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    Song Mo, who was teasing his son with a Ju, was a little surprised when he heard the news. He smiled and said to Dou Zhao, "It seems that the King of Liao should not be underestimated!" Of course, in his previous life, he was the emperor.  But in his previous life, he didn¡¯t come back halfway.  Then why did he return to Kyoto?  Is it because of the changes in the situation between this life and the previous life that he had to change his original plan?  Dou Zhao felt that no one could be too careful with the King of Liao.  She told Song Mo: "Be careful." "We haven't fallen out with the King of Liao yet!" Song Mo comforted her with a smile, "I will act according to the opportunity." Dou Zhao also wanted to give him a few words, Brother Yuan  He rushed over, hugged Song Mo and shouted "Qiu Qiu".  Song Mo smiled hurriedly and picked up his son, and said to Dou Zhao: "Let's go play Ju, and stop saying such disappointing things." Brother Yuan couldn't speak until he was one year old, but after the first birthday ceremony, he seemed to have spoken.  Not only could he call "Daddy", but he would also wave to the people serving around him, saying "Come here", and then point to the tea cup for water and snacks for food, which made Song Mo excited all night long.  He didn't sleep, and the next day he said proudly to Dou Zhao, who had been worried about whether there was something wrong with Brother Yuan: "I just said that my son is very smart. He is just a blockbuster. You just like to worry about others.  I have been worried for a long time in vain." Dou Zhao smiled and said nothing, but his heart felt sour and sad when he listened to his complaints.  In her previous life, Wei Tingyu never cared about her children. Her two children only started calling "Daddy" when they were almost two years old and could speak very clearly.  In this life, Song Mo stayed with Brother Yuan as soon as she got off the government office. Her child could not call "Mother" before calling "Dad" She turned away, blinked a few times, and then turned around,  He gave Song Mo a bright smile again.  Song Mo told Brother Yuan how to play Ju.  Brother Yuan stood aside and clapped his little hands, put it down, then ran over to pick it up and handed it to Song Mo.  Song Mo asked him to kick him twice, and he ran to hide behind Dou Zhao, looking at Song Mo with his little head.  If Song Mo had a stern face, he would wave to the wet nurse who was serving him and say, "Come on, come on." The wet nurse would walk over with a smile on her face. He would either want a drink of water or a snack;  Laughing, he would point at Ju and say "Qiuqiu. Qiuqiu" to Song Mo, which meant that Song Mo should continue to play Cuju.  Song Mo started to play Cuju with a smile. After a few times, he suddenly realized it and said to Dou Zhao, who was sitting next to him doing needlework, dumbfounded: "This guy who is rushing to Qingqing asked me to play Juju for him! I have become a juggler."  Dou Zhao chuckled.  Brother Yuan doesn¡¯t understand why his parents laugh, but laughter represents goodwill.  He picked up the ball with a chuckle and put it in front of Song Mo in a flattering manner, looking at Song Mo with his big black and shiny eyes.  Song Mo¡¯s heart suddenly softened. He knelt down, hugged Brother Yuan and kissed him twice.  Brother Yuan giggled, so cute.  Song Mo took the Ju from Brother Yuan¡¯s hand.  He smiled and said, "Look, daddy will show you how to play Cuju." He kicked the Cuju high in the air.  I'm going to hit Chengchen a few times.  Brother Yuan clapped his hands and laughed and jumped up and down, as cheerful as a little bird.  Wu Yi looked at it and stood by the door, hesitating whether to go in or out.  Dou Zhao nodded towards him.  Wu Yi then walked in with a smile and took out a big red greeting card: "Your Majesty, Mr. Geng Ligeng from Prince Liao's Mansion has sent you a message on behalf of Prince Liao, saying that there will be a banquet at Prince Liao's Mansion on September 12th.  You, your wife, and your uncle will go over to admire the chrysanthemums." The King of Liao did not establish a vassal state in Liaodong from the beginning.  Instead, he lived in Kyoto for two years after leaving the palace before going to Liaodong.  His house in Kyoto has also been looked after by the clan mansion.  Dou Zhao felt that there was no good banquet, but the king of Liao invited him to a banquet, but he didn't want to go.  Especially when we don't know how long he will stay in Kyoto.  You can make excuses once, but twice or three times?  She thought for a while and said to Song Mo, who was holding the post in deep thought: "It is taboo for a vassal king to make friends with courtiers, especially for someone like you who is the commander of the imperial palace. Do you want to tell the emperor about this?"  If the emperor could show even a hint of displeasure, Song Mo would have an excuse not to attend the King of Liao's banquet.  Song Mo smiled and said: "The emperor naturally has to say hello, otherwise why do you think I have almost no social interaction? I want to show my loyalty to the emperor? But what is the King of Liao doing these days? What kind of banquets are there?  Who did you send the invitation to first? Who did you send the invitation to later?¡± At this point, he pondered, ¡°And Queen Song Han doesn¡¯t like that.  I don't believe that she didn't praise Song Han when she praised Song Han for being a man with a short family background.My own little calculation.  " Dou Zhao couldn't help but nodded. Early the next morning, Du Wei clearly checked every move of King Liao after he came to Beijing and placed it on Song Mo's desk. Song Mo read the information before returning to the inner room to discuss it with Dou Zhao and Brother Yuan.  Breakfast. Dou Zhao asked him: "What did Du Wei say?  " Song Mo took a piece of meat floss and fed it to Brother Yuan, and said: "The invitations he invited were all relatives of the emperor, and the invitations were given based on their young age. I can't see anything wrong with them.  