Song Mo nodded secretly after hearing Wei Tingyu's answer. Elegant words and feelings were first published.

  He walked out with Wei Tingyu and others, while chatting with Wei Tingyu: "What do you usually do in your free time?"

  Wei Tingyu said respectfully: "Usually at home reading books, writing words, there is no entertainment." And politely asked Song Mo, "I don't know what kind of entertainment the British public son has usually?"

  Zhang Yuanming was sweating profusely.

  Who talks like this?

  Song Mo is the British public prince.

  Before Song Mo could answer, he hastily added: "My younger brother likes horseback riding! He often rides horses by the moat outside Xuanwu Gate!"

  Kyoto is a big place, it's not easy. Not every household's courtyard can run horses.

  "Oh!" Song Mo's interest was piqued, and after a moment's thought, he said to Gu Yu: "Why don't we go horseback riding along the Huoyuan River with Marquis Jin Ning tomorrow?"

  Gu Yu couldn't see that Song Mo was intentionally trying to get close to Wei Tingyu, and he had no reason not to cooperate.

  "Alright!" he laughed loudly and said to Wei Tingyu, "Then it's settled, tomorrow at the first watch, if we don't see each other, we'll be in trouble!"

  Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai were both taken aback, their eyes locked on each other's, and they saw a few hints of nervousness in each other's gaze.

  Zhang Yuanming thought it was Wei Tingyu who had thrown an eye at Song Mo, and he was overjoyed when he heard the words. He hastily answered on behalf of Wei Tingyu: "I'll definitely go at that time!"

  Song Mo slightly nodded his head, with a proud and composed expression, giving people a feeling of being accompanied by jade and pearls.

  Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai were not worried.

  Wang Qinghai pulled Zhang Yuanming's sleeve.

  Zhang Yuanming was just disliked by his mother, Madame Yuan, since childhood. He looked dull and stupid, and in family matters big or small, he never had a chance to speak up, which gave people the impression that he was foolish and stupid, but actually he was not stupid at all.

  He slowed down his pace quietly and gradually pulled away from Song Mo and Gu Yu.

  Wang Qinghai immediately chimed in: "Brother-in-law, how can we compare to the British noble prince and the little overlord of Kyoto... later on, I'm afraid we'll lose face!"

  Since it's horse riding, you can't help but run a lap.

  Wei Tingyu's mount was a very ordinary Shandong sorrel horse, his mount was four years ago his father Yan'an Hou rewarded. Already old...

  Zhang Yuanming understood as soon as he heard it, and after thinking for a moment, he said in a low voice: "Don't worry about this matter, let's send off the British prince first, and then we'll discuss it carefully later. The opportunity to make friends with the British prince is too rare!"

  Wang Qinghai nodded hastily, as if he understood.

  Who knew that Song Mo and Gu Yu would send them all the way to the gate. They had no choice but to get in the car and circle around the Jingguo Gongfu again, and then return to the Jingguo Gongfu once more.

  The relationship between the Zhang brothers is very complicated, and Zhang Yuanming does not want others to know about this matter. He waits for Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai in his study at home.

  "I've already arranged for two good Mongolian horses to be brought from my stable for you, so take them away now." He whispered to the two men, "This afternoon, go try out the horses by the city moat. If there's anything not quite right, make sure to give a good impression to the British prince and Gu Yu." Then he instructed the two men again, "Remember, tomorrow you are just accompanying guests, don't try to compete with the British prince and Gu Yu for victory or defeat. Just have fun with them and that's all, got it?"

  Mongolian horses are one of the best warhorses. With such a steed, Wei Tingyu is full of confidence in tomorrow's horse riding.

  "Don't worry," he said with a smile. "Those two young ones are of noble birth, and we wouldn't dare to treat them as equals."

  "You think you can just meet with them? You need to have the skills for that!" Wang Qinghai listened and said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "You probably don't know, do you? The British prince can at least pull a three-stone bow, his horse is called 'Fei Du'. It's a Wusun horse, said to be able to travel a thousand miles in a day, it was a gift from the Duke of Ding for his 10th birthday. The Song family has several Zhēnzhī horses and Yanqi horses. The most famous ones are Hongyu, Fuyun, Chidi, Juedi, and Pingshan. Our family's Juequn is actually bred with a Zhēnzhī horse from the Song family, and it's born to the same mother as the Song family's Hongyu."

