Chapter Twenty-Four: Lame Sister

"Prepare a few good rooms for us, and bring good wine and meat by the way. ”

Jiang Feng and his party swaggered into the Sword Pavilion, and Song Yuan and the rest of the family stood at the door and dared not speak out.

On the one hand, the hundreds of family members and maids in the Sword Pavilion were stacked together, and they might not be Jiang Feng's opponents.

It is not realistic to drive him away, after all, it is easy to invite God and it is difficult to send God.

What's more, this lord is still a plague god.

On the other hand, Song Yuan didn't want to expose the whereabouts of Song Zixuan and Jiang Feng to Zhongyitang, if they knew that they were harboring the murderer of Wang Er Mazi, then the Sword Pavilion would definitely be slaughtered by the whole family.

"Since the wood is already in the boat, I will no longer refuse, as long as you are good to Xuan'er, the old man will allow you to get married. ”

Song Yuan sighed loudly, his old face was full of displeasure, the high-quality cabbage he grew at home was arched by a wild boar from the countryside, can this not be distressed?

"But the old man has a special request......

"The head of the Song family, if you have any requirements, you can mention it, you will be a family in the future, and you don't have to be restrained. Jiang Feng served the dishes, gobbled them up for a while, and wandered in the Qilian Snow Mountain for more than half a year, which can be regarded as a hot meal.

"Alas, from now on, you and Xuan'er must live in the backyard, if there is no special matter, don't go to the vestibule to wander around, and don't leave the Sword Pavilion easily. ”

"Alright, as you always wish. ”

Jiang Feng didn't refuse, there were a few dilapidated attics in the backyard, and after being cleaned up by the maids, they became a new foothold for several people.

"Your Highness, do you say that Song Yuan will betray us, trap us in the backyard, and then hand us over to the Zhongyi Hall to dispose of. Chu He was slightly uneasy and reminded.

"That's not it, Chu He, you are too worried. Jiang Feng hurriedly waved his hand.

"I'll stay with you all the time, I don't think grandpa will harm me. Song Zixuan spoke, dispelling Chu He's doubts, and muttered: "If this kind of change really happens, you will use me as a shield." ”

"Okay, listen to Madame. Jiang Feng grinned.

"Phew, no serious bad guy. Song Zixuan glanced at him a few times, turned around and planned to leave.

At this moment, the door was slowly pushed open from the outside, and a woman in a white jacket suddenly appeared at the door, her long messy hair fluttering unscrupulously in the wind.

She sat in a wheelchair with a calm face, a plush tiger skin between her legs.

"Xiaoxuan, are you back?"

"Sister!"

After seeing the figure of the woman in the white dress, Song Zixuan suddenly showed a happy expression, and trotted all the way to snuggle in her arms.

Then he turned around and waved his little hand at Jiang Feng, and introduced, "Jiang Feng, this is my sister Song Ziyi." ”

"Xiaoxuan, are you pregnant so soon?Is the child the flesh and blood of Wang Er Mazi?" Song Ziyi didn't care about the existence of Jiang Feng and the others, and her eyes swirled on Song Zixuan's stomach the whole time.

"No, it's just a piece of clothing. ”

Song Zixuan stood up, looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, she locked the door from the inside, lifted her skirt, and pulled out the coarse cloth clothes hidden inside.

"How can you lie to grandpa?" Song Ziyi frowned.

"If I don't do this, my grandfather will force me to marry Zhongyitang, sister, don't you know how ugly that Wang Er Mazi is? Like a toad, his face is full of pockmarks, the key is still good, even if he stands on tiptoe, he has just reached my chest. ”

"However, Qilian Snow Mountain is full of thieves all year round, and the Sword Pavilion is looted several times a year, if there is no Zhongyi Hall as a backer behind us, we will not be able to survive in peace. ”

Song Ziyi's expression was extremely serious, and she exhaled: "If you offend the Zhongyi Hall, the Sword Pavilion will no longer have a foothold in Qilian Snow Mountain, and our family will have to continue to migrate north, and further north is the extremely cold land of Mozhou." ”

"Sister Ziyi, don't worry, the Sword Pavilion will be covered by me Jiang Feng from today onwards. ”

"Yes, sister, Jiang Feng is amazing, with him, Zhongyi Hall and other cottages will definitely not dare to offend the Sword Pavilion. Song Zixuan followed Ying Hedao.

"Are you alone?"

Song Ziyi shook her head and said with a questioning face: "Xiaoxuan, don't mess around, this is not child's play, the number of thieves who can participate in the battle in Zhongyi Hall is as high as eight or nine hundred, and the Sword Pavilion, the family and the maid are only one hundred and ten people." ”

Knock knock!

There was a quick knock on the door.

"Miss, the head of the house asked you to go to the front hall to meet guests. ”

"Do you know who it is?" asked Song Ziyi through a door.

"It seems to be Li Kai, the second leader of Zhongyi Hall. ”

"Got it, I'll go over now. ”

Song Ziyi turned her head and whispered: "Xiaoxuan, you just hide here, there is a secret room under the bed, remember not to go out, if it is discovered by the people of Zhongyi Hall, the Sword Pavilion will be in a catastrophe." ”

The door opened, and the family pushed Song Ziyi away.

"Jiang Feng, I'm afraid that Zhongyi Hall's trip is not good, I want to go to the front hall to explore the truth. ”

"Okay, I'll go with you. Jiang Feng pulled Song Zixuan, walked through several flower beds, and flew straight to the roof of the front hall.

Lifting half of the green tiles, I could just see a few people talking below.

Song Yuan, Song Ziyi, and Jiang Feng all knew each other, and the other person was slightly fresh, dressed in a gray robe, with a pigtail on his head, presumably Li Kai, the second master of Zhongyi Hall in the mouth of the family.

"Master of the Song family, little meaning, please smile. ”

Li Kai got up and arched his hand to Song Yuan, and more than a dozen thieves behind him carried the dowry to the front hall.

"What does this mean? The little girl Xuan'er ran away from marriage and has not returned yet, this dowry ......" Song Yuan asked puzzled.

"This dowry is not for Wang Er, but for myself. ”

"Could it be that you have fallen in love with a certain maid of my family? If this is the case, then even if you open your mouth, as long as it is what the second master likes, the old man will give it to Zhongyitang. ”

Song Yuan secretly pinched his sweat, as long as it has nothing to do with Xuan'er, it will be easy to do.

"The object of my letter of appointment is the eldest lady of the Sword Pavilion, I have long been in love with her at first sight, and I hope that the head of the Song family can be an adult and marry his granddaughter to me. ”

There are only two granddaughters in the Sword Pavilion who can inherit this big manor, and several cottages around them covet it, since Song Zixuan is missing, they can only settle for Song Ziyi.

In the future, when Song Yuan dies of old age, Zhongyitang will be able to justifiably take the Sword Pavilion into his pocket, and will not become the target of other cottage crusades.

"This ......"

Even Song Yuan himself didn't expect that Li Kai would fall in love with the lame Song Ziyi?

"Does the marriage make the head of the family very difficult?" Li Kai paused and sneered: "The death of my brother Wang Er Mazi made the leader of Zhang Feng very unhappy. ”

"I'll marry, don't embarrass my grandfather and the Sword Pavilion. ”

Song Ziyi pushed the wheelchair and stopped in front of Li Kai.

Zhongyi Tang's wishful thinking, Song Ziyi has long seen through it, whether it is her or Xiaoxuan, marrying into Zhongyi Hall, they are all used as vase decorations, and their purpose is for the manor of Sword Pavilion.