The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 544

Song Youan didn't like He Jiang, but he had to admit that because of He Jiang, he was able to reject many fat-headed old bastards. But what made him miscalculate was that the marriage between He Jiang and Jin Fuyun was smooth sailing.

The Yong County Prince's Palace was undergoing massive construction and renovation, all in preparation for the arrival of the new princess.

Then, I heard from the inside that in the princess's villa, Jin Yunfan and his wife were preparing the dowry for the eldest daughter in an orderly manner.

Pei An and Qin Qingdong were actually indifferent?

Song Youan changed his mind and thought, it doesn't matter if he is useless. At least his aunt is safe and his goal has been achieved. The reason why he came to ask for help again was because several brothel madams had sent people to ask about his aunt's husband, intending to buy his brothers to be his prostitutes.

He had no conscience, but he could not tolerate the last bloodline of the Song family being subordinate to a man.

This is such a great sin, and he deserves it.

Pei An pondered for a moment and said, "Find a free time tomorrow, send someone to bring the child to this teahouse, and I will send someone to pick him up."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Song Youan spoke sincerely, which made Pei An sneer, "Aren't you afraid that I will turn around and sell out your brother?" What was entrusted to him was almost the life and property of the Song family.

"Brother, it was the teacher who pointed out the way. Even though I dare not show my face in front of you, I am a good disciple of the teacher, so I will not make a mistake."

In fact, Pei An was not Song Youan’s first choice.

He knew that young men from such high-ranking families always looked down on his own background. If he sent his younger brother away, he would have no one to rely on and would definitely suffer a lot.

But what can be done?

He couldn't find the sister.

I once saw it in a bookstore by chance. At that time, I thought it would be less troublesome if I didn't ask where it came from. But now there is no one to ask, and everyone in the bookstore shook their heads.

"The capital city is different from other places. My book house receives many guests from all over the country every day. As for the young ladies you asked about, I can see ten of them in a month. How can I remember them all?"

What's more, all the young ladies who came here are under a veil of protection, so who knows?

Song Youan couldn't find out where the news came from, and he became more and more anxious about his younger brother's matter. Unexpectedly, an inconspicuous person came close to He Jiang. He was hiding behind the gauze curtain and heard everything.

"My Lord, I dare not say anything. The child is only eight or nine years old, but he is really lovable."

"Is it really that good?"

The other party was a fat, white, wealthy man in his forties. He looked harmless, but he was doing such a disgusting business.

"It's really great. At first glance, I think he looks very similar to Pipa Lang, but he is white, tender and soft, like a glutinous rice dumpling. He is definitely a golden jade boy."

He Jiang narrowed his eyes, full of curiosity.

"Then go and negotiate for peace. If you bring me here, I can even adopt you as my godson. I will definitely not treat you unfairly then."

The hypocritical rich man immediately stood up, bowed and smiled, looking very happy.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away. The child's family is really sad, and the mother is paralyzed in bed. I heard that she offended someone. The father, bah! He's not a biological father, but a stepfather. He doesn't have much ability. He just wants to find a good place for the child."

He Jiang took a sip of tea and said calmly, "These are all trivial matters. If I like him, his parents will live a life of wealth and glory without worries."

The rich man was immediately delighted, "Of course. If I can get your approval, it will be a great honor for me. Don't worry, I will do it right away."

After receiving He Jiang's money, the rich man worked harder.

But Song Youan knew about this earlier and hid the child. However, he also knew that he could not hide it for long, and He Jiang knew everything he knew now.

If the truth ever comes to light, not only will my younger brother not be able to survive, I'm afraid he will have no way to survive either.

There was really nowhere else to turn to, so he went to the old master in the suburbs of Beijing. Originally, he wanted to stay with the old master as a little book boy, but the old master was very old and could only breathe a little. His hand, which was as dry as tree bark, grabbed him and said, "Go and tell Silang that you can call him senior brother. He will not stand idly by."

Song Youan knelt in front of him, "Sir, can't I put it in front of you?"

Jiang Qu pointed at the front and back of the house and said earnestly, "This house is dilapidated. Even though Erlang sent people to serve an old man like me, what can they protect? If someone really has bad intentions, they can burn it in the middle of the night and destroy it all."

He has been to so many wealthy families over the years, and he knows that he is not capable enough to protect his younger students.

Therefore, Song Youan followed the teacher's instructions and went to the official residence to wait, but Pei An went out and went to the princess's villa.

Fortunately, Pei An agreed.

Hearing what he said, Pei An frowned, "If that's the case, I've never been familiar with you, and I don't know your character, but I will definitely live up to your expectations, sir."

After saying that, he looked at the night approaching the window. Outside the window, a few children on the street were playing with spinning tops, making bursts of innocent laughter. Song Youan felt very dazed when listening to them.

"His previous name was not good enough, so I asked my senior brother to give him a new name."

Pei An sighed and walked away. He really didn't want to continue this kind of entrustment. Because he was not very willing, he didn't want to reply. When he was about to go downstairs, Song Youan seemed to have thought of something and caught up with him.

"Senior brother——"

Pei An stopped, indeed impatient. He stood at the stairs without looking back. Song Youan approached him and whispered, "Jin Fuyun has a new Qiao Wan, and his intention is to kill your wife."

Pei An slowly turned around and looked at Song Youan.

"How do you know?"

He even knew Qiao Wan. Up to now, Jin Fuyun had only gone out twice. Although he brought Qiao Wan with him, the man's figure, appearance and dress were not eye-catching. At first glance, one would think he was just an ordinary servant.

"...Jin Fuyun is going to be the princess of Prince Yong. For someone like me who lives in the mud, I need to find out more in order to live a few more days in the future."

He couldn't say that he had spies near Jin Fuyun, but in order to thank Pei An for his help, he still took the risk of saying it.

"You are taking such a risk, aren't you afraid that He Jiang will become suspicious?"

After all, she is a wife who has not yet been married to the family. I am afraid she will not be able to swallow this humiliation if she is being monitored by a thing in front of her.

Song Youan shook his head, "I know that you and Erlang have always valued Miss Jin, but I won't hide it from you. The prince dislikes Miss Jin. He has mentioned to me many times that Miss Jin has been dirty for a long time. She is not a good woman and married only for the sake of power."

At this point, Song Youan lowered his head, with a rare look of shame on his face, "I don't know if he is lying to me, but the prince mentioned it several times, and I think he probably doesn't take it that seriously. At least..."

He looked up, and the firefly-like light from the lantern shone on his long eyelashes.

"Marriage is not taken half as seriously as it was before with the Huang family's niece."

"He Jiang actually looks at a grown-up girl like this?"

This was somewhat beyond Pei An's expectations. He knew that Jin Fuyun was trying every means to get rid of this marriage, but he never thought that He Jiang was only motivated by interests.

After seeing Pei An off, Song Youan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He went out from the back door of Xiao Zhoulang Teahouse, but he heard a rustling sound behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, he was hit hard on the head.