There was a big backer behind him, who had already received the news first, and the officials who were looking for joy came out of the secret passage, and the people from the criminal department drove away in a fake way, and the other party quickly got into a sedan chair with his sleeves to cover his face and escaped, "This Song Heyan is so able to toss when he is sick." ”

Song Heyan is bedridden because of the severe wind and cold, everyone is happy when they get the news, rouge that they haven't seen for a long time, and it's time for confidants such as Nuan Nuan to reminisce about the old days, even if he is bedridden, he won't delay Song Heyan to make a move, is he so sick that he is jealous of them.

As for the other Qinglou Chu Pavilions, they naturally let them be unlucky, and the bandits of the Criminal Department kicked the door open, and the soldiers rushed in. The screams came and went, some jumped out of the window to escape, some shivered and dressed, some died and didn't open the door, and the whole Qinglou was in chaos.

The arresters of the Criminal Department were vicious on their faces, but they were actually happy in their hearts, and the adults really gave them a good time and feasted their eyes.

The benches were lined up, and the officials and guests were rudely pressed against the benches with black cloths covering their faces. Song Qingzhi acted naturally and moderately, and punishment was sufficient, not a fish dead net. The most important face of the official is still preserved.

"Hit. With an order, the crackling board fell fiercely towards the adults with fine skin and tender meat, and there was a wail, "Song Heyan, you are not human." "I greet Song Heyan's ancestors for eight generations.

Before the board is finished here, the inventory of another Qinglou has begun, and the entire Red Buddha Street is not peaceful today. Only the Fuhua Pavilion stands proudly, singing and dancing. It's really a terrible master's house, and he dares to argue with Song Heyan.

Song Heyan fell ill for a day, and the capital Pinjin Grottoes closed for a night, so I still pray that Lord Song will be free from illness and disaster.

The initiator, Song Qingzhi, was sitting in the hall drinking tea at this time, and Song Tang was kneeling in the middle of the hall.

"What's going on. "Hou Ye Song took his third son, Song Jun, into the hall.

"I don't know. Song Qing put down the teacup lightly, "He knelt down when he saw me himself, thinking that he had done something wrong." Why don't you tell your dad yourself? ”

Song Tang was dumb and couldn't say what was bitter about eating Coptis chinensis.

Song Jun pounced on Song Qingzhi, "Big brother, are you sicker?"

Song Qingzhi picked him up and sat on his lap, "I heard that you went to see me." ”

"Yes, I also brought candy for my eldest brother, but my eldest brother is not here. Song Jun took down the small purse hanging around his neck and handed it to Song Qingzhi, "If the medicine is too bitter, the eldest brother will eat sugar and sweet." ”

"Okay, big brother, thank you for your concern. Song Qingzhi pinched Song Jun's little face.

Song Tang looked up and saw that he pouted and lowered his head again, the eldest brother was eccentric. Obviously, he also went, and he also brought a greeting.

Song Qingzhi put down Song Jun, "Let's go eat." Song Tang also get up, I have something to say to my father, you take Jun'er to the dining room. ”

"Yes. Song Tang stood up and took Song Jun by the hand, turned around and went out.

"Why did you suddenly come back today?" Song Houye also felt strange

"I'm sick and miss my mother. Song Qingzhi's fingers tapped on his knee, "Song Tang is seventeen, it's time to let him go out and practice." ”

"Don't worry, how old he is. Song Hou Ye glanced at Song Qingzhi's eyes, "If you can't do martial arts, you should practice." ”

"Dad, can he afford the position of marquis?" Song Qing went straight with a single knife

"Liu'er, what did you say, you are the eldest son, and the title of marquis is also passed on to you. Song Hou Ye heard Song Qing's intentions.

"In the future, I will go to the mansion and leave the title to them. ”

Song Qingzhi lowered his eyelids, no matter what the title of squire was, he was not here.

"I don't agree, I said how did you come home all of a sudden. It is the ancestral rule for the elder to inherit the family business. Liu'er, what are you thinking? ”

"The backers will fall, the fathers will grow old, and the eldest brother will not rely on them. Song Qing stood up, "The boy lives in peace, relying on the shadow of his elders, isn't he smiling and generous, I don't care about others, the children and grandchildren of the Song family all have to stand up to the sky." The rhetoric was awe-inspiring. In fact, it is to spur the younger brother to grow up, so that he can get away as soon as possible.

