Song Mo helped his mother sort out the summer rent from their family's fields and didn't plan on going to look for Gu Yu.

  "Tianci Ge, have you finished all your tasks?" The Jiang family had an incident and the Song family lent a helping hand. It was only right that they did so. Gu Yu went to the palace several times to find his aunt, but Empress Wan warned him not to cause any trouble and told him that the Song family would definitely need to make some arrangements, so he shouldn't look for Song Mo during this time, lest he see something he shouldn't and cause the Song family's people to become suspicious of him. If Song Mo needed his help with anything, she would find him herself. That was why he hadn't been visiting as frequently as before.

  The matter of the Chiang family has now come to an end, and he naturally no longer has any reservations.

  "It's almost done." Song Mo and he went to the adjacent lounge, "How did you have time to come over today?"

  Gu Yu was originally following Song Mo to learn martial arts and read books. His change made people look at him with new eyes, after Yunyang Bo personally came to the Song family to express his gratitude, he took Gu Yu back home and invited someone to teach Gu Yu at home.

  "I said I'd come take a look at you." Gu Yu sat down on the couch without any courtesy, picked up an apple from the coffee table and took a bite with a "crunch", then complained: "Where did this fruit come from? How can it be so tasteless?" Immediately afterwards, she loudly called out to her servant "Bai Que", "Go back home and bring that basket of pears I snuck out of the palace two days ago." Turning around to face Song Mo, "Newly released autumn pears, not yet available on the market, not very sweet, but with a decent amount of juice, slightly better than this dried-up fruit of yours."

  This guy eats and drinks like an ancestor, Song Mo is too lazy to argue with him, so he called a young servant to follow Bai Que to Yunyang Bo's mansion to move the pear trees.

  Gu Yu leaned sideways and asked Song Mo in a low voice: "Has there been no contact with Prince Liao yet?"

  Song Mo said: "My father and San Fuma are discussing this matter."

  Gu Yu snorted in disdain, saying: "In my opinion, there's no need for Uncle to show up. You and I can just go to Liaodong together. With just the two of us staying there for a while, what can he do as a prince? If he doesn't give us face, we'll still beat him until his nose is blue and his face is swollen. Who's afraid of whom?"

  Song Mo also thinks so.

  Although his father was eager to go, he didn't want to lose face in front of him. Even his mother said: "It's rare for your father to be so concerned, just let him try. On the other side of the river, there are several subordinates of your maternal grandfather, and your uncles will take care of you more or less when they go. Just be careful, if there is no news from your father's side, it won't be late for you to personally go to Liaodong again. Your uncles will probably take one or two months on the road, not as fast as you can hurry up and arrive in Liaodong before them.

  But this was not something that could be said in front of Gu Yu. He only said, "Can this matter be resolved with just a fist? Don't forget, the one who issued the edict is the Emperor!"

  "Yes!" Gu Yu furrowed his brow, "Even my aunt found it strange, saying that the Emperor wasn't such a suspicious person in the past." He looked around cautiously and lowered his voice even further, "Yesterday, the Emperor suddenly pointed at my aunt and asked, 'Who are you? How did you get into my palace?'"

  Song Mo's heart skipped a beat.

  It's been said for a long time that the Emperor's memory isn't good. But even the Empress can't be recognized...

  "Who told you this?" His voice was a little tense.

  Song Mo was a bit cold, but Gu Yu didn't notice. He said: "Of course it's my aunt who said that! My aunt is worried and says that now it's just not knowing people, if the old man has a meeting and can't even remember what he said himself, then it's going to be bad!"

  Is Empress Wan using Gu Yu to pass on a message to their family?

  Song Mo nodded and said: "So you should also be more restrained these days." He changed the subject.

  Gu Yu shrunk his neck and said, "I think so too!" Then he sighed, "That Liao Wang is really clever. He could have avoided going to the vassal state, but instead he slipped away quietly, leaving the crown prince to be constantly picked on by the emperor."

  Song Mo smiled and said: "A jade stone must be carved to become a useful vessel. The Emperor's behavior is also a sign of his deep love and strict demands!"

  "This kind of love is not worth it." Gu Yu waved his hand. He also lost interest in this topic and said, "When can we finish checking the accounts? The Duke of Jingguo has finally asked Zhang Zongyao to be his successor, they invited Zeng Chusheng from Guanglian Company to perform at their home, let's go to their house to watch the opera when the time comes?"

  The imperial edict has been issued, and the Zhang family will definitely celebrate.

  Song Mo's heart skipped a beat as he thought of Zhang Yuanming marrying the Wei family from Jining Houfu...

  He calmly said: "And who else did you invite?"

  "I don't know." Gu Yu never cared about these things, whoever came he wasn't afraid, he didn't have any concerns, "Those who come and go are not always the same people."

  "Alright, you come and get me when it's time!"

  Gu Yu went away happily.

  Song Mo told Zuo Si about the matter of attending social events in various government offices, and on that day, he took the invitation card sent by the Zhang family and went to the Jing Gong National Government Office with Gu Yu.

  Both were national dukes' mansions, arranged according to the system, with similar layout and size, but the British duke's mansion had a main hall at the entrance, followed by an upper house, a garden on the east route, and daily life on the west route. The Jingguo Duke's mansion, on the other hand, had a garden at the entrance, a main hall on the west route, an upper house behind it, and daily life on the east route. After paying their respects to the Jingguo Duke on the west route, they went straight to the garden.

  The stage was already set up, but it wasn't time to start the show yet. However, the gambling den in the nearby mountain house had already begun, with people's voices rising and falling in a cacophony of noise, punctuated by occasional bursts of applause, making this side of the stage seem somewhat deserted.

