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184 Palace Banquet 1

After all, the two sisters are still close to each other. In the past, Song Qingyan didn't want to see Song Qinghuan, but the longer they got along, the less estranged they became.

Seeing her mysterious look, Song Qinghuan cooperated. He sat up straight and said with a smile, "Is it possible that a big customer came to my shop and wanted to spend a lot of money to buy my shop so that I can go back?"

To be a rich man who counts money?"

"What the hell." Song Qingyan took out the letter in her arms and handed it to Song Qinghuan: "Here, he's from Lizhou."

There were only a few days left before the New Year. The Wei family's New Year's gifts had already been sent, but Wei Yutang didn't even say a word.

Song Qingyan took the initiative and went to the Wei family to write a letter, but it was not signed. What was handed to Song Qinghuan was the reply that had just arrived.

Song Qinghuan was not concerned about Wei Yutang's lack of news, but since Song Qingyan handed over the letter, she accepted it.

He cut the letter open with a knife, shook out the paper, scanned it carefully, pursed his lips, then stuffed the letter back into the mailbox, and said to Song Qingyan: "Next time, don't do such things to ruin your reputation.

Son."

Song Qingyan was stunned for a moment. She went to Lizhou to write a book, but she didn't say anything. She only vaguely mentioned that someone was waiting for him in Kyoto. Her handwriting was not her usual, and she didn't leave any signature at the end of the letter that could identify her identity.

She thought that when the letter came into Wei Yutang's hands, even if she didn't know that she had written it, she should have understood what the letter meant.

You should reply to the letter no matter what, because Song Qinghuan's heart is at ease.

But why did her sister say such words after reading the letter?

I thought it was something unpleasant that was said in the letter, so I panicked and explained: "I, I was just afraid that you would feel bad, so..."

Song Qinghuan didn't feel bad, but he didn't know how to tell her for a while.

Of course she knew about it when Song Qingyan sent a letter to Lizhou, but she didn't refuse.

Seeing her cautious look this time, he reached out and handed the letter to her.

He said calmly: "He didn't get any news, so he has his own reasons."

Song Qingyan hesitated for a moment, but took the letter from Song Qinghuan. He quickly opened it and read it, only to see that the letter was blank, not a single word was left. It was like Wei Yutang, who left without any news.

"Why is this person like this?" Song Qingyan was also annoyed and slapped the letter on the case.

She still remembers that **, and thought that Wei Yutang was really sincere to Song Qinghuan, so she also thought that they must not miss it.

But after Wei Yutang left for a long time, there was no news, and even the reply was blank. Even if she thought that her sister could marry him, she got angry.

After thinking about it for a while, I still felt dissatisfied. I tore the letter to pieces, and then I got angry again and said, "That's really too much."

Song Qinghuan didn't have much emotional ups and downs.

It snowed really hard this year, and it didn’t show any intention of stopping until the New Year.

The queue for tables at Yipinju after the Chinese New Year was quite long. On the contrary, the business was not very good due to the heavy snowfall for months.

The goods for New Year's Eve have been prepared in the Dianzhuang Pavilion, and everyone has taken back what they should pick up. However, as the New Year's Eve comes closer, there are fewer and fewer people in the shop.

Song Qinghuan worked with the shopkeepers of the two shops and took the annual leave in advance. Not only did they receive two sets of clothes, but they also received an extra month's monthly payment, as well as new year's goods.

Song Qinghuan had money in his hands, and he was not stingy with the people below him. Not only the people in the two shops could have a good year, but also serving as an errand in the Qibei Marquis was also a reward.

Song Qinghuan had just closed both shops, but a message came from the palace on the other side.

It was said that he would go to the palace for a banquet on New Year's Eve.

Song Qinghuan has not been in the palace for a few days, but I heard that the Queen Mother likes to invite the female relatives of ministers to come to the palace to talk.

She only invited her in this post, and there was neither Xiaoyun nor Song Qingyan, so she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Texue went outside to inquire around and came back and said: "Not only girls, but girls from all the families who have been summoned to the palace by the Queen Mother recently have posts, and they only invite girls to enter the palace."

"What kind of trouble is this?" Song Qinghuan closed the post, full of doubts.

In the past, many ministers and married women were invited to the palace for the annual banquet. However, the treasury did not have enough money. It cost a lot of money to host such a banquet every New Year, so it had to be reduced to

Emperor Xing’s expenses for food, drink and entertainment.

Later, Emperor Chengxing simply decided to abolish this banquet. If it was not necessary, only family banquets would be held every year and festival.

If Empress Dowager Jiang wanted to hold a banquet to entertain the ladies, it would be normal for her to bring the girls from each family to the banquet, but it would be a bit strange to invite the girls to the palace alone.

Texue then added: "The saying outside is that as the Queen Mother gets older, she likes young girls to talk and play with her."

After thinking for a while, he said: "I wonder if you want to choose a wife for the two princes who are not yet married?"

Emperor Chengxing also had two sons who had just grown up, and were neither married nor crowned kings. However, if he wanted to choose a wife for the two princes, Empress Dowager Jiang would not be involved.

As a matter of fact, this is also the duty of Empress Wang. No matter which girl Queen Mother Jiang likes, she must go through Empress Wang in the end.

Song Qinghuan always felt that something was not right about this matter, but he couldn't think clearly for a while, so he simply sighed and stopped thinking about it.

Song Qinghuan wasn't too concerned about going to the palace for a banquet on New Year's Eve, but Xiao Yun was very concerned about it.

The child rescued from the rubble that day kept Xiao Yun very busy for a few days. She really raised the other child as her own. But within a few days, the child's grandparents came and held the child in their arms.

I cried so hard that I couldn't breathe. Finally, I kowtowed and thanked him and took the child away.

As soon as the child left, Xiao Yun's heart also felt uncomfortable, and she was unhappy for several days.

Fortunately, Queen Mother Jiang's post distracted her and found something to do.

Since he was going to the palace for a banquet, he couldn't wear casual clothes, and he also had to choose some elegant jewelry. Even the middle coat underneath and the shoes on his feet, Xiao Yun was worried about them one by one.

On the official day, Song Qinghuan was woken up early in the morning to dress up again.

Xiaoyun ordered the maids around and told Song Qinghuan what to pay attention to when entering the palace for the banquet.

Although Song Qinghuan answered everything in her mouth, she immediately rolled her eyes. She didn't want to go to the palace to have a banquet.

The Song family's carriage went out at the hour. It was windy and snowy outside, but the road was swept clean.

The carriage reached the palace gate and could no longer enter. Early in the morning, the palace servants were there to guide the way with the girls.

Texue Xunmei got out of the car first, then helped Song Qinghuan down, holding an oil-paper umbrella and tying her cloak. Before she could enter the palace gate, she heard the sound of rapid horse hooves.

Song Qinghuan just took the oil-paper umbrella from Taxue, and was swept all over by the snow particles splashed by the horse's hooves.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a father and daughter sitting on the horse. It was none other than Xiao Ci and Xiao Jingtong.


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