"My nephew Song Qing, my nephew Song Yun, and my daughter Song Lei pay their respects to their uncle and aunt."
Liu Zhi'an looked at the three children kneeling on the ground with great joy. He was a little surprised when he saw Song Yun with a bruised nose and swollen face. He wondered if the three little guys had provoked his eldest brother Song Yu at home, and the three little guys had gone to Jiangnan.
Refuge has come.
Then I thought about something different. Why did I only teach the second son Song Yun the lesson? Also, the eldest brother must have been too cruel. The person who was beaten didn't even look like a human being. Is he his own child?
Besides, Song Qing has already married and started a business, and his second child has already learned how to run away. It is impossible to seek refuge here. In this case, why is Song Yun acting like this? I really want to laugh, but it’s a bit inappropriate. Isn’t he a little complacent?
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The eldest brother Song Qing looked at Liu Zhi'an who was sitting there with a strange look on his face. He was sometimes serious and sometimes joking. He didn't know what he was thinking: "Uncle? Uncle?"
Liu Zhi'an came back to his senses and realized that he was distracted: "Oh, hurry up and sit down. It's a long journey. It's been really hard on you three."
"Thank you, uncle."
The three of them sat down. The eldest brother Song Qing looked at Liu Zhi'an respectfully: "Uncle, my father wanted to come to Jiangnan to visit my uncle in person. After all, you haven't had a romantic relationship with each other for nearly a year. However, you are busy with official duties and can't get away, so I specially ordered Xiao
The nephews, brother and sister came to visit my uncle."
Liu Zhi'an didn't know what he thought of, his eyes became dark, and after a long time he sighed: "Yes, it's been another year in the blink of an eye, and they are all old bones. From now on, we will see each other less often."
Song Qing smiled and shook his head: "I'm just joking. My uncle is always in good health. My nephew is sure that my uncle will live a long life."
Liu Zhi'an couldn't help but sigh after hearing Song Qing's words. This is someone else's child. He always speaks so pleasantly. Thinking of his own little bastard, Liu Zhi'an felt a pang. How could there be such a big gap between people?
Look at Song Qing, who spoke with humility and courtesy, and look at his eldest son Liu Mingzhi, with the tone of his speech, it's amazing that he hasn't been beaten to death in these years.
"Qing'er, did your father tell you why you came to Jiangnan?"
"Uncle, it's like this. My third brother Mingzhi got married a few days ago, and my father couldn't get away from it. My nephew was on duty in the palace. I wanted to order someone to send congratulatory gifts, but my father was worried that your relationship would make him look bad.
It’s not grand, I’m done with my busy work, so I specially ordered my nephew to prepare a congratulatory gift, and I asked my uncle not to mind.”
Liu Zhi'an clicked his tongue and said, "Your father is just a petty person. Is your uncle that kind of stingy person? If you can't come, you can't come. If you have a chance to see him in the future, he will be just like when he was young. He always likes to think wildly."
Hearing his second uncle criticizing his father, Song Qing cried and laughed, not daring to make any sense. Liu Zhi'an dared to say that Song Yu was narrow-minded. If it had been anyone else, Song Qing would have been unyielding, but from this point of view,
It can be seen that the brotherhood between Song Yu and Liu Zhi'an is really deep.
"Uncle, why don't you see your third brother? I haven't seen you for two or three years, and that little boy is already a husband."
"Studying in the backyard, it's not like autumn is approaching, and my second uncle has great expectations for him to see if he can be admitted to the Jinshi. Unfortunately, this kid has lost his ambition a little too much, and only restrained himself after getting married.
"
Song Qing thought for a while and then asked: "Uncle, my nephew has a question that I don't know whether to ask or not?"
"You guys are just like my uncle's biological sons. If there's anything you can't say, just say it."
"His Majesty ordered the third brother to go to the capital to study with the prince, but he was rejected. This matter has caused a stir in the capital. My father wants to know whether this is my uncle's intention or the third brother's own intention."
