Chapter 900 The Real Young Master vs the Fake Daughter 42

Snowflakes fluttered outside the window, and the charcoal fire in the hall was warm like spring. The melons, fruits, snacks, and delicacies were carefully placed on the table, and the glazed palace lanterns reflected the beaming faces of the dignitaries.

The men and women under the first seat naturally clasped hands, looking calm and composed.

The big palm with distinct bones covered the soft and boneless little hand, and the black sleeve robe and the pink and white dress were entangled with each other... Song Yu looked away and said softly: "Brother Lao is concerned, everything is well."

The wine glass in his hand shook slightly, and the clear liquid spilled on the back of his hand. He wiped his hands casually and put them under the table.

Song Mo glanced at his hands, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "That's good."

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are now waiting for the new emperor to ascend the throne, and the Yue Kingdom ushered in a new lord. Naturally, the palace banquet is full of witty words, and they are as contemptuous as treating Song Yu, a young courtier who has just won a battle and is in the emperor's heart. , and all kinds of beautiful words continue.

Song Yu didn't take credit for it: "The general predicts things like a god, but Ziyu just obeys orders."

All the officials laughed: "Little General Song is really too modest. The mighty general deserves the most credit. You sneaked into the enemy camp alone to get the formation map, and you made great achievements in the subsequent battles between the two sides. The credit should not be buried."

The prince clapped his palms and smiled: "Taiwei is right, Ziyu must not be modest."

Although he had never had contact with Song Yu, he had heard a lot of compliments about him from Xihe and Song Mo, and he liked him very much.

However, when the name 'Ziyu' came out, even Song Yu himself, not to mention Baiguan, was taken aback.

Why did the prince use such an intimate title to address him? He thinks that although he has won a battle, this kind of credit will definitely not make the future king of a country treat him so intimately, unless...

He glanced aside from the corner of his eyes, the man was carefully peeling the prawns for the woman, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

Tonight is said to be a palace banquet, but in fact it is to reward the soldiers, but all the soldiers who have made meritorious service have been rewarded more or less, only the general's mansion has been sealed, and the father-in-law is not suitable, so Shen Piaopiao was given a county The title of lord will only be officially rewarded after the crown prince ascends the throne.

Shen Piaopiao walked to the center of the hall: "The courtier thanked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The crown prince nodded, and then looked at Song Yu: "Everyone has finished rewarding. Ziyu, tell me, what do you want? Say it, and Gu will allow you as long as it is suitable."

Song Yu got up and walked to the center of the hall: "Thank you, Your Highness, I do have something to ask for."

"oh?"

The prince raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the greasy and crooked two people over there, the corners of his mouth curled up: "Okay, tell me."

During the banquet, many people's eyes turned red with jealousy, and they laughed secretly in their hearts. This Song Yu looked handsome and shrewd, but he didn't expect that he was also a reckless man.

Generally, this kind of question is polite, as long as the courtier is not stupid, he will not really make a request.

It's good that the request fits his identity, but if it's wishful thinking, if he offends the higher-ups, he won't know how he died.

The Song family was dying of anxiety, Mr. Song got up: "Prince, son..."

"I don't want anything (Your Highness! My daughter has something to say!)"

The three spoke in unison.

The prince looked left and right, pursed his lips and smiled: "Look, who will speak first?"

Master Song chose to shut up, Shen Piaopiao glanced at Song Yu, went to the front and knelt down, looking straight at the prince: "My daughter does not want the status of the county lord, and my daughter wants to ask the prince to marry me for my daughter!"

The people in the General's Mansion were so shocked that they almost stood up, but Shen Piao Piao straightened his back.

She is still wearing a gorgeous red skirt today, layer upon layer like a red lotus blooming, and a few pearls and emeralds are inserted obliquely on the flying temples, which makes people think of a lone wolf on the grassland who is single-handed and desperate.

General Shen jumped up against the table: "Shen Piaopiao, shut up!"

Shen Piaopiao looked up at the prince, and paused word by word: "My daughter has been in love with little general Song Yu for a long time, and she will not marry unless he is the only one in this life, so I beg the prince to help you."

He leaned over and slammed his head on the red carpet.

The wind howled outside the window, and the red lantern made a "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound, and everyone couldn't help but breathe less.

The prince blinked, exchanged glances with the princess, and looked at the other protagonist, but saw that the other person's expression was as usual and he didn't even blink his eyes.

The prince thought for a while: "Song Yu, what do you say?"

These days, there are not many women who dare to express their hearts so boldly, not to mention ordinary folk women, even princesses, there are not many who dare to act like this.

Although Shen Piaopiao has always been bold, the prince is also afraid that someone will be bad, and someone will bump into a pillar or something...

Song Yu stepped forward: "Just now Your Highness asked me what reward I want? Your Highness, I don't want anything. I beg Your Highness to give all the rewards to my sister for the sake of my meager efforts at the border."

He actually avoided answering the question of his talent.

Everyone: "..."

The girls in the second bedroom of the Song Mansion were stunned at first, but then they were overjoyed, their little faces flushed with excitement. Mrs. Song's face was darkened, and she almost couldn't help standing up and telling him to stop him from talking nonsense.

Song Yu knelt down: "I beg Your Highness to help you."

The prince had no choice but to answer: "Oh? I don't know if Ziyu's younger sister is..."

Xihe's heart tightened, and it was too late to stop it.

Song Yu raised her head: "Jiang's Yue'er. In ancient times, women have had a harder life than men. I can't stay by her side forever. I only hope that this reward can protect her."

Shen Piaopiao suddenly turned his head, his eyes were in disbelief.

Song Yu pursed his lips slightly.

The prince couldn't help but glanced at Xihe, and then looked at Song Yu: "This request... I can agree. However, your mother is also very hard to conceive in October, why don't you miss her?"

Also, you avoid the topic all your life, do you not want to marry or what? The girl is watching, but you say it.

Mrs. Song suddenly felt that she had been hit by an arrow, and the resentment in her heart gradually rose.

Song Yu bowed his head: "My father is a third-rank official, and my mother is protected by him. In the future, many ministers will be married, but Yue'er is about to get married, and the minister will return to the border soon, so..."

He couldn't say the rest, because he saw the old grandpa, who paid more for him, but he...

Song Yu leaned over and said, "I hope His Highness will make it happen."

He thought, let him be selfish once in this life,

Mrs. Song immediately cast a vicious look, wishing to eat her.

Xihe: "..."

Why are you staring at her? She doesn't need it at all.

Countless gazes looked at her, Xihe suddenly felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, and thought to herself, what is this?

Everyone in the hall was secretly speculating, but Mr. Jiang smiled sincerely. The mountain that had been pressing down on his heart was finally removed, and the whole person was extremely happy.

He has been worried about what he will do with this dead girl in a hundred years?

The eldest child was brought up by him alone, and he understood how he was, but there was a difference between closeness and distance.

He recognized his biological parents, and a lot of brothers and sisters. It seemed that he was a little confident that Song Yu would take care of the dead girl for his sake, but who made the Song family reject the dead girl so much?

The look of turning his face and refusing to recognize anyone seemed to wish that this girl had never appeared before.

Mr. Jiang is worried day and night, eating and drinking well every day, he is afraid that if he accidentally burps, the eldest child will be persuaded by the Song family to never talk to this dead girl again.

The dead girl has no relatives and no reason, so what if she is bullied by her husband's family?

it's good now……

A satisfied smile appeared on Mr. Jiang's wrinkled face.