Yanshan Exquisite Record

No one else lived in Qionghuayuan, Song Xueqiao was brought into a side room, Pei Wunian just put him on the chair, two attendants came out like ghosts, holding a wrist-thick hemp rope in their hands.

Song Xueqiao yelled inwardly, but one of them stretched out his hand to block it, frowned and said, "There are people watching outside, so there is no need for the rope."

Song Xueqiao was overjoyed, "That's right! The rope is unnecessary."

The hemp rope in the other hand had all been untied as if to tie it up, and he said expressionlessly, "The owner said that the second young master is full of tricks, I'm afraid if you don't tie it..."

Song Xueqiao laughed dryly, "There are many tricks?"

"There's no need to tie it down. I'll watch over here. Hurry up and invite Madam Song and Master Song." Pei Wunian suddenly said, and slowly sat beside Song Xueqiao, "With me here, he won't run away."

The attendant looked distressed, "The owner said..."

Song Xueqiao raised his eyebrows and snorted, "You mean we are together?"

The waiter was silent.

Song Xueqiao snorted again, "Then you didn't see that he betrayed and tapped my acupuncture points? If he wanted to let me go, I wouldn't be brought here by you."

The attendant was stunned for a moment, as if he had figured it out, he finally put the rope away, and said to Pei Wunian, "Then trouble Mr. Pei to set him up for another hour."

Song Xueqiao twitched violently, "An hour?!"

The attendant had no expression on his face, "Madame and Miss Ye went to the market, the owner sent someone to pick them up, and they will come back after dinner."

The door was closed with a "squeak", and Song Xueqiao sat on the grand teacher's chair like thunder.

Yinshui Villa is unparalleled in elegance, and Qionghua Garden has no Qionghua, but the house is almost covered with bamboo, and several green bookshelves almost occupy more than half of the site.

Song Xueqiao said, "It's time to release the acupoints for me."

Pei Wunian glanced at him, then stepped forward with his hands behind his back and took out two books from the bamboo shelf, flipped through them, then frowned and threw them away.

Song Xueqiao didn't give up, "You really don't intend to relieve my acupoints?"

Pei Wunian came back again, bent over and smiled at him, "It's rare that you are so quiet, it doesn't matter if you stay still for a while."

Song Xueqiao rolled his eyes at him, and said with a sinister smile, "You don't think you're afraid of losing face if you fight with me, do you?"

Pei Wunian's smile grew stronger, "I'm afraid you might get hurt if you fight with me."

Song Xueqiao rushed to the acupoint with luck, while gnashing his teeth, he said, "I haven't seen Mr. Smiling Tiger for a long time, and my skill has not diminished."

Pei Wunian stopped looking at him, walked aside and continued to flip through the book, "In the past you thought I was joking with you, but now you should know how sincere this sentence is."

Song Xueqiao naturally knew what this sentence was referring to, and said with a smile, "You can relieve me of the acupoints and I will accept you."

Pei Wunian didn't even look at him, "Then you should continue to freeze."

The wind blows around the window, the dew is deep and the frost is heavy, and the fine and dense white snow flies up in a moment. Brother Pei is quietly flipping through the book, and Young Master Song is also quietly stiffening his body as a decoration.

After about half an hour, Song Xueqiao finally broke free from the acupoints, stood up abruptly, rubbed his wrists and shook his head, "You are so ruthless, aren't you afraid that I will sneak up on you?"

"You can't beat me, why are you afraid?" Pei Wunian didn't look at him, his voice was indifferent, "Besides, the one who knows the current affairs is a hero, you shouldn't have shot just now on the porch."

Song Xueqiao raised his eyebrows, "Why?!"

Pei Wunian flicked through the pages of the book, "Because Master Song will never do anything to harm you."

Song Xueqiao loosened his muscles and bones, walked to the bookshelf, and picked out a book, "I understand that, but in this way, I won't be able to inquire about the relationship between Yinshui Villa and the martial arts conference."

"The problem of Yinshui Villa is indeed not small." Pei Wunian said, "For example, that disciple, I still don't think that Lu Heng will be kind enough to teach these disciples the martial arts that he is proud of."

"When a person is about to die, his words are good." Song Xueqiao stuffed the book back on the bookshelf, and slumped on the chair bored, "Anyway, tonight, I will first check Zhan Mu's tone."

Pei Wunian lowered his eyes, "It's better to visit Lu Linlin than to visit Lu Zhanmu."

"Beauty Lu?" Song Xueqiao sat up straight, wondering, "What can she know?"

Pei Wunian said, "You and I both know Lu Zhanmu's nature. If it weren't for this marriage, he would still be wandering outside. If you ask him about Yinshui Villa, how much would he know?"

Song Xueqiao propped her chin and sneered, "But there's nothing I can do about Lu Linlin."

Pei Wunian paused, as if he already had a premonition that there would be no good things to say next.

Song Xueqiao hehe said, "If it's you, why don't you try the beauty trick?"

It wasn't until Yinshui Villa illuminated the bamboo grove in the moonlight, the sky was full of brilliance, and the silk and bamboo orchestra was piercing through the ears, that Mrs. Song slowly stepped into the door. Although she was called Mrs. Song, she was just past her age, her body was slightly fatter, but her face was young. , gorgeous and compelling, with a pair of eyes very similar to Song Xueqiao, but a little more chaotic.