  Gu Yu smiled and said: "It must be a trap set by Zhang Jixian!"

  Zhang Xiuming, courtesy name Jixian. He is the maternal grandson-in-law of Ningde Dachang Princess and a close relative of Song Mo within three thousand miles.

  Song Mo smiled and said: "I think you're not here to watch the play, but to gamble."

  Gu Yu smiled slyly and whispered to Song Mo: "If I don't play a few rounds with them to earn some pocket money, I'd be an idiot!"

  Song Mo lost his smile, but pulled him: "Today is Zhang Zongyao's good day, we should also congratulate the host. You accompany me to see Zhang Zongyao and then say."

  A gamble like this, winning or losing only a few hundred taels of silver, was not even in Gu Yu's eyes. He wanted to gamble, he would go to the largest gambling house in Kyoto, with salt merchants from Yangzhou and traveling merchants from Guangdong, but here everyone's status is similar, although the money gambled is small, there is another kind of fun, he also likes to follow along and watch the battle, cheer. However, since Song Mo came, he would naturally accompany Song Mo.

  Passing by the gambling house without entering, Gu Yu pulled a young servant and asked where Zhang Yuanming was.

  Everyone who came today is a noble guest. The servant busily said, "The fourth master of the Yan'an Hou household and the uncle of our young master, the Jin'ning Hou, have arrived due to mourning. After Jin'ning Hou sees the wife of our young master, he will leave immediately. Our young master's wife has invited our young master over to say a few words, so he should be out soon."

  Speak of the devil!

  Song Mo's mouth twitched with a hint of a smile as he guessed that Zhang Yuanming would definitely escort Wei Tingyu out, and followed Gu Yu slowly towards the Huahua Gate.

  Gu Yu was puzzled in her heart.

  Zhang Yuanming was more than a decade older than them, and he was also very introverted and timid, so he couldn't play with them at all. Look at Song Mo like this, but it's specially for him.

  He asked Song Mo in a low voice, "What business do you have with him?"

  Song Mo knew that Gu Yu was very clever, but his reaction was so quick that it still made Song Mo slightly surprised.

  He half-jokingly and half-seriously said: "Am I that obvious?" which made Gu Yu feel embarrassed to ask further.

  As they walked up to the gate of Weeping Willows, they happened to run into Zhang Yuanming who was seeing off Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai.

  Seeing Song Mo and Gu Yu, all three of them were stunned there.

  Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai are unfamiliar with each other, Zhang Yuanming did not expect.

  It was Song Mo who took the initiative to greet Zhang Yuanming, and only then did the three of them come back to their senses.

  Zhang Yuanming hastily introduced Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai to Song Mo and Gu Yu, but as soon as he spoke, he realized that Wei Tingyu was already a marquis and should have been introduced to Song Mo and Gu Yu instead. However, Song Mo and Gu Yu were the son of the British Duke's family and the nephew of Empress Wan respectively. Even though Wei Tingyu had become a marquis, in terms of nobility, he might not be able to compare with these two...

  Seeing Song Mo and Gu Yu's calm expression, he finally felt at ease.

  Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai didn't think so much.

  The British prince, a person who is separated from them by 180,000 miles, can be seen but not reached; Gu Yu, who in the capital city, who doesn't know and who doesn't know the little overlord of Kyoto. The former is because their status and position make it impossible for them to have any intersection. The latter is because of their character and temperament, they are not worthy of making contact. But at this time, when they met, the two couldn't help but size up Song Mo and Gu Yu.

  Song Mo wore a white jade belt with a straight skirt, and a fragrance sachet and a sheep fat jade pendant hung from his waist. His delicate eyebrows were like mountains, his calm eyes were like deep pools of water, his temperament was high and elegant, and his movements were refined. This beautiful young man who should have made people feel good at first sight stood there with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he had an aura that was as majestic as Mount Tai, and his quietness was accompanied by an unstoppable momentum that made people feel a little intimidated. The white-toothed and red-lipped Gu Yu stood beside him, like a vast night sky and bright stars, completely overshadowed by Song Mo's brilliance.

  The two of them looked at each other in dismay.

  Song Mo was also sizing up Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai.

  Wei Tingyu was around 17 or 18 years old, wearing a moon-white fine silk robe with a straight hem, and because he was in mourning, the corner of his robe had a piece of hemp cloth sewn on it. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and was tall and upright. Wang Qinghai was one or two years older than Wei Tingyu, wearing a dark blue robe with purple flowers, with a straight nose and square mouth, and a slightly pale complexion. What was rare was that both of them had clear and bright eyes, and at first glance, they looked like people who had received good education and had grown up smoothly.

  Song Mo and Wei Tingyu chatted: "I didn't expect to meet the Marquis of Jining and Wang Siye here. The play hasn't started yet, why don't you sit for a while before leaving? I heard that today is an invitation to Zeng Chusheng from Guanglian Society to sing - he rarely performs on stage since he got asthma, it's very rare for the Jingguo Gongfu to invite him. Why don't you two stay and listen to the play before leaving?"

  His voice was warm and gentle, making Zhang Yuanming feel honored and hastily say: "Yes, such opportunities are rare, why don't you listen to the play before leaving?"

  Being able to make friends with the British prince is an opportunity that Wei Tingyu knows is hard to come by, but he is currently in mourning.

  After hesitating for a moment, he politely declined with a hint of regret: "Thank you for the kind intention of the British noble son, but I am currently in mourning and it is really inconvenient to stay for long. If there is an opportunity, I will be the host and invite the British noble son to gather." Although his expression was somewhat awkward, he spoke quite graciously.

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  Supplementing the update on March 24th!

  Hehe......

  Today's update may be a bit late, I'm looking for materials and the time is a bit uncertain...

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