Song Jie's brothers were angry, and their lungs exploded.

As soon as the two returned to Song's house, they immediately closed the door and held a family secret meeting.

"Xiaojie, what you said is true? It seems that this family is not good. ”

"Qin Wenren's father and son, they are prepared!"

Song Zhongchu frowned.

"It's all your fault, I said I wouldn't let Song Rujun come to the door, you have to lure the wolf into the room!"

"That is, I have to say anything about brothers and sisters, adding a pair of chopsticks is not in the way. It's okay now, people don't come to you to beg for food, they are smashing their jobs. ”

Liu Chunmei and the two concubines complained nonsense.

"Enough!"

Song Zhonghao slapped the table and shouted.

"What are you panicking about!"

"Even if Qin Yi knows Yin Fan, they may not be able to invite Mr. Yin, right?"

"Besides, the old man has one breath left, and Song Rujun can't turn the waves when he slaps him."

Song Zhonghao sneered.

"The eldest brother is right, if you want to control the Song family, the key is to rely on the support of the clan."

"In Shijing, if you want to gain influence, you have to start with politics, business, and the military."

"Take 10,000 steps back, even if he has the support of Mr. Yin, without the military platform, it will be difficult to fight us."

Song Zhongchu paced in the hall with his hands behind his back.

"That's right, with my father and second uncle in town, who in the Song family dares to oppose the water?"

"Qin Yi and Yin Fan may be an ordinary relationship, I don't think Mr. Yin will offend my father for a little kid."

Song Jie analyzed.

"Well, that's what we think about too much."

"However, since people have come to the door, Zhonghao and Zhongchu, this drama must also be performed more excitingly."

"Let them know who the Song family has the final say."

Liu Chunmei said sourly.

"In this way, if you invite the troupe of Zuichun Garden to come and start a play in the courtyard, you must arrange it in a more magnificent manner. Zhong Chu and I went to invite the political and military leaders to come to the scene, and we will definitely frustrate the prestige of the Qin family! ”

Song Zhonghao waved his hand and said proudly.

He didn't mind Song Rujun coming back, but once his interests were in danger, he would never allow it.

He would rather the Song family rot in his hands than let others get involved!

……

Next!

The night is over!

In the courtyard of the Song family, the lanterns are colorful, the gongs and drums are noisy, and the party is full of joy and excitement.

Early in the morning, the clansmen of the Song family were busy.

From the family ancestral hall, an old-fashioned chair and table symbolizing power and wealth was moved.

Thirty vermilion eight immortal tables and one hundred and twenty double-pronged brushed red iron tree stools were neatly stacked in the courtyard.

Three columns, one row and ten tables, are magnificent, revealing the vicissitudes of the rich family.

Before Song Jingui, the ancestors of the Song family held a banquet every year to listen to the opera in order to reunite people's hearts.

Later, Song Jingui led the Song clan to establish the Song Group, a money empire, and implemented the family shareholding system.

Since then, the Song family's New Year's drama has begun to change its flavor and has become a symbol of the Song family's dividends, profits, and power.

When Song Jingui was young and strong, he was naturally a word, and everyone was convinced, and he had the final say on everything.

In the past few years, he has been old and weak, and he has taken a back seat.

The shares of the Song clan have shrunk and depreciated under the nonsense of Liu Chunmei and Guo Xiaoyu, and the people have long been panicked.

The Song brothers naturally know what is going on here!

Especially the news of Song Rujun's return to the door made many people in the clan who were ready to move have the idea of switching to the mountain gate.

Therefore, for Song Zhonghao, this conference is very important.

He wants to use the Listening Opera Conference to suppress the dissatisfied voices among the clansmen and defend his absolute power in the Song family!

And all this depends on who is hard in the background on both sides today!

The clansmen were also in high spirits, and they all sat down at the clansmen's table and watched the changes.

Song Zhonghao occupies the ten large tables facing the gate, Song Zhongchu is on the left, and Song Rujun is on the right.

Before the banquet was opened, the strong smell of gunpowder was already in the air.

Boom, the gate of the courtyard was closed.

Before listening to the play, it is customary to hold a family meeting in advance to determine the candidates for the Song Group's competition.

The Song Zhonghao brothers decided to give Song Rujun a killing stick first.

The acting patriarch of the clan, Song Jingui's brother Song Jinbao, presided over the family meeting.

After a few short introductions, Song Jinbao spoke: "According to the rules of previous years, the helmsman of the Song Group is elected once a year, and he is still selected among the children of Brother Jingui!" ”

"However, this year, compared with previous years, there is one more candidate, that is the third child of the Song family, Song Rujun ......"

"Uncle, I think you're old and confused, right?"

"Song Rujun was kicked out of the house by the old man back then, and the family tree was cleared, and he was no longer a member of the Song family."

"I want to ask, what qualifications does she have to fight with us?"

Before Song Jinbao finished speaking, Guo Xiaoyu, the sister-in-law of the Song family and the president of the Song Group, took the lead.

"This ......"

Song Jinbao was speechless for a while, and was speechless.

Because Song Rujun was indeed cleared out of the Song family by Song Jingui a few years ago, if the minimum hard conditions cannot be met, he is completely disqualified.

The Song family below was silent.

originally thought that there would be a new dawn, but he never thought that before he started, Song Rujun would be defeated.

"Whether it's the Song family or not, you don't have to say it, it has to be my grandfather and his old man who have the final say."

Qin Yi got up and asked with a sneer.

"That's the case, but the old man can't protect himself now, and half of his body is in the ground, can he still take care of you?"

Liu Chunmei pointed at Qin Yi and shouted.

The wealthy family has no kindness, she blatantly hurts her father-in-law like this, but no one dares to refute half a sentence.

"Are you so looking forward to me going to see Lord Yama?"

A strong cold drink came from the backyard.

I saw Song Jingui, accompanied by Qin Wenren and his wife, walking with his hands in hand.

When he got closer, everyone saw that he was full of red light, and the tiger was majestic, and the sound was like a gong, how could there be any chance of death?

"The old man is here, the old man is here!"

The Song family was overjoyed, crowded over, and welcomed Song Jingui to the throne.

"Big brother, what's going on? Isn't our dad hopeless? I've got this coffin for him, and I'm just waiting for a few days......"

Song Zhongchu was shocked and asked with a frown.

"This thing is really strange, the third sister's family is very evil."

"The old man came forward, I'm afraid this stick won't be able to fight."

Song Zhonghao was also full of confusion.

"I declare now that Song Rujun is still my beloved daughter of Song Jingui, and I have brought the genealogy, Jinbao, you let everyone take a look."

Song Jingui waved his hand, and the style of the head of the family was fully revealed.

After walking through the ghost gate, he also tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.

Sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren are all tigers and wolves, and they can't wait to swallow his old bones.

Today, if Song Rujun can't move back to this game for him, with these vain and ruthless people, the Song family will die.