Chapter 46

Chapter 3

Song Zhentian was still furious, and Song Zheming didn't dare to say anything more, so he quietly left the meeting hall.

Song Zhehao walked forward, stroked Song Zhentian's back, and said softly, "Father, don't be angry. It's not worth it to be angry and hurt your body! I know your painstaking efforts and my feelings for your mother, so I won't let you down. I will accept the inheritance on time and inherit the family business of the villa in the future."

After hearing this, Song Zhentian looked at Song Zhehao with tears in his eyes. He nodded and said with great relief, "My son has really grown up. I'm really pleased that you think this way. In the future, the villa will be handed over to you. You must manage it well, okay?"

Song Zhehao listened, nodded, and said, "Dad, don't worry!"

After saying this, Song Zhehao comforted Song Zhentian a few more words, then slowly left the meeting hall.

Just as he left the house, Song Zheming rushed over, blocking his way and saying coldly, "Brother, you're quite resourceful! You calmed down father with just a few words. If it were me, I'm afraid father wouldn't even hear a word."

Song Zhehao heard the jealousy in Song Zheming's words and said frankly, "Of course! I've been close to my father since I was a child, and I've never done anything to disobey him. Naturally, he'll listen to my advice."

"Just don't worry about it. Just spend more time on your father and stop messing around with those extravagant thoughts. He will listen to you."

Song Zheming felt even more indignant when he heard his brother, who always said nice things, say such harsh words.

Song Zheming continued, "Brother, you're so thoughtful! A few days ago, when we were drinking, you were still worried about not wanting to pass on your martial arts skills or manage the family business in the future. But when father brought up the topic today, you agreed so readily. I wonder when you became so insincere?"

After hearing this, Song Zhehao remained calm at first, then laughed a few times.

Song Zhehao said slowly: "What a joke! Why should I tell the truth when I talk to you?"

"Besides, the family business is mine. I can accept it if I want to, and not accept it if I don't want to. When is it your turn to ask about it?"

The original owner used to be a very rigid person and had never said such shameless words. But when Song Zhehao said this today, Song Zheming was confused.

Song Zhehao's words were so clear, with a hint of arrogance in his words. This was the sense of superiority of being the eldest son. Song Zheming's words and deeds showed his jealousy and resentment towards this arrogance, but Song Zhehao just wanted to poke at his sore spot.

After hearing this, Song Zheming felt even more uncomfortable.

Song Zheming was so angry that his face turned pale and his lips turned purple. He raised a trembling finger, pointed at Song Zhehao and shouted, "Don't be so arrogant!"

Song Zheming made this move subconsciously, and Song Zhehao immediately became furious.

Song Zhehao shouted, "You bastard! What qualifications do you have to dare to accuse me?"

Hearing this, Song Zheming, who was blinded by anger, immediately realized what was going on. He quickly stepped back, bent over and said, "I was reckless just now. I beg you to forgive me for my rash words."

"Forgive you?" Song Zhehao still refused to buy his words and continued to scold him, "You bastard! I think it's because your father is too kind and I, your brother, am too humble that you have fostered your arrogance. You have become lawless, wanton, disrespectful, and arrogant. If I don't teach you a lesson, you will kill your father and brother and bully men and women."

"Come here! Bring me the whip! Today I will fulfill my duty as a brother!"

Hearing this, Song Zheming felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he could not escape today. He only regretted why he had provoked this plague god just now.

In fact, this is not Song Zheming's fault. With the original owner's temperament in the past, it was common for Song Zheming to say such things, so he didn't notice it at all. Unfortunately, he fell into Song Zhehao's hands. How could Song Zhehao easily get away from him?

Song Zhehao's voice was so loud that it soon alarmed the servants in the yard and Song Zhentian in the main hall.

At the door of Song Zhentian's meeting hall, he looked at the two people in the yard without any sign of stopping them. Instead, he looked at Song Zhehao who was about to fulfill his parental responsibilities, with a bit of expectation and appreciation in his eyes.

