Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

The Zheng family was blowing and beating on the way to Jingchenghoufu. A red sedan chair walked in front, followed by various items for the dowry.

Speaking of celebration, it is naturally better than ordinary people's marriage. However, compared with the identities of the Zheng family and Jingcheng Houfu, it is really rudimentary, and even worse than some ordinary Beijing officials with medium wealth.

Song Xuewei's prayer for rain was half-failed, and the time was right or wrong. Before Jingchenghou's bet was lost for the most part, praying for rain failed and everything was kept simple.

The queen's position in the future is Song Xuewei's greatest motivation. As long as Jiang Zhile regains his identity, everything is worth it.

Song Xuewei thought so and was firm, but when she was really on the scene, she realized how difficult it was.

Without banqueting guests, he didn't even disclose it to the outside world, and simply reported it to the emperor, even if the date was set.

In the unity time, the sedan chair entered Jingcheng Hou Mansion and Zheng Qingyan was welcomed into the house. After that, her widowhood life as the second wife of Jingcheng Hou Mansion had begun.

A maid sent to eat, and neither Zheng Qingyan and Song Xuewei were in the mood to fill their stomachs.

After all, it was someone else's home, and when a daughter-in-law was a daughter-in-law, there was no reason to be comfortable. It turned out that Song Shubai didn't care about the back home, and came wherever he wanted. Now he is restricted everywhere and can't even go out for fun.

Faint regret filled her heart, Zheng Qingyan raised her chopsticks and didn't eat anything, then put it down with a "pop".

"Weiwei, are you sure that Jingcheng Houdi's second son is not dead?"

"Weiwei, can you guarantee it?"

"Weiwei, will that person really come?"

Zheng Qingyan has already regarded this unseen husband as a life-saving straw, so why not Song Xuewei.

She settled her mind and said: "I will come, I will come soon. Dad is going to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination. How could he not come? I will definitely see Dad in less than half a year."

Song Xuewei was also convincing herself.

If a daughter who has lost her mother does not marry, it will be much harder for her daughter’s family to marry without the mother’s instruction. The father in the previous life married his mother. Maybe this is also the reason.

Now that Jiang Ranran is dead, what if something happens?

Marrying here so early is a done deal and won the love of Madam Jingchenghou. In any case, Jiang Zhile can only stand by their side.

In the collection hall, the tall man bowed slightly, his expression blank.

Song Shubai's mind went blank, and suddenly forgot what had just happened.

After fixed for a while, my thoughts slowly returned to the basket, and a thought came out of my mind——

The old **** is the confidant of the emperor's brother-in-law.

Confidant.

No one arranges important matters to Song Shubai. There is no other reason. He is not cautious, he is not good at lying, his expression management is not in place, and it is easy to reveal himself. It is difficult for him to cry and complain, but it is embarrassing to cover up.

To confirm that the Emperor Xian's confidant and whether he had any words left by the person before his death, Sima Cheng was waiting for him to take his time.

This person must not always be with the emperor's side, nor is he a powerful eunuch, so the goal is too obvious.

Thinking that it would take a lot of trouble, Song Shubai didn't expect that he would have such a big surprise because he entered the collection hall, and he was also shocked.

He ran into something that his nephew hadn't done yet, and it was really luck.

Song Shubai was shocked by the incident for a while, but the latter incident had less impact.

He had done psychological construction a long time ago. Now, except for a slight pain in his heart, his face is not natural, and it is okay, he straightened up and went to look for him with "brilliant and high-spirited".

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help shook their heads, Xiao Cao hurt the uncle egg.

They are more focused on Jiang Zhile's life experience, which is related to the safety of Ran Ran.

The known clue is that Jiang Zhile is convinced that there is no problem with his life experience, and he belongs to the Jiang family.

The reborn Song Xuewei seemed to believe that Jiang Zhile belonged to the Jingcheng Hou's family.

Since Ranran defeated Song Xuewei's luck for the second time, new content has been updated in "The World's First Cute Cub". Not only has some of the content of the book changed, but the color of the book has also become lighter.

Reading from the perspective of God, it is easy for everyone to find some problems that were not discovered when following Ran Ran's perspective.

In the original work, until the end, there is no mention of Jiang Zhile's identity, let alone recognizing his ancestors and returning to the clan, but he has a close relationship with Jingcheng Marquis and has a good relationship.

Looking at it this way, Jiang Zhile's identity seems to be fine.

The difficulty is that after the heroine's luck has declined, the small world will find ways to make up for the heroine's luck.

Jiang Zhile’s identity turned out to be a blind spot, because the author did not specify that if the small world had the intention, it might be a fake.

There is a trace of worry in the hearts of the fans.

In particular, Song Xuewei's luck has been rising and falling recently. The decline may be due to the damage to her reputation, and the rise is probably because Song Xuewei is slowly building momentum recently.