He handed in the notice to enter the palace yesterday before he entered the palace. If there is no accident, the emperor will see him after the morning court today.  Let¡¯s see if the prince will be there then!  " If the prince is present, it at least proves that although the emperor favors the king of Liao, he is still very calm and rational, and still maintains the prince's status as the crown prince as before. If he meets the king of Liao alone, or even leaves the prince alone to meet with the queen,  The status of the kingthe prince will become more delicate. Dou Zhao also understood this. When she sent Song Mo out, she couldn't help but pat Song Mo's hand. She laughed when she saw it.  Followed from a distance, turned around, and quickly pecked Dou Zhao on the face, then got on the sedan chair. After a while, Dou Zhao's face was burning, and he walked to the main courtyard of the British government.  ¡ù The emperor not only met the King of Liao alone, but also smiled at the relatives of the emperor who came to mention the banquet of the King of Liao: "I just miss my son, and I invited him to come back to talk. He just wants to meet you uncles and brothers.  , you don¡¯t need to be polite to him. He has been selling leather and digging for ginseng and pearls in Liaodong in recent years, and has made a lot of money. Just let him entertain you with delicious food!  ¡± The King of Huainan and others responded with a smile, ¡°Yes¡±, and changed the subject with a wink, asking the Emperor what kind of business has been done in Liaodong in recent years. How much money did the King of Liao earn? The Emperor was obviously fascinated.  The King of Liao was pleased, and the conversation was very interesting. He not only relayed the anecdotes of Liaodong that the King of Liao told him, but also talked about the customs and customs of Goryeo and other places. Who among the kings of Huainan is not a master of appearance?  Song Mo followed the emperor's words with a smile, making the emperor laugh continuously. Song Mo stood at the back of the crowd and lowered his eyelids. However, the prince in the East Palace was anxious and asked Cui Yijun anxiously: "What should I do?  " At this time, Cui Yijun no longer had the slightest bit of vulgarity when he was greedy for petty gains. Instead, he said calmly: "Your Highness, what did Mr. Zeng tell you before he died?  You are the pillar of the country. As long as you don't move, no one can touch you.  " Mr. Zeng refers to Zeng Yifen, the deceased Sanchao Pavilion elder. The prince thought of Zeng Yifen's earnest eyes before his death. His heart gradually calmed down. He walked to the big bookcase and wrote ten words of "forbearance" with a pen, and then deeply  After taking a deep breath, Cui Yijun silently burned the prince to ashes. Then he called the servant in to the study.  He showed up in Kyoto. He visited this house today and visited that one tomorrow. On September 12th, the gate of Prince Liao's Mansion was even more crowded, and not a single one of the people he invited came with him.  , but brought his eldest son back to Kyoto. He took his five-year-old eldest son to greet the guests at the entrance of the hall, and the third princess helped to entertain the guests in the inner courtyard. When Dou Zhao got off the carriage, he saw the eldest lord Ningde following closely.  Behind her was Miao Ansu. She was very surprised. The person who came today was either a first- or second-grade princess. Miao Ansu looked at the ladies wearing large gowns.  , and felt very uncomfortable. She quietly explained to Dou Zhao: "Yesterday when it was about to turn on the lanterns, the Prince of Liao's Palace sent someone to send us a message, saying that they didn't know that the second master had opened the palace alone.  I only sent messages to my father-in-law and uncle.  I think Prince Liao was just saying polite things, but the second master insisted on coming. He also said that Prince Liao promoted him, and if he could come to the banquet of Prince Liao, he would be able to speak in Jinyi in the future.  I had no choice but to follow.  " Dou Zhao and Miao Ansu have always gotten along well. She felt a little uncomfortable when Miao Ansu spoke to her in this tone. She smiled and said, "No wonder I didn't hear that you were coming before.  But now that I¡¯m here, let¡¯s take a good look at the chrysanthemums in Prince Liao¡¯s Mansion.  A few years ago, I bought two black chrysanthemums from Fengtai Flower Market. It is said that they were raised by gardeners from the Liao Prince's Palace. It can be seen that there are experts in raising chrysanthemums in their palace.  When I came this time, I was preparing to see something.  "The wife is honored by her husband. Song Han has no fame or power, so others don't take Miao Ansu as his wife seriously. Miao Ansu is deeplyWith this in mind, he took the opportunity to follow Dou Zhao: "Sister-in-law, let me go with you! I don't know any of these people, and I don't even know which leg to put on first when walking." Dou Zhao said with a smile: "That's it.  You should just follow Princess Ningde like you just did - she is of noble birth and has a graceful bearing. If you follow her, you will not go wrong no matter what!" Miao An could feel Dou Zhao's affection for her!  Alienation.  She looked slightly gloomy and smiled reluctantly.  It happened that Mrs. Changxinghou came over.  Dou Zhao pretended not to see it, smiled and stepped forward to greet Mrs. Changxing Hou, and then the two entered the flower hall side by side, talking and laughing.  After greeting the third princess, Dou Zhao sat next to Princess Ningde.  Princess Ningde quietly pointed to a woman next to Miao Ansu wearing rose-red makeup and a pair of armor and said, "Who is that? Do you know her?" Suddenly I realized that at my age, even wanting to rest when sick has become a kind of  Extravagant hope.  ~~~~(>_<)~~~~ I actually have a cold!  ¡ù(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m to read.)
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