"Dad thought about it, whether he was too kind to them. I'm going to see my mother. Song Qingzhi walked out of the hall and went to the backyard.

"Fen Yuan, or Vanity Pavilion?"

"I heard that the Floating Pavilion is a place where a lot of adults go. ”

"It's too dazzling, let's still have a courtyard. "Gangnam people are still flashy. "There are Yangzhou thin horses in the Kewei Courtyard. ”

A few sixteen or seventeen young men walked noisily and lively, heading towards the most prestigious gold street in the imperial capital.

Song Qing led the horse and walked on the long street, his eyes swept over the group of half-grown teenagers "Song Tang." He called out a man's name in a low voice.

In the noise, Song Tang turned around in horror and said, "Big ...... Eldest brother. ”

The teenagers around Song Tang were all silent, and they stood up and saluted Song Qing, "Lord Song." "I didn't dare to move, I really forgot to look at the yellow calendar when I went out.

Song Tang stepped forward and nervously grabbed the placket of his clothes, "Big brother, I... We. "It's out of words.

"Lord Song, I forced Song Tang to come out, if the Lord punishes me, he will punish me, we just go to see and see. "The young man in purple stood beside Song Tang" The kid is the son of the waiter of the Ministry of Works, Feng Tingyu. ”

"A few little boys are at their own convenience. Song Qingzhi handed the reins to Song Tang and walked forward with his back hand, Song Tang obediently led the horse, and followed behind him.

"Tingyu, are we going or not?" The six gods and masterless young men surrounded Feng Tingyu. Lord Song is really terrible, Song Tang is really pitiful to have such a big brother.

"Blessed and shared, we will go another day. Obviously, Feng Tingyu is the one with the most right to speak.

"Okay, okay, then I'll take my leave. The boys scattered.

"Big brother, are you getting better?" Song Tang asked in a low voice

"So you pick this day to have fun. Song Qingzhi looked up at the moon, his eyes full of coldness.

"My third brother and I went to see the eldest brother, and Feng Bo said that the eldest brother was not there. Song Tang lowered his head, "Big brother, I don't dare." ”

"That's your own business. Song Qingzhi stepped on the bluestone slab covered with thin snow, "Are you good friends with the son of the Feng family?"

"Hmm. Song Tang nodded heavily, "Tingyu has the best knowledge." People are also righteous, and they are very good to me. ”

Song Qing thought about it in his heart, Song Tang was still too small, his shoulders were too tender, his mind was simple, and he couldn't carry the future of the Song family. At the moment, I can't lift my hand and walk away with the past.

When Xi Miao came back, the first thought of the Lord Lang of the Criminal Department was to resign and go into hiding, and he wandered the world with Xi Yao, he could see that Xi Yao refused to enter the red dust, so he had to be born. As long as they can be together, even if he is allowed to fall into the grass, he will not hesitate to do so.

It's just that this younger brother hasn't grown up yet, which really makes Song Qing helpless and depressed.

"Big brother, you can say something. "Being so silent makes me even more afraid. Song Tang clutched the reins tightly, "I'll kneel in the ancestral hall when I go back, brother, you can punish you as much as you want." ”

Song Qingzhi listened helplessly: "I'm not so old-fashioned. ”

The act of stealing incense and stealing jade, he and Xi Miao have experienced it since they were thirteen years old, and Song Tang has not stepped on the door of the Qinglou when he is seventeen. I don't know whether to say that he is simple and honest, or well-behaved and sensible.

If Song Tang knew that his eldest brother was the master of this prestigious Vanity Pavilion, he didn't know how to feel.

Song Qingzhi opened the Fuhua Pavilion not for money, but to collect information, to investigate the difficulties of the Gu family and the death of Xi Yao, the Qinglou in the world is simply a unique intelligence organization.

Song Qing has more official handles in his hands, so that he can run rampant in the court, and he makes stumbling blocks to sing against the stage, and he has a lot of means to make the other party disappear unconsciously.

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