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Chapter 243: The Young Master is Difficult (Part 2)

The thick cotton curtains in the inner room hung deeply, and Suyun was beating her aunt's legs with a pair of hammers. Her ears were still listening to the sounds in the outside room.

Song Weiren had a round of tea before he considered his words and said:

"Master Su, I used to think he was very polite. But I heard that his junior brothers are all Jianghu people."

She smiled, opened her lips and teeth, bit the thread, inserted the needle on the side of the shed, and said slowly: "...he is a Jianghu person, but he is also a member of the Marquis."

"Alas, alas, my sister, that's not what you said -"

He stood up and looked inside and outside.

Outside the window of the double-story apartment, two little girls were cleaning fallen leaves and snow on the front porch. They would come in soon, and the servants were not around. And he also recognized the little girls, they were Xu'er and Xi'er given to them by their mother.

It's one's own.

He just walked back, bent down with his hands behind his back and whispered in her ear: "I have heard before that Su Baihu is the best swordsman in the world. He kills people like crazy and turns against him when he is unhappy. My uncle treated him the same way.

You are polite, just like a guest. You are not looked down upon by other princes."

"..." She held back her laughter. It turned out that she was still wary of Su Jintian. She tilted her head and looked at him, "Who did you hear what did you say?"

"I have indeed heard that four ministers of Prince Zhao's Palace were assassinated recently. I heard that Prince Gao, the third son of Prince Zhao's Palace who sneaked into the capital to inquire about the news, was almost killed by him."

She knew this and smiled without saying a word.

Don't look at Liu Ruhai now living in the Hou Mansion. Every day the wind is clear and the clouds are calm. In Luoyuan, there is also charcoal wine and famous tea. The young man is keeping him in front of him. In winter, he does not leave the house. He usually does not go to the Hou Mansion.

I drank wine and gossiped, admired the snow and plum blossoms, and was busy going into the inner house to nurse my old aunt and grandma into good health.

Behind the scenes, who would have known that the two families were fighting to the death.

Your Majesty Huiwen loves the Marquis for this.

After all, Your Majesty is not Emperor Taizu Xingwu. The rebellious ministers Taizu dealt with were all subordinates or disobedient sons. The founder of the country, the majesty of a king and father, has always been decisive in killing and killing. No one dared to say anything.

His Majesty Huiwen is different. He is dealing with uncles, elders and veterans.

Your Majesty, no matter how much blood is shed privately, he only needs to maintain the uncle-nephew relationship and the family relationship between the Li family and the Tian family on the surface.

Cao Xiwan knew that Mr. Hou insisted on the blue pearl, so he probably wanted to prevent Liu Ruhai from poisoning him.

She thought, it’s none of her business to see the Marquis insisting on pretending to be strategizing and winning thousands of miles away.

"My third uncle received a reward from His Majesty recently. He was very happy. He also raised Su Daojun's two other junior brothers to the general flag. The rewards were nothing. I was in the study at that time."

Song Weiren hesitated and told the truth, "But there is something I saw with my own eyes. Just the night before - Su Daojun and Yang Chongfeng had another competition."

"Huh!?"

Cao Xiwan was shocked.

He thought she didn't know, so he quickly said: "The third meeting they agreed on."

"I know, but there has been no news about the third show. I'm afraid it wasn't a date the night before, but they just bumped into each other and competed?" She thought for a while, turning over her embroidery shed in her hand, "Is it because of you?

Did you see it occasionally?"

"Yes! That's it!" Song Weiren was overjoyed to see her reveal her feelings at once. He quickly turned around and sat across from the kang table, complaining to her.

"Previously, Li Guogong set up a banquet to eat ship's dishes, and I was at the banquet. His nanny, Mr. Wang, was lame. He came over and begged with tears in his eyes. He said that there was a master of swordsmanship on the opposite boat, and he came to beg the Duke.

I posted a post to invite the best swordsman in the world. I was still making noises. You know that Li Guogong was taken out of the rebel army by his nanny. He lost half of his leg for him. Whenever he opened his mouth, Li Guogong would not respond. He

Lao Lei said he wanted to have a discussion with me, and he was willing to die. But he ignored him. He just came to beg the Duke to post a message, hoping that he would not be able to refute the Duke's face."