Several servants came running over. The one in the lead looked at Song Zhehao who wanted a whip, then looked at Song Zhentian who was standing at the door of the main hall watching this scene, and looked back and forth hesitantly.

Finally, seeing Song Zhentian nodded, the servant turned around and got the whip.

At this time, Song Zhehao called out to the leading servant, "Wait!"

The servant turned around and looked at Song Zhehao again in confusion.

Song Zhehao glanced at him coldly and said, "You don't need to go get it. My Yubi Villa can't afford servants like you. Take your luggage and find another job!"

Just a moment of hesitation and he lost this stable job. The servant was so regretful that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Song Zhehao turned around and glanced at the other servants. Those servants were also frightened at this time. When they saw the look in Song Zhehao's eyes, they immediately took action.

The servant who begged for mercy was dragged out by someone else, and another servant with good eyesight immediately held the horsewhip in front of Song Zhehao.

Song Zhehao reached out and took it. Song Zhehao asked calmly, "What's your name?"

The servant was so happy that he half-knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "I am Zhang Hu, and I am willing to serve the young master!"

After hearing this, Song Zhehao said, "We already have a housekeeper at home. You can be the third one in the future, specializing in the collection and expenditure of money and grain."

When the servant heard that the most lucrative job fell on him, he was so happy that he retreated crying and swearing.

After watching this scene, Song Zhentian looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, saying with great satisfaction: "My son has grown up, and I will be relieved from now on."

After saying that, he went straight back to the meeting hall and no longer paid attention to what was happening in the yard.

Song Zheming, who witnessed this scene, was in extreme pain.

He finally realized that this was Song Zhehao's true face. He was not as indifferent to the world and ignorant of the ways of the world as he had appeared in the past.

He is worldly-wise, extremely scheming, and very secretive, and he is much more complicated than he imagined.

Although Song Zheming didn't dare to do so in his heart, he didn't dare to show it. He put on an appearance of sincere submission, knelt on the ground, and said sincerely: "I am young and ignorant, and I hope that you can teach me more!"

Since Song Zheming was ready to be beaten, Song Zhehao would naturally not let him go easily.

Song Zhehao raised the whip and lashed out. The crisp sound made people's scalps numb, and a blood mark immediately appeared on Song Zheming's body.

Although Song Zhehao also disliked the original owner, he still had a sense of justice when dealing with people like Song Zheming.

Song Zhehao whipped Song Zheming again, and his clothes were torn. A blood mark immediately appeared on his snow-white back. Song Zheming frowned tightly, and the pain on his face was simply indescribable.

Song Zhehao cursed, "I'll beat you to death, you bastard who killed your father and brother and bullied men and women!"

He whipped him again and continued to curse, "How dare you call me brother? When did I have a brother like you? From now on, call me Master."

Seeing that Song Zheming would reply, Song Zhehao whipped him hard again.

"I'm talking to you, but you're pretending not to hear me, right?"

Song Zheming's wounds burned with pain, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. He relaxed his clenched teeth and said, "Yes! Young Master, I won't dare to do it again."

Song Zhehao whipped him again and continued to curse: "I see you are not convinced in your heart."

Song Zheming was in excruciating pain and no longer had the willpower to hold on. Don't be fooled by his invincible appearance in the original plot. That was because he had the support of the Jade Face Skill. Without the backing of profound martial arts, Song Zheming was just a petty guy who loved to come up with some tricks.

After three lashes from Song Zhehao, he was almost vomiting bile.

Song Zhehao showed no intention of stopping, instead he became more and more excited.

Song Zhehao whipped him and cursed, "Will you dare to be so arrogant again?"

Song Zheming pleaded, "Master, Master, I don't dare anymore!"

Song Zhehao whipped him again and asked again: "Do you still dare to make the decision for me?"

"I don't dare to make the decision for the young master!"

Song Zhehao whipped his whip again and asked, "Do you still have eyes for me, your young master?"

"Yes! Yes! From now on, whatever the young master says is what I will do. I will not dare to disobey."

"Do you still dare to kill your father and brother?"

