The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

Jin Wuxi went down, there was still no movement in the first month, Song Feiyan's face was deep, he was so blind back then, he chose such a vicious man, and hurt Cun'er again and again, it was her negligence, thinking that he was still staying in the mansion , she felt uncomfortable, she looked at Steward Song, and said coldly: "Go and see what's going on with the Hu family. If he doesn't want to move, you can get some people to help him. He has to move out of the Song residence today."

She didn't kill them all. The Hu family had a dowry and had their own yard outside. Even without a dowry, they managed the Song family for so many years and made a lot of money. Even if you move out, there will be no place to go. What's more, there is the Hu family.

When Steward Song led a group of young men to the main courtyard, Mrs. Hu was crying silently holding the letter of divorce, not in the mood to pack his things at all. When he saw Steward Song coming, he kept silent and continued to cry.

Steward Song glanced at him and said, "The general asked me to come over and ask if the elder has packed up? If not, we can help."

Hu suddenly looked up at him, and said with a sneer, "The general can't wait for a moment?"

Butler Song lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Mrs. Hu stood up and looked at him sarcastically: "I don't need your help to clean it up, I can do it myself."

Steward Song didn't speak, and stood beside him with a group of servants.

Anger rose on Hu's face, but there was nothing he could do. He was no longer the master of the general's mansion, and even a housekeeper could ignore him, and a deep sense of sadness rose in his heart.

There is nothing to be reconciled to, the general is ruthless.

He got up and ordered his servant to pack up his things. Over the years, he had accumulated a lot of private houses, and he had to rely on himself for everything when he left the general's mansion. He didn't intend to stay at all, and took everything away.

As for his son, he believed that the general would not starve him.

Song Yu looked at his actions and was a little dissatisfied. His father took away his private dowry and left him nothing, but he couldn't say anything. After all, his father left the general's mansion and had nothing but those belongings. up.

Since his mother had already punished him, Song Cun didn't care about Hu's affairs.

The matter of Song Feiyan's divorce was not secret. The next day, many people in the capital knew about it. Although they were puzzled, they also knew that General Song would not divorce her husband for no reason. It must be something Hu did. .

Lu Jingsheng has been paying attention to the affairs of the General's Mansion these days. He knows more about Song Feiyan's anger and divorce than others. His eyes are full of anger. Can being divorced make up for the crimes he committed? Do you think that with a generous dowry, even if you leave the general's mansion, you can live a good life?

He'll let him know what daydreaming is.

He told the housekeeper of the palace: "Song Feiyan is still too kind to send someone to publicize what he did."

It's not that Song Feiyan is kind. The Hu family gave birth to Song Yu after all. For Song Yu's marriage, she chose to hide this matter. If people knew that Song Yu's biological father was such a vicious man, would she find any good family?

Lu Jingsheng doesn't care so much, what does it have to do with Song Yu's ability to find a good wife? In the past, he couldn't manage Song Cun's affairs, so that's all. Now Song Cun is the son of the royal family, and also his godson, calling him father, he has the right to control him.

Butler: "Yes!"

Lu Jingsheng: "Wait, since Song's residence in the General's Mansion is not going well, shall we bring him to the Palace?"

The butler didn't speak, he knew that the prince didn't need him to speak.

Lu Jingsheng stood up: "Prepare the carriage, let's go pick up the prince."

Lu Jingsheng stood in front of the gate of the General's Mansion, looking at the big characters on the door plate, feeling a little dazed.

"Since you're here, what are you doing standing here?"

Lu Jingsheng looked down, Song Feiyan stood inside the door and looked at him expressionlessly.

Lu Jingsheng was also expressionless: "I'm here to pick up Song Cun, the general's mansion is too messy."

Song Feiyan sarcastically said, "Even if the general's mansion is in chaos, it's Cun'er's home."

This is not bad, Lu Jingsheng did not refute it, and it is irrefutable, he said: "You have to go to the border in a few days, I will take Song Cun to the palace first, after all, he has never lived in the palace, let him be familiar with the palace .”

Song Feiyan pondered for a moment: "That's fine."

