Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Chapter 781: all the same

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Song Tong paused and was so busy that he put down the tea bowl in his hand: "My wife is in good health, and my subordinates are naturally overjoyed and don't dare to have other ideas."

"Do you think I am particularly lewd and slutty?" Lu Minglan sipped tea lightly and said calmly, "A woman like me who serves two husbands as a woman is particularly disdainful to you scholars? Especially? Are you a scholar from an orthodox family in Dali?"

Song Tong's knees softened, and he knelt down with a "pop" and kowtowed hurriedly: "This subordinate has absolutely no intention of this! Madam Mingjian!"

"If you don't have this idea, there's no guarantee that others won't either," Lu Minglan said lightly, while he breathed a sigh of relief, "Forget it, I don't care, just get up."

"Yes, I obey." Song Tong sat back down carefully. After only a few words, he was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

"I heard that your wife is pregnant again?" Lu Minglan asked.

"Yes, my wife is already four months pregnant. Thank you madam for your concern," Song Tong said hurriedly.

"This is a good thing," Lu Minglan said, paused, put down the tea bowl in his hand, and continued, "I have been in Beidi for so many years, you have done a lot for me and Shan'er, I can't say it. "But I know in my heart that I have been thinking about how to reward you, but I was powerless before, but now I am thinking about giving you a promotion."

Song Tong was startled, then bowed and said with some hesitation: "I thank Madam for your kindness, but..."

"It's just that I, a harem woman, can't do politics, right?" Lu Minglan curled her lips sarcastically.

Song Tong said hurriedly: "I don't dare."

"It's not what I mean, it's what the Great Khan meant. It's just that whether the Great Khan promotes you or I promote you, it's the same. You just keep going," Lu Minglan said lightly, while addressing the maid He waved his hand and said to Song Tong, "I just heard that Mrs. Song has good news again, so I prepared a reward for you to take back to Mrs. Song."

"Yes, my subordinate, thank you madam." Song Tong bowed hurriedly.

The maid came over with a carved sandalwood box. Song Tong was so busy that he bowed to take it. Just as he was about to say a few more thanks, he heard the palace servant come in to report that the Khan had returned. Song Tong was so busy that he greeted her. After going out, Lu Minglan was still sitting on the soft couch slowly drinking red dates, longan and rose tea.

"I have seen the Great Khan! I respectfully wish the Great Khan to greet you!" Song Tong bowed to greet Mu Yuante.

"Get up," Mu Yuante glanced at Song Tong and strode in, saying, "There is a plague in the Northeast in the spring. You have done a good job in managing it. I am thinking of giving you a promotion."

Song Tong said hurriedly: "The Great Khan only promoted his subordinates last year. Not even a year has passed and the Great Khan has promoted his subordinates again. I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

"What's wrong? You have merit and ability, so you are worthy of your position," Mu Yuante said lightly, while looking at the sandalwood box in his arms, he added, "I originally thought of giving it to you as well. I want to give you a bigger house, but I heard that Mrs. Song is pregnant and it is difficult to move, so I will give you a new house after you have a baby at the beginning of next year. "

"Yes, I would like to thank you for your kindness!" Song Tong was so busy that he knelt down to thank him.

"Okay, please step back," Mu Yuante said.

"Yes, I'm going to leave." Song Tong was so busy that he bowed and left.

After Song Tong retreated, Mu Yuante hurriedly walked towards Nuan Pavilion. While taking off his coat, he said with a smile on his face: "Lan'er, I'm back."