After being dressed as a scumbag, the fascination was reborn

As I said before, the king of the Song family with a different surname is a hereditary king. The founding emperor is a mud-legged man who climbed up from the bottom. This country was also brought down by him step by step with a few brothers. With great ambitions, every brother who worked hard with him early on was granted the title of General Marquis. It was not uncommon for the ancestors of the Song family to win the throne at that time.

What is rare is that the ancestor of the Song family was the best in martial arts among the brothers of the founding emperor, and a rare general. The inheritance of the throne made many people think deeply: Maybe the Song family and the emperor back then were not considered brothers.

The friendship that has brought down the country all the way is not worth the supremacy of power after all.

The Song family produced military generals from generation to generation, and each generation has descendants who left the capital with wealth and wealth, or entered the military camp voluntarily or forcedly. , In the end, they all shined brilliantly in the court.

Literary talents and military generals came forth in large numbers, and the throne of the Song family was passed down from generation to generation, and each generation became more powerful.

Many aristocratic families that were enshrined as marquises in the early years of the founding of the country eventually declined due to various reasons. Without exception, the rise and fall of these families was controlled by the shadow of one person: that is the current emperor.

Excessive power is not a good thing. Emperors are suspicious. The Song family has made great achievements. Sooner or later, it will face the same difficult predicament as those families. On the top, the kindness of the family and the country, and on the bottom, life and death, all depend on the monarch of a country. between.

Jingkang kings of all dynasties have understood a truth: the prosperity must decline, but if it is not prosperous, the decline will be faster.

So every king of Jingkang is a capable person among capable people. They control this speed so that the Song family is not a single hand in the court, but it also makes the emperor never dare to touch it easily, as long as the Song family does not touch it. The emperor's bottom line, the emperor will basically turn a blind eye and close one eye, so that they will live in peace.

Up to Song Qing's generation, the blood of the Song family's direct line is running out, and the only direct son is an ignorant son. The Song family has been handed over to Song Qing, and the naked eye has declined visibly. It does not mean that the Song family has no right to speak Yes, after all, the prestige of a century-old family is still there, but there is absolutely no power that can make the emperor afraid to touch it.

More than ten years ago, the Fang family, the only remaining family in the capital, was ransacked and wiped out. All the female members of the family were exiled, and the rest of the men, old and young, were all killed. The reason is "collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country".

——This is obviously a joke. The Great Zhou Dynasty was established for hundreds of years, and the surrounding small countries were wiped out one by one. There was only one southern border. During that time, the border was peaceful. There was no war and no one entered Beijing.Which country to sell?

Although the Fang family is an aristocratic family, they have never been a military general abroad. What good is collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country other than bearing the infamy of thousands of people?

The reason for this kind of non-distraction is that the emperor told everyone blatantly: I just want to copy your home, and it is useless to have opinions, I will die to you.

Why don't you come up with a more reasonable reason, because you want to kill chickens and monkeys.

The chicken that was killed was from the Fang family, and the monkey that was frightened was from the Song family.

The emperor just ransacked Fang's house, so it's not easy to turn around and mess with them again——

The Song family has spread to Song Qing's generation, and there are countless branches. Almost the entire capital city randomly drags a person on the road. The ancestors have a little blood relationship with the Song family. This is also when Song Shu was adopted. The reason for the book "Is it really a child of a branch of the Song family".It is deeper than Fang's family background, and it can affect the whole body.

What's more, the Song family had just been handed over to Song Qing, and it was still in its heyday, so the emperor didn't dare to do it.

And today, more than ten years later, the emperor is about to grow old, old and frail, the border is often turbulent, and the people in the court are unstable. A few days ago, the third prince Luo Fang was appointed as the Prince Chu, some people are spreading the rumor that the emperor is obsessed with beauty, and his health is already failing.

The emperor must have heard the rumors, and wanted to use the Song family's fat meat that he had stared at for a long time, and then make an example of it.

King Jingkang noticed the emperor's intentions, so he quickly pretended to be sick and called his son back.

After briefly analyzing the Song family's situation, Master Song came to his own conclusion: "If the Holy Majesty is determined to touch the Song family, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape this catastrophe."

Song Qing nodded, and sighed solemnly: "You are right. That's why Dad pretended to be sick and asked you to come back. The Holy One is now watching every move of the Song family. Everyone at this pass is in danger and is afraid. The point of the Holy Majesty's knife was aimed at me. The Song family has been honored for a hundred years, and it has already gained too much limelight. It has become a thorn in the heart of the current Holy Majesty. If the Song family can't survive the crisis this time..."

Then it's time to repeat the tragedy of the family being wiped out overnight more than ten years ago.

The stove in his hand gradually turned off, and Song Qing felt the chill gradually sinking into his bones in the bleak room, he shuddered, and asked in a low voice: "Ah Chang, I know you must have thought about why you were sent away back then. Go to your master Lingxiang, and you have not been allowed to come back for so many years. Father will tell you why now."

"You are my father's only son. The Holy Father wanted to destroy the Song family more than ten years ago. My father is not very capable, but he thinks he is a tough guy who is not afraid of death. I am afraid that when things come to an end, he will not be able to protect you. Mother can't feel at ease staying in the underworld, and I sent you to monk Lingxiang to keep you out of the sight of the Holy One, at least to be safer."

Master Song remained calm, and asked in cooperation: "Then why did father call me back when something happened in Beijing now?"