  Others he didn't know, but the magnificent horse of the Wang family was something he had seen with his own eyes. Not to mention its tall and sturdy build, when it ran, it was like a whirlwind, making him envious beyond measure. He had secretly made a wish in his heart that one day he would also find a way to get a fine horse like this.

  Wei Tingyu dryly smiled.

  "There are mountains beyond mountains and skies beyond skies. From now on, you should be more mindful of everything."

  His brother-in-law treats him very well.

  Wei Tingyu hastily and respectfully replied "yes".

  Zhang Yuanming once again instructed the two of them a few words before sending them out the door.

  Song Mozheng and Dongping Bo Zhou Shaocuan's youngest son Zhou Jiping, Yong'en Bo Feng Jian'an's eldest grandson Feng Zhi, Guang'en Bo Shizi Dong Qizai played pai Gow.

  On the table was piled a large heap of silver ingots and banknotes, worth at least two thousand taels.

  Gu Yu and Zhang Xueming, among other young nobles, stood around the gambling table watching, but they were as silent as cicadas in winter, you could hear a pin drop.

  Zhou Jinping was about twenty years old, with regular features, but a pair of eyes that rolled around restlessly, making people feel that he was very cunning and not quite reliable.

  He rubbed the cards in his hand, glanced at Song Mo who was sitting leisurely on a taishi chair, casually looked at the cards in his hand and then put them down on the table. He then looked at Feng Zhi whose face had turned iron-green and Dong Qi whose face was solemn, once again rubbed the cards in his hand, threw out the four cards, and loudly said: "I'm not playing anymore!"

  Two He Pai cards, one with six points and one with five points, can be used to form a pair of Double Geese and a pair of Tiger Heads.

  Double Goose ranks fifth, next to Zhishengbao and Double Ten.

  A sudden commotion among the onlookers.

  Feng Zhi's face turned even uglier, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire: "You damn well don't follow the rules, are you a soft egg?"

  Zhou Jinping sneered: "Song Da has already opened three Supreme, I haven't seen Ding San yet, you have the ability to follow, I can't keep up."

  "I'm out too!" As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Qi also slammed his four cards onto the table.

  One Heavenly King card, one miscellaneous five-card, one Plum Blossom card, and one Red Head card can be used to form a seven-point hand and a ten-point hand.

  Still haven't seen Zhang San.

  Everyone held their breath.

  Feng Zhi's face turned pale and then white, white and then pale again. After a while, he fiercely threw his cards on the table: "I'm not playing anymore."

  He has two Plum cards, one Earth card and one miscellaneous Nine card, which can be used to form a pair of Double Plums and a pair of Earth Kings.

  Shuang Mei ranked sixth in terms of size.

  Zhou Jinping hummed softly.

  Feng Zhiping was furious, just about to say something, when Song Mo suddenly stood up. He smiled and said: "The front should have started the banquet, let's stop here for today!" Then he pointed to the silver coins and silver tickets on the table, "It's rare to gather with everyone, if I leave like this, I'm afraid you'll get me drunk later, these silver coins I'll return to you, you can't use this as an excuse to get me drunk later."

  Everyone was overjoyed and cheered. They rushed forward to retrieve their silver.

  Zhang Xiuming smiled and walked out of the mountain house with Song Mo and Gu Yu.

  Feng Yang gazed at Song Mo's back, his face changing with uncertainty.

  Dong Qi, who was also looking at Song Mo's back, seemed to be lost in thought.

  Just now a side branch of Zhang Xinghou - a fellow whose father was a servant in the Upper Forest Park - caught sight of Gu Yu and shouted: "Gu Yu has arrived, quickly invite Gu Yu to come in and gamble!"

  Everyone knows that Gu Yuming has his birth mother's dowry, with an annual income of 20,000 to 30,000 taels of silver.

  Several people familiar with Gu Yu followed with laughter and actively volunteered to pull Gu Yu over, but did not expect that the British nobleman Song Mo also came over.

