I am a ruler in troubled times

The winter snow has dissipated, but the spring breeze has not warmed up.

Song Peiyu, whose body has been awakened by the cold wind but is still ignorant, has not been able to tell for a long time whether he is the carefree rich second generation of modern times, or the ancient second generation of power who eats and waits to die.

But there is no doubt that whoever he is, he should not be woken by the cold wind.

Focusing on the dilapidated bed curtain whose original color could not be distinguished, Song Peiyu's dazed eyes gradually regained clarity.

The carefree rich second generation is already a thing in the previous life, and in this life he is the youngest son of the famous Song family.

Ever since he was born, Song Peiyu has lamented countless times that his bad luck in the previous life may be to accumulate blessings in this life.

In an era when productivity was low and wars were everywhere, he was not reincarnated as a commoner who was struggling to earn a living and was precarious, but became a son of an aristocratic family.

Although he is only a bastard, his luck can't be held back.

It just so happened that the youngest son of the new head of the family also passed away, and the sister-in-law was so sad that she became mentally confused. She remembered everything, but she couldn't remember and didn't want to believe that the youngest son had died.

Song Peiyu's biological mother was also a ruthless person, she was so weak that she had only her last breath, but she was crying and shouting to give Song Peiyu to the eldest lady.

The old lady felt sorry for her son and daughter-in-law. Moreover, Song Peiyu was younger than her grandson, and the old patriarch had passed away. There was no such thing as Song Peiyu's biological mother being an eyesore. She simply gave Song Peiyu's biological mother a concubine as a reward for her eyesight.

So in the early years, even though Song Peiyu and her biological mother only saw each other on New Year's Eve, they did not dare to express their missing each other, but their life in the Song family was very nourishing.

When Song Peiyu was a child and could only lie in bed to recuperate, he would occasionally think that if he hadn't been taken away by his sister-in-law, the elder brother and sister-in-law would hold him in the palm of their hands like porcelain, and if there was something wrong, they would invite famous doctors all over the place, and send them precious tonics like flowing water. to his room.

Because of this, the aunt took extra care of Aunt Liu, who had almost lost her life due to dystocia.

Whether their mother and son will survive is unknown.

Four years ago, Song Peiyu was eight years old, and her sister-in-law was pregnant again. After giving birth safely, she suddenly remembered the pain she least wanted to face and the child who died young.

While Song Peiyu regretted that the long-term meal tickets might be discounted, she was also glad that her sister-in-law had this perfect opportunity to get out of the past.

Song Peiyu thought that he was not a real child after all, and was ready to turn back into an ugly duckling at any time, but he was not without a little bit of sadness after the real thing happened.

The sister-in-law's loving mother's thoughts are all focused on him who is particularly weak due to dystocia, and even her real eldest son, Song Jingming, occasionally has acid.

The eldest brother is more restrained, carrying the burden of the entire Song family, but he is also raised as a young son, and even his nominal nephew takes care of him as a younger brother.

How can it be possible to say that the affection that comes from getting along day and night will be restrained.

Song Peiyu moved in next door to Song Jingming in the front yard two years in advance according to the original plan. Due to the depression in her heart and her natural frailty, she lay on the bed intermittently for half a month.

After a long time, except for him and his biological mother, Aunt Liu, who can communicate with each other in an open and honest manner.

The eldest brother and sister-in-law still took care of him in every possible way, and did not ignore him because they had a real young son.

My aunt still loves to watch him and Jingming pretend to be pets and play tricks as usual, and her attitude towards Aunt Liu is also consistent, so Song Peiyu's uneasy heart is relieved.

At that time, Song Peiyu thought that the biggest crisis in his life had passed, and after that, he would grow up peacefully.

If his body allows and his elder brother needs it, he will find an official position, like all the sons of aristocratic families in this era, he will do his best for the family, and protect the younger generation just like his elder brother protects him.

If his health does not allow him, he will find a village with beautiful mountains and rivers to recuperate from his illness. With the extravagance of the Song family and his wife's preference, the family property he can get is enough to support ten sick people like him.

But Song Peiyu never expected that fate just likes to joke with people.

Now his body is getting better.

Although it always looks sick, in fact, a little blowing or cold rain will never linger on the bed for a long time as before. As long as you sweat and get enough sleep, you will be able to recover.

People also went to a remote residence far away from the prosperity of the Song family.

But it's not what he imagined that the Song family has been operating for generations, with beautiful mountains and rivers and hot springs, all of which are the Zhuangzi of the Song family's loyal servants.

He and Aunt Liu are not the only ones who live here all the time, the aunt and eldest brother and sister-in-law occasionally come to play.

It was a completely unfamiliar and dilapidated village, surrounded by not only Aunt Liu, but also my mother-in-law, second sister-in-law, brother Jue from the second sister-in-law's family, sister Fang, fourth sister-in-law and sister Yue from the fourth sister-in-law's family, fifth sister-in-law, and only Some have three loyal servants.

Song Peiyu slowly sat up from the bed, without turning around, she could see the simple and shabby room in her eyes. She couldn't help but sighed a long time, shook off the indigo muslin clothes on the bedside, and began to study awkwardly.

