Reborn Farmhouse: She counterattacks with a drag oil bottle

Chapter 354 His Majesty's dragon has beriberi
After walking a little further, Wang Shun looked back at the cage-like Mercy Hall, and the pent-up resentment in his heart was finally relieved.

He never resented his uncle Song Bingzhong, because he was worse than him, so he couldn't help losing his wife, and even his own son was killed just after he came into the world, before he had a chance to see what the world was like.

Therefore, Wang Shun only felt that he was just as unlucky as his master, and that he was in such a hateful and vicious family.

Back in the front yard, Song Bingzhong's expression was not very good.

He silently glanced at Wang Shun, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, he just said, "The Ministry of Rites and the royal family will cooperate to supervise the construction of Prince An's Mansion, you send a few capable people to watch over it." .

Oh, by the way, the servant surnamed Kou, you tell someone to keep an eye on him, and if you notice any movement, tell me right away. "

Song Bingzhong thought of the ex-husband of Su Jinxiu, the head of Qingxiu County, who was the son-in-law of Kou Jiancheng, the servant of the Ministry of Rites.

Wang Shun answered with a solemn expression.

As soon as he left, a hidden guard appeared in front of Song Bingzhong, and told about Wang Shun's meeting with the old lady and his wife.

Hearing this, Song Bingzhong sighed and shook his head.

Sigh... He knew that Wang Shun was loyal to Shunyi House, but hated the old lady and his wife Wei Jiyue.

Thinking that he couldn't avenge Princess Huiyang and the child who had suffered tragically at birth because the old lady was his own mother, he was also depressed. The anger in his heart was burning on the top of his head, but there was nothing he could do, which really made him extremely painful.

However, Wang Shun wanted to avenge his sister, so, as the master uncle of this mansion, what should he do?
In the end, it can only be said that the injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner. Whoever committed the crime should bear it.

Open one eye and close one eye, he just pretends to be deaf and dumb.

Shunyi uncle's mansion was so lively, Song Yuanqing, who was far away in the imperial study, had been fighting fiercely with His Majesty the emperor for two days and two nights, and his heart was furious.

"Your Majesty, what is your purpose for trapping your minister... in the imperial study?" Song Yuanqing and His Majesty the Emperor slept together on their feet last night, so sleeping would be called a crime.

Because His Majesty the Emperor...he has athlete's foot, and it's still very heavy.

The smoke made him want to vomit several times, but he didn't dare to vomit, so he could only block the quilt between him and His Majesty the emperor to alleviate the unpleasant smell.

If anyone told Song Yuanqing that it was an honor and happiness to be able to sleep with His Majesty the Emperor, he would definitely risk being beheaded and spit all over his face.

Bah, you shameless person, smelling the smell of stinky feet is glory and happiness, so I'll leave it to you.

Don't you know that stinky feet are comparable to toilets?Glory, happiness?Pooh!
The emperor saw that his face was a bit unswerving, his expression was sleepy, and his eye circles were dark, and he thought it was Song Yuanqing who was uncomfortable with him, so he felt a little bit uncomfortable, his face darkened, and said, "I... I'm in a bad mood, let you Come and stay with me, don't you want to?"

Song Yuan said with a clear heart, whoever wants to smell your stinky feet is a bastard.

But he dared to think about this, but he didn't dare to say it, so he could only chuckle, pretending to be a dandy, and said with a playful smile, "Your Majesty has wronged me. I... feel honored to be so favored. Is there anything you don't want?"

"Humph, I forgive you for not daring." His Majesty the Emperor became a little childish, and snorted Song Yuanqing, "I... called you here to tell you that Yong'an County is the fiefdom of your Prince An, and I will give you another Give the land to Yongxiang County."

"Ah? And...Yongxiang County? Not...Your Majesty, you..." Song Yuanqing was again dazzled by this unexpected surprise, and even Xie En was forgotten.

"Huh? Don't thank you yet?" His Majesty the Emperor was annoyed.

Only then did Song Yuanqing come to his senses, and quickly thanked the emperor for his kindness.

Standing up, he asked uncertainly, "Your Majesty, you are... wanting to pull a donkey to pull the mill. Here...hehe, cultivate more grain seeds?"

I have to say, this kid is smart.

The emperor was overjoyed, the more he watched Song Yuanqing, the more interesting he was, the more he watched, the more he felt that the child followed his mother as well as his father.

"Your Majesty, minister... There are still important matters to be announced here." Song Yuanqing thought of what he was going to do, and bowed his hands.

Qin Lang glanced at this son who was carved out of his mother's mold, his heart was already softened like a puddle of water, his tone was much gentler, and he nodded, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Song Yuanqing said in a low voice what he wanted to do, "I... I am going to use knives on my fief in Yong'an County, search for hidden households, and do my best for you to give the people a sunny life."

Although Song Yuanqing said it calmly, he was still very nervous.

He didn't know what His Majesty the Emperor's plans were for finding out the hermits of the Great Ming Dynasty, and whether he would violate a taboo by being so strong, so he was a little uneasy.

But His Majesty the Emperor said that he never expected that his son, whom he had not yet recognized, was planning and working for him.

He wants to risk the whole world to move his knife towards the elite of the gentry, and help him tear those people apart. This risk...is difficult to predict.

To be honest, he was reluctant to let this son take risks, and be regarded as a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, and a target by the nobles, but... I have to say that only Yuan Qing is the most suitable for this matter.

"You...have you figured it out?" After all, he is a big man who is doing big things. He has a wide vision and a high-level structure. He only feels sorry for Song Yuanqing for a moment, so he asked ruthlessly.

Song Yuanqing looked calm, "Yes, my minister... think it over."

"Do you know...the road ahead is full of thorns and ravines?" The emperor felt pain in his heart, but he still pointed to Song Yuanqing.

Song Yuanqing nodded solemnly this time, "I... know."

"You...you don't have to do this, I...wouldn't blame you." After His Majesty said this, his heart ached like a knife.

Song Yuanqing shook his head resolutely, "I... I didn't do this for anyone, but for the safety of the people in the world, for... my father, who is a son, how can he see his father being tied up by others?" Hands and feet, but turn a blind eye?"

"You...you, Yuanqing..." Qin Lang never expected that Song Yuanqing would say that, he stood up immediately, stepped in front of his son, and hugged him in his arms.

"Oh, are you going to suffocate me?" Song Yuanqing couldn't adapt to being hugged by His Majesty suddenly, and hurriedly teased him, breaking away from His Majesty's...slightly thin chest, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this, I... just do my duty, don't be moved."

"Stinky boy...you bastard," His Majesty the Emperor laughed and cursed, with tears in his old eyes, and said, "You know all about it?"

Know you are my son?

Song Yuanqing nodded with certainty, "Yes, I already knew it when I was five years old and arrived in Xiaya Village."

His words were very calm, as if he was talking about the neighbor's little brother, without any disturbance, "When I was five years old and arrived in Xiaya Village, I knew who my mother and father were.

And I also know that because the situation is intolerable, I... can't return to my ancestral surname, and I can't go back to my parents, so, I... endured it. "

"Yuan Qing..." His Majesty the Emperor called out with a trembling voice, "Son, do you...resent father? Father is incompetent, he failed to protect your mother, and he didn't protect you well. Are you...are you upset Daddy's anger?"

(End of this chapter)