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Chapter 227 Twenty-Six Moves

Chapter 227 Twenty-six · Tips

Master Song was uneasy and suddenly took a big sip of wine. He felt a little bit hot and felt a little uncomfortable. He was so uncomfortable that he coughed a few times, and told Xu Ying that his own problems were not easy.

He is the eldest grandson of the Song family, but the title of the eldest grandson did not bring him the glory he deserved.

On the contrary, whether it is grandfather or father, they have always paid more attention to the unknown little boy Song Heng.

He did everything he did since he was a child.

The younger brothers and sisters didn't like Song Heng, so he watched coldly, and his father scolded him that he didn't look like an elder brother.

He stopped his younger brothers and sisters from dealing with Song Heng, and his mother hugged him and cried and complained about his grievances.

He struggled among his parents, from his initial confusion and anger to his later years, to his later years of numbness, to his ability to remain indifferent to their disputes.

When his mother was making a fuss, he could even look at her with his eyes open and then get out of the blue, thinking that it would be great if his mother could really be as hard as she said on her lips.

Perhaps this is a relief for both her and her.

But my mother always finished crying and making trouble, and she also wanted an excuse to run to ask her father for reconciliation for them.

Such a drama was repeated in his life, and he was really bored.

Xu Ying patted her friend's shoulder leisurely across the table and tweeted: "Even if there is no antidote, that's good."

Song Zhibin suddenly looked up and looked at him with bloody eyes: "What did you say?"

"What's the hurry?" Xu Ying was not afraid of him getting angry at all. She sat with her arms in her arms, looked at his red face coldly, and said slowly: "If Song Zhiyuan is saved, your mother may not necessarily look for you."

Dad is working hard, and then he will make trouble and make trouble as usual. You have to think about it seriously. Can you compare with Song Heng?"

Song Heng, when he heard this name, Song Zhibin's eyes suddenly changed, as if he was pinching his heart by an invisible big hand. He subconsciously clenched the cup in his hand and said nothing for a while.

Xu Ying was very satisfied with his reaction, poured himself a glass of wine, clinked with Song Zhibin, and said, "Song Heng is so glorious now? Although the old man is silent, he is smart. Otherwise, your family will be so troublesome.

, Why doesn't he care about your father? Not to mention your father, in his heart, you are indeed the eldest son and grandson, but he must value Song Heng more. Besides, Song Heng is so outstanding, even the emperor

I looked up to him and heard that he would soon be promoted to commander of the Jinyiwei."

Hearing this news, Song Zhibin finally couldn't help but drink all the wine in the glass, and then suddenly threw the quilt on the ground, making a crisp sound. He stared at the face with a faint smile.

Xu Ying asked him: "Where did the news come from?"

"Is this more important? You can tell by asking yourself. Now the Jinyiwei does not have a governor, and only one commander has the final say, but who is the original commander? It's Lai Weiqi! He is not Song Heng's opponent.

?At most, it’s just a while later. You can watch it. Song Heng will always be squeezed down. My father said that.”

If even Duke Cheng said this, then the news would definitely be sure.

That wild breed!

Song Zhibin felt like he was stuck in his throat and even felt a little disgusting.

Why did Song Heng get these?

The guilt that was originally suppressed for my younger brother disappeared in this moment.

Just as Xu Ying said, if Song Heng gained power, he would be even more unfortunate to the prince’s wife and talents like them in the future - they have never been good to Song Heng. If Song Heng is in power, can they let them go?

Even if he can let go, he will not give up his own things!

Seeing Song Zhibin's change, Xu Ying reached out and pushed him, and said casually: "Okay, okay, don't be so listless. Think about it, all this has nothing to do with you, it's not yours.

My brother doesn’t learn well at such a young age. Besides, isn’t all this meant by Song Heng? You can’t help but think about it.”

Song Zhibin didn't say anything, but he was also encouraging himself in his heart.

Yes, all of this was forced by Song Heng.

If he doesn't fight back, would he give in to everything?

Eleven is not young anymore. Even if he knows all this, he should understand himself. Besides, Eleven also talks about Song Heng’s words that he hates every day?

Thinking of this, he felt much better. After clearing his dry throat, he looked up at Xu Ying: "What should I do after that? What should I do after that?"

Xu Ying whistled indifferently and looked at him with a smile: "Brother, look at what stupid things you asked?! Of course, I went back to accompany your mother and protect your younger brother. They suffered such great grievances.

, Your brother is almost dead, how can you, the elder brother, not be present?"

Smiling, Xu Ying looked at Song Zhibin who was thinking, and continued to induce things in a row: "This is a good opportunity! Song Heng killed your brother, your mother must be willing to fight for Song Heng now, even if it was yours.

The overly obedient grandfather and dad cannot say that you have done something wrong at this time. Take this opportunity to stand up and get all the things you should get. Otherwise, what are you waiting for?"

It was almost clear, and the sky was getting hotter. At this moment, Song Zhibin's back was soaked with sweat, but he didn't care about this, and sat in the spot with a heavy face for a while before he suddenly pushed away the wine and food.

He stood up immediately, looked at Xu Ying for a while, and then left.

Xu Ying paused and looked at Song Zhibin from the window leisurely, soon riding the horse that the waiter took out, with a smile on his face showing a mastery smile.

After lingering for a while, he asked the servant to come in and pack up his own things, and sang a small song and took the carriage home.

Cheng Guo Duke's Mansion is not far from Yongding Bo Mansion. When he passed by the door of Yongding Bo Mansion, he specially opened the curtain and took a look. He passed the two mighty and fierce stone lions at the door. He seemed to be able to see the chaos inside now.

Song Family.

He put down the curtain with satisfaction. He closed his eyes until a careful reminder came from outside. He opened his eyes, lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, and asked casually: "Have you ever fed the whirlwind?"

The whirlwind was his mount, and was given to him by Duke Cheng. He has always been his treasure. Everyone below knew that this was not negligent. When he heard him ask, he hurriedly replied: "I have been fed, and I will take it with me as you told me.

It was walking around the martial arts field, and seeing the sun getting bigger, I was afraid it would be hot, so I took it back for rest."
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