  Everyone and Song Mo were just acquaintances, but Song Mo had always been someone who made them envious - he was the only son of a wealthy family with no siblings to compete with; his family was rich and influential, with a private estate in their name; they had more money than they knew what to do with; and at all times, he carried himself with elegance and refinement...

  He then heard Feng Zhi and Zhou Zhenping whispering: "Another rich one has arrived!"

  Zhou Jinping still had some hesitation.

  "Feng Zhi Dao said: 'What's there to be afraid of? There isn't a household like Ding Guo Gong's anymore!'"

  Zhou Jinping thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "It's done!"

  "Think back to when your family's private ship was confiscated by Ding Guo Gong, don't you want to earn some of it back?"

  He certainly won't fall for it.

  When he saw Song Mo's hand naturally placed on the armrest of the Taishi chair, with its bright red and gold brocade, the lustrous white and fiery red formed a dazzling beauty that was almost blinding. He unexpectedly responded with a "good".

  Never thought Song Mo would gamble!

  But in less than half an hour, everyone had lost so badly their faces turned pale.

  He was certain that Song Mo had cheated, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't find any flaws.

  "Damn it!" Feng Zhi's shout came into Dong Qi's ears. "It's actually against Zhang Wu and Di Gaojiu."

  Dong Qi did not look back.

  Four cards were thrown by Feng Zhi onto the middle of the table, with white moon-colored ivory faces and seven red dots that seemed to be mocking their weakness.

  "What's so great about it!" Feng Zhi said with a scowl, "Be careful that the Emperor will also get rid of their whole family!"

  There were still a few people lingering in the mountain house, and upon hearing this, they scattered out of the mountain house like birds and beasts.

  Dong Qi gazed at the remaining silver notes on the table, slowly picked them up and put them in his bosom, and said slowly: "What I'm afraid of is that the emperor still has feelings for the Jiang family's old affairs. Otherwise, why would he leave behind the Jiang family's sacrificial fields, ancestral halls, and a few male children under the age of five..."

  Feng Zhi was shocked.

  Dong Qi has left the mountain house.

  He saw Song Mo and Gu Yu bid farewell to Zhang Xueming.

  Zhang Xueming tried his best to persuade them to stay, but seeing that the two had made up their minds to leave, he personally escorted them out of the door.

  "Tianshi Ge," Gu Yu said indignantly, "that Zhou Zhenping and Feng Zhi..."

  Song Mo raised his hand, making a gesture to stop talking, and said lightly: "A clown jumping at the wall is not worth worrying about." But in his heart, he understood that if something happened to the Jiang family, someone would try to take advantage of it.

  Although Gu Yu swallowed this breath of air, his expression couldn't conceal his indignation.

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  The next day, Song Mo and several others met at the moat outside Xuanwu Gate.

  Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai rode Mongolian horses given by Zhang Yuanming, while Song Mo and Gu Yu rode two ordinary Mongolian horses.

  The two were somewhat surprised.

  Song Mo didn't explain, sitting on the horseback with a loose rein, letting the horse graze freely along the embankment, while chatting idly with Wei Tingyu about his family, how many people were at home, what kind of temperaments they had, when he started school, who his first teacher was...

  The moat in the early morning is fresh and green.

  Wei Tingyu and Song Moyu became more and more intimate, eventually even telling each other when they stopped breastfeeding.

  How can there be such foolish people in this world!

  Gu Yu rolled her eyes and followed behind Song Mo and Wei Tingyu with Wang Qinghai, like two shadows.

  Until the sun rises, Song Mo and Wei Tingyu bid farewell and agreed to meet again in three days.

  Back home, Chen He whispered to Song Mo: "Mr. Chen seems to be investigating something, and had his servants collect all the official records of the past twenty years, saying he wants to take a look."

  Now that he has entered the mansion, what can he hide from himself?

  What's the point of him doing this?

  Is this thing related to Dòu Zhāo?

  Is he just trying to take a look?

  Song Mo said with a deep sigh: "Don't startle the snake by hitting the grass. Let those two young men serve Mr. Chen well."

  Chen He nodded and went down.

  Song Mo stood in front of the window, gazing at the vibrant flowers outside that seemed like brocade, and remained silent for a long time.

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  Brothers and sisters, I'll update again tomorrow morning.

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  PS: Looking for pink tickets...

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