What kind of momentum? Create a reputation for talented women and pave the way for the group match.

In the original book, Song Xuewei was a blockbuster when she made her debut in the group contest when she was ten years old.

And now it's five years ahead of schedule.

If it succeeds this time, Song Xuewei's luck will surely increase, or she might return to the original direction and fall short.

There are countless small worlds, many people bind the system, and few successes. Sometimes it is not because there is no means, but because as long as the heroine exists, the core of the small world can be slowly repaired and the plot can be pulled back to the original track.

The fans are worried. The cubs are so small and so big, they will sweetly shout that Daxian is already so powerful, what are you going to do to break the poem? How can you win?

In fact-you can't win depending on your strength.

The immortals who have been following the cubs with joy these days are a little bald and sad.

Ran Ran didn't know that the immortals were beginning to bald, and her own hair was getting better, and the cubs who could write poetry were not worried at all.

She looked east and west, and suddenly saw Uncle Egg who came over, and she gave a small cry.

Song Shubai couldn't see what he looked like. He didn't know that his face was a little pale, and the child's voice was full of worry. Song Shubai heard it, he squatted down and laughed.

"It's okay."

When the man squatted down, Cub Cub could easily touch Uncle Dan’s head.

Zai Zai lightly touched twice, very lightly, worried about touching Uncle Dan's hair.

She likes to be touched by her father, and she also likes to be touched by Uncle Egg, she thinks everyone likes her so much.

Ran Ran is very serious, don't be sad, Ran Ran likes you.

Song Shubai's heart was scalded suddenly, and he held it up and took the child to the world.

From book to painting, painting to book.

Song Shubai was not self-taught, he was talented and intelligent. He hadn't read many of the books, and some of them could tell the truth and say something, thanks to the great scholar who taught him.

The big Confucian didn't want to teach this student either. He didn't have any foundation, and he didn't want to lay the foundation carefully, so he had to take shortcuts.

However, this great Confucian was unwilling. The temptation of the Treasure Hall was too great. In order to be able to study, he had to become Mr. Song Shubai for nothing. If you say it, people will be surprised.

While he was telling Ran Ran, he passed a bookshelf indifferently, followed the old eunuch's prompts, and pulled out a few books. The goal was only the middle one.

He held up the book to explain to Ran Ran, and he didn't know what he was talking about, and he was thinking about how to take out the contents of the book.

I was thinking about the child in his arms leaning over, with a little fleshy face pressed to his ear, pointing to the book and saying, "Does Uncle Dan like it? Ranran has some money."

The latter sentence is domineering.

Ran Ran proud: Uncle, I like it, I'll buy it for you.

Song Shubaile nodded, "Good boy, you are awesome."

Inspired by Ran Ran, Song Shubai shamelessly searched for a pile of books and prepared to take them back.

This must be carefully checked when entering and leaving the palace. Song Shubai used to have privileges, but now he does not.

Song Shubai couldn't hide things and leave the palace, he could only take advantage of the book.

The eunuchs at the entrance of the Collection Hall saw that Song Shubai wanted to borrow a book. The book was originally unavailable, but the **** had a brand, and he could borrow it from the emperor.

The eunuchs checked the book a bit and saw that there was nothing entrained, and waved to let them go out.

After leaving the collection hall, Song Shubai quietly stuffed the things he had touched his sleeves back into the book. There were too many books to bring, so he asked the little **** to help move them out.

Swaggering to the gate of the palace, his body was checked, Song Shubai took the cub and left safely.

After returning to the Hou Mansion, Song Shubai took out the things and studied with Jiang Zhile.

What is hidden in the book is half a token. Only the pattern on the back can be seen. The front is uneven. It is obviously split from the middle. The black patches are ticking on it, and it smells weird.

Jiang Zhile lifted his nose and sniffed lightly, with a solemn expression, "It's blood."

There is no front, and you can't see what brand it is from the back.

Although Song Shubai had lived in the capital for so many years, even if the Lingjun card was placed in front of him and the word Lingjun was not written on it, he would not recognize it.

Unable to recognize, the two temporarily took the sign and waited for Sima Cheng to enter Beijing.

Sima Cheng and the others are following the people who are stalking them. Since they are stalking, they can't get too far away, but they can't get too close to avoid being discovered.

Therefore, the other party entered Beijing first, and they had to deliberately reveal the news about Redstone for two days at night along the way, silently digging pits.

Wang Fugui followed the group to the capital, and then moved into the guest room of the General's Mansion.

Song Xuewei heard the news in advance and rushed to her grandfather's house.

When Zheng Ting saw the stone presented, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he picked up one to play with, "This red stone is bright in color, but it's very good."

Wang Fugui smiled, "Cao Min discovered this red stone by accident. It is an honor to present it to an adult."

