Chapter Twenty-Three: I Repented

General's Palace.

Murong Qing arrested Song Zifeng and wrote a letter of order to the old man of the Song family, which made the Song family, who had been cut off for many years, have to come to the door again.

Song Hailin was invited into the hall of the General's Mansion, and when he saw Murong Hong and Murong Qing, he didn't have a good face, and he didn't even have the most basic mutual respect etiquette.

Murong Hong was even more lazy to greet him, he didn't even look at Song Hailin, he lowered his head and drank tea by himself, the original in-laws became enemies because of the death of Murong Qing's mother, and today Murong Qing arrested Song Zifeng as a threat, which made Song Hailin even more angry.

As soon as Song Hailin entered the door, he glared at Song Zifeng angrily, and then looked at Murong Hong and said, "I'm here, you can release people!" ”

Murong Hong continued to drink tea and ignored it, and so did Murong Qing, which made Song Hailin, who was given three points everywhere, a little unbearable, and being stunned like wax made his face hot for a while, and his face was even more blue and red.

Song Hailin didn't dare to get angry at Murong Hong, after all, Murong Hong was an official, and he still understood the truth that the people didn't fight with officials, but Murong Qing was different, first, he was not an official, and second, they were still related by blood, the so-called mother-in-law and uncle were big, and it was still okay for him to reprimand his niece a few words from an uncle.

So, Song Hailin looked at Murong Qing and said in an unkind tone, "Murong Qing, don't let your brother go soon!" ”

Murong Qing saw that Song Hailin was not good at talking to her, and pretended not to hear, so she put down the tea bowl and said, "I don't know how many uncles you are, but what you said is not right, your son has not been tied up, he has not been detained, let alone let go." ”

Song Hailin glanced at his son, and when he saw that he was indeed like this, his face was gloomy and he glared at Song Zifeng fiercely, and said, "Why don't you get over to me quickly!" ”

Song Zifeng looked at Murong Qing hesitantly, seeing that she only cared about drinking tea and ignored herself, and wanted to get up and stand beside her father, but as soon as he moved, Murong Qing looked directly over and was so frightened that Song Zifeng sat back obediently.

And all this was seen by Song Hailin, who was angry, blew his beard, glared, pointed at Murong Qing and said, "You...... What the hell did you do to my son? ”

"Bang!"

Murong Qing squatted the tea bowl on the Hu table and said, "Uncle, this is the General's Mansion, not your Song family, you are so old that you don't even know how to count the etiquette, and you shout and scream when you enter the door, there are no rules at all, have you lived to a dog all these years?" ”

"You ......"

Song Hailin was choked by Murong Qing's words, his face was pale, his whole body trembled, and he pointed at Murong Qing and said, "You little slut actually dare to talk to me like this." Instead, he looked at Murong Hong, who was sitting upright, and asked, "Murong Hong, is this how your general's mansion teaches your daughter?" ”

"Humph!"

Murong Hong said with a cold face and a cold tone, "Song Hailin, my tutor in the General's Mansion didn't do that kind of dirty thing in a bad way, I also want to ask you Qing'er, where did she offend you and let you use assassination methods to deal with her?" ”

Song Hailin was speechless when asked, he couldn't say that he was for the God of Wealth! If this news spreads, there must be countless people who want to snatch the God of Wealth's order, then ...... Can you still have your own part?

Seeing that Song Haitao was silent, his eyes rolled, and he knew that there must be something here, so he peeked at Murong Qing again, and saw that she was drinking tea by herself like no one else, which made Murong Hong feel guilty in his heart.

Song Hailin was silent and said, "Let's talk less nonsense, Murong Hong, you just say whether to let people go or not!" ”

Murong Hong said faintly, "I didn't arrest the person, I don't count if I let the person go!" ”

“……”

Song Hailin was speechless for a while, and then looked at Murong Qing and said, "Murong Qing, do you want to let people go?" ”

Murong Qing looked at him like a fool and said, "Uncle, are you old and have a bad memory?" I wrote it clearly and clearly in the letter, could it be that you didn't understand it? ”

“……”

Song Hailin was angry and wanted to scold again, but it can be seen that Murong Hong was staring at him and saw that the words on his lips were changed to "There is no gold, you have to let it go!" ”

Murong Qing chuckled and said disdainfully, "Joke, it's the first time I've seen someone who has such an attitude towards his uncles, otherwise how about you stay and drink tea with your son?" ”

Song Hailin saw that Murong Qing was too arrogant, pointed at her and scolded, "You are a little slut who eats inside and outside, you have a mother and no mother, your mother deserves to be poisoned, you deserve to be ravaged for ten ......."

