The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

Xie Xinglan returned to the Earl's Mansion, Master Xie called him over, looked at him and asked, "Ms. Song still hasn't come back? What does he want to do? Does he know that he is married?"

Although Xie Xinglan was dissatisfied with Song Cun and didn't want to go back to the mansion, she also didn't want to see her father be dissatisfied with Song Cun, lest Song Cun be punished by his father after returning to the mansion, and no one would give her a housekeeper.

She said: "He is not feeling well, let's talk about it after he recovers."

Master Xie snorted: "In that case, let him live in the General's Mansion to support himself. In case General Zhenyuan says we abused her son. We cannot afford such a stigma."

Xie Xinglan: "Song's health is indeed not good, and after staying in the water for such a long time, he caught the cold, so he is indeed seriously ill."

Elder Xie said again: "Give him five days. If he doesn't come back, I will ask General Zhenyuan personally."

No matter how serious the illness is, it should take so long to heal.

Xie Xinglan frowned, but still nodded.

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Song Feiyan severely punished Hu Shi, but the anger in her heart was not extinguished in the slightest. After all these years, she was deceived by such a thing. How blind is she?

Thinking of Huanhuan saying that Song Cun was not feeling well, she went to Song Cun's yard, presumably it was fake that her son was not feeling well, and it was true that he was feeling uncomfortable. Hearing that Xie Xinglan had come to the mansion, he excused his illness to avoid him and didn't want to see him, which showed how disappointed he was with Xie Xinglan.

When she arrived in the courtyard, she saw her son eating meat, she burst out laughing, this boy pretended to be sick and pretended to be perfunctory, he didn't even bother to act, he was not afraid that Xie Xinglan would come in and see him vomit blood, she deliberately Said: "Didn't you say that you are not feeling well?"

When Song Cun saw her, his eyes were full of smiles, he gnawed a mouthful of meat, and said, "Can I be considered unwell if I'm hungry?"

Breakfast is porridge or something, even if he eats a lot, he will get hungry quickly, thinking that his mother is not in the training ground, so he just sits in the room and eats. Let's talk about filling our stomachs.

"Forget it, why don't you count it." The son can do whatever he says.

Song Feiyan sat next to her son, Song Cun swallowed the meat in his mouth, and asked, "Does mother want some?"

Song Feiyan shook her head, "Mother has eaten breakfast." Seeing him gobbling it up, she couldn't help but remind him: "Eat slowly to avoid choking, like a child."

Song Cun said, "I'm hungry!"

After speaking, he pushed the plate of beef aside, pulled another plate of beef, and continued to eat.

Seeing his bold action, Song Feiyan's eyelids twitched, until she saw her son finished another plate of beef, and then went to eat another plate, she finally couldn't help but said: "Eat so much meat?"

She wasn't worried about money, but she was worried that her son would overeat and accumulate food.

Song Cun nodded and continued to eat.

Song Feiyan was dumbfounded, and asked Huanhuan next to him: "Has the young master always eaten like this?"

She has been fighting outside these years, so she doesn't know about her son's diet, but why is his son still so weak when he can eat so much?

Huanhuan shook her head and said, "Eldest young master has also eaten more during the past few days. He didn't eat so much before."

He knew it would frighten the general. The first time he saw the young master was so edible, he was also very frightened, worried that the young master's stomach would be overstretched.

Song Feiyan felt that there was something wrong with her ears, otherwise, how could she have heard Huanhuan say that her son's appetite increased after practicing kung fu?

Practice? What kind of work do you practice?

Not to mention that she just recited the secret book to her son, and didn't teach him how to exercise.

Even if he taught him how to exercise a few days ago, it is impossible for him to develop inner strength so quickly. She practiced martial arts at the beginning, but she had to meditate for a whole month before she could develop a little inner strength.

Even so, the consumption is not as terrible as his son's. He ate four plates of beef in one meal, and he also ate other meals. Can his little stomach fill it?

She hesitated and asked: "Son, have you been practicing these days? No one taught you, how did you do it? Don't practice wrongly, something went wrong."

Song Cun nodded, "Just read it once." Then he continued to eat beef.

Just read it once?

Why are these words so unreliable?

Song Feiyan frowned tightly watching his heroic movement of eating, and seeing that he was full of energy, and he didn't seem to be in any discomfort. She was full of doubts. Seeing his posture as if he hadn't eaten a few meals, she couldn't bear to fight Stop him from eating.

After Song Cun ate the beef, he went to eat noodles, and then drank the soup. After finishing the soup, he picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth clean. With a bright smile on his face, he said, "My mother loves me, and gave me such a precious secret book. , I developed my inner strength on the first day, and broke through the first level yesterday.”

