Wen Renjie only considers the consequences when doing things. The process is not important to him, and he does not like to make the process too complicated.
He said sincerely: "Actually, I have something to ask you for help, but not now. I will take the initiative to tell you in a few days."
He had been thinking about it for the past two days and felt that Song Li might be right.
If the father is good, then his hidden stakes are removed one by one, and there are fewer and fewer people available. How could the father not know? How could he not send someone to look after him?
In the past, his father always told him to eat more and drink more water, but now, no one cares about him even if he is hungry for seven days.
There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
If something happened to his father and he couldn't leave Daqi, he would have no choice but to ask the Song family.
Song Yannian once led troops to the Xirong Palace. As long as he was willing, he had the ability to save his father.
As for the exchange terms that the Song family wanted, he just agreed. It would only cost one life at most, and he should fulfill his filial piety.
He was waiting for definite news.
He was also waiting for Song Li to have a good impression of him, and when the time came, he hoped that she would try her best to save his life out of the relationship between master and disciple.
After all, he still wanted to save his life to meet his "poor" brother for a while.
Thinking of this, he raised his head and smiled at Song Li. His purple pupils were as clear as glass under the setting sun, like an elf in the mountains.
【……evildoer! 】
Song Li quickly lowered his head to drink tea, his heart speeding up for a moment.
[What kind of monster is this? 】
[No wonder the eldest prince thinks about him all day long. 】
[Beautiful girls have bad luck, I’m talking about people like Wen Renjie. 】
"Disciple, you can cry with a big grin on your face when begging from now on, but you must not smile, do you understand?"
Wen Renjie tilted his head slightly, "Why?"
Song Li thought of Ah Huang's head-tilting attack and scratched her hand.
"Because you look ugly when you smile, like a wild donkey."
"Also, don't tilt your head. It's like a zombie. It's weird."
Wen Renjie lowered his head and smiled. Although he didn't know what kind of African wild donkey it was, it didn't sound like a good metaphor.
If he couldn't hear her voice, he would really feel inferior.
"I haven't smiled for a long time, and I won't smile at them. From now on, I will only smile in front of Master."
Song Li turned his head away from his cute look, "I don't want to see you giggle."
"Let's go buy some more things and then I'll take you back to the palace."
"yes!"
Song Li also bought millet, rice, various dried meats, various pastries, and two bags of pine nut candies for Wen Renjie.
The second brother bought Song Mei pine nut candies all day long, which greatly moved Song Mei.
She also bought it for Wen Renjie to try.
Song Li sent Wen Renjie to the gate of the palace and patiently warned him: "Go back and eat well. Cooking rice is not just about boiling water, but to see whether the rice grains are soft."
"yes."
"There are so many big trees in the palace, isn't there enough wood to burn?"
Wen Renjie blinked.
As expected of a master.
Why hadn't he thought of it earlier?
"It's burning enough."
Song Li nodded, "Go back."
The two separated at the palace gate.
As Song Li watched Wen Renjie enter the palace, he suddenly felt like he was in college when boys were sending girls back to their dormitories.
She shook her head and hurried home.
Everyone must be worried about it.
As soon as he returned home, he was dragged to Song Yannian's study by Song Yihuan.
He touched her whole body and said, "She's fine. She's not hurt."
"Little sister, you scared me!"
"You will never act alone again in the future, do you understand?"
"I know, sister." Song Li lowered his head, looking like a primary school student who had done something wrong.
Although she is a master outside and walks with her hands behind her back, when she comes home, she is just a little baby.
The others were visibly relieved to see that she was fine.
Song Yannian asked: "I heard that you and Wen Renjie were begging in the palace today, and you guys came out of the palace together?"
Song Li raised his head and said in a proud tone, "Wen Renjie has been impressed by my charm and took the initiative to worship me as his teacher and learn to beg for food. He also said that he would ask me for help and tell me what it is in a few days. Then we will Then we can start the plan to eradicate King Duan."
Everyone: "..."
"This Wen Renjie is a broken man. Even if he doesn't debase himself, others will do the same to him. The key is that he takes the initiative to debase himself without being beaten and can still make money." Song Hailan analyzed.
"How much money did you ask for today?" he asked casually.
Song Li: "Twenty-five thousand three hundred taels."
Song Hailan: "!!!"
"Good sister, take me with you!"
Song Li: "Don't you already have a part-time job? I heard that Bai Yudie has hired you for a month."
Song Hailan said coquettishly: "I will cook a meal at night. I have nothing to do during the day!"
Song Li was helpless, "You can go, but don't fight with Wen Renjie when you go."
Song Hailan thought for a moment, "If he doesn't glare at me, I won't hit him."
Song Haiming took Song Hailan in his arms and said, "Don't be too troublesome. Wen Renjie is a smart man who can judge the situation and endure what ordinary people cannot tolerate. If he can sincerely cooperate with us, he will definitely be an effective partner. If it's just for a little money, If you mess up your plan, I’ll see if I don’t kill you!”
Song Yannian agreed, "Hai Ming is right, Hai Lan, please don't disturb Song Li recently. Please worry more about military matters."
Even though his father had spoken, Song Hailan could only nod.
It just feels like a loss of 100 million.
Seeing his disappointed look, Song Li quietly took out a book from his sleeve, "Second brother, I have a gift for you. Look, a military book! I got this from the bookstall. The stall owner said It's something from the tomb...Tsk, tsk, who knows, just take a look."
When Song Hailan heard the military book, his eyes immediately lit up and he quickly took it.
Also see the four big characters in the title of the book: "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu.
His heart skipped a beat.
Isn't this the book of war that my sister mentioned in her heart before?
He immediately opened it and looked at it.
"Sun Tzu said: Soldiers are important matters of the country, the place of life and death, and the way of survival. We must pay attention to them..."
The rest of the Song family couldn't help but move forward, even Yang Yuyao was no exception.
Song Yannian was afraid that Yang Yuyao would be crowded, so he helped her sit on the seat, "Madam, don't be anxious, I will make a copy for you tonight."
Yang Yuyao reluctantly looked away and spoke to Song Li, "Don't you know that after you left, King Duan promised to compensate the girls one thousand taels of silver each and Sister Hui five hundred taels of gold, but the housekeeper But the money was still not available, so we shamelessly waited at his house and heard the servants whispering that the palace had been stolen again."
"He also said that twice in a month, every time, everything was looted, and he wanted to scrape off a layer of land."
"Do you think King Duan is shameless?"
"What a poor excuse he can think of!"
"If you don't want to apologize, don't say it. If you say it but don't do it, let a few servants act in front of us... It's really disgusting!"
"Your Majesty, if you do such a despicable thing, it would be better to lie down in a coffin and be clean."
Song Li listened, teasing the little flowers in her sleeves with her fingers. When Yang Yuyao finished speaking, she echoed: "King Duan acted like this, probably because he wanted to put the money into the coffin."
"If this is the case, he will be blessed when he dies."
[So, let’s talk about whether there is a possibility that Prince Duan’s Mansion was really stolen. 】
