Early the next day, Mengpo left here and left without saying goodbye.
When they come, they come suddenly, and when they go, they are silent.
It seems that Li futu, who is in deep sleep, slowly opens his eyes after Mengpo's figure disappears outside the door, and caresses the two rows of newly added teeth marks on his chest. His eyes are complex.
"Madam, will you go back?"
Out of Chunqiu mansion, Ma Mian asked.
Meng Po shook his head and looked at the north with purple eyes. "No, go to Kyoto."
"What are you doing in Kyoto?"
Ma Mian didn't understand. Although he has never been here, he also knows that Kyoto is the capital and heart of the country.
"Since I have come to the Dragon Kingdom, someone should go to see me."
"Who?"
The horse's face and eyes were fixed. The underground never set foot in this ancient country. There should be no other person to know except the master here.
Unfortunately, Meng Po did not respond.
……
Kyoto.
Old town.
It has been preserved for more than 700 years.
It is said that the oldest street has been inhabited by countless great people since ancient times. There are as many as eight princes who have been recorded, and the old house of the Song family, which has been handed down for more than 100 years, is located here.
In an antique room, song Luoshen, known as the most beautiful woman in Kyoto, is sitting at a desk writing. The decorations in the room are filled with a sense of history. For example, the painting of pines in ten thousand ravines hanging on the wall is a masterpiece by Li Tang, a famous painter of the Song Dynasty. It is the representative work of Li's landscape before Gaozong's southward journey in the Song Dynasty. The painting of early spring by Guo Xi and traveling in Xishan by fan Kuan have always been regarded as the three best paintings of the Song Dynasty. Its value can't be estimated by money.
Even the small inkstone has a unique brand. As long as there is a famous antique, you can see that it came from the Qing Dynasty and was used by Emperor Kangxi.
The bookcase carved with gold, the blue and white porcelain vase of Ming Dynasty, and the blood Po carving on the table Almost every piece is a treasure that can be put into the museum. From the small to the big, we can see the details of the Song family.
"Creak" a, the door was pushed open from outside, an old man came in.
Dare to break into Miss Song's room without any notice, the identity of the old man is about to come out.
The contemporary master of the Song family, the grandfather of song Luoshen, song Jingguo!
Song Luoshen raised his head, put down the brush in his hand and was about to meet him. But the old man waved his hand and said with a smile, "Grandpa just wants to talk to you."
The old man walked slowly to the table, looked at the rice paper spread on the table, and said with a faint smile: "Luoshen, you went to the Li family after you came back from the East China Sea. I think you should know something about the Li family. Old man Li has contacted me, and he said that you have agreed, but my grandfather still wants to ask what you mean in person."
On rice paper, seven big characters are outlined in thick ink.
"This is my hometown.".
White paper, thick ink, black and white.
Song Jingguo, the master of the Song family, slowly moved his eyes from that line of characters to song Luoshen's face, "do you really think about it clearly?"
"Since ten years ago, I've become the granddaughter-in-law of the Li family in everyone's heart. I'm afraid this idea has been deeply rooted up to now."
Song Luoshen's beautiful face showed an inexplicable smile: "I don't think about it clearly, is it important?"
"At that time, you were still young. It was inconvenient for your grandfather to tell you some things, but now it's OK."
Song Jingguo naturally heard the resentment in Song Luoshen's tone and sighed: "I know that you have been hating your grandfather in your heart these years. Grandfather can understand, but you also need to know that grandfather is forced to do that."
Looking at the girl who has grown up completely, song Jingguo's eyes are gratified, but also mixed with a trace of guilt: "you should know in your heart that if your grandfather wants to interfere in your personal feelings, he won't let you start with futu at all, but at the beginning, did he stop you?"
Song Luoshen's red lips were tightly pressed, and he didn't say a word.
"The reason why my grandfather intervened later was that the situation changed unexpectedly. At that time, the new term was coming, and the man suddenly rose up. My grandfather had no choice but to unite with the Li family because of the situation."
"Grandfather doesn't want to be able to have both, but it's a pity that although the child's surname is Li, he is only an illegitimate child after all. I don't need to say much about his interests. Now you should be able to understand that in the face of the family's Centennial foundation, grandfather would choose to do that no matter you or any of the descendants of the Song family. The family's interests will always be great As the successor of the Song family, I hope you can take up this responsibility in the future. "
"I know."
Song Luo God calm way: "I am willing to accept grandfather's arrangement."
Song Jing was angry and said: "girl, you don't have to be angry with your grandfather. No matter what, you are also his favorite granddaughter. If it's not a last resort, how can your grandfather sacrifice your happiness? My grandfather came here today to tell you that today is different from the past. The difficulty has passed. If you really don't like Haotian, my grandfather is willing to be a traitor for you. ""Yes, it's different now."
Song Luo murmured: "ten years have passed, and I can't go back."
Song Jingguo could not help but frown. In his expectation, the girl should be happy to hear the news. Why can't she see any happiness now?
"Grandfather, have you ever made a decision you regret in your life?"
Song Luo god suddenly opened his mouth and his face was expressionless.
Song Jingguo frowned and kept silent for a while. He said slowly, "No
His voice was firm and awe inspiring.
As the Yangtze River flows eastward, many heroes are annihilated in the long river of history, but there are still some old people standing on the tide, still bright!
Smell speech, song Luo God lightly smile, but in the eye is a piece of indifference. "I'm afraid grandfather will experience it soon."
Before Song Jingguo could ask questions, a voice came from the door.
"Home owner."
Song Fu, one of the four housekeepers of the Song family, stood in front of the door, slightly lowering his head, with a dignified and serious look.
"What's the matter?"
Song Jingguo looked back.
"If you have a visitor, please see the first lady."
"Take him to the reception hall for a while. I have something to talk with the eldest lady."
Song Jingguo ordered, but song Fu was still standing there.
Looking at the abnormal old man, song Jingguo's eyes narrowed and finally realized that something was wrong.
"Who's coming?"
Song Fu raised his head, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "hell, Mengpo."
The old man, who has experienced numerous strong winds and heavy rain in his life, has a sudden look in his eyes, "who?"
Song Fu repeated again in a deep voice: "hell, Mengpo!"
Song Jingguo suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Luoshen in disbelief.
In contrast, song Luo Shen was calm and even had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Dear guest, grandfather, we can't keep people waiting for a long time."