As the saying goes, "It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal." He has been in this world for 12 years as a man of aristocratic families, and now even wearing his own clothes is a matter of his previous life.

"Qiye, are you awake?" A low, youthful voice came from outside the leaky door, and Song Peiyu, who had excellent eyesight, had already seen the brown sackcloth coming through the crack of the door.

Before leaving, Song Peiyu knew the background of the three loyal servants who came to the village with them.

The old man surnamed Meng was left to Song Jinyu by the previous head of the family. Not only did he have real kung fu, but he also played the role of explaining world events and family entanglements to Song Peiyu and Song Jingjue during his stay in the village.

Jin Bao looks thin and thin, and it is said that it is no problem to block ten with one.

Yinbao is a good hand at the kitchen stove and knows medicine.

These three people have served the head of the Song family for three generations, and they only obey the orders of the head of the family.

If he was still in the Song family, he would have some decent clothes, but now, in order to avoid the family, he can only wear sackcloth.

Thinking of the Song family, Song Peiyu couldn't help but think of the night before he left the Song family.

For the first time, the eldest brother regards him as a brother who can discuss important matters, rather than a fledgling who can only hide under the family's wings.

Ever since Song Peiyu was born, the situation of the Song family has gone from bad to worse. In the final analysis, it was because when Song Peiyu's father whom Song Peiyu had never met and a favored prince went to Hengshan to sacrifice, the normally healthy prince died suddenly.

The prince who can represent the emperor to offer sacrifices to the sacred mountain naturally has a different meaning. If the prince did not die suddenly, the prince would be canonized as a prince when he returned to the court.

The Patriarch of the Song family knew that Emperor Qing and the imperial concubine would not let him go, and after handing over the important matters of the family to his eldest son, Song Peiyu's eldest brother, Song Jinyu, he cut himself cleanly, just asking not to implicate the entire Song family.

The Song family also began to hide their strengths and bide their time, and hibernated.

After all, it is a family that has prospered for more than ten generations, no matter how much Emperor Qing hated the Song family, he would not be able to uproot the Song family immediately.

As long as the Song family survives Emperor Qing and the new emperor ascends the throne, there will naturally be a turning point.

It's a pity that Emperor Qing was boiled to death, but the new emperor is the adopted son of the imperial concubine, who can ascend to the throne only with the support of the imperial concubine.

The new emperor is even crazier than the previous emperor, completely ignoring the consequences, chasing and biting the Song family like a mad dog, causing more losses to the Song family than when the previous emperor was there.

In this era, if the royal family does not give the family a way out, the family will definitely not do stupid things like killing people.

Song Jinyu led the Song family to hibernate for another three years. On the surface, she was tolerant and humble to the royal family in every possible way, but in private, she had already started to prepare her back.

Half a month ago, General Jianwei, who had been at odds with the imperial court for a long time, blatantly burned the imperial edict, and half of the cities in Youzhou lost contact with the imperial court.

Song Peiyu was still eating melons in school in the morning with relish, and secretly hoped that General Jianwei would be stronger. Whoever worked for the family didn't matter. In the Song family's situation, they were looking forward to a new emperor.

When I got home, I was called by my elder brother to the small black room to have a long talk.

It turned out that Song Jinyu's eyes had long been on General Jianwei, and he took the entire Song family to treasure General Jianwei. He wanted to destroy all the ancestral property that could not be taken away, and then took his wife's son and clansmen to fight for Jianwei. General effect.

Song Peiyu thought that Song Jinyu was telling him to clean up, and obediently agreed, "Don't worry, brother, I'll go back and pack now, and I won't delay my departure time."

Song Jinyu's gaze became strange, and he was silent for a while before saying, "I have already asked someone to pack their luggage, you don't need to prepare anything, if..."

Song Peiyu sensitively sensed something was wrong, and looked up at Song Jinyu's face, only to find that it was already dark outside, but there was no wax in the room, and he could only see Song Jinyu's sharp jawline.

Song Peiyu, who was thinner than boys of the same age, was easily embraced by Song Jinyu, who had extraordinarily broad arms.

Song Peiyu, who has not been hugged by her elder brother since she was five years old, her heart beat faster. In the dark, he felt the unbelievable moisture on the side of his face, and then came a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, "If General Jianwei loses the army, you will forget the past." In the 12 years of life, no matter what, you must take care of yourself and Brother Jue, and you must continue the blood of the Song family."

Song Peiyu's memory of what Soong Jinyu said to him that day, how he came out of Song Jinyu's study has been blurred, but the wetness on the side of his face and the uncertainty and choking that he has never heard before are as clear and deep as a brand.

Song Peiyu shook her head, unwilling to recall what happened that day, and said loudly, "Come in."

Jin Bao quickly entered the door, carefully blocking the cold wind with his body, stood by the door for a while before walking to Song Peiyu who was still struggling with his clothes, and naturally took over Song Peiyu's movements.

Song Peiyu opened her arms, secretly memorizing the order in which Jin Bao dressed him, her voice carried the laziness unique to getting up in the morning. "You don't have to wear linen clothes specially. Go back to the town and pull some pieces of fine cloth, and let the embroiderer in the shop directly make ready-made clothes and bring them back."