Song Feiyan looked at him blankly, what was his son talking about?

Developed inner strength on the first day, and broke through the first floor on the third day?

Did he mean practice?

Song Cun asked her with a smile: "Mother, with my practice speed, when will I catch up with the King Hu?"

Song Feiyan regained her senses, grabbed her son's hand and said, "Mother will show you."

Song Cun sat there and obediently let her inspect it. After a while, he felt a strange energy swimming in his body.

After a stick of incense, Song Feiyan withdrew her hand and looked at her son in a daze. She never dreamed that her son, Song Feiyan, was actually a genius in martial arts. She suddenly shouted: "Okay!"

Then she burst out laughing, from now on she will no longer have to be ridiculed and have no successors, her son Song Feiyan, one is worth ten daughters of others, he is too proud of her.

There are many people who practice martial arts in the world, but there are very few people who can develop inner strength.

Most of them practice external skills. My son is weak, and practicing external skills can easily hurt his body. Since he wants to practice skills, he can only start from internal skills. Unexpectedly, some people have pursued the internal skills all his life, and his son has practiced it in one day. Breaking through the first floor, what kind of evil talent is this?

Seeing her laughing, Song Cun called out, "Mother!"

Song Feiyan smiled back, coughed a few times, looked embarrassed, and said: "Mother is just too happy, I didn't expect my son's talent in martial arts to be so outstanding, better than before."

Having said that, she suddenly stopped.

Song Cun looked at her, and when he continued to speak, Song Feiyan met his innocent and innocent expectant eyes, she coughed again, and couldn't bear to prevaricate him, so she could only say: "Son, with your talent , sooner or later you will catch up with Lord Hu, since you want to practice martial arts, you should practice hard, your talent is much better than your mother's."

Song Cun saw that she was secretive, but he didn't ask any further questions, and said happily: "Mother, shall we go out to practice for a while?"

Song Feiyan shook her head, and said amusedly: "You have only developed your inner strength, but not your outer strength. Later, your mother will teach you the moves of our Song family's outer strength. After you have mastered the skills, your mother will practice against you."

After she finished speaking, she looked at her son, agitated, and couldn't help but want to run out to her colleagues to show off, so that they would look down on her for not having a daughter. Her son is so capable, and she admits that she doesn't even have a girl.

But thinking that her son is already married and has just started practicing kung fu, she endured the feeling of pang begging, and when her son succeeds in practicing kung fu and she shows off, she is not in a hurry, yes, she is not in a hurry.

Song Cun said: "I know that my mother is busy with work. My mother gave me the secrets of the Song family's external exercises. I can practice them myself. External exercises should be easier to practice than internal exercises, right?"

Song Feiyan: "..."

If Song Cun wasn't her son, she would have wanted to beat him up, look what he said?

What does it mean that external strength is easier to practice than internal strength?

It is not easy for her to practice. She can achieve today's achievements because of her persistent practice all year round, and she dare not delay for a day. Where did it come from easy?

Seeing that she was silent, Song Cun said innocently, "Mother, am I wrong?"

Song Feiyan took a deep breath, her son is a martial arts genius, this is her son, her own son, she is not jealous, she is proud of it.

She smiled: "You are right, very right. Later, mother will bring you the secrets of external skills. You can practice first. If you don't understand, come and ask me."

My son already has internal energy, which can protect the body, and he is not afraid of hurting himself when he practices external energy.

Song Cun went to the martial arts field after he got the secret book of external skills. The moves in the secret book were not difficult for him, and he also knew how to fight so as not to hurt his body. After half a day, he was already proficient in the whole set of moves.

On the second day, Song Feiyan came back from court, and when he was practicing kung fu in the martial arts training ground, he ran to the martial arts training ground, wanting to compete with Song Feiyan.

Song Feiyan shook her head amusedly, this child has always been steady, but after practicing martial arts, her temper became irritable, she said: "Even if you are talented in martial arts, you only started practicing external skills yesterday, so don't be impatient when learning martial arts, you should practice more Day, when you have practiced a complete set of external kung fu moves, mother will accompany you to do the moves again."

Song Cun said confidently, "No, I can."

A young man who has just learned martial arts and developed his inner strength in one day, with monstrous talent, should be confident and proud. If he behaves as he should, Song Feiyan should doubt him.

Song Feiyan looked at him and said seriously: "My mother has been fighting outside for many years, and her moves are murderous. I'm afraid I'll hurt you. Let's talk about it later."