It's okay that Song Qing didn't mention it, but when Liu Zhi'an mentioned this matter, his teeth itched with hatred, and Liu Zhi'an's face began to become cloudy and uncertain: "This little boy Wang doesn't know if his brain was kicked by a donkey, how many people
He actually refused the gift that he couldn't ask for. After this, my uncle and your third brother's father-in-law hung him up and whipped him severely to relieve the anger in his heart. Now that I think about it, my uncle wants to skin him."
Song Qing lamented that Liu Zhi'an's temper was still as fiery as before. It seemed that the third brother was often spurred: "Uncle, don't worry, if my nephew says something unpleasant, it won't be a big problem even if the third brother loses his name.
My nephew is on duty in the palace, and I occasionally heard that Your Majesty intends to appoint the third brother to serve as an official in the Ministry of Household Affairs. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, it is definitely not groundless, and he is also here as the prince's companion, even though the third brother has not come to Beijing.
Reporting on the duties, but as long as His Majesty does not dismiss him from office, the third brother will be the prince's companion. To be disrespectful, a hundred years from now, the prince will ascend the throne and become the king. As long as the third brother maintains a good relationship with the prince, he will definitely be the leader of the court.
It is impossible for me to break the earth, but it may not be impossible to become a prince."
Liu Zhi'an couldn't hide the joy on his face: "Really?"
"Of course, although my nephew doesn't know why the third brother is so respected by His Majesty, since he has already been heard by Heaven, the third brother will definitely not be unknown in the future."
Liu Zhi'an sighed: "Your third brother has a perverse personality. My uncle is worried about him. His servants have already gone to invite him. You haven't seen each other for many years. My uncle will host a banquet later, so you can have a good drink."
"Thank you uncle."
"Qing'er, Yun'er, did you make your father angry? Why do you look like this? You have to act too rashly. You won't be able to look like a human being anymore."
Song Qing cried and laughed, and told what happened in the restaurant. He also told the story of the relationship between his second brother Song Yun and the young boy who almost kowtowed to become their best friend. Liu Zhi'an also looked at Song Yun jokingly. This was out of tune.
His temperament is comparable to that of Liu Mingli.
However, Song Lei was taken advantage of, and Liu Zhi'an was also angry in his heart. When his niece arrived in Jiangnan territory, Liu Zhi'an's territory was actually violated. Although it was a misunderstanding, it was also his negligence, plus he was beaten violently.
Song Yun paused, this is even more unforgivable, and Liu Zhi'an began to think about black and white beasts and teenage boys.
Liu Zhi'an was stunned. The boy riding the black and white beast couldn't be his second boy. As far as he knew, there was no other boy riding the black and white beast through the city in Jinling City except his second boy. As for Liu Mingzhi, this was not the case.
Is this nonsense? Tuanzi can't hold him back at all.
"Qing'er, could you tell me more about the appearance of that black and white beast?"
Song Qing recalled: "He has black eyes, black ears, and a body in black and white. He looks a bit naive and clumsy. By the way, he has half a bamboo shoot in his mouth."
The corners of Liu Zhi'an's mouth were twitching. Needless to say, there was no one else. It was Liu Mingli, a bastard. Looking at Song Yun's bruised nose and swollen face, Liu Zhi'an wanted to tell the truth but didn't know how to speak. Song Yun's appearance
It's really a bit awkward.
But if he didn't say anything, the boys would definitely meet. Liu Zhi'an sighed secretly. If he had known better, he shouldn't have prevented the children from meeting him because of the long distance and fear of being tired.
Song Qing had met Liu Mingli when he was six years old, but the child's body looked like a flying one, and he probably wouldn't be able to recognize him after not seeing him for a few years.
Mrs. Liu never interrupted, but after listening to Song Qing's words, she still tugged on Liu Zhi'an's sleeve: "Master, Qing'er is not talking about Li'er, right?"
"Who else could be there besides this little bastard? Look how hard you beat Song Yun. You taught him such a good son."
Mrs. Liu glanced at Song Yun and her expression twitched, and she suppressed a smile.
"Hmph, hum." A fat man in black and white walked into the lobby with half a bamboo shoot in his mouth.
The little girl Song Lei's eyes immediately turned into heart shapes, and she wanted to rush over and hug her.
Liu Mingli walked in with his head bandaged like a mummy, and the lobby fell into silence.