Scumbag Online Collapse Plot

    Although Song De is a rich family in a small place, but when he came to the capital, he felt that he was nothing.

    The house I bought with some of my savings is not as big as the original courtyard in my hometown. And Song De of the shop, it really hurts a lot.

    Before he came, the old man in the family ordered him to do some errands.

    The old man was the most dignified, and Song De did not dare not listen to his words.

    It doesn't matter if you are not smart, as long as you follow the old man's method, their family will only get better and better.

    In a few decades, they will soon settle down in the capital.

    This was unimaginable before.

    The old man is old, and he does not know how long he will live.

    Neither he nor his son are the smart ones. Now they can still rely on the old man, but I really don't know who else to rely on in the future.

    So during this period, he must do his best to stand in the capital. As long as he stands, they can develop better in the capital.

    Maybe on the day he grows old, he will still see the younger generation in the court.

    "Dad, why don't you clean up at home first, and I'll take a walk outside to get acquainted?" Song Hetong couldn't wait, he really didn't want to stay at home, the capital was too much for him Interesting.

    It's so interesting that he can't help but want to have some fun.

    Song De is just such a son.

    He's a bit playful, but he's his only son, and he doesn't want to restrict him too much.

    I was thinking about nodding when I suddenly saw a few people passing by in front of the door, they pointed at the households opposite, "Have you heard? Maybe there will be a test flower."

    "I know I know, this guy is from a small place. I heard that the family before Zhong Xiucai were farmers."

    "I'm so envious, my family walked to the capital by one person."

    "It would be great if my family could have such a promising heir."

    Song De listened and couldn't help looking across the street.

    Passers-by are envious, why is he not envious?

    If his son can have this ability, will he and the old man still spend so much money? Not at all! At that time, no matter what business you want to do or how much money you want to make, someone will take the initiative to give it to you.

    "Dad?" Song Hetong urged.

    He doesn't care about understanding or not understanding, he only knows that the colorful outside is waiting for him.

    Song De rolled his eyes at him, "Why can't you compare yourself with others? They are all people with the surname Song, you see how promising they are, and then look at yourself."

    Song Hetong didn't care.

    What about the Song family? There are so many Song family members in the world, and a lot of officials can't be envious of them one by one, right?

    He said with a flat face: "Dad, let me go out."

    Song De glared at him and said in a slow tone: "Go, remember not to make trouble, buy some gifts by the way and come back, let's pack up and visit the opposite door."

    "Okay!" Song Hetong was extremely happy.

    He naturally likes spending money, and his father has opened his mouth. Naturally, the money he will give him will not be small. First, find a gentle town to stay well, and then go to buy gifts.

    Song De saw his son and the servant leave happily.

    He sighed.

    At this time, the door of the house opposite was opened, and several people walked out.

    The dress is not bad, but it looks a little petty, and it looks like a person from the country.

    Song De looked down on him a little, but he had to sigh, what about the people who came from the countryside? Now, shouldn't he be more respectful? After all, his son will be an official in the future, and if his family has money, he is just a wealthy businessman.

    The level is different, even if the other person was a lower-level person before, he still has to look up now.

    "Huh." Song De frowned.

    The more you look at the person on the other side, the more familiar you feel.

    I really want to think about it, but I can't think of anything.

    It should be an illusion, although the surname is Song, but he is sure that the other party has nothing to do with them.

    And the world is so big, how can there be such a coincidence.

    Song De was not thinking about it, he just thought that he might be able to come up with some words when he came to visit tomorrow.

    The post was sent to the past, but the other party refused on the grounds of asking for a warm book.

    Song De was a little displeased after hearing this, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only put this matter aside for the time being.

    Song De didn't take the opponent to heart.

    Instead, concentrate on doing what the old man ordered.

    It's so busy, and he is the only one in the whole family who can do the job. The wife will only enjoy it. After coming to the capital, she will either visit this jewelry store or such a clothing store.

    The son is even more outrageous. He stays in the gentle village every day, and has not been home for several days.

    Song De was so tired that he could barely hold on, so he managed to do what the old man ordered.

