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Chapter 142: No coincidence
"My nephew Song Qing, my nephew Song Yun, and my daughter Song Lei meet 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 ran 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?
Moreover. Song Qing had already gotten married and started a business, and his second child had already learned how to run away. It was impossible for him to seek refuge. In that case, why did Song Yun look like this? I really want to laugh, but it’s a little inappropriate. Isn’t he a little complacent?
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 had been distracted: "Oh, get up and sit down quickly. 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. I specially ordered my uncle to go there." 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 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 at all. How could there be such a huge gap between people.
Look at Song Qing, who speaks courteously and courteously, 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 send someone to send congratulatory gifts, but my father was worried that your relationship would make him look bad. It’s not grand, I’ve finished 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 laughed and cried, 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 refused, but from this he also 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 it, his teeth itched with hatred, and Liu Zhi'an's face began to become cloudy and uncertain: "This little king... I don't know if my brain was kicked by a donkey." He actually refused the gift that no one could ask for. On this matter, my uncle and your third brother’s father-in-law hung him up and gave him a severe whipping to relieve the anger in his heart. Now that I think about it, my uncle wants to peel him off. Got him."
Song Qing lamented that Liu Zhi'an's temper was still as fiery as before. It seemed that the third brother had been spurred a lot: "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 His Majesty intends to appoint the third brother 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 there is also the identity of the prince’s companion here, even though the third brother has not come to Beijing. 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. He is an important minister. It is impossible to crack 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 invited 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, did Yun'er 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 anymore."
Song Qing cried and laughed, and recounted 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 each other and became friends for eight worshippers. 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. His niece came to the Jiangnan territory, and Liu Zhi'an's territory was actually violated. Although it was a misunderstanding, it was also his dereliction of duty, plus he was beaten violently. Song Yun paused, this was 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. Nonsense? Tuanzi couldn't hold him back at all.
"Qing'er, could you please tell me more about the appearance of that black and white beast?"
Song Qing recalled: "Dark eyes, black ears, body in black and white, looks a little naive, stupid, and by the way, he has half a bamboo shoot in his mouth."
The corner of Liu Zhi'an's mouth was 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 but this little bastard could have beaten 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 it.
Liu Mingli walked in with his head bandaged like a mummy, and the lobby fell into silence.
