boyutpedia Chapter 190 Master Song 3
Chapter 190 Master Song 3
The waiter went upstairs to ask about Song Lin's desire to come up, and Ying Tianchen did not refuse.
"Let him come up."
Although as a prince it was not appropriate for him to have too much contact with local officials, he knew that Song Jian'an, the governor of Jiaozhou, was a good official, and he wanted to win him over no matter what in the future.
Song Lin is the most beloved son of Song Jian'an and Mrs. Song, so you can spend more time with him.
Soon, Song Lin went upstairs, and a red light floated into the box like a gust of wind.
He was wearing a wine-red fur coat and a robe of the same color underneath. In the middle of winter, he was holding a folding fan in his hand, which he used to show off.
She has red lips and white teeth, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes that look at people with a smile. She is obviously extremely charming, but also inexplicably dangerous.
Yun Xi thought that she should take back her previous thoughts. This person doesn't look like Dongfang Bubai at all. He is clearly a monster.
When Song Lin entered the room and was about to say hello to the Mu brothers, he saw Ying Tianchen and Yun Qi sitting at the central table.
He didn't know Yunqi, but he knew Ying Tianchen. He was lucky enough to have seen him once from afar with his father.
The handsome man with bright clothes and a vigorous horse is unparalleled in the world. I have a deep impression of him.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly put the folding fan in his hand on his waist and bowed.
"Greetings, Prince Nan. I just want to find a quiet place to hide away, and I have no intention of offending His Majesty."
Ying Tianchen had heard of the Third Master of the Song Family before, and when he saw that he was indeed as rumored, wearing a long red robe and looking extremely flamboyant, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
"It's okay. Today I am out for fun as Chen Tian. You don't have to be polite. Just be casual."
Song Lin said politely, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Then, as expected, he was very casual and walked over when he saw that there was no one sitting by the east window.
"Meet Mr. Song San."
The Mu brothers and sisters hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects. Even Mu Qingyuan, who was looking at the scenery by the south window, came over to pay his respects. However, Mu Hanxue and Mu Hanling stood far away.
Song Lin sat down and leaned lazily on the chair. He took out the folding fan from his waist, opened it with a snap, fanned himself gently, and then spoke with a smile.
"I didn't expect all of you brothers and sisters would come out today."
As he spoke, he looked Mu Qingli and Mu Qingheng up and down, "I haven't seen you for a while. You two have grown so much taller. If you hadn't waved at me just now, I would have almost failed to recognize you."
Song Lin is already twenty-eight years old this year, only two years younger than Mu Qingheng's father Mu Xingming.
In terms of seniority, he is of the same generation as Mu Xingming, so he speaks to them in a tone of elders.
The window on the east side was occupied by Song Lin, so Yun Xi and the others couldn't go back, so they stayed at the inner window and continued to watch the poetry competition in the teahouse.
Fortunately, Song Lin was not allergic to men, so Mu Qingli and Mu Qingheng pulled Yun Yan to sit opposite him to accompany him.
He also introduced him to several brothers and sisters of the Yun family.
"So they are your cousins from your aunt's family."
However, Song Lin was very curious, "From what I know, you seem to have only one aunt, right? When did you get a second aunt? Is she a biological one?"
Mu Qingli did not hide it, "Mr. Song, you may not know that my eldest aunt has a twin sister, but she was stolen by thieves and abandoned in the mountains not long after she was born. Fortunately, she was picked up by a kind-hearted person. But the kind-hearted person was from another place, and by some strange coincidence, our family has never found our second aunt. Fortunately, God blessed us. Last year, my second aunt and her family moved to the capital. The second aunt looks exactly like our eldest aunt, so we were able to recognize her."
Song Lin supported his head with one hand and waved a folding fan with the other, not feeling cold in the middle of winter. He listened to the story with great interest.
"I never thought there would be such a thing. It's a great thing to meet relatives after decades. Congratulations."
As he said this, he folded the folding fan and began to touch his chest and waist.
He found that there was nothing but banknotes. He threw a stack of banknotes directly to Yun Yan.
"Since you are Mu Lao Er's nephew and niece, you are also my nephew and niece. I haven't prepared any gifts for you today. I'll give you these banknotes. Go and buy whatever you like."
Yun Yan stared blankly at the stack of silver notes in his hand, all of which were in amounts of 50 or 100 taels. There were at least a thousand taels.
He hurriedly returned the banknote and said, "You can't do that. No need for a gift."
Song Lin used his folding fan to hold Yun Yan's hand, "Don't move. It makes no sense for me, Song Lin, to take back what I have given. But these vulgar things really can't be used as a gift for meeting, so let's just treat them as red envelopes for you younger generations during the New Year. As for the gift for meeting, I will make it up to you later."
Yun Yan didn't want it. This was their first meeting and they were not familiar with each other at all. It would be inappropriate to take so many banknotes from someone else.
However, he could also see that Mr. Song San, who looked neither male nor female, was a straightforward person who did not follow any rules.
Besides, Ying Tianchen also agreed to his sitting in this box. It was likely that Ying Tianchen also wanted to make friends.
Thinking of this, Yun Yan grinned, "Then I'd better obey your order. Thank you for the red envelope, Mr. Song. Later, my brothers and sisters will prepare a small gift for Mr. Song. It's not something expensive, it's all homemade, and it's fresh. I'll ask Qingli to help me give it to Mr. Song, and I hope he won't refuse."
Song Lin was not interested in the return gift he mentioned, but Yun Yan's straightforward attitude in handling things made him feel somewhat favorable towards him.
He leaned back in his chair again, "Whatever you want."
When Mu Qingli heard that he was asked to help deliver the gift, he immediately expressed his happiness.
Mu Qingheng on the side wanted to grab this job.
"Second cousin, why did you let my eldest brother do it instead of me? I can do it too. You can just give me something as a fee for running errands."
As he spoke, he kept blinking at Song Lin.
"Third Master, can you let me deliver something to you? I'll tell you in secret, the things my cousins have prepared must be good things. If you let me deliver them, I promise to ask my cousins for more on your behalf."
Song Lin immediately became interested and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Then tell me, what could it be? I'm thinking about it."
Mu Qingheng sat directly next to Song Lin, pulled up his clothes and sniffed them.
Song Lin grabbed it and before he could get angry, Mu Qingheng asked with a smile, "Third Master, are you washing your clothes with rosemary soap?"
"Tsk, tsk, you need at least a whole bar of soap for this piece of clothing. That stuff is very expensive and is for bathing, not washing clothes. You are wasting money like this."
Seeing Song Lin frowning slightly, Mu Qingheng hurriedly said, "As long as you let me help you deliver the things, from now on, I guarantee that you can save half of the money you spend on buying soap."
"Oh? How are you going to save money for me?" Song Lin asked with interest.
Mu Qingheng pointed at Yun Yan and said, "Don't go to the store to buy it. Go directly to my second cousin and his family for wholesale. This soap is made by them."