    Just in time, the old man heard news that he would be in Beijing soon.

    Tired and tired, but fortunately, I completed what the old man ordered. When the old man comes back, he should praise him.

    It was very lively with gongs and drums outside.

    Song De walked to the door and saw the bustling door on the other side, he asked the servant next to him: "Is there any happy event over there?"

    Song De took a breath.

    He was so busy during this time that he forgot about it.

    After Gongshi, there is the palace examination. The one in the middle is young and promising.

    Looking at her with admiration.

    There are several carriages ahead.

    Song De hurried to greet him, and greeted the old man in the carriage headed by him.

    The old man of the Song family is not young now, even if he is well served all the way, he is still a little lackluster.

    Song De supported the old man with one hand and said, "Father, your courtyard has been cleaned up, why don't you rest for a while, tomorrow..."

    Before he finished speaking, a young servant hurried over, and he said anxiously: "Master is not good, the young master was detained by the Hongliyuan, they said they took a hundred taels. Only money can redeem people."

    Song De's mouth twitched, "Shut up!"

    This kind of thing is not common, but how can you say it in front of the old man? He is not fake with a son, but the old man has more than one son. How can such a scandal be said in front of the old man? !

    Song De couldn't help the conspiracy theory, he wondered if his brothers did something good?

    In order to make his son ashamed in front of the old man?

    Old Master Song glanced at him lightly, then said to the people around him, "What are you still doing? Bring him back with money."

    The boy beside him nodded quickly.

    Song De blushed, thinking about what to explain, when there was a sound of gunfire across the street.

    Master Song turned around and asked, "What happened?"

    Song De hurriedly said: "The family opposite has passed the Gongshi examination. After the palace examination, the worst is a Jinshi. The son is ready for the heavy gift, and he will send it to the door tomorrow."

    Master Song nodded.

    Just as she was about to say something, her eyes suddenly tightened, "That's..."

    The voice was a little low, Song De did not understand the meaning of the words for a while, he asked: "Father, what did you say?"

    Old Master Song had a stern look in his eyes and a little panic, "Can you find out the origin of this family?"

    Song De didn't react for a while, and responded subconsciously: "I heard that they came from a small place, what's the name of Rucun, it's a coincidence, they are also surnamed Song, in the future..."

    "Stupid!" Mr. Song interrupted him, his old face became more and more ugly.

    Song De didn't see it, but how could he not recognize it?

    That face was exactly the same as the relatives of the same clan he was plotting at that time, this Song family was probably the same Song family back then.

    The more Mr. Song thought about it, the more uneasy he became.

    If he is in his hometown, he will stop the family from turning over whether he spends money or effort.

    Not now.

    Now they are in the capital, they are insignificant people in this place, not to mention that the other party is about to have a palace test, how can he stop him if he wants to stop?

    It can make the other party go all the way to the sky, and I feel very uneasy in my heart.

    Once the other party recognizes them, they will not let them go.

    Master Song grabbed Song De's wrist with his backhand, and he hurriedly said, "We can't stay, we must leave the capital immediately."

    "What?!" Song De was surprised.

    In order to come to Beijing, their family has worked hard for many years.

    Finally, the whole family moved to the capital, and now all the houses and shops have been bought, why should I leave?

    It is not a good decision.

    The old man made a sudden decision when he saw the door across the street. What is the relationship between that family and them?

    Song De had an unbelievable thought in his heart.

    Song on the other side of the street, isn't that right? !

    Song De's eyes widened suddenly, no, it's such a coincidence?

    I thought it couldn't be such a coincidence, but in fact he has confirmed it, I'm afraid it is the truth.

    This time they migrated to the capital, they spent a lot of manpower and financial resources, and now they turn around and leave, the loss is not a little bit, but the old man didn't even think about it, he shouted to leave, what's the point? Not worried about people across the street recognizing them.

    What happened that year.

    He is quite clear.

    There is a Song family in the south.

    It's not very rich, but it's also a scholar.

    Life is not poor, but it is not so easy either.