They just live in seclusion, they can't be too ostentatious, and they don't really have no money.

Why bother to talk about so many rules when you are away from home.

Jin Bao saluted with a smile, and readily responded, "Thank you Qi Ye for your kindness. It just so happens that Yin Bao is going to go shopping in the town this afternoon. He has much more insight than I do."

Dressed neatly, Song Peiyu took Jin Bao to the backyard.

The two courtyards where the Song family lived were quite spacious, incomparable to the Song family, but it was the most magnificent building in Lihua Village.

It's just that the original owner has no family members and is in financial difficulties. Except for the main house in the front yard, other places are dilapidated and dilapidated.

The original owner was a down-and-out squire who was once a secret stake of the Song family. Song Jinyu arranged for them to be the squire's lost relatives during the war.

A few days before the Song family arrived in Lihua Village, the squire bumped his head when he got up at night, and held on until the Song family arrived. He decided that the Song family was indeed his relatives, and went there that day.

The Song family could only manage the funeral of the squire while repairing the house.

Because the squire died in the main room in the front yard, Mrs. Song and Aunt Liu, and Song Peiyu's sisters-in-law all disagreed with Song Peiyu living in the main room in the front yard.

Song Peiyu had no choice, so he gave up the main room in the front yard to Lao Meng and Jinbao Yinbao, and he lived in the east wing. The west wing was more dilapidated, and Song Jingjue moved out from the backyard after repairs.

The branches of the dead trees growing crookedly in the yard were stained with a light green color, causing Song Peiyu to take a second look.

Jin Bao followed suit, "It looks like a peach tree. If Master Qi doesn't like it, I'll cut it down."

"Keep it, there will always be a time to bloom." Song Peiyu touched her neck, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Will this kind of tree bear fruit?"

Jin Bao paused, looked back a few times, and said hesitantly, "I'm going to talk to the people in the village in the afternoon, and ask around by the way."

Song Peiyu entered the main room in the backyard only to find that he had come early, except Mrs. Song and Aunt Liu who lived here, no one else had arrived yet.

"Greetings to mother" Before Song Peiyu could bend down, Mrs. Song grabbed Song Peiyu's arm and dragged him to her front.

"Ah Liu, let's see what's wrong with Li Nu's neck. Did it get bitten by a poison, and it turned red?" Mrs. Song eagerly took off Song Peiyu's collar, and her trembling fingers did not dare to press Song Peiyu's glowing eyes. On the bloodshot skin, I'm afraid it will hurt Song Peiyu.

Aunt Liu's reaction was no better than Mrs. Song's. She hastily stuffed the hot tea into Jin Bao's hands, and her clear eyes were suddenly covered with mist.

Song Peiyu was stiff all over, as if she was being manipulated by two people for a long time like a wooden man.

In the end, it was concluded that his skin was too delicate, and he suddenly changed into fine cloth clothes that he had never worn before, so he was covered with bloodshot eyes.

The wives who happened to be living in the wing came over with their children, and when they entered the door, they saw Mrs. Song's face full of anger. Aunt Liu's teary face was frightened, and she thought it was some bad news from the Patriarch.

Song Peiyu covered her face and failed to sneak away, so she had to apply ointment under the eyes of the whole family, and felt unable to lift her head until eating.

Although in the village, the rules of the aristocratic family are still engraved in everyone's bones.

For the first time, Song Peiyu felt that it is a good rule not to eat or sleep.

The crisp sound of spoons and bowls hitting each other was extremely abrupt at the quiet dining table, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The Fourth Madam hurriedly hugged Sister Yue who suddenly struggled and cried in her arms, not even caring about the soup hanging on her face, and the Fifth Madam beside her wiped it off with a handkerchief.

The old lady never cared about the younger generation, and she didn't blame the five-year-old sister Yue for breaking the rules when she saw this, "Did sister Yue bite her tongue, hurry up and bring a cup of cold tea."

All those present here were masters who were used to being served, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay for a moment.

It was Aunt Liu who reacted faster, and hurried to find the boiled cold water she drank before going to bed yesterday, and took a spoon to feed sister Yue who was still crying.

Sister Yue didn't appreciate it, she reached out and swung the porcelain cup in Aunt Liu's hand, almost hitting Song Jingjue's face beside Song Peiyu.

The second lady and Aunt Liu rushed to Song Jingjue and Song Peiyu at the same time, knowing that the teacup did not touch them, they had to check carefully from top to bottom to be at ease.

Song Peiyu held Aunt Liu's bleeding wrist to keep her from moving, and coldly ordered Yin Bao who heard the voice to come from the kitchen to get the medicine.

When Mrs. Song saw that sister Yue was not only crying endlessly, but also hurting someone, she also became angry, and reprimanded in a deep voice, "Don't cry! I'm not dead yet, who are you crying for?"

Sister Yue was so frightened by the old lady that she hiccupped, and finally she was willing to speak, "I...I don't eat these things! I want egg custard, delicious pastries, gourd chicken, and steamed pot!"