He sighed again and again, stood up uneasily, and walked around the room with his hands behind his back.

She couldn't help laughing as she listened, and she probably got a clue. Didn't he know that Su Jintian was the best swordsman in the world? Why didn't he stop him?

Song Chengyu rubbed his hands and said: "Li Guogong was drunk at the time and didn't understand. He was angry at first. He just said that there are no good-looking gangsters who dare to neglect his nanny. He pounded the table and asked the generals to catch him and beat him to death. At that time, he

Someone advised me that I was ignorant and was just making noise when I saw the excitement. They started killing each other on the Qinhuai River——"

He looked stunned and sat blankly on the edge of the kang, his eyes helpless and panicked.

She understood clearly that this young man originally wanted to see Su Jintian lively. Now that he was sober, he was afraid.

She suppressed her laughter and quickly brought hot tea for him to put in his hands to warm his heart. She also covered his knees with a felt.

If this was the case, she would have known about it a long time ago.

There are many young masters and brothers in Jinyiwei, but they are all doing their jobs in vain. They just get their salary and it is not a job.

When Song Weiren was fourteen years old, he entered the military attache's office in the capital for training. He entered the Military and Horse Division of the Five Cities, and then entered the Yulin Guards of the East Palace. He did not make any big mistakes. Now his sister is the imperial concubine. He usually treats the servants in each house.

It's considered lenient.

A figure like the Sixth Young Master of the Song Dynasty is already outstanding among the young masters in the capital. Not to mention bringing glory to his parents and ancestors, he is still a promising young man.

It just so happened that Song Sixth Brother had some ambitions and wanted to imitate his third uncle Song Chengming.

Su Jintian told her in private that the Sixth Young Master, Corporal Li Xian, had been to her door several times and wanted to recruit him.

"In my opinion, he wants to imitate the Marquis."

Song Chengming, the Marquis of Nankang, was born as a concubine. His father did not care about his mother's death, so he had to rely on the old Marquis to get a small hereditary job. Originally, he was just waiting to die, but he planned to go to Lou's house to work for Miss Lou Liu.

The son-in-law who came to the house would rely on his father-in-law as an official to make a living in the future. As a result, things changed, and he became the deputy governor of Jinyiwei all the way.

Song Chengming can do it, but Song Weiren can't?

After all, he is still the legitimate son of his second wife. He has both father and mother, and the siblings can support each other.

It's a pity that Su Jintian ignored Song Weiren's solicitation, but he mentioned this matter to Cao Xiwan during the days when he lived in the courtyard of the Hou Mansion. Su Jintian also laughed in private: "You are still bothering Mr. Hou, you know that there is no one better than Mr. Hou in the whole capital."

The powerful nobles can be counted on the palm of one hand."

There was only one Nankang Marquis, Song Chengming.

"You have offended the Sixth Young Master this time." She reminded, "Don't think he is easy to bully, he also has the temper of a young master."

Su Jintian laughed endlessly.

If Song Chengming in Su Daojun's eyes is a vulture flying across the desert and the Tianshan Mountains, Song Weiren is just a vulture who has just emerged from the cage.

Song Weiren did have the temper of a young master, and felt that Su Jintian was not giving him face by not paying attention to him. Naturally, he had to teach him a lesson.

Now, I regret it again for some unknown reason.

Cao Xiwan saw it funny. She knew that he was still too young. The sword in his waist was just a decoration for a young master who was about the same age as Xiao Qiao. He had managed to build hundreds of households in fine clothes by relying on his family. So he wanted to recruit Su Jintian, the best swordsman in the world?

Isn't this a joke?

He also saw that Yang Qinghe of Yang Guogong's palace lost to him. When the princess fell ill, the Yang family was about to collapse. He didn't even have to worry about the future troubles when fighting for official positions. He inevitably felt that he was different from others, and he felt proud for a while.

Outside, there were many flattering people surrounding him, coaxing him and telling him that he had misjudged his worth. Although he had a good nature, he couldn't help but become arrogant.

——When he seeks a title for himself first, Su Jintian might be able to take another look at him.


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