"Bang!"

Murong Hong directly smashed the Hu table in front of him with one palm, stood up and looked directly at this, Song Hailin asked in a cold tone, "What did you say Lan'er died?" ”

And none of them noticed that at this time, Murong Qing's eyes were flushed with scarlet, the hand holding the teacup couldn't help trembling, the tea in the micro-soup splashed on her little hand with the shaking of the teacup, and the white little hand was unconsciously red by the soup.

Song Hailin knew that he had said it impulsively, this Murong Hong had a very good relationship with his sister, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't come out for many years, there would be no Han today.

He stumbled, "I...... I ...... "Then I thought about it anyway, Boss Song, don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind, thinking of this, a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he straightened his face and said, "If you want to blame this thing, blame Lao ......"

"Click!"

Before Song Hailin's words were finished, the teacup in Murong Qing's hand was directly crushed by her, the fragments of the teacup cut through her palm, and the bright red blood fell down the table along her fingers, dissolving with the tea and slowly fading.

Murong Hong was very distressed when he saw that Murong Qing's palm was punctured, and shouted anxiously, "Come on, go and call the doctor." ”

"No!"

Murong Qing lowered her eyelids to hide the scarlet under her eyes, her action reminded Song Haitao to her lips, and the words immediately swallowed back, and her feverish mind calmed down and said, "I just heard rumors from the outside world about this matter, saying that it is ......."

"Who is this who provoked the general so angry!" At this time, Han walked in from the outside while talking, and then looked at Song Hailin and said, "Isn't this the third master of the Song family who I haven't seen for many years?" Why is there an empty road general's mansion today? ”

Song Hailin originally wanted to say Han's words, but when the words came to his lips, he was interrupted by Han's who rushed over.

Murong Hong looked at Han and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

He is not a fool, it is understandable to say that Murong Qing was angry because of his deceased mother's abuse.

But it was too coincidental for the Han family to come, she didn't come early or late, but she came when Song Hailin was about to tell the murderer, and Song Hailin said just now that the Han family mother and daughter had ravaged Murong Qing made him even more disgusted with the Han family.

After the Han family saluted Murong Hong, he said, "The concubine also heard that the distinguished guests came to the house, so I wanted to come and have a look, so as to fulfill the friendship of the landlord!" ”

Murong Hong stared at her with a gloomy face and looked at her for a while, but this Han clan was uncomfortable with being looked at, if it wasn't for the fear that her own affairs would be exposed, she would rather stay in her own courtyard.

Murong Qing let the doctor bandage her wounds, but her eyes looked at Song Hailin and said, "Bring the gold, take your son and leave quickly!" ”

These words, the tone was cold and domineering, but the innate aura of a superior person made Song Hailin have an illusion, as if she was the master here.

Seeing this, Song Hailin said in a deep voice with a cold face: "Hmph! I didn't bring the gold! ”

As soon as the words came out, Song Zifeng couldn't sit still, and without waiting for Murong Qing to speak, he asked urgently, "Dad, didn't you bring gold?" That...... So what do I do? ”

Song Hailin glared at Song Zifeng and said, "Naturally, go back with me!" ”

"Whoosh......"

"Bang!"

As soon as Song Hailin's words fell, Murong Qing casually picked up the fragment of the teacup on the table that had not been taken away and threw it out, and the fragment crossed Song Zifeng's neck and was nailed to the pillar behind him.

A little bright red blood immediately oozed from Song Zifeng's neck, which frightened Song Zifeng and Song Hailin into a cold sweat in an instant.