    His old man was young and energetic at that time, thinking that he was from the Song family, why is there such a big difference between the two? In the end, they found a way to collude with local officials, causing the bloodline of the direct line to flee the south like a lost dog, and finally disappeared.

    Song De doesn't need to ask to know how the family hates them.

    If you don't have power or power, that's all.

    But this family is about to become Jinshi, and they can be pinched to death with just a finger.

    The more Song De thought about it, the more afraid he became.

    Especially when the street across the street became more and more lively, and many nobles came to congratulate him, he felt very cold, and even his legs were a little weak, and he was about to be unable to support.

    Mr. Song didn't care about being supported, so he pulled Song De's hand and dragged him into the house.

    He can recognize the person on the opposite side, and maybe the person on the opposite side will recognize him, now is not the time to show his face.

    When he entered the house, Mr. Song hurriedly instructed: "Take down the sign outside the Song Dynasty, and you are not allowed to disclose our origins, you have to hide it to the death!"

    "Yes, yes." Song De also reacted, and quickly ordered the surrounding people: "Why are you still standing stupidly? Take me to the demolition!"

    The person who was reprimanded had no idea what was going on, but still went to clean up as instructed.

      Come back, remember! Remember not to let him go to the opposite side!"

    Song De said it too late.

    Song Hetong played in the beauty's nest for a few days. The night before, she had a drink with the beauty, and she was still slightly drunk. As soon as she entered the alley where the house is located, she saw her own house across the street. Lively.

    Envy, but also a little unhappy.

    They are all surnamed Song. One door is so lively in front of the courtyard, and there is no person in front of the other door. Why is the difference so big?

    Other times.

    If you run into someone who makes you unhappy, it’s not a big deal to go up directly.

    This time, the smell of alcohol is unexpected.

    Go directly to the house across the street.

    The Song family didn't find any servants, so many people came, how could he hold it, who should enter and who should not enter, he didn't know, and in the end Song Hetong really broke through go in.

    Song Hetong moved forward.

     Walking to the main hall, and thinking about moving forward, a half-year-old boy stopped him and asked strangely, "Which family are you from?"

    The boy is a book boy who just bought it some time ago, and is remembering the visiting guests.

    "Me?" Song Hetong pointed back at himself and laughed twice: "I am the Song family."

    "Song Family?" The servant was a little stunned.

    The main family is also the Song family. Could it be that this is a relative of the main family?

    I didn't hear that the master's family had relatives in the capital. He was not sure for a while, thinking about whether he should make a clear report to the master, he asked: "Is your noble person a relative of my master? Where did it come from?"

    Song Hetong patted his chest with a drunken look on his face, "My lord, I am the Song family in Nancheng, do you know Nancheng? Even if I see the county magistrate in Nancheng, I don't need to bow and flatter. , I have to give me three points of thin noodles, what is your son? It's not ashamed to show off here without even having an official position."

    Song Dazhu is greeting guests.

    I was a little restrained at the beginning, for fear of not being able to cope.

    While we were having a good chat, I heard the movement next to me.

    At first, I wondered where they got their relatives, but when he heard about the Song family in Nancheng, his expression suddenly changed, and he didn't care about the surrounding guests, he immediately got up and walked in front of the young man, "What did you say? Who is it from?"

    Song Hetong was startled by the sudden voice.

    At this time, Jiu also woke up a little, looked at the eyes of the people around him, and suddenly felt a little flustered, raised his sleeves to cover his face, and left in a hurry.

    Song Dazhu wants to chase.

    But as soon as there are many people, and when you get older, your legs and feet are not good, and after a while, there is a long distance between the two.

    Song Dazhu was in a hurry and just wanted to run.

    Fortunately, Song Qiuxue put a hand on his shoulder and said, "Dad, don't worry, I'll have someone follow."

    Song Dazhu grabbed his hand with his backhand and said anxiously, "You must know where he lives, and then let someone check which family he belongs to."

    Song Qiuxue nodded.

    Seeing that the old man's spirit was not very good, he let him go back to the house to rest first.

    After entertaining the guests, I went to the old man's courtyard.

