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Chapter Twelve Price

In a courtyard near the peak of Yunshan Mountain, Song Zicheng, the eldest son of the Song Dynasty, was sitting behind his desk, looking at the registration form for the martial arts exam in his hand. An old man was sitting on the right side of the throne, closing his eyes to rest.

Song Zicheng read the last line carefully, then raised his head and said with a smile: "I'm bothering you again, Uncle Six, this time. I'll take another look at this information and get back to you tomorrow. In addition, I've prepared some small gifts.

I'll send someone to your house as soon as possible."

The elder of the Song Clan waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's such a small thing, what kind of gift should I give you? I've watched you grow up, Zicheng, so why should I see you outside? But you can't take this martial arts exam lightly. There are a few others."

There is an old guy who wants to take care of things. I heard that Song Zian is very ambitious and is ready to knock you down from the number one position in one fell swoop. He is determined to win this martial arts."

Song Zicheng's face became a little more solemn, but he did not panic. He said calmly: "I have the upper hand in political discussions, military strategy is only half-matched, and as long as martial arts is not too far away, it cannot overturn the overall situation. Please don't worry, Sixth Uncle.

"

The clan elder stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "Zicheng has always been prudent in doing things, so I'm just nagging you. Okay, I have to avoid suspicion before the exam, and I can't stay with you for too long."

"Sixth uncle, let's go slowly!" Song Zicheng stood up and personally escorted the elder to the courtyard gate before returning.

Song Zicheng recruited several close confidants and staff and began to study the list of participants for the martial arts test. The rules of this individual arena competition are elimination systems. The order of battles has not been scheduled yet. What they want to discuss now is how to impose this order.

A little influence.

Song Zicheng's connections among the elders gave him the ability to fine-tune the order of battles. In other words, in the first one or two rounds, he could choose to avoid a specific person, or have his own warriors encounter a certain rookie in advance to maintain combat effectiveness.

, snipe the powerful opponent behind with all your strength.

It's just that this kind of adjustment must be acceptable on the surface and cannot be overdone.

At this time, several staff members have read the list. Among the almost all ninth-level warriors, the few eighth-level warriors are particularly eye-catching. The other eighth-level warriors are all disciples of the Song clan who participated in the assessment. As guest warriors, only

Qianye is the only one at level eight.

A staff member pointed to the information and said: "This An Renyi is only level eight, which is just right for our people to face him in the first round."

Another staff member said: "Is this from the Seventh Young Master? It's strange. I heard that the Seventh Young Master has recruited many masters from outside. The three strongest people under his command are known as the Three Tigers of Ningyuan. This time, only one Gao Junyi came.

The boss of the Three Tigers. I’ve seen that man, and he is indeed a good player. Is An Renyi, who is only at level 8, stronger than the other two tigers?"

Another person said: "I always feel that something is weird... It seems like someone said that An Renyi is responsible for the gray business under Qi Shao. This kind of person must have special strengths."

Song Zicheng said thoughtfully: "I heard that Lao Er and Xiao Qi had a little friction at the training ground this afternoon?"

The personal attendant who reported this matter to Song Zicheng happened to be in the study at that time. Hearing this, he said: "Yes, that An Renyi was also present at the time. The Seventh Young Master gave him his quota of the heaven-level training room."

Several people in the study made sounds of surprise.

Song Zicheng also raised his eyebrows. Conflicts between brothers were nothing new. He only heard a general outline at the time and didn't ask for details at all. Only now did he know that there was such a thing.

He couldn't help but laugh and said: "It turns out that's the reason. Why did the second brother bully a guest when he had nothing to do? Even for the woman of the Yin family, there is no need to deny Xiao Qi face. It turns out that Xiao Qi values ​​​​that An Renyi so much.

Do you want to destroy him? The second brother has always been self-proclaimed and forthright, but in fact he is the most evil-minded."

At this moment, a personal guard hurriedly walked in and whispered in Song Zicheng's ear: "The Seventh Young Master is here and wants to see you."

"Zi Ning? What is he here for?" Song Zicheng was a little surprised.

The relationship between him and Song Zining is not bad, but they are not particularly close. Basically, they don't have much contact. They occasionally cooperate when handling family affairs, and the cooperation is considered pleasant. However, during this sensitive period, Song Zining has many more visits.

mean.

Song Zicheng ordered his guards to take him to the flower hall in the front yard. He stretched out his hand and tapped the table, pondered for a moment, and said, "What do you think?"

One of the staff hesitated and said: "The Seventh Young Master seems to have made a lot of enemies recently, and he has been very unhappy with the Second Young Master and the Third Young Master." If you accept a friend, you will inevitably become his enemy. This staff member obviously means one more thing.

It's better to have one less thing.

Another person sneered: "It sounds like if you don't want to see the Seventh Young Master, the Second Young Master will not want to get the first place in the college entrance examination." Song Zian's thoughts on the position of the first heir are known to everyone. They have always been

Song Zicheng's number one enemy.

The staff member argued before: "But the reason why the Second Young Master and the Seventh Young Master were at odds was the Yin family Qiqi, and the Seventh Young Master was not very responsible for that matter." At this point, everyone in the room exchanged ambiguous looks, and the staff member added

One sentence, "Besides, behind Yin Qiqi is Prince Bowang Hou."

After the Tianxuan Spring Hunt, Song Zining's heir ranking dropped two places in a row. The reason why he was punished so severely was not actually Song Zian's fault, but the Song family wanted to give an explanation to Yin Qiqi and Bowang Hou's eldest son Wei Qiyang.