There are not many entourages behind him, only the two standing on the left and the right are suddenly eye-catching. Song Yanting's face is frosty and he stands with his hands behind his back.

There will be absolutely no good things in a place with many women, let alone three beautiful women with great reputations.

Pei Wunian bowed lightly, Madam Song just glanced at him, and immediately smiled, "Wufeng, why are you here? Where's your master?"

Except for Song Yanting, everyone was taken aback for a moment, Mrs. Song smiled and held Pei Wunian's arm again and said, "Where's Wu Nian? Maybe I haven't seen that child for a long time."

Song Xueqiao managed to recover, and pointed to himself, "Mother, who am I?"

Mrs. Song wondered, "You call me mother."

Song Xueqiao breathed a sigh of relief

Mrs. Song smiled and said, "How can I not know that you are Cai Xia?"

Song Xueqiao froze.

Mrs. Song snorted again, "Although you are not your own son, you are a hundred times better than that son of a bitch."

The bastard finally looked at Song Yanting, "What's going on?"

But I haven't seen her for more than a month, Madam Song's madness has become more and more serious. She used to cover her face and cry from time to time, she was drowsy, and her mind was not clear. Now she can't recognize her own son.

Ye Yingshu helped her sit on the teacher's chair, whispered a few words of comfort, Song Yanting waved his hand lightly, and the few attendants behind him bowed their heads and retreated obediently. In an instant, there were only four people in the room who looked at each other and were speechless.

"Now you know why I kidnapped you back?" Song Yanting raised his eyes, his voice was still calm, "I don't care about you in the name of a dude, but if a dude becomes unfilial, what do you think I should do?"

Song Xueqiao said, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"Recently, I've heard all these things from Ye Yingshu. After the wedding banquet, you go back to Linglong Villa and get grounded. Don't worry about anything else." Song Yanting never beat around the bush when talking to him.

"Yes." Song Xueqiao didn't even think about it, and answered readily, tapping his fan on the palm of his hand, "Before that, should you explain to me the things in my father's grave?"

"It won't do you any good to know."

"I know if it's good or not."

"Try another sentence."

Song Xueqiao didn't move.

Song Yanting slowly raised his eyes, looking at Mrs. Song who was playing with Ye Yingshu like a three-year-old child, his mood finally fluctuated, "If it wasn't for those imperial decrees, the Song family would not have become like this !"

Since Song Yanting became the owner of the villa, at most she just stared at people when she was angry. Song Xueqiao had never seen her like this since she was 15 years old, but fortunately, neither Ye Yingshu nor Pei Wunian would be taken by surprise. People, one is listening quietly, the other is still comforting Mrs. Song.

Linglong Villa has always been connected with the royal family since Song Xueqiao's grandfather's generation. The throne is not stable, looking at the court from the inside and looking at the rivers and lakes from the outside. This is how the Song family became one of the two major villas in the martial arts world, and even sent in a noble concubine.

The emperor had numerous brothers in the previous dynasty, and the most famous were seven princes. King Ren Rui was the best among them. .

Song Dingya was stupid and loyal by nature, disregarding the dangers involved, he managed to get rid of King Ren and Rui Wang for the first emperor after narrow escapes. Afterwards, a group of eccentric people came to Linglong Villa in disguise and gave countless gold and silver wines, calling Song Dingya a hero.

The emperor is ruthless but righteous, and after killing his brothers, the common people can still love him, so Song Dingya is very happy, and only feels that his loyalty and courage will be rewarded.

"It's a pity that father can only wield knives and guns, and he doesn't know how to intrigue." Song Yanting said slowly, "The gold and silver treasures protect the prosperity and wealth of the Song family, but the wine from the Western Regions that is only given to father is melted together."

Under the candlelight, Song Xueqiao slightly clenched his fists.

"Mother didn't want Dad to drink too much, so she poured half of it into the fish pond, but after a while, all the fish in the pond had their bellies up, and even the water turned black." Song Yanting had already returned to his indifferent appearance, "You can think about how scared she was at the time, and how did she become what she is now?"

Song Xueqiao trembled slightly, and Mrs. Song was playing with Ye Yingshu next to her, not paying attention to what they said.

Song Yanting smiled softly, "The royal family has always been like this. If you promise to keep Baolinglong Villa rich and prosperous for generations, then he will do it. It's just that every generation of rich and prosperous patriarchs is just a short-lived ghost raised by them. I So it is, and it will be the same with my children in the future."

"They have always been ruthless. It sounds good to say that it is the power of the emperor, but it is bad to say that they have become a bitch and set up a memorial archway, and they are unwilling to stain their own merits and demerits." Ye Yingshu interjected.

Song Xueqiao said, "Then dad..."

"He knew that he would not be able to escape death. Instead of waiting for the emperor to accuse him of other crimes, it is better to end it himself." Song Yanting lowered his eyes.

Song Xueqiao looked at Song Yanting, frowned and said, "Then you still..."

Song Yanting smiled wryly, "The new emperor is only 16 years old. I have spent several years cutting off the connection with the imperial court before that time. It should be almost the same now."

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This chapter transitions, you can guess what happened to Taoist Yanshan, you guessed it right..., I didn't award QAQ