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Chapter 58 The bastard in ancient times who wanted to concentrate on his career 22

Mo Yu came back with a team of people.

"Are you so solemn?" Yuan Xi was a little shocked. He believed that this group of people said they were going to suppress bandits, so coming to pick them up was a bit overqualified.

Hearing that the two of them had not arrived for a long time, the Hou Mansion was worried about their safety, so they sent people to look for them along the road. Look at the few boys who took turns waiting for them in the tea shed, looking haggard.

Yuan Xi touched his conscience, it hurt a little, but it was fine, his conscience was still there.

"I'm really sorry for bothering you all." Song Zhiyi thanked them sincerely and rewarded them with dozens of taels of silver. When the real money was thrown at them, the people in the Hou Mansion suddenly smiled happily, and all the grudges in their hearts disappeared.

A group of people gathered around the carriage and walked towards the city gate. There was the emblem of the Yongning Marquis Mansion. They did not need to queue and went directly to the passage reserved for dignitaries.

After entering the city, the prosperity of Yanjing also fell into the eyes of Yuan Xi and others. The two personal servants, Mo Yu and Qing Zhu, had completely transformed into country bumpkins entering the city. They opened the curtain and poked their heads in to look at it non-stop.

Yanjing is divided into the outer city, the inner city, and the imperial city, and the three are linked one by one. The outer city is undoubtedly the busiest, with a strong atmosphere of fireworks; the inner city is mostly the residence of dignitaries, and the shops on the commercial streets are also the properties of dignitaries, most of which sell luxury goods; the Imperial City, as its name suggests, is the residence of the royal family. , the imperial palace is located in the center of the imperial city, and it is the center of the entire Yanjing.

The Yongning Marquis Mansion was naturally in the inner city. On the way to the inner city, this group of people also attracted the attention of others.

On the third floor of the tea house, in the private room, all the windows facing the street are opened, and the scenery of the street is reflected in the eyes of the guests in the private room.

"Hey, Song Er, I'm a member of your family."

"Let's see, really, Song Er, look, who is in the carriage? So majestic."

After a while, the three people in the box were leaning against the window to watch.

Song Yuanhua looked at the carriage and the boy who poked his head out of the carriage from time to time. He looked like a bumpkin with a bit of disgust on his face.

"Nothing, just a few poor relatives from the countryside."

When his two friends heard this, they knew it immediately.

"Is it the one who wants to take the National Examination and is staying at your house?"

"Ah."

"The one who hasn't arrived more than ten days late?"

"Humph."

Song Yuanhua didn't even open his mouth and answered them with a post-nasal tone. He didn't hide his attitude in front of his two friends. He was just unhappy with Song Zhiyi and Song Yuanxi.

Yang Qiming laughed and said: "Song Er, Song Er, you are jealous that others are better than you."

Ye Shaoming smiled and hugged Yang Qiming, facing Song Yuanhua, "No, Song Er, this is not like you."

Song Yuanhua looked at his two bad friends, rolled his eyes, and fanned angrily: "I would be jealous of them. Who am I? A dignified son of a marquis. It's ridiculous to be jealous of the sons of two county magistrates. Isn't he just a little kid? It’s as if no one can pass the examination.”

The three of them had known each other since childhood, and they had similar odors. They were not related by blood but were more like brothers. Later, they were ranked in order of age, with Yang Qiming first, Song Yuanhua second, and Ye Shaoming third.

It's not good to be too familiar. The two of them immediately saw that Song Yuanhua was trying to show off his strength, and his tone was sour, so they laughed unceremoniously on the spot.

Song Yuanhua was a little angry at being laughed at by the two people, and he couldn't bear it, "Yang Da, Ye San, you should worry about yourselves, little boys, I am a scholar who is ashamed to be associated with you."

The laughter stopped suddenly, and the two of them rushed towards Song Yuanhua together. The three of them fought in a ball, and they spoke unforgivingly and exposed each other's shortcomings.

The carriage entered the inner city, separated by a wall, and the inside and outside were completely different.

The most obvious thing is the sound. The tall city wall seems to isolate the inside and outside, and even the sound is isolated from the outside. When entering the inner city, the surroundings are quiet. Pedestrians on the street are well-dressed, there are groups of servants, fancy cars and BMWs come and go. Their simple car The carriage is still a bit eye-catching.

After turning a few corners, this area became quieter.

"Two young masters, the Yongning Hou Mansion has arrived. This house is the Hou Mansion."

The servant of the Hou Mansion said with pride in his tone, pointing to the wall on the right.

Although we said we were here, we were actually still some distance away from the door. We walked along the courtyard wall of the Hou Mansion, and it took a quarter of an hour to see the gate of the Hou Mansion. It was evident how big the Hou Mansion was.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the housekeeper who was responsible for welcoming them at the side entrance of the Marquis Mansion trotted to the side of the carriage and was waiting.

As one of the stewards of the Hou Mansion and Madam Hou's confidant, his status in the Hou Mansion was higher than that of the unfavored aunts and concubines, and he had a lot of arrogance in his bones. On weekdays, apart from the Marquis, his wife, the old lady and several direct young masters and ladies, no one else in the house is worthy of him waiting by the carriage. This time, I made an exception for Yuan Xi and the others.

The housekeeper watched them get off the bus with his own eyes and finally saw the real person. He was extremely moved. Arrogance, that thing has been worn away in the past few days. Receiving people is the most important thing. He vowed not to take this kind of job again next time. Whoever wants to do it can do it.

"The two young masters are finally here. Madam has already ordered people to tidy up the yard."

Yuan Xi and others followed the housekeeper into the Hou Mansion from the side door and arrived at Songtao Garden.

There were several rows of servants standing in the yard. The butler pointed at them and said: "These servants are responsible for serving the two young masters during this period. If there is anyone who is not serving you well, the two young masters can just ask. If there is anything missing in the courtyard, Just speak up."

"The arrangements made by Madam are very thoughtful, Mrs. Lao took a lot of trouble."

"Hey, young master, you're welcome. You two are distinguished guests in the house. You two young masters can clean up before going to see the madam and the old lady. The marquis is at the military camp outside the city and won't be back until tomorrow."

"Thank you, Butler Zhang, for the tip."

Song Zhiyi gave Butler Zhang a sapphire blue purse, and Butler Zhang happily accepted it. The purse was light and he knew it contained banknotes. The smile on Butler Zhang's face was somewhat sincere.

After everyone left, Song Zhiyi asked the servants in the yard to perform their duties, and then went to find Yuan Xi in the house.

Yuan Xi was impatient to socialize and found an excuse to hide in the house.

"Brother, is he gone?"

"Well, let's pack up and change clothes. We're going to see Mrs. Hou later."

With the dust removal technique, the two of them were not dirty, but to show respect, they still had to change their clothes. There were only two brothers in the room. Yuan Xi changed his clothes with a wave of his hand, then sat obediently on the chair and looked at his brother.

Song Zhiyi covered his head and felt a headache. What should he do if he has a younger brother who lets himself go? Since that day's morning glow viewing trip, the fourth brother had no scruples in front of them.

He glanced at the closed doors and windows, but didn't say anything. He could only warn in a low voice not to be seen by others. I have already made up my mind that the servants arranged by the Hou Mansion cannot enter the house to serve Yuan Xi, as long as there is a green bamboo around Yuan Xi.