Chapter 135 The Prime Minister's Mansion is not a sieve

When Song Zhiyuan walked in, he saw Mrs. Song standing up and pressing her hands with a smile.

"No need to get up. You have been tired for a day today, just sit down."

Although Mrs. Song was happy with his considerateness, she did not sit down happily. Instead, she gave him a blessing and helped him sit down on the Arhat bed first, and then on the other side.

Song Zhiyuan kicked off the shoes on his feet, bent his feet on the couch, pillowed his hand on the kang table, took a sip of the tea handed over by the maid, and then flipped up the stack of gift lists.

"I've been tired for a day today. I won't take a good rest. I'll see what I do. I won't be in a hurry to enter the warehouse tomorrow."

Mrs. Song smiled and said, "It's all tilted anyway, so it's okay to take a look. Look, Master, the eldest prince has sent a pink-colored auspicious beauty bottle."

She stretched out her finger, pointed to the registration of the gift list, and said, "There is also the fourth prince who has also given a fire tree and silver flower. Look, should you return it?"

In addition, the second and third princes also gave extremely expensive birthday gifts, which made her feel happy and a little nervous. Should she accept it?

Song Zhiyuan looked at the page and registered the names of the gifts sent by several princes and pondered: "Let's go back and choose a few expensive gifts to send them back."

really.

Mrs. Song agreed very obediently.

She took a sip of tea and saw Song Zhiyuan flipping through the gift list boredly, then talked about several small accidents at today's banquet.

Song Zhiyuan didn't look up: "It's enough if there was no big leak. But Silang took Su'er and a few of them to see the front yard tightly, and caught several people who were crazy."

"Zhao Ye, Su'er and the others do this, will it make several princes feel uncomfortable?" Mrs. Song hesitated.

After all, the other party was a prince, and he came to visit, but he was like a prisoner. He followed him wherever he went. Is this the most depressing time for them to visit Beppu?

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him and his voice was faint: "You have to remember that the Song Prime Minister's Mansion is not a sieve that leaks everywhere. Even if it is a prince, the Song Prime Minister's Mansion is not a place where they want to go, let alone a prince?"

Mrs. Song's face turned hot and she felt a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid they will explain it to the emperor."

Song Zhiyuan chuckled: "What are you talking about? They came uninvited and wanted to take the Song Prime Minister's Mansion as his back garden?"

Mrs. Song became more and more embarrassed and hurriedly picked up the tea to cover it up.

Seeing her like this, Song Zhiyuan said, "You are the wife of the family and know what happens to the back house. If you think about being afraid of offending others, letting them run around and what happens to them, that is what makes the city of Beijing laugh."

"Prince..."

"It's different from the past. I am already the prime minister. You are the first-class lady of the imperial decree. You don't have to worry about offending anyone, especially in our own mansion. Show your confidence. The inner house is doing a good job today, and you didn't ask those ladies to make trouble."

Mrs. Song's face was blushing and bleeding: "I'm disappointed in the prime minister."

Song Zhiyuan shook her hand and said, "Xiangyi, you don't have to feel as wronged as you did when you first returned home. I have given you everything I can. I just hope that you can work with me for a hundred years to bring the Song family to a more glorious place."

Otherwise, what if the words of Song Prime Minister Song Runzhi can bring back death? In the court, he can argue with all officials, making people speechless.

And in his back home, he could coax his wife with a clever mouth and be moved to the point of being unable to find Bei.

Look, Mrs. Song was both excited and moved, and she also blamed herself. Her husband is so good, she was dragging her back.

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