    Chen shi will not be in the room this time, and is packing up the gifts received today with the others. It is not only necessary to memorize it, but also to return gifts of the same value in the future.

    This is a waste of time.

    However, looking at these things now makes me somewhat happy.

    Chen was not there, the old man was alone in the room.

    When Song Qiuxue entered, the old man was sitting under the windowsill with a yellowish book in his hand, he walked over and asked, "Father, what are you holding in your hand? "

    Song Dazhu raised his head and waved, "Come and see."

    When Erlang walked over, he handed over the book in his hand.

    Song Qiuxue was a little curious, and when he took a look, his face showed surprise.

    This is a family tree.

    And it was still a few years old, he opened it and saw their house at last.

    Song Dazhu pointed out, "This is your grandfather, and further up is your great-grandfather. At that time, our home was not in Rucun, but in Nancheng."

    "Nancheng?" Song Qiuxue said softly.

    If I remember correctly, the drunk man who came to make trouble today is the Song family in Nancheng, right?

    So the old man had such a big reaction when he heard it?

    Song Dazhu stretched out his hand for another place, and said with hatred in his eyes: "He is your cousin, and it is because of him that our lineage is not far away. Village, when I was young, I don’t remember very clearly about the south of the city. Most of it was mentioned by your grandfather. For the sake of the family’s property, this man did not hesitate to collude with his opponent to deal with your grandfather. He also bought the local government office. In the end... Finally had to flee."

    Song Dazhu had tears in his eyes.

      Physically and mentally tired, no one was able to survive for a few years in the end.

    Before my father died.

    He held his hand all the time, and asked him to take back everything that belonged to them, so as to be worthy of the ancestors.

    For these years, it is also because of this belief that he gritted his teeth and took on the predicament of his family, so that Erlang has been studying for the exam.

    He didn't tell anyone.

    In fact, after Erlang lost three times in a row, he also thought about whether he would not be able to fulfill his father's wishes in this life.

    The good thing is.

    It all paid off.

    And this time was like a dream.

    The rewards are too big and too big, he just thought that if Erlang can win a scholar or a talent, he will return to the Song family in Nancheng, but now both the talent and the talent are the top names, and now they have won Gongsheng, although not the first name but not low, will be a Jinshi once he participates in the palace examination, and he will be able to directly enter the court and become an official.

    Song Dazhu does not have a deep memory of the Song family in Nancheng.

    But from his father's mouth, he knew that the ancestors of the Song family in Nancheng had no one who was an official in the dynasty. When they become officials, is it not a simple matter to take back what originally belonged to them?

    He has already made up his mind.

    Once Erlang's official position was settled, he immediately got up and went to Nancheng.

    But what he didn't expect was that he would meet people from the Song family in Nancheng here.

    Song Dazhu held Erlang's hand tightly, "Erlang, you must find that family, you have to fulfill your grandfather's only last wish."

    "Don't worry, Dad, I have arranged for someone to chase him, and there will be news soon." Song Qiuxue comforted him.

    Since it belongs to them, they must take it back under reasonable circumstances.

    In addition, the man who made a fuss in the hall before was too stinky. For no reason, he was drunk and made trouble. Even if there was no such thing as the Song family in Nancheng, he didn't want to endure it.

    And can't stand it either.

    He can't leave such an impression in the capital, it is better that everyone is willing to come together to bully him and his family.

    Song Qiuxue first persuaded the old man well, and after he fell asleep, he left and returned to his yard.

    Just entered.

    A four or five-year-old child rushed over, hugged Song Qiuxue's legs at once, raised his head and said crisply: "Dad, I learned five words today."

    Song Qiuxue picked him up and boasted: "It's awesome."

      Just wait another year or two.

    But the little guy is pestering himself to learn.

    He pestered him when he had time, and pestered his two cousins ​​when he had no time. After learning a few words a day, he would go everywhere for compliments.

    After Song Qiuxue complimented him, he followed up: "In order to reward Niuniu, will you ask my mother to make you a steamed flower cake tomorrow?"

     While running, she shouted crisply: "Mother, mother, I want to eat steamed flower cake."