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This Song Ling is not that Song Ling, the nine-tailed spirit fox Song Ling has just occupied the house not long ago, and is still in the process of merging with this body. In a short while, where can he go to recite the ledger that he has never seen before?

He didn't panic, but just bowed his head and said nothing. After a while, he whispered: "I don't remember."

When he said this, the two of them were not surprised, Mrs. Song said with concern: "But where is it still uncomfortable?" She looked at Ming Lu and apologized, "Ming Shaoxia laughed, my grandson has been weak and sick since childhood, I'm also timid, I'm afraid I was frightened."

Ming Lu also thought like this, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, don't be in a hurry. It happened that the doctor prescribed an anticonvulsant drug. The sister-in-laws seem to have fried them, and I will give it to the young master later. Rest well today , it will be the same tomorrow.”

After talking to each other a few more words, Ming Lu stopped talking, and accompanied the old lady to the house of the Song family with Song Ling on the left and right. A man from a foreign family in Ming Lu couldn't stay for a long time, so he turned around and left after a few words of advice. up.

Song Ling accompanied Mrs. Song into the house, and as soon as she closed the door, she heard the old lady ask, "Ling'er, why don't you recite the account book?"

Because this seat has never seen it.Song Ling thought so in his heart, but he didn't speak.

The old lady looked at him for a while, then sighed and said, "You have been cautious and considerate since you were young, so it's natural to have concerns. However, the matter between your father and your second uncle... behind it is unpredictable, officials protect each other, and power is oppressive." , our family is thinly populated, and now there are only a few people left. If it weren't for the help of Ming Shaoxia, we would have died outside the city today. What can we do except trust him? Orphans and widows, I still want to Going to Beijing to appeal for grievances, but now I know that this is probably more difficult than going to heaven."

Song Ling lowered his eyes, rolled his eyes, and said softly: "Sun'er is willing to go to Beijing with Ming Shaoxia."

Mrs. Song was stunned: "Why..."

"Although my grandson is cowardly, my father and second uncle died unjustly, and I am the only male left in the family. If I continue to hide under the wings of my grandmother, mother, and aunt as usual, wouldn't I be ashamed of my father's usual teachings and make me feel ashamed?" He can't rest in peace under the nine springs?" Song Ling said, "Although the road ahead is bleak and difficult, even if I fight to the death, even if I don't say that I am wronged for my father and second uncle, I will inherit my father's legacy and serve thousands of people inside and outside Jinyang. Get rid of evil spirits with your surname!"

Mrs. Song is also a person who understands right and wrong, otherwise she would not be able to raise a pair of sons who plead for the people. Now she sees that her grandson, who has always been timid and gentle, has such ambitions. The appearance of serving the country and the people couldn't help crying. He held his hand tremblingly and said repeatedly: "Good boy! Good boy!"

Song Ling comforted her for a while, and first calmed her down, and said: "So I want to go to Beijing with Ming Shaoxia. No matter what, with me, even if I want to beat the drums to complain, it is better than going to the capital with Ming Shaoxia. to be more convincing."

Mrs. Song nodded, lowered her head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then said worriedly: "It's just that you haven't had much contact with outsiders since you were young, and you have never traveled far alone. Grandma is afraid that you will..."

"Father and second uncle passed away, and I am the pillar of the family." Song Ling said righteously, "How can I be the same as before, only knowing to hide behind the female relatives?"

Mrs. Song was extremely pleased, her eyes were sour, and she said, "Okay! Ling'er is worthy of being grandma's good grandson! Your father and second uncle Quanxia know each other, and..." She thought of her second son, and felt uncomfortable again, choking up several times, speechless.

Song Ling had no choice but to persuade her for a while, and with sweet words, Mrs. Song finally dispelled all doubts and concerns, and agreed to let him go to Beijing with that young man Ming.

"I'm afraid there will be changes on the road. We won't be there at that time, and you can't handle it alone, so you won't be allowed to bring any more. You just need to keep the account book in your mind." Mrs. Song took out a letter from her bosom, "But I'm also afraid that you can't win the trust of others with your own words. You should still take this letter between the bandit leader of Mangshan and the general guard of Jinyang City, and keep it close to you on weekdays. Unless it is a last resort, don't leave it alone. Do not show it in front of others, so as to save more troubles and disasters. Remember, this time when you come to Beijing, maybe Ming Shaoxia will take you to meet some important ministers and dignitaries. You must never believe people without seeing them. Your father said, What happened in Yangmang Mountain was backed by important ministers in Beijing, which made it difficult for him to move forward."

Song Ling nodded, and put the letter close to his body.

Mrs. Song gave some more detailed instructions, and finally, she took her grandson's hand and said, "Ling'er, my Song family has inherited poetry, books and etiquette for generations. , your grandfather passed away early, and before he died, he told me to raise your father and second uncle well, so that they would be useful to the world and the people. I think, I probably still deserve your grandfather’s entrustment. Now Your father and second uncle have gone, and grandma is so cruel that she will take you too..." She turned her head away, choked up with sobs, and then continued, "Ling'er, it's not because grandma is cruel, nor is it because grandma insists on fighting for a pair of sons. What grandma is fighting for is the same as what your father and second uncle are fighting for, but they are fighting for the clearness of the world, the safety and joy of the people in one side, and the word "reason" that my Song family has read for generations."

