Yinghua mentioned leaving again, but seeing that August 15th was just around the corner, Mrs. Li and Mrs. Liu persuaded her to let her wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival before leaving. After all, it’s okay to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone on the road. It was too desolate. Yinghua thought about it and agreed, not wanting to be alone on the road when everyone else was getting together.
On August 15th, the emperor held a night banquet in the palace. Officials of the fifth rank and above could bring their families and children to attend. Shen Ming could also go. Although he was not a fifth-rank official, he was the number one scholar this year, so You can also make an exception to attend.
Mrs. Li felt that the palace was very dangerous, so she would not let her daughter go there again. Shen Wan was heavy and did not want to join in such fun. Moreover, although the concubine Xian was punished and thought about her mistakes, she still had people in the palace. , what if she has a grudge and lets her people hurt her by saying that there are too many people at the dinner party? So for the sake of safety, it is safer for her to stay at home.
If Shen Wan didn't want to go, she asked Song Heng and Shen Ming to take Song Ziyu and Song Ziling. They were already so old and had never been to the palace!
Song Ziyu was very excited when he learned that he could enter the palace and started dressing up since the morning.
Song Ziling was okay. He ran around the general's mansion for more than ten times in the morning, had breakfast, and went to the martial arts training ground with his father.
Although Song Heng lost his memory, his body still remembered all the kung fu for him!
"Dad, you are so awesome." Song Ziling gasped, sitting on the ground and giving a thumbs up to his father.
After practicing with his father for a while, he had a few moves with his father. He was too weak to get close to his father. He thought he was quite powerful at first! It seems that he is still not good enough. It’s far away!
Song Heng smiled and said: "You are not a bad boy, Yue, your kung fu is good."
Song Ziling said: "Sister Wuyi taught me well. By the way, dad, you probably don't remember sister Wuyi. She is a girl brought back by mother, and her kung fu is very good. But she is from Nanyue and went with Ling'er. By the way, dad, you probably don’t remember Ling’er either. Ling’er is the child adopted by your mother, who is also called your dad, and you like him very much. Ling’er is the ninth prince of Nanyue, and he returned with his brother in April. It’s Nanyue.”
"Haha" Song Hengqian laughed twice and said, "I know this." He had already told his colleagues many times in the past two days.
Song Ziling nodded and said: "Ling'er was also very sad when you had the accident. But I have already written to him, saying that you are back. He will be very happy after receiving the letter."
Although his father has lost his memory now, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it. On the contrary, he has become closer to his father.
"Dad, can I still practice martial arts with you tomorrow?" Now that Sister Wuyi and Ling'er are gone, it's quite boring for him to practice alone. Moreover, if he can practice with his father, he can still learn More effort.
"Okay," he thought about it and said, "When I'm not in court, the two of us will get up at midnight and practice together." This kid is a good young man in martial arts. If he trains him well, he will definitely surpass him in the future. He doesn't mind, The Song family has another general.
"That's it." From now on, when his father is in court, he will practice by himself, and when his father is not in court, he will practice with his father.
Song Heng looked at the sun and said, "It's time for us to have lunch."
Song Ziling patted his butt and stood up, and looked back at Qiushi Courtyard with Song Heng.
The food in Liu's Courtyard was already served, and the two of them didn't have time to take a shower. They simply washed their hands and faces, and then went to have dinner in Liu's Courtyard.
Song Ziyu has not yet changed into the clothes she will wear in the palace, but she has already combed her hair. She has very delicate and beautiful snake temples, and she wears the same set of precious red crystal hairdresses on her head.
Shen Wan saw it and felt that she was a little flamboyant, but she didn't say anything. It was okay as long as her clothes were a little more subtle.