After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Song Boyan also looked at the Buddha statue: "If the gods and Buddhas have spirits and know what I want in my heart, it would be a worthwhile trip to come to Qingfu this time."

These words made Tang Li restrained from joking.

Because she heard it, Song Boyan said this, not to make fun of her.

Being able to ask a high-ranking person to make such a solemn prayer, Tang Li's first reaction was to think of state affairs.

only--

As far as she knows, no major incidents have happened in country S in the past few days.

At least the news is not reported.

The only one Tang Li knew of who would be related to the Qing government was the Li family.

There will never be someone else making a fuss about her blood relationship with Tang Shen...

However, looking at Song Boyan's posture, it didn't seem like he wanted to discuss official business with her, and that prayer turned out to be a casual remark.

Tang Li didn't ask, but secretly wrote it down in his heart.

Song Boyan said that he had come to pay homage to Tang Shen and Tang Yin.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Tang Li couldn't hold back: "Aren't you going to leave today?"

While speaking, Song Boyan was inserting new incense into the copper furnace.

Song Boyan never faked this action.

When he was chanting in the afternoon, Tang Li had moved to Song Boyan's side.

At this moment, it is also inseparable.

So, Song Boyan turned around, and the two almost stuck together.

Song Boyan didn't make fun of the beautiful woman who was "giving her arms and hugs", but only cared about the beautiful woman: "Is there nothing to do?"

Tang Li: "..."

In fact, Tang Li is very busy.

Because it was her relative's ritual, the old monk asked her to knock the wooden fish for half an hour every day.

In half an hour today, she still hasn't knocked.

Whoever told her to focus elsewhere.

Not long after Tang Li picked up the wooden fish, Song Boyan left the hall.

When she finished knocking for half an hour, she got up and went to the door of the main hall. From Ji Ming's mouth, she learned that Song Boyan was invited by the monk king.

"I'm so impatient because I'm afraid of you... Your Excellency will leave without saying goodbye?"

Li Ling suddenly appeared behind Tang Li.

It would be rude to call President Song "your man" in front of Ji Ming.

Therefore, she changed her honorary title, but she was not so polite when she said it: "Man, after all, you are busy, not to mention your Excellency, you are not weaned, you have to cry if you can't find someone."

Tang Li said: "I always think Aunt Ling is very refreshing."

Li Ling was not used to receiving compliments unexpectedly.

However, he was still disgusted with his mouth and body: "It's up to you to say it."

Tang Li smiled: "Aunt Ling is fine, but she has a mouth."

Watching Tang Li leave in her shoes, Li Ling only reacted and turned her head to ask Zheng Shu, who happened to pass by: "Is she connoting me?"

Zheng Shu: "..."

The place where the monk king met Song Boyan was in a secluded meditation room.

There are no cloisters in the buildings of Wat Phra Singh.

Tang Li didn't step forward to knock on the door, but waited outside with an umbrella.

In the meditation room, the monk looked away from the figure outside the window and spoke a paragraph.

A young monk who knew the S language sat beside him and respectfully translated: "Buddha said that looking back 500 times in the past life can only be exchanged for one pass in this life. Fortunately, the donor has been in the dark this year, and since then, he has neither seen the Tathagata nor the Buddha."

Not seeing the Tathagata, not seeing the Buddha.

Song Boyan brushed the ring on the ring finger of his left hand and slowly turned—

With a concern in my heart, naturally I can no longer be empty of the four big things.

The young monk translated the words of the king again: "Master, he is the best at watching people. The donor is now in harmony with his husband and wife. Next year, when the ears are falling, the family will be filled with joy."

Get the tile, Song Boyan understood.

It means daughter.

The monk said again: "Master also said that the donor has many sons and more blessings in this life, and his family is safe; in the year of knowing his destiny, there may be a recurrence of the image of the Qianlong ascending to the sky."

Song Boyan didn't make a decision, smiled slightly, and only answered: "Then follow the words of Master Ji."

Tang Li didn't wait too long in the rain when Song Boyan came out of the meditation room.

Without waiting for what to do, Tang Li walked to the steps first.

The umbrella in her hand was handed out by her.

The black umbrella covered the man's head and also wet Tang Li's left shoulder.

Under the umbrella, outside the umbrella, there are two worlds.

The setting sun reflects half of the sky, sloping down in the rain, and also dyes the cheeks of lovers red.

Song Boyan took the umbrella handle from Tang Li's hand, and while taking the black umbrella, he also brought the person back under the umbrella and put his big hand on the girl's back, "How long did you wait?"

This is a well-informed question.

The meditation room had windows, so Tang Li didn't miss it.

Even if she was coaxed as a child, she was still willing to cooperate: "It's only ten minutes."

Going down the stairs, Tang Li said again, "Do you want to stay in the Qing residence today?"

"If you don't go, how will you arrange your place to live?"

If it is not a private trip, the city of Qing Dynasty is not qualified to receive Song Boyan.

The entire Siam country, that is, the city of Mann, meets the standards for these great people to stay.

This standard refers not only to accommodation conditions, but also to safety issues.

Tang Ligang was about to say, "Actually, I can live in Li's house." Someone came to meet him with an umbrella. She recognized Cheng Ying, another secretary of Song Boyan.

Cheng Ying said respectfully recently: "Your Excellency, Consul Fang of the Consulate General of S country in Qing is here. The hotel has already done the investigation and can check in at any time."

Tang Li heard the words and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Since Song Boyan was busy with business, Tang Li was not going to follow.

As soon as Cheng Ying left, she said, "I haven't added incense to my mother yet, so I'll go back to the hall first."

Song Boyan didn't stop him.

Tang Licai took the umbrella that He Wei handed over, and heard Song Boyan say, "Let He Wei pick you up later?"

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

Not wanting to delay Song Boyan's work, Tang Li declined: "I live well at Li's house. When you leave for Manchester, let me know in advance and I'll go to the hotel to find you. To be honest, I've been very busy these days. ."

Song Boyan asked her again, "Don't even have time to have dinner together?"

Tang Li said, "We already have an appointment."

Song Boyan didn't force her any further, he just told her, "Go home after dinner, don't stay outside for too long."

Tang Li nodded, and then left with an umbrella.

Saying that there is an appointment is nonsense, Tang Li left the temple and returned to Li's house.

After having dinner with Song Jingtian, Tang Li was about to watch the news of S country on the Internet, when the door was knocked, and it was Li Ruan.

In the evening, Li Ruan did not come back with her.

Appearing here at this moment, it is obvious that he came here on purpose.

"Tomorrow afternoon, the old man will come back in person. Although the old man's original words conflict with the time of the ritual, he has already asked the monk king, and the monk king said that it is fine, and your Excellency is busy with other affairs, so the date of the appointment is still fixed. Tomorrow."

Tang Li didn't understand: "What are you hiring?"

Li Ruan didn't look at her as a joke: "Your Excellency didn't tell you?"

Determined that Tang Li was really unaware, Li Ruan handed her the document bag: "This is the marriage certificate that Song Boyan gave to the old man."

Tang Li opened the bag, and a piece of red paper caught her eye.

Her eyes were glued to the last sentence.

"...Only the daughter of the Li family is what I think about, and I hope that there will be years to look back on, and I will share my hair with deep affection."

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Because of the physical relationship, there is no second shift in the morning, so I apologize to everyone.

Good night!