He pointed to the box next to him, and someone helped to open it, "These are utensils made of redstone. Please take a look, Miss General."

Song Xuewei's eyes were gleaming, she didn't have these things in her previous life, but she couldn't spend so casually.

Zheng Ting said, "You offer redstone, and first go to the ledgers to fetch a thousand taels of silver. I will send someone to help mine the redstone. When I open a shop in Beijing, I will be responsible for you. I will definitely not treat you badly in the future."

Wang Fugui nodded on the surface, wishing to mock Zheng Ting for the eighteenth generation of his ancestor.

I've seen someone who is greedy, but I've never seen someone so greedy. It's just the power of the General's Mansion, and he doesn't take him seriously. Fortunately, he is not really going to enter the pit of the Zheng family.

Wang Fugui was flattered on the surface and said: "The Caomin has always been trading on the border, and he has not opened a shop in Beijing. If it weren't a general, the Caomin would still have to nest in that wild land."

Zheng Ting laughed, thinking that this is worthy of a businessman, and his words are pleasant to the ear, "You live in the guest room first, and I will send someone to rent a yard for you someday."

Wang Fugui nodded and said yes.

Wang Fugui left, Zheng Ting waved away the others.

"Weiwei's prediction is very good this time. If this redstone is used well, it will be a fortune." Zheng Ting praised.

Song Xuewei pursed her mouth, "Grandfather said before that we would give Weiwei 40%, but we must not forget that Weiwei is now in Jingcheng Marquis, so she must have some money."

This childish act of acting made Zheng Ting break some barriers, but this 40%... is too much.

If Song Xuewei didn't have the hands to do it, she wouldn't have to give away the white money to others.

Seeing his grandfather hesitate, he sneered in his heart and gave a strong medicine, "If the prince brother wants to enter the court, he must have money."

The prospective princess Zhang Yawen is the queen mother, with a precious status and no shortage of talents. If Weiwei wants to defeat Zhang Yawen... a large amount of dowry also adds to the bargaining chip.

Zheng Ting hesitated and said: "Thirty percent."

Song Xuewei: "Grandfather, Weiwei wears a set of jewellery when she intends to compete with each other to make this reputation for her grandfather."

Zheng Ting looked at the granddaughter, and felt that everything was good, but that he was too self-interested.

Zheng Ting said: "Three and a half."

The two negotiated, and Zheng Ting let the people who went out to listen to the news come in and talk back.

"General, according to our inquiries, Jiang Zhile is not in Daozi Village. He has already gone to Beijing for the exam."

Zheng Ting raised his eyebrows, "When did you leave?"

The person who answered the question was embarrassed, "Jiang Zhile lived on the wrong side and did not tell the villagers when he went out. The exact time is unknown. It must be a few days after he left."

Song Xuewei smiled in surprise: "Grandfather, in that case, even if you haven't arrived in the capital, it is estimated that it will be soon."

Zheng Ting squinted his eyes and nodded.

Seeing that the Qunfang match was coming soon, the atmosphere in Beijing became lively.

The emperor promulgated new rules for the Qunfang Tournament, and the women's side added an additional item of riding and mountain climbing, which were ranked separately and not counted in the total results of the Qunfang Tournament.

Sima Yue jumped her feet with anger, she went to her mother and said that she was stunned and went back.

What is the difference between adding and not adding this way? How many will participate?

In recent days, there have always been witty words in Beijing. The girls in Beijing hosted various small banquets. Every year before the competition is the most free time of the year, the poems made by everyone will be presented to everyone for evaluation, regardless of ranking. Just talk about the advantages and disadvantages.

Among them, headed by Chen Wenshu and Zhang Yawen, one is fifteen and the other is ten years old, who are expected to win the championship this year.

In this atmosphere, Song Xuewei, like a dark horse, stood out all of a sudden.

Because my mother is newly married, I don't attend many banquets, but whenever I attend, there must be subtle words that make people recollect.

Some people even opened a gambling in the capital. Whether the winner of the Qunfang match was Zhang Yawen or Song Xuewei.

At first, the wind direction tended toward Zhang Yawen, and then gradually flattened, faintly toward Song Xuewei.

Some people think that the girl from the Zhang family has just learned well, but the girl from the Song family is agile, but at the age of five, she has exquisite words. Occasionally, the poems written by the Zhang family are even greener than Song Xuewei’s. Skills are well-rounded.

Seeing the situation in Beijing, Song Xuewei stretched her brows and breathed a sigh of relief.

This Yawen is really difficult.

With her previous life, she can stabilize her head.

"Big girl." A maid opened the curtain and came in. "The concierge received the things from Boyanghou's Mansion, do you want to present it?"

Song Xuewei was startled, her expression was a bit complicated. Naturally, she couldn't behave abnormally in Jingchenghou's Mansion. She raised her hand and said, "Come in."

