kingnovel Chapter 940 Chapter 940
Chapter 940 Chapter 940
Song Youan said that he probably hadn't had a heart-to-heart talk for many years, and he even shed tears when he was deeply moved. "Brother, can I have two cups of this warm wine?"
"I use wine to drown my sorrows and make my sorrows worse."
Song Youan shook his head, "I am barely surviving every day. If it weren't for my aunt and my younger brother still being alive, I would have died a long time ago."
After saying that, he poured himself a drink and drank two cups.
"No matter how much the prince favors me, when it comes to winning over some ministers, I have to sell my face and body, so I still have to move forward."
Ah!
Upon hearing this, Lin Shan was shocked, "You are asked to do such a thing?"
Song Youan laughed bitterly, "Brother, this is nothing. I was just smart and persuaded him to raise some spoiled boys. When the time comes, I will push them out. I have been preparing for this half a year ago."
"...This kind of thing——"
Lin Shan couldn't hide his surprise. Song Youan swallowed a mouthful of wine and said, "The boys are young, fresh and juicy. No one has been killed, but many have been injured."
He rubbed his eyes and said, "Brother, I am a man who is destined to go to hell, but it was not my original intention to murder the young lady."
Lin Shan clicked his tongue and added, "He Jiang is just a gentleman in the capital, but he privately makes friends with important officials and does this kind of business. It's beyond my expectation."
"Jiang Lang has no intention of becoming an enemy of the Zhenguo Mansion, but he is inseparable from the general. This marriage... Jiang Lang told me not to worry, but Jin Fuyun came to the door. Her methods are unknown to others, but I know them clearly."
"So this marriage wasn't arranged by the old lady of the Huang family?"
Song Youan shook his head slowly, "Jiang Lang's wife has been gone for so many years, and there have been dozens of people who have come to propose marriage, if not hundreds. Why did they choose Madam Huang? Everything has its traces. But I am just a plaything, and it is not my turn to speak on these matters."
Lin Shan listened with his ears and remembered with his heart.
Song Youan, who was drunk, drank a few less cups, which aroused the man's affection. "Brother, to be honest, you are the best to me in this world."
Linshan: ...Did I hit you less, or scold you less?
"I know that the four young masters look down on me. Jiang Lang also treats me as a toy. I can also train some useful little guys for him. That's the value. As for the others, when they mention Pipa Lang, how many of them don't sneer and look down on me?"
Lin Shan thought to himself, I am the same.
"But you are different, brother!"
Linshan: Me too!
"Brother, change the medicine for me. Don't say you are an outsider. Even I feel so disgusted looking at that rotten butt that I wish I could die—"
"Don't keep talking about life and death!"
Lin Shan raised his hand to stop him, but Song Youan immediately hugged his hand and said, "Brother, you are the only one who doesn't despise me for being a toy. No, my sister doesn't despise me either."
"Are you drunk?"
Lin Shan felt a chill all over his body and quickly pulled his hand away. He saw Song Youan’s face flushed and his speech slurred.
"The wine here is strong!"
With a loud bang, he fell off the kang to the ground and fell asleep.
You playboy, how can you not drink alcohol?
Oh! What a ghost!
Lin Shan ate his fill slowly before getting up, carrying Song Youan and sending him to his room. It was just an ordinary thing, but when he woke up in the middle of the night, Song Youan felt that his clothes were intact and he was still sleeping on his bed. He was so moved that he was in a mess.
If Lin Shan knew this, he would definitely come over and slap him a few times.
I only like women and have never had any malicious intentions towards someone like you, but in Song Youan's eyes, Linshan is a gentleman, a true gentleman.
Linshan: If I met a madman, I would want to die too!
Three days later, they arrived in Jiangzhou.
It's much warmer here than in Beijing, but we came at the wrong time, it was cloudy and rainy, and very cold.
Song Youan was very anxious and asked several times, "Brother, can't I recognize my younger brother?"
"If you have such thoughts, I will let you take your younger brother away immediately, and from now on, his life and death will have nothing to do with my Zhenguo Mansion."
"No no no!"
Song Youan was dressed simply in gray, and his pretty face was covered with red wrinkles from days of wind and frost.
The charming face was also destroyed by the cruel weather.
It was not until early the next morning that Linshan rented a carriage and took Song Youan to the center of Jiangzhou. After many twists and turns, they arrived at the back wall of a house and got off the carriage.
The driver was also enthusiastic, pointing to the memorial archway not far away, "My dear, if you two want to go to Chishui Street, just go through this alley. The road there is narrow, and it is the territory of the Xiao family. We, the drivers, cannot go there. Please walk a few steps."
Lin Shan waved his hand and gave the money.
After the car left, Song Youan was slightly stunned. He was thinking, this Xiao family... isn't the Xiao family he was thinking of, right?
Empress Xiao in the late emperor's harem came from the Xiao family in Jiangzhou.
Also, the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion is Empress Xiao’s sister.
impossible--
Pei An actually found such a place, then... then..., if he still had doubts on the way, when he arrived in Jiangzhou, Song Youan knew that he had trusted Jin Fuyun wrongly.
The two walked to Chishui Street, found a restaurant on the hillside, and ordered two bowls of hot noodles and a plate of mutton. The shopkeeper was very welcoming and sent a few side dishes. The two sat at the tea table facing the street and ate leisurely.
"Brother, here——?"
"It just looks like it."
I had just finished my bowl of noodles when I heard a commotion coming from the entrance of the alley. Two well-dressed young men, carrying bamboo book boxes, came over, talking and laughing.
Among them, there was a man who looked older and was walking in front, but he did not forget to turn around and ask questions.
"My dear, have you written the ten pages of words that the teacher left for you yesterday?"
"I have written it. My mother is watching over me. How can I be lazy?"
"Second Aunt treats you very well. Look at the new pair of shoes you are wearing. I'm afraid they were also sewn by Aunt!"
The older children's faces were full of envy, while the child named Hui Lang, who had a fair and clean skin and a jade-like face, was now quiet and shy.
"My father and mother both loved me very much, especially my mother, who felt sorry for me because my life was difficult when I was with my aunt."
"Well! Now that you are back to the Xiao family, your uncle is also a capable man. You are his only son, so you don't have to worry about being bullied anymore."
"Don't worry, Third Brother. Xiao Hui will study hard and be filial to his father and mother when he grows up."
The two children only said a few words as they passed by the restaurant. As they moved further away, we couldn't hear any more.
Song Youan sat in front of the desk in a daze. He looked up at the child, only glanced twice, and then quickly lowered his head.
The little face has become fatter.
The smile on his face was not that timid...
No need to worry about being beaten and kicked by a drunkard every day, and no need to worry about being sent to the bed of a bad guy when you fall asleep.
enough!
enough!