Song Cun didn't expect the Prince Hu to come back to pick him up. He wanted to stay with his mother and move to the palace after her mother left.

Song Feiyan said to him: "Move to the palace for a few days first, and come back when mother leaves."

Song Cun asked Huanhuan to pack up, Lu Jingsheng said: "You don't need to pack anything, the palace has everything prepared for you."

Song Cun paused, but still asked Huanhuan to pack up some frequently used items before going to the palace.

The palace is very big, with elegant scenery in the courtyard, small bridges and flowing water, more than twice the size of the general's mansion, but not many people, it looks a bit deserted.

Steward Lu walked behind Song Cun, and said to him: "Because the son is going to move in, the prince ordered someone to select a group of young men to come in, and the mansion was much quieter in the past."

Song Cun was not surprised, after all, there is only one master in such a huge palace, so it can't be lively.

Butler Lu continued: "The Shi'an Courtyard where the prince lives is the largest courtyard in the mansion except for the prince's courtyard. The prince has already ordered someone to tidy it up properly. The clothes and accessories that the prince likes to use are also selected by the prince himself. They are all high-quality. material."

Song Cun said with a smile: "Please trouble father."

Except that he has to have meals with the prince every day, Song’s life in the palace is no different from that in the general’s mansion. Every day he does not practice martial arts. He shirks his attempts to compete with the prince several times. Since he does not want to, Song Survival was not too difficult for others, and I didn't mention this matter again later.

During the period, several princes of the emperor sent him posts asking him to go out to a flower banquet or something, but he made excuses to decline them. Except for martial arts which make him obsessed, everything else in this world makes him uncomfortable. He would rather practice martial arts at home.

After a few times, Lu Jingsheng knew that he didn't want to go out to socialize, so he personally pushed him away, and even told the queen about it. The guardian of the king's mansion is Daqian, and he doesn't form cliques. Whoever becomes the queen will support him. Gradually No one will post to him anymore.

People outside also know that the son and the prince have similar personalities, they don't like to socialize, and there are some who say harsh words, but they only dare to mutter a few words in private, and dare not say more outside. After all, since the martial arts competition, many men in Kyoto have highly respected Song Cun. Although he is not as good as protecting the king, he does not allow others to slander him.

There were still two days before Song Feiyan went to the border. After Song Cun talked to the prince's father, he returned to the General's Mansion two days in advance.

When Song Cun came back, Song Feiyan was of course happy, and asked the dining room to prepare a sumptuous meal. The mother and son had a good drink. When they returned to the room, Song Cun's body was shaking. If Huanhuan hadn't supported him, he might have fallen wrestle.

Huanhuan muttered, "I'll have a headache tomorrow."

Song Cun lay on the couch and supported his forehead, he was so drunk for the first time, the general's mother's wine was too strong.

Huanhuan didn't let him get up to wash up, fetched water to wipe his face and hands, and let him fall asleep like this.

When he woke up the next day, Song Cun's head was really groggy, and he hadn't practiced any exercises. After breakfast, he slept in his room all morning.

After waking up, I went to my mother's yard, and met Song Yu on the way. Since Hu's family was suspended, Song Feiyan released his restraint. He didn't dare to do other things, and spent the whole day reading and practicing calligraphy in the room, trying to let The mother changed her view of him, seeing Song Cun now, there was hatred in his eyes, and seeing Song Cun found him, the hatred disappeared very quickly, with a smile on his face: "Why did the elder brother come back?"

In fact, he knew Song Cun was back last night, and he just said that deliberately to disgust him.

Song Cun said lightly: "What? I can't come back?"

The smile on Song Yu's face remained unchanged: "That's not true, it's just that the eldest brother lives in the palace, and I didn't expect you to come back."

Song Cun glanced at him: "Wang's Mansion is my home, and General's Mansion is also my home. There are two homes. You can live wherever you want."

"It's all your home, of course you can live wherever you want."

Song Yu smiled stiffly and barely finished speaking. The jealousy in my heart is about to emerge, Song Cun has already won the favor of his mother, but now he is still the son of the royal family, how can he be successful in everything? Where is he inferior to him? Why is it that all the good things belong to him, but he can't get anything? God is not fair.