After calming down, Song Hailin pretended to be calm and said angrily: "Murong Qing, don't go too far, how can you take out 200,000 taels of gold, how can you allow me three days to raise it!" ”

Han Shi was immediately surprised when he heard about 200,000 taels of gold, and looked at Murong Qing with unbelievable eyes, she also heard about Murong Qing's assassination yesterday, and guessed the reason for assassinating Murong Qing, but she never expected Murong Qing to open his mouth to this lion, 200,000 taels of gold? That's not a small amount.

Murong Qing chuckled and said, "I see that you just don't want to give it, you want to take people away directly, yes and no?" ”

Song Hailin was directly said by Murong Qing, and the expression on his face was a little stiff and unnatural, but after all, Jiang was still old and spicy, and this unnatural thing was just fleeting, and then he returned to nature.

Song Hailin was just about to speak, but Murong Qing said again, "I heard...... Uncle Yu said before he came, if you give me a son, you won't be surnamed Song? Those uncles should also think about their future surnames in these three days! ”

Song Hailin almost died of anger when he heard this, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it must be a letter from Song Haitao's old ghost to Murong Qingtong's wind report.

Song Hailin glared at Murong Qing viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't want to get an inch!" ”

Then he turned around and wanted to leave, and at the same time, he scolded Murong Qing in a low voice: "Little slut! ”

Since Song Hailin said this in a very low voice, only Murong Qing near him heard it.

"Little slut?"

Murong Qing raised her eyebrows, a hint of banter crossed her eyes, and she shouted, "Slow!" ”

Song Hailin trembled all over his body when he heard Murong Qing's voice, and the foot that had just stepped out was retracted, and he glared at him and asked in an unkind tone, "What else do you have to do?" ”

Murong Qing looked at him and smiled evilly and said, "I regret it!" I feel that 200,000 taels of gold is a bit less, not as good as ...... Let's add 300,000 taels of gold! ”

"Poof......

Murong Hong, who was drinking tea, also squirted out a sip of tea, and after a violent cough, he asked in surprise, "Qing'er, ...... You...... How much did you just say? ”

After hearing this, Song Hailin suddenly felt that the world was spinning, as if he was stepping on cotton, and he staggered a few steps before he stood firm, glared at Murong Qing viciously, pointed at her tremblingly, and said, "You...... Little slut! ”

"Bang!"

Murong Qing smashed the Hu table in front of him with one palm, got up and walked towards Song Hailin step by step with coercion, the blood-red mist loomed around his body, and two terrifying essences burst out of his beautiful eyes, and he asked in a gloomy tone, "Do you say it again?" ”

This kind of coercion made Murong Hong, who had been in the killing field for a long time, change color, not to mention the other people in the house.

Han Shi and Song Zifeng were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they didn't even dare to come out, and Song Hailin even retreated back with Murong Qing's footsteps.

"Plop!"

Song Hailin didn't pay attention to the foot of the threshold, and the whole person was about to fall to the ground facing the sky, and the family Ding he brought stepped forward to help him up several times before helping him up.

Song Hailin couldn't care about the influence of the third master of the Song family anymore, and ran to the outside of the general's mansion with the help of his family.

Murong Qing didn't forget to remind loudly in the back, "Don't forget to send 500,000 taels of gold within three days, otherwise you are going to collect the body of your precious son!" ”

"Plop!"

When Song Hailin heard this, he fell like five thunderbolts and fell again, and he got up with the help of his family, and wanted to stare at Murong Qing viciously, but he was afraid of Murong Qing's coercion, so he had to stare forward with a vicious gaze.

The hall of the General's Mansion smashed two tables one after another in an hour, frightening everyone up and down the mansion to tremble.

The Han family fled from behind everyone in a gloomy manner, while Song Zifeng looked at Murong Qing with a frightened face, not knowing where to go.

After Murong Hong was shocked, he looked at his daughter Murong Qing with a complicated expression, and opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Through Song Hailin's incident, some people in the General's Mansion couldn't sit still, and a sneaky figure in the General's Mansion in the middle of the night quietly slipped out of the back door, and Murong Qing looked at the black shadow, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a weird smile.