What the Boyanghou Mansion sent was a long mahogany box. Song Xuewei opened the box and it was originally a painting.

There is a letter between the painting and the box.

Song Xuewei didn't look at the painting, twisted the corner of the envelope and opened it.

"Weiwei, for my father (crossed out) I know that you are going to participate in the group show. The painting in the box is presented to you. It is an authentic work, the collection hall...

Song Xuewei read a few words, and saw a sneer at the corner of her lips.

Did you know that she went to the collection hall to get the painting? She has never revealed it to the outside world. What does it mean to send her paintings so eagerly? Are you afraid that she will steal the limelight from that wild species?

Boyang Hou went to the collection hall to take away many books, no one in Beijing knew.

Song Xuewei was tired of reading it again, the letter was rubbed into a ball, thrown into the lampshade and turned into fly ash.

As for the paintings in the box, along with the mahogany box, they were thrown into the corner at will.

Boyanghou Mansion.

Song Shubai waited nervously for a reply, and gave up before waiting for a long time.

That painting was fake and true, and because of the erudition of the sister-in-law, Vivi must be regarded as genuine.

He knew how much this daughter valued this group match, and he didn't understand why she was so utilitarian at a young age, thinking about making people chill.

Now that he knew this, Song Shubai couldn't just sit idly by.

After sending the painting, Song Shubai felt lighthearted. After all, it's been a long time, what's the big deal. In comparison, Ran Ran is a pitiful cub, and she doesn't know which of the poisonous heart is going to kill her.

Probably, it has been greatly exaggerated recently, and Uncle Egg's precarious and fragmented self-esteem has been reshaped.

Zai Zai likes to praise people the most, she doesn't boast, it's the kind that is very sincere. She really thinks that Dad is so amazing, Uncle Egg is so amazing, and her cats are so amazing.

As long as Daddy is at home and she is also at home, she will read to Daddy. Occasionally, Cub turns around and catches a little trembling of Daddy's hands. She definitely wants to go out to play.

Ran Ran took Daddy to row boats, together with Uncle Egg.

The rain was plentiful, and the drizzle hit the boat, making Dingdong Dingdong very nice.

Zai Zai said: "Daddy has played, okay if we go to read a book together."

Looking at the book in his hand, the old father didn't seem so uncomfortable.

No, it's still wrong.

The long-lost pain aroused, Jiang Zhile tightened his fingers so violently, holding back the pain of overturning in his head.

At the same time, the audience in the live room was shocked.

[滴——滴——滴]

[Small world stability value drops drastically]

[Warning warning——]

Ran Ran couldn't hear this sound, she rubbed his father, like a cat's head.

As the child gets closer, the old father seems to feel better.

Seeing the stable value slowly returning from the alert value, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone: What is going on? Is there any bug in Jiang Zhile?

Zai Zai thinks that Daddy feels uncomfortable when he reads books, and he has a headache when he sees books. This is a kind of "study-weary". Seeing Daddy is not uncomfortable, Zai Zai strongly praised: "Daddy is awesome!"

Zai Zai is not stingy to praise Uncle Egg, but occasionally runs off the track.

That day, Song Shubai, who had just returned from the Treasure Hall, was fragmented, and sighed: "Rangan, Uncle Egg is broken."

No one can say that they are depressed, their own daughters smashed others' daughters, and can't say anything to Jiang Zhile, they can only pull Ran Ran who have a common topic.

The cub who is about to eat is not very concentrated, and his eyes are bright and ask: "If the egg is broken, do you have steamed eggs for lunch?"

Song Shubai was probably stunned by the attack, and he actually started to ponder, and after pondering for a long time, he laughed, "Ran Ran is right, it's not terrible if it is broken, steamed eggs are more delicious!"

Zai Zai said, stunned the egg in his dream, and succeeded in inspiring the courage of the broken egg and determined to turn himself into a steamed egg.

The steamed egg asked: "What do you think of Uncle Egg?"

Zai Zai is very serious, and thinks Uncle Dan is great.

"Uncle Dan knows his mistake and corrects it. I cried guilty after stealing Dan Dan. He has long been a good Uncle Dan."

Song Shubai:? ? ?

"Uncle Dan tells a lot of stories and knows what is fake. A liar will be frightened when he meets Uncle Dan."

Song Shubai nodded in his heart.

"Uncle Egg is a good Uncle Egg. I like Uncle Egg with my father, Grandpa Gao, Grandpa Song, my little brother, many uncles and aunts in the village, and Ran Ran's friends."

Zai Zai said, nodding his head, the more he talked, the happier he was.

Song Shubai was taken aback, a gleam of water flashed across his eyes.

The little face of the cub who was praising Uncle Dan suddenly became a little tangled, "Maomao doesn't seem to like Uncle Dan."

Song Shubai, who didn't know how he offended the cat:? ? ?