Song Cun hummed, "I want to accompany my mother to have dinner, you can do whatever you want."

Hearing this, Song Yu hurriedly said: "I also want to accompany my mother to have dinner, let's go together."

Song Cun followed him.

The two went to Song Feiyan's yard together. Seeing the two coming together, Song Feiyan looked at Song Yu slightly softer and said, "Not bad."

Song Yu was overjoyed, as if he had found a way to please his mother. Although this method made him aggrieved and depressed, so what if he suffered some grievances in order to please his mother?

At the dining table, he kept giving Song Feiyan and Song Cun cloth vegetables, Song Feiyan frowned slightly, and wanted to scold him, it was his filial piety, so he didn't say anything.

Song Cun didn't care about him so much, he just said: "We are brothers, you don't have to do this. Outsiders see it, they should think that my brother is bullying you."

Song Yu choked, wishing to throw the chopsticks in his hand at his face, he held back, and said with a smile: "I apologize for my father, he did something wrong"

Song Cun interrupted him: "He did something wrong, and his mother has divorced him."

Song Yu still had something to say, Song Feiyan shouted: "Okay, let's eat."

After finishing speaking, she gave Song Yu a warning look, hoping that what he did was not superficial.

Facing his mother's deep eyes, Song Yu didn't dare to make any other moves.

Song Cun knew Song Yu's purpose, but he had hatred and jealousy towards him in his heart. Even if he wanted to please him, he did not act like a fool, which aroused people's guard. Who is the mother, how can she not understand his little thoughts.

The day before Song Feiyan left, she suddenly said that she would take Song Yu to the border.

Song Yu turned pale, looked at Song Feiyan and asked, "Mother, what am I going to do at the border?"

The border is windy and sandy, and the environment is difficult. How can he bear it? His mother doesn't think about him at all.

Song Feiyan said expressionlessly: "If you don't go to the border, is it possible to leave you alone in the general's mansion?"

Song Yu's body froze, he still thought about going to see his father after his mother left.

Song Feiyan said directly: "That's the deal. No need to say more."

Even if Song Yu didn't want to, he could only obey what his mother had decided.

After Song Feiyan left, Song Cun returned to the King Hu's Mansion. He and Lu Jingsheng got along fairly well, and neither of them cared about their own private affairs. Except for meals, they usually stayed in their yard, which made Song Cun more comfortable .

The boy in the mansion thought that the mansion would be more lively if there were more masters, but after a while, he suddenly found that it was more lively. The prince was afraid of disturbing the prince's practice, and asked them not to disturb the prince, but it was much quieter than before. .

On this day, Lu Jingsheng suddenly came to Song Cun's Shi'an Courtyard, Song Cun said with a smile, "Father."

Lu Jingsheng looked at him: "There are still two months until the Queen's 50th birthday. Dahuang, Dayu and some other small parliaments sent missions to congratulate you. You are the son of the King's Palace. Back then, I paid a lot of attention to the young warriors from these countries. If you offend them, they will definitely challenge you. Dayu is extremely advocating martial arts, and both men and women must practice martial arts, and the men in their country have much more inner strength than Daqian, and their military strength is also much higher."

Although Cun'er defeated many young men in Daqian, the martial arts of Daqian men are generally not high. He doesn't know how strong Cun'er is. Thinking that he will face challenges from several countries at a young age, he can't help but worry.

Song Cun said: "I will do my best."

He has now broken through to a higher level, and according to the algorithm of the cultivation world, he should be in the foundation building stage now. Although he has never competed with the prince's father, he also knows that he is still in the Qi refining stage. Since the prince's father in the Qi refining stage can defeat warriors from other countries, there is no reason why he cannot defeat the foundation building stage.

But more than ten years have passed, and no one knows how many martial artists with superb martial arts skills have been cultivated in these countries, so he can't predict the outcome, he can only guarantee to go all out.

Lu Jingsheng patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too nervous."

Song Cun nodded.