No matter how talented her son is in martial arts, and he is new to martial arts, she couldn't bear to hurt him.

Song Cun pursed his lips: "Mom, I can do it. I have practiced the whole set of moves."

"Hello, practicing kung fu is not enough to fight the enemy by practicing a complete set of moves. On the battlefield, swords have no eyes. To the end of the practice, what you practice is not the moves, but the ability to deal with the enemy. It is easy to hide the open spear and difficult to defend against the hidden arrow. If the ability to deal with the enemy is too Poor, even if you are strong in martial arts, getting injured is a trivial matter, and you may even lose your life. Since you want to practice martial arts, your mother agrees, but you can't aim too high, you must study hard, so as not to harm others or yourself."

Song Feiyan said that if you don't accompany him to fight, you won't accompany him to fight. Martial arts can be practiced, but you can't rush it. Practicing external skills is not something that can be done overnight.

Seeing that she really didn't want to fight with him, Song Cun thought for a while and said, "Mother, you are strong in martial arts, and you are afraid of hurting me. What about the barracks, can't all soldiers in the barracks be as good at martial arts as you? I agree with you." They should be able to practice together, right?"

The son's stubbornness caused Song Feiyan a lot of headaches. She was really happy and gratified that her son could develop his inner strength so quickly, but her son's eagerness for success in martial arts also made her very worried. She looked at him , frowned and said: "You are a man, and the barracks are full of women, this is inappropriate."

Song Cun said indifferently: "Is it true that men are not allowed in the barracks?"

Song Feiyan: "That's not true. The soldiers in the military camp are not like mothers. They won't let you go, and they don't care whether you are a man. As long as you fight against them, they will immediately enter the state and hurt you when the time comes. Even mother can't make decisions for you."

In that case, it's better for her to practice duel with him.

Song Cun said: "If you are too timid to fight because you are afraid of getting hurt, then it is better not to practice martial arts. From the moment you start practicing martial arts, I am ready to fight at all times. Don't worry about me, mother. I know it well. The son is not afraid of suffering, nor is he afraid of bleeding."

The son is so persistent, and his mind is so clear. Song Feiyan is a general, and he naturally likes arrogant people. Even if ordinary soldiers tell her this, she will appreciate it very much, let alone her son. She just feels extremely proud in her heart. Now, as long as her son is good, he can still be her heir. Thinking of this, her eyes are bright.

Song Feiyan led Song Cun to the barracks, and then someone went to the main courtyard and told Hu Shi.

Sitting in front of the table, Hu sat with a stack of scriptures in front of him. No matter what the reason was, Song Cun didn't intercede for him, he could only save himself. He actually knew what the general was annoying him. Copying the scriptures, she can always see his good intentions. From yesterday to today, except for eating and sleeping, he copied the scriptures non-stop. He has already copied one of such thick scriptures, and when he finishes copying all the scriptures It's not far from his lifting of the confinement. No matter how he treats Song Cun, he has been married to the general for so many years, and he doesn't believe that the general has no affection for him.

He looked at the boy who was answering to him, and said with a sullen face: "I see, you go back, I'm grounded now, tell the third young master if you have anything to do, don't come in or out here at will."

Since the general grounded him, he really grounded him, and he would let the general see his changes.

After the boy retreated, Song Yu said: "Father, mother is too eccentric. Xie Xinglan came to pick Song Cun back to the house yesterday, but she stopped him from going back, and now she took him to the barracks. What do you want to do? No matter how much I like Song Cun, I don’t believe that I can still let him be the heir. I blame him for not being my daughter.”

There is no woman in the mansion, there must be an heir, the father worked hard, took advantage of the fact that the mother was not at war, and had another child, maybe a girl would be born, what was Song Cun doing at that time?

Hu's face turned gloomy, and he said: "I will write a letter to Mr. Xie later, and you send someone to send it to him. Mrs. Xie can't pick up her son-in-law. Mr. Xie will come here in person. Your mother should never come again." Stop it, besides, Song Cun, as a husband, actually went to a military camp full of women, this is unruly, I think Mr. Xie will not let him go."

Song Yu said triumphantly: "Mother is the same. She knows that the military camp is full of women, but she still wants to take Song Cun there. I don't know whether to love him or harm him."

Hu glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense! Your mother definitely loves her more than you."

Mrs. Hu is very clear about this point, and because she knows it, she dislikes Song Cun everywhere.

Song Yu said: "I know! I won't let my mother loathe me. I'm not married yet. If my mother despises me, I won't be able to find a good wife and family. I'm not that stupid."

Mrs. Hu nodded with satisfaction, this son is not in vain.