Once he started speaking, Song Yuanbao's mood, gloomy for many days, brightened up. He picked up a jug of wine, intending to have a drink with Song Wei, but suddenly remembered something, put the wine jug down, and said, "Dad, let's go."
Song Wei asked him, "Why aren't you drinking?"
Song Yuanbao shook his head, "I'm not good with alcohol, drinking too much might screw things up."
Song Wei gave him a thoughtful look, "I thought you'd have built up a tolerance after being in the palace for so long."
Song Yuanbao coughed awkwardly, "Not really, His Highness doesn't let me drink."
Song Wei nodded, "Though he's strict with you, it may not be without benefits."
Song Yuanbao did not express an opinion.
The father and son went downstairs one after the other, got into the carriage, and headed home.
