Mrs. Caidie was very dedicated. She toasted a glass of wine and asked someone to take out a guqin and start playing and singing.

Zhao Benhong was the one who accompanied Song Yao to relax. In terms of music theory, he was just interested in general. He was born in a merchant family and was able to observe his words and expressions, and only looked at the two people he didn't know.

The Yan family belongs to the post-clan. There are two young masters born in the Yan family, namely Yan Erlang and Yan Song, and Yan Sanlang Yan Jue. Yan Jue is a little erotic and ruthless, and he is not a scene person.

Yan Song is a person who can support his face. Of course, Zhao Benhong looked at the acne and could support his ugly face.

When Yan Song walked around, he didn't stand in the middle and did not stand in the middle. What does it mean? It means that the people who walked with him were more important than him.

Zhao Benhong looked at the meat on the plate and glanced at the three of them in his eyes. Yan Song stood up and poured tea for the round young man far away from him. Then he changed the teapot to the wine pot and poured wine for the tall boy in the middle.

This is interesting.

The queen has no son, and it is rumored that she intends to support the third prince. The third prince's eldest son Jiang and the thirteenth year look like this, which is in line with the roundness in front of her. As for the other one, she is not a royal family, she should be the queen mother's nephew. After all, except these two families, Zhao Benhong couldn't think of anyone else who needed Yan Song to treat him as a small person.

"Why did my brother pick up so much meat for me?" Zhao Benhong figured it out, and then focused on the plate in front of him. What a guy, the pile of meat, the aroma of roasted lamb chops cleverly combined with the spices, making people unable to help but move their index fingers.

Song Yao kicked Zhao Benhong under the table and signaled him to whisper, but he didn't answer.

Zhao Benhong smashed his mouth and put it in his mouth. I'm afraid the meat was not cooked with candy and vinegar? Otherwise, it would be sweet and sour! I was so fucking envious of Xiao You!

Song Yao did not watch Zhao Benhong again, but followed Mrs. Caidie's song and started playing the beat.

Time flies, and it soon becomes late at night. When Zhao Benhong came to his senses, he found that Madam Caidie was indeed extraordinary. Ten of them didn't know each other and sat in a banquet with a beautiful woman, but they didn't even make any jealousy or a palace fight scene with staring at each other.

He is simply a master of water delivery! Ten bowls of water are so short.

"Brother, I'm leaving and resting. The three of us live in a small yard. I made arrangements with someone." Zhao Benhong said, pulling Gou Yiwei.

Gou Yi rolled his eyes and looked up at the moon. He was inexplicably sad. He was crying in Zhao Benhong. He was probably a transparent person! He had an inexplicable feeling of going to the market to buy vegetables and bringing a few green onions!

"Prince Song, please stay here and talk."

Zhao Benhong was stunned and saw a little maid with a pair of buns coming over.

Song Yao hesitated for a moment, "What's the matter?"

The little maid smiled, "The half-dead autumn cicada song played by our wife just now was not surprised at all, but the young master could follow him. He was still unsatisfied and wanted to stop talking, and wanted to know the other half."

"It is hard to find a soulmate. Our wife begs the young master to explain and make up for the song scores for her. Our wife swears that without the son's consent, she will never teach the other person the song scores she learned without authorization."

"I know that all the young masters who come today are not short of money. If the young master is willing to give up, then you can come to our wife's feast in the future."

Song Yao smiled, "The left and right are just a broken song. I also learned by chance that the wife has excellent piano skills. Such a good song should not be covered with the dust. Giving her wife the best belongs to her."

"It's okay if my wife wants to teach others. I hope that the more people hear it, the better. The person who composers the music must think so."

The maid was stunned and praised, "Young Master, Yaliang. Please here."

When Zhao Benhong saw it, he was immediately anxious. When Song Yao left, wasn’t it because the little lamb entered the tiger’s mouth, and Tang Monk entered the pansi cave. Is there any way to beat a dog with meat buns and no return?

"Xiao You Xiao You!" Zhao Benhong shouted sadly.

"Go away, don't pay attention to Aque, he is just jealous of you!" Gou Yizhong said, winking at Song Yao, pulling Zhao Benhong away.

Zhao Benhong waved his hand anxiously and looked around again. No one else left, looking at this side with an unknown expression.

Yang Chuo from Zhongqin's Mansion saw it and walked over with a humming voice, "Zhao Benhong, your little face is no longer useful. We, Mrs. Caidie, can tell at a glance that you are an embroidered pillow, which is not useful. Song Yao is cheap, but this soft-legged shrimp, I don't know whether to dare to go."

His words were frivolous, and Song Yao suddenly became unhappy, "We A Que were born well, unlike some people who were kicked into the cycle of reincarnation by a ghost, and were reincarnated with a face. They were neither good nor useful."

"Aqu, you go back first, I will come."

Zhao Benhong still wanted to speak, but was grabbed by Gou Yiwei.

They were young and energetic. Even if Song Yao was steady, they were just a young man. They could not stand the excitement. Besides, he was good at piano. Now that he met a master like Madam Caidie, he wanted to go over and have a chance to compete immediately. Such elegant things are as dirty as imagined.

Zhao Benhong looked at Song Yao's back as he was leaving and shook Gou Yiwei's arm away. The others had already left.

"What are you pulling me to do? That fairy..."

Gou Yiwei stared at Zhao Benhong speechlessly, making him feel guilty, "Is A Yao a baby hanging on your belt? You have taken care of enough, and then what's wrong with a kiss? This is a matter of elegance! If you don't know, you thought you were Song Yao's wife!"

"Although you are beautiful, don't be angry with the girls. Brothers have this beautiful thing, you have to applaud him and lock the door and pull the curtain for him. Do you know?"

Zhao Benhong was a little dejected, "I'm going back to sleep!"

Zhao Benhong tossed and turned on the bed for a night. When he heard a noise in the yard, he immediately got up from the bed. When he opened the door, he was disappointed, "Why are you? When is it time? You are still not asleep?"

Gou Yi rubbed his hands, "I'm up at night! What kind of broken place do you choose? This Gongguan is not only fancy, but also put the osmanthus flowers that I don't like the most... So I went to the yard where we used the dinner party before."

Zhao Benhong said nothing and turned around and was about to enter the house.

"A Que..."

Zhao Benhong turned around and yawned, "What's wrong?"

Gou Yiwei shook his head, "It's nothing. Go to bed early, A Yao is afraid he's already asleep."
Chapter completed!