After all, Song Ling was also a man of morality. Hearing what this kind old woman said, he felt something in his heart, and thought to himself, at least I have borrowed the body of "Song Ling", and I have a causal relationship with this old woman. "Although I am going for Yu'er on this trip, since I am on the way, if it is still going smoothly, I will help the Song family and pay for them. It is not a big deal.

Besides, maybe Yu'er will look at me with admiration when she sees me like this.

After much deliberation, Song Ling made up his mind, and after hearing the words to comfort Mrs. Song, he put it down.

The next day, Ming Lu and his friends escorted the Song family members out of the city to Mingjian Villa. Along the way, Mrs. Song told the two daughter-in-laws about the decision she and Song Ling made in the night. First, watching Song Ling grow up, the sister-in-law and sister-in-law love each other like real sisters. Now they look at each other with great reluctance, worried that Song Ling will go far alone and suffer hardships, if something dangerous happens...

But the Song family has always been filial to the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law. The two daughters-in-law are also from a family of poetry and books. They are sensible people. After admonishing carefully, he finally complied.

Although Song Ling is the young patriarch of the Linghu clan, born with nine tails, he has been loved and respected by men, women and children of the clan since birth, but because of this, he doesn't get close to the clan members, even his biological parents are the same. People's desolate temperament, now surrounded by the female family members of the Song family, earnestly exhorting them, and loving and caring, made him extremely uncomfortable, disgusted in his heart, and did not know what to do, so he could only lower his head and pretend to be Silently, he nodded silently.

Fortunately, the weak "Song Ling" of the Song family had such a sullen temper, so the female family members did not suspect it.

On the way to rest, the old lady invited Minglu to tell him the matter, Minglu was startled, thought about it, and agreed.As the old lady said, if this matter is really going to be redressed, there is not much credibility for a foreigner from Guangminglu who has nothing to do with the matter yelling there. Go, I have some hope just now.

Ming Lu is not a person who struggles. Seeing that the Song family is full of loyal and loyal people, he feels both emotion and admiration in his heart, and he repeatedly assures the old lady and his sister-in-law that as long as he is here, he will fight to the death to keep Song Ling safe.

Ignoring all these, Minglu and his friends sent the female family members of the Song family to Mingjian Villa. He didn't want to waste time, so he didn't want to stay longer. After greeting the owner of the villa, he led Song Ling to bid farewell and rode together. The horse whipped away.

Along the way, Minglu intended to make this good official with a rough life experience happy, but unexpectedly, the young master Song Ling was like a natural ice cube. He was fine in front of his grandmother's family, but he was reserved and introverted. It was far away, and there were only two of them left, and this Song Ling showed the alienation and indifference of rejecting others thousands of miles away from the hair of his hair.

When he stopped by the stream to hydrate and rest, Ming Lu filled the water bag with clear stream water. Looking back, he saw Song Ling, who was looking at the north with a cold expression. He walked over and said with a smile: "Your family only said that you are reserved and introverted. Why don't I look like you?" , it seems lonely and arrogant?"

Song Ling never liked such idlers, so he just said, "You can go."

"Wait a little longer." Ming Lu pointed to the horses that were gnawing grass with their heads down, and said, "You want the horses to run and not eat grass, that's not acceptable."

Song Ling didn't speak.

"Let's have something to eat too." Ming Lu said, went to the horse to untie the small package, took out two pieces of cake and an oiled paper bag from inside, biting the dry cake, tearing off one piece and chewing, while taking the other The piece of cake and the oiled paper bag were handed to Song Ling, "Eat some even if you are not hungry. It is still a little way away from the capital. If you get sick, the loss outweighs the gain."

Song Ling took the things, found a clean place, sat down cross-legged, opened the oil-paper package, wrapped the chopped roast chicken in a pancake, and ate gracefully.

Ming Lu squatted on the big rock on the other side, biting the cake while looking at him curiously: "With your temperament and appearance, you actually like to eat chicken, you really can't be judged by appearances."

Song Ling, a weak young master who looks like he can grow up by eating dew, actually likes fried chicken. This was discovered by Minglu when the two of them passed through a town.

When on the road, eat more dry food in the wild, there is no oil and water, how can the martial arts practitioners in Minglu survive, so they hurriedly made a tooth sacrifice, ordered some chicken, duck and fish, and remembered to order some light vegetarian dishes for the young master and pastries, but unexpectedly the young master didn't like those, instead he ate the whole plate of roast chicken without making a fuss.

Because of this, Ming Lu packed a copy for him when he left.

Song Ling didn't bother to talk to Minglu, lowered his head, and continued to eat chicken gracefully.

He seldom ate meat since he was a child. Later, when he went to Dangzi Mountain to practice Taoism, he became a vegetarian for a long time, and he had almost forgotten what chicken tasted like.Later, he was hunted down by people from the Taoist sect, and he was either trapped in the dark formation, or escaped hastily everywhere, and he also suffered from lovesickness, let alone the desire to talk.It's rare to meet him now, Song Ling thought that he was already possessed by demons, and he didn't need to abide by the rules and regulations any more, so he could just eat it, what could be more delicious than chicken in this world.

The author has something to say: Daochang Song is cold and self-disciplined, performing the whole process of degeneration online.