The person who refuted him laughed even louder, "Yin Qiqi and the second young master are related by marriage, and Yin Qiqi and Prince Bowang are also related by marriage. Even if this had not happened, they would not have come to the eldest young master's side."

Song Zicheng, who had been listening quietly to everyone's speech, now stretched out his hand and pressed down to stop everyone's discussion, and said: "Okay, everyone will discuss the ranking list of the arena competition first. I will go see the seventh brother. Although Yin Qiqi and Wei Shizi

I have a personal relationship with my second brother, but it will not affect family relations. As long as I secure this position, there will be no serious problems."

The relationship between the Song clan and the two aristocratic families of Yin and Wei is the position between the two surname families, and will not be affected too much by an individual, even if that individual is the head of the family. Otherwise, everyone does not need to fight for heirs at all, only the relationship between the two parties.

Just go online.

Song Zicheng walked into the flower hall and retreated to the left and right.

Song Zining stood up and said: "Brother, my younger brother realizes that he respects all the brothers and is not disrespectful. But the second brother and the third brother behave like this. They don't even want to leave a place for me to stand!"

After hearing this, Song Zicheng was vaguely sure of Song Zining's intention, so he gently comforted him with a few words, and then listened to Song Zining's statement.

After a moment, Song Zicheng looked solemnly at his seventh brother, who was quite different in age from himself, and said, "You mean you will support me in my inheritance, and this big exam can also clear the way for me?"

"Exactly."

Song Zicheng picked up the tea cup, played with it in his hand, and said slowly: "Seventh brother is very confident!"

Song Zining smiled and said: "If I didn't have this ability, how could I dare to come to my eldest brother? Regardless of other things, in this military strategy, as long as I help, even if the second brother and the third brother join forces, it won't be a problem to defeat them."

Song Zicheng took a sip of tea slowly to buy time to think. The sip of tea took an extra long time, but he finally finished it. He put down the tea cup and asked casually: "I heard that Lao San's caravan was here some time ago.

Heavy losses?"

"There was a little conflict. Then the third brother's people were very angry, and they tried to devour my people with more and less, but in the end they were all wiped out. From the younger brother's point of view, the third brother's people

You still need to practice it well so that you won’t be embarrassed when you take it out.”

Neither Song Zicheng nor Song Zining mentioned Song Zian. Both of them knew very well that there was only hostility between Song Zicheng and Song Zian, and there was no possibility of an alliance. But Song Ziqi was different. Now the eldest son of the Song family actually faced a choice.

On one side is the third brother who has already stepped into the threshold of a warrior, and on the other side is the seventh brother who has just recently emerged.

Song Zicheng lowered his eyes, stared at the steaming teacup in his hand, and asked, "What does seventh brother want?"

Song Zining had already prepared and said: "The assault floating battleship of Yuancheng Heavy Machinery under the command of eldest brother is the best in its class. My Ningyuan Heavy Industry has just built several new bases recently. Unfortunately, there are no heavyweight products. I hope that eldest brother can

Transfer the technology to me. Besides, my eldest brother doesn’t have many mines in Yongye Continent, and mining and transporting them back to the mainland is quite troublesome. My brother, I can just use it locally, so why don’t you give me an advantage, and...

..."

Conditions came out of Song Zining's mouth one by one, each of which was valuable, including technology, minerals, and even two mature truck production plants.

Every time Song Zicheng heard a condition, his heart would drop. When Song Zining finished speaking, his heart seemed to have not sunk to the bottom, but it was not far away from hitting the bottom.

"Seventh brother, your asking price is a bit too high."

Song Zining smiled and said, "Even if you don't talk about the position of the leader, you are the stable first heir, which is worth more than these things. Besides, my brother, I am not someone who burns bridges. I am helping my eldest brother to win this big test.

, if there are disputes in family affairs in the future, I will stand on the side of my eldest brother."

Song Zicheng pondered for a long time, finally made up his mind, stretched out his hand, and shook Song Zining's hand tightly.

When Song Zining was sent out of the flower hall, Song Zicheng's face was already tired, and he smiled bitterly and said: "I have paid enough this time. You guy, you have almost wiped out more than half of my family fortune."

Song Zining smiled and said: "Brother, you are doing big things, why do you care about a little private property? I, the Song family, lack everything, except property."

At this time, Song Zicheng suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to an aide guarding the door: "This arena battle has been rescheduled. Our people must try to avoid the seventh brother's people."

The staff member was suddenly startled and couldn't help but ask: "But what about the eighth-level person?"

Song Zicheng waved his hand and said: "Avoid it."

"But, anyway..." The staff just said something, but the meaning was obvious. An eighth-level warrior came on stage to deliver food anyway, so why not give it to his own people?

Song Zicheng, however, has a temperament for big things, and he doesn't want to care about this small profit. He values ​​Song Zining's feelings more. He frowned and said: "That's it, there is no need to discuss it further."

Song Zining listened at the side and said with a smile: "Brother is wise."

After sending Song Zining away, the eldest son of the Song family didn't know why, but he always felt that his seventh brother's last laugh had no meaning, which made him a little uneasy.

At this time, in the "Yunshen Hall", Qianye asked someone to open the martial arts field in the backyard, and densely packed it with dozens of stainless steel puppets for practice.

This venue is completely enclosed and is not very large. With dozens of dolls crammed into it, it becomes very crowded. It is a bit difficult to swing a sword without touching anything.

Qianye pulled out Dongyue and looked at it carefully.

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