Song Zheming was about to say that he didn't dare, but suddenly realized something. He thought that although he had this idea in his mind, he had never had the opportunity to do it?

Seeing Song Zheming hesitate, Song Zhehao whipped him hard and shouted, "Dare you hesitate?"

Song Zheming wailed in agony, begging for mercy, "Master, please stop hitting me! Even if you gave me ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare!"

Song Zhehao refused to listen and continued to whip him, cursing, "You dare to kill your father and brother, and you want to steal the villa. You even dare to think about my girlfriend. I'll beat you to death, you ungrateful guy."

Song Zhehao whipped him again and again. Song Zheming kept begging for mercy, but Song Zhehao did not let go at all.

After being whipped for more than thirty times, Song Zheming's silk clothes were torn to shreds, and the bloody scars were shocking to see. Song Zheming's face was red, and he looked dying, as if he was about to die.

This time, Song Zhehao stopped, took a breath, and said, "I'm so tired, young master. Someone, drag him away. If you hear him swearing, keep beating him!"

After saying that, he threw away the whip and rubbed his sore elbow. Several servants immediately stepped forward and carried the seriously injured Song Zheming away.

Song Zhehao took a deep breath, took the teacup handed to him by the servant, took a sip of tea, and then handed the cup out.

The servant was also sharp-eyed. He immediately took the teacup and left respectfully.

Song Zhehao stopped the man and asked with a confused look on his face, "Did I do something wrong?"

The servant immediately replied, "What are you talking about, young master? It's only natural for my brother to teach a servant a lesson. How can it be wrong?"

Song Zheming nodded, seemingly understanding, and said, "So, you think so too?"

The servant immediately said flatteringly, "To be honest, Master, the servants in this family have long been dissatisfied with the Second Young Master. The Second Young Master often bullies others with his power and is arrogant and conceited. He doesn't take the Master and the Young Master seriously at all. We can't stand it any longer. What you are doing today is in line with the people's wishes and the general trend!"

Song Zhehao listened, smiled and said, "You're so full of yourself. Look at your mouth. You must have said bad things about me in front of the Second Young Master a lot, right?"

The servant was shocked when he heard this and shouted, "I dare not. How can I bear the consequences of Master saying this?"

Song Zhehao snorted coldly and said, "You think I don't know? You're in cahoots with Song Zheming, acting as his right-hand man. You're stirring up trouble among the servants at home, causing them to disobey my orders. You're always targeting and ostracizing me, and you're even trying to sideline me in the villa. You've been giving your master, the Second Young Master, a lot of advice, haven't you?"

Song Zhehao traveled through time and space, so he naturally knew the original plot. Therefore, he would not let go of this pawn who was the first to be hit easily.

Seeing that he had been exposed, the servant knew that he could no longer hide his true intentions, and he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Master, please spare my life! I was blinded by greed before and didn't recognize my master. Now I know I was wrong. From now on, I will work wholeheartedly for you and will never have two minds!"

Hearing this, Song Zhehao sneered contemptuously and said, "What a joke! Do I, Song Zhehao, have no one left? I have fallen to the point of having to use a two-faced, treacherous villain like you to stay in my Song family. I'm really afraid of dirtying my Song family's land."

"Come here! Take this fellow away and give him thirty lashes. Then have the steward investigate him thoroughly. There must be something fishy about him. Once we've investigated, tie him up and send him to the yamen for trial."

As soon as Song Zhehao said this, all the servants in the yard, including those eavesdropping outside the yard, were frightened.

In the past, the original owner didn't care about anything, and many things in the villa were handled by Song Zheming. Therefore, there were many people who secretly targeted Song Zhehao in order to please Song Zheming. Today, Song Zhehao's enthusiasm was severely crushed, and Song Zheming's minions were dealt with. Those who changed their minds according to the situation and watched from the sidelines have already made up their minds.

Song Zhehao is about to take over Yubi Villa. Today is just the beginning. If he wants to manage Yubi Villa well, he must completely dismantle all the old forces arranged by Song Zheming in the past.

Song Zhehao is ready, he is going to do something big in Yubi Villa!