"Father originally thought that the Song family would have this day sooner or later. He wanted you to stay by your master's side in peace and contentment. You will be happy and worry-free all your life. It would be better if you don't see me as often. If you don't have deep feelings, the Song family will not You won't be too sad." Song Qing said, his voice became hoarse, and he coughed twice, Master Song looked over, and he covered his mouth and waved his hands again.

"Your master has sent me letters over the years, saying that your bones are excellent, you are a good material for martial arts, and you are smart and transparent. Being an idle swordsman by her side is really a waste of talent, so I moved a little bit. "Song Qing raised her eyes and said slowly, "Ah Chang, I don't force you, I just want to ask you, I don't care whether the Song family is prosperous or not, but now there is an opportunity in front of me, I can help Song If the Song family is rehabilitated, once it succeeds, the Song family will become another generation of prosperous and famous family."

"But if it fails, the entire Song family will be buried with it, and their bodies will be smashed to pieces. There will be no place to die."

"Father just wants to ask you one question—do you want peace and joy, or glory and wealth?"

Silence fermented in the house.

After a while, Song Qing heard him chuckle and say, "Father is right, who doesn't want supreme power and wealth?"

"I'm a layman."

Song Master in the original text also meant the same thing. Song Master didn’t want to refuse, but even if he refused, Song Shu wanted revenge, and he would follow wherever he went. The protagonist’s halo was there, and he couldn’t get rid of it, so he No need to say no.

He thinks the people in Jingkang Palace are pretty good.

If you can't die, it's better to live.

Various expressions intertwined on Song Qing's face, he was stunned for a long time, and finally burst out laughing.

Master Song raised his head and said softly: "I just want to ask, what does dad mean by this opportunity?"

Song Qing restrained her smile, pushed the stove in her hand to the desk, the emotions between her brows and eyes settled down, and condensed into complex eyes: "...it's a small book."

……

The censer burned out, and Song Qing exhaled exhaustedly, leaning back on the back of the chair.

"There is an eyeliner in the palace. Dad can't show any clues on weekdays. He hides in the study and has secret guards watching at all times. Only you, Uncle Mo, know that I am not sick. Don't expose my illness easily when you go out, and don't tell anyone. Say... the little book too."

When Master Song got up, his expression was normal, he nodded in agreement, and asked again: "Xiaoshu, his life experience..."

Song Qing's expression was complicated. After a long time, he said dejectedly, "You can do whatever you want."

Anyway, it will be said sooner or later, and there is no way to hide this matter for long.

It's been ten years, and it doesn't matter anymore.

When Master Song walked out of the study room, it was already completely dark. Steward Mo was guarding the yard, and when he saw him coming out, he came up with a lamp: "My lord, have you finished chatting with the prince?"

Master Song nodded, shifted his eyes to his other hand, and saw that he was carrying the cage containing the crickets, and thought of King Jingkang squatting on the ground to fight the crickets just now: "..."

The sentimental atmosphere just flew away.

Butler Mo said helplessly: "My lord has nothing to do when he is free. If he doesn't play with crickets, he will feel uncomfortable all over. This old slave really..."

Master Song: "..." It is really difficult for Housekeeper Mo to follow such a prince who is not doing his job properly.

Master Song rejected Steward Mo's proposal to send him back, got a stove from him, thought about it and asked for another one, stuffed the letter Song Qing gave him into his pocket, and put both hands in his bosom. The graceful figure immediately resembles a pregnant woman who is eight months pregnant, but the "pregnant woman" still walks amazingly, thanks to the dim night, the servants who come and go can't see clearly, and he is too lazy to walk, which is equivalent to flying over directly with light work.

At the gate of the Qingming Building, Master Song received a fool who was sitting on a jujube tree and was almost frozen into an ice sculpture: the former, the book boy, and now, Jing Xiu, who had evolved into a personal bodyguard.

His thinking is simple and stubborn, he said he wanted to guard Master Song when he came out, and he really stayed there for half an afternoon. It was cold at night, and he was posing in an unfathomable posture, and was blown by the wind so that he almost lost his breath. Master Song, who was having a good time with his internal energy, couldn't bear to watch him pass by, and slammed the tree down.

Realizing that it was his son, Jing Xiu stopped his subconscious counterattack, straightened the bamboo hat with his frozen hands, sniffled and said, "Master, sir."

Master Song disliked his snot, and pulled out a stove from his bosom: "Do you want it?"

Jing Xiu kept a cold face: "No."

How can the delicate handsome boy dangle around the stove all day like an old man who is afraid of the cold?

The delicate and handsome boy sneezes every few seconds, sneezes every few seconds, Master Song doesn't bother to eat after washing up, and when he is about to take a break, Jing Xiu, who is very professional, is willing to give it to Butler Mo. He went to the guest room arranged by him, but when he was about to fall asleep a few times, he could hear "Ah Chi-" from the next door.

Master Song was a light sleeper, so he had a haircut when he first wore it. Director Song, who had been watching other people's acting before, had to use his whole life's acting skills to experience so many things in person. He was so tired that he just wanted to fall asleep. However, after tossing and turning, he finally surrendered exhaustedly.

The old man who was afraid of the cold sat up, yawned, put on his clothes, and went out with the stove in hand.

In a few seconds, he came back again, took away another stove that was rejected by the handsome boy, and rode the bleak night wind to the east of Wanshuzhai.