Chapter 166 Prelude to Leaving Beijing!

"Stupid girl... You don't like poetry. Why do you have to ask me for these things? The seventh prince walked barefoot on the floor with a blanket in the room, and then took out the poem written by Song Yi and handed it to Zhao Jingxue with an excited face.

"It's not that people don't like poetry... I just don't like lyrics. It looks good, but it's so difficult to write..." Zhao Jingxue wrinkled her nose and said, and then couldn't wait to unfold the post...

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"Wow..." Zhao Jingxue carefully read the small words on the post, and then her eyes were full of surprise and exclaimed, "It's really a good word... It's just why it seems that this word is full of romantic and frivolous meaning..."

"I don't know, and I'm surprised to talk about this. At that time, he really made this word after visiting the Tianlong Temple. I don't know why he made such a word... But in terms of words, it is undoubtedly wonderful! You don't know, I met Zhou Fuzi today. Zhou Fuzi created a new word name and also made a good word... Originally, we thought we would be crushed, but now it seems that Mr. Song is really arrogant in his femur... Unexpectedly, he didn't want to compare poetry with Zhou Fuzi. In fact, if he had taken out this poem at that time, Zhou Fuzi might not have won..." The seventh prince Qin Fang frowned with a meditative look on his face.

"Oh..." Zhao Jingxue suddenly frowned suspiciously and asked, "Brother Qin Fang, what I asked for was his handwriting... Why are you the go handwriting?"

The seventh prince suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Jingxue with a wry smile and sighed.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jingxue asked strangely when she saw that he looked strange.

The seventh prince Qin Fang's eyes were full of confusion and said, "Say it... Others will not believe that this word was written by Mr. Song in front of me... And I can't see that he is a trace of his beginner's study. He wrote these words naturally... Moreover, the style of writing is almost the same as mine... Although this thin gold body is circulating outside, it is really different from what I wrote, but his words... I can't figure out why I'm so close to me!"

Zhao Jingxue's childish little face was full of shock, and she stared at Brother Qin Fang, who could not lie, was a little dumbfounded.

"Brother Qin Fang means... Did he write these words? Zhao Jingxue asked confusedly.

"Yes... So it's strange..." There was a strong confusion on the handsome face of the seventh prince. There are also coincidences in the world, but this coincidence really makes the seventh prince a little confused.

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The next day, Song Yi took Zhan Peng to Yuefu for a family dinner! It's not too much to say that it's a home-cooked banquet. There are only six people in a table. In addition to Song Yi, Zhan Peng and Mrs. Yue, there are also Mrs. Yue's two sons and a daughter. The eldest son is only about ten years old. The youngest daughter sits in a chair and can just see her head a little beyond the table. . About three years old, she doesn't look as gentle as Mrs. Yue, and she feels a little heroic, because the two eyebrows look a little thick...

introduced each other. Several children were extremely polite, but Song Yi was a little embarrassed. Naturally, there was nothing prepared for the child in the gifts he brought, which made him a little annoyed. Fortunately, Mrs. Yue was not the kind of person who was willing to accept gifts, and she almost didn't even have any gifts brought by Song Yi... Fortunately, Song Yi took the initiative to explain that the things were not very expensive. Mrs. Yue took them with a smile after taking them apart.

The atmosphere of a meal is not rich, noble and constrained at all. Several children of the Yue family, who are very small tutors, also eat honestly, and there are no rules that they are not allowed to speak during the dinner. Mrs. Yue will talk to Song Yi about some short topics about parents. For example, Song Yi has a woman she doesn't like, or when Song Yi is going to have a child...

This is the most common farewell banquet. After dinner, Mrs. Yue personally sent Song Yi and Zhan Peng out of the house, and then returned home.

"Mrs. Yue is really a good person." Zhan Peng said, his face was full of emotion.

"It's strange... Zhan Peng, it's not the first time you sit at the dinner table to eat. Why are you particularly moved this time? Song Yi asked with a smile.

Zhan Peng replied seriously, "To be honest, since I followed you, I have such an opportunity to come to the table openly, but the Duke of Zhen is so famous. I didn't expect that his mansion was so simple that Mrs. Yue was so approachable... Zhan really admires you!"

"I admire it too!" Song Yi smiled and replied. After walking for a while, Song Yi suddenly stopped and said to Zhan Peng, "Go back first, and I'll walk at will..."

"Okay!" Zhan Peng agreed, but he was puzzled in his heart. Song Yi's appearance in the past two days seemed to be a little strange!

After Song Yi and Zhan Peng left, in fact, I didn't know where I wanted to go. I just bathed in the warm sunshine on the bustling streets and walked casually. I didn't look at the colorful and lively environment in my eyes at all, but drifted in the sea of people. It seemed that there was no focus, but in fact, I always felt a little Something is touching his heart...

It's getting dark again, but I still get nothing...

The theory of fate is probably looking for her thousands of times in the crowd. Looking back, it is still empty! Before entering the inn, Song Yi shook his head, and then secretly thought that he was fascinated by the magic barrier. Unexpectedly, a woman like Qingyan was moved by a woman who had only seen nothing for a second, which was really crazy...

Returning to the Huibinlou Inn, Song Yi first went to the shopkeeper's place to calculate the account, and then took out the extra silver. He was ready to inform Zuo Qianqian and others tomorrow, and let them know the seventh prince and then leave Beijing.

When I went upstairs, I found that Jiangcheng came again.

"Brother Song... Why did you come back so late? I'm waiting so hard... Are you going out alone without an escort?" When Jiang Cheng saw Song Yi's figure, he immediately got up and greeted him.

"What's the matter?" Song Yi asked that he was a little surprised that Jiangcheng would come to greet him every once in a while, because in the past, they were also at most general acquaintances. Unexpectedly, they seemed to be much closer to Beijing.

"I heard that you will leave Beijing in the past few days?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Yes! If you don't leave, it will be New Year's Eve..." Song Yi answered calmly.

Jiang Cheng's face showed an extremely complicated look, and then he said with unprecedented solemnity, "Brother Song... Before leaving Beijing, please come to the Jiang family's house in Dongzhi Hutong. I have something to give you... You must come here, or you will regret it!"

When Song Yi saw Jiang Cheng's solemn words, he was slightly stunned. Just as he was about to ask, Jiang Cheng patted him on the shoulder with a solemn face and quickly turned around and left...