst into tears. A pair of little lovers secretly liked each other for two years, and today their wishes finally came true, and they couldn't help crying with joy.

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In the British government, Zhang Lun was somewhat surprised by the arrival of Song Nan. Although he tried his best to save his relationship with Song Nan, he did not hesitate to speak for Song Nan in the face of the old man in the court. He turned around and privately planned to use the station of the old camp of the Fenwu camp in Rizhongfang to be stationed with Song Nan. Unfortunately, Song Nan did not appreciate it. Refuse.

Zhang Lun sighed for a few days. He thought that his brother-in-law would never go to the door of the Duke again, and he was worried that the little princess would fall out of favor in the Song family. He was very worried for a few days. When he heard that the guard came to report Song Nan's visit, Zhang Lu quickly came out to greet him. Liu called him behind him to change into decent clothes. Zhang Lun also filled his ears. I don't hear it.

Song Nan stood in the large and unspeakable front yard of the Bieyuan of the Guogong Mansion. The courtyard was still full of flowers. Even in winter, it was like a paradise. Thinking of the mood when she first went to the Guogong Mansion that day, she was cautious everywhere and was afraid of saying the wrong words and going the wrong way.

Now a few years have passed, and the Duke's Mansion has also come a lot. Every time he comes, the awe here is less. Looking at it today, except that the place is more spacious, the house is taller and the scenery is more beautiful, and it is no different from other people's big houses. The prince and the little prince who lived in it also faded their majesty and mystery in Song Nan's eyes and became sophisticated and ordinary.

"Song Nan, why did you come here in person and didn't send a famous post in advance." Zhang Lun stood on the steps in front of the hall and arched his hands far away.

Song Nan smiled and said salutely, "The old man and the young master like quietness. They must be in the garden during the Spring Festival. I know they must be at home, but I don't know if they have disturbed the quietness of the old man and the young master."

Zhang Lun pretended to be unhappy and said, "Well, you have also said such a thing now, which seems that there is a lot of estrangement between you and the government of your country."

Song Nan smiled and said no, followed Zhang Lun into the hall. After sitting down for tea, the two chatted casually. Seeing that Song Nan was always unwilling to talk about the grudges between the two families, Zhang Lun couldn't help it first.

"Song Nan, you know my attitude. Zhang Lun can recognize you as a friend. After all, the old man can't wipe his face away. Is it possible that you have been so deadlocked with us? We can only be regarded as family affairs. Isn't it a joke for outsiders to do this all the time?

"What did the little father-in-law say? I came here today to thank the little father-in-law. That day, in the court, the little father-in-law spoke directly for me and received my husband's board in public. I was really sorry. I remember that when I was in Zhengnanfang, the little father-in-law came forward to mediate and relieve the fight with Dongchang Fanzi for me. Since then, Song Nan has regarded the little father-in-law as a friend. What's more, we have become relatives today, and we won't blame the little father-in-law for a little thing. Song Nan is not such a person. I just don't like people who go back on their back.

Zhang Lun shook his head and sighed, "I dare not say the old man's deeds, but I can see that the old man has no bad thoughts about you. He just tries his best to maintain the prestige of our government. The marquis of the regimental camp collectively * You, what can he do as the governor of the regimental camp? Is it forcing everyone to fall to Xu Guangzuo? Of course, the old man didn't listen to your plan and made a decision arbitraryly beforehand, which was his mistake. The old man himself may also know that he has gone too far.

Song Nan said, "I understand that there is no right or wrong in this matter. There is only right or wrong in the eyes of children, but there are only pros and cons in the adult world. The old man's doing so is also a balance between the pros and cons, and I can't point anything to him. However, this matter really disappointed me. My father-in-law knows what kind of person I am. I'm afraid that I can't do this to my husband as before. However, for the little prince and the prince's mansion, I am still a friend of the son-in-law and the little prince of the prince's mansion, and I don't have any prejudice against my son. Although Song Nan is not a good tool, at least he is a knowledgeable person and will not be like a market man.

Zhang Lun nodded and said, "I understand, but do you want to meet the old man?"

Song Nan thought slightly and said, "Let's see it. It's time to say good to the old man during the Spring Festival."

Zhang Lun got up and led the way. The two walked through several courtyards and came to a small courtyard in Sanjin. Song Nan remembered here. This was the time after his relationship with the little princess was made public. When the little princess was trapped in the house and came to find the little princess, he was led to this courtyard. At that time, Zhang Mao was still with himself. Chess game.

The yard is warm, and the cold wind in winter is blocked outside the surrounding houses. The sun shines obliquely, drying half of the courtyard with golden warmth. Zhang Lun led Song Nan into the yard, under the gourd rack in the corner, a table, a chair, a game of chess and a pot of tea. Zhang Mao sat there with his back to Song Nan and Zhang. Lun.

Zhang Lun wanted to speak, but Song Nan grabbed him and whispered, "Listen."

Zhang Lun stopped and listened, but when he heard the sound of snoring, it was continuous and rhythmic, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"The old man is asleep." Song Nan whispered.

Zhang Lun frowned and said, "These servants don't know what to do. How can they let the old man sleep outside in winter? Isn't this going to freeze his body?"

Zhang Lun quickly stepped forward, and Song Nan also followed him closely. The two circled in front of Zhang Mao, but they saw Zhang Mao's eyes closed, his mouth open, and the silver wires on his head were flying in a mess, and the wrinkles on his face were like axe carving, snoring.

Song Nan looked at the face in front of her and suddenly felt a sense of pity in her heart. This old man, who had experienced decades of ups and downs, always felt strong and fierce, but he looked so old and decadent when he fell asleep. The white eclipse at the corners of his eyes and the saliva flowing from his open mouth are conveying a signal: this man is too old, so old that his skin is loose and drooping, so old that his muscles and nerves can no longer control his face when relaxing.