80 Heavy rain is coming
◎A madman has no scruples!◎
Song Jinyi said "no" calmly, which made Shen Lingyu next to her furious.
What is this?!
She dug her nails into the coffin, breaking off two long nails as white as scallions. A trickle of blood continued to flow from the wound, as if her obsession had turned into a cage, trapping her.
A hint of surprise flashed across Song Zhangye's eyes. The Song family's silk shop assets and the reputation of being the richest man in Yunzhou were things that many people clung to!
Now he is worthless in the eyes of his own daughter.
After a while, he said in a deep voice: "You are still too young and don't understand the seriousness of this."
"Father, ever since I made the bet with you, I've only wanted to prove to you that women are no worse than men and don't need to marry to prove their worth..."
Song Zhangye nodded and said in approval, "You've done a great job. You deserve to carry on the legacy and bring honor to our family."
Song Jinyi showed a subtle disgust, but quickly concealed it and said calmly, "My daughter just wants to gain her own freedom, and has no other thoughts. I'm afraid that I can't do business in this silk shop, and I can't help you with your worries."
"Your surname is Song? You are a child of the Song family. You should know the meaning of loyalty and filial piety. Since ancient times, a prosperous family means prosperous descendants. Moreover, your family has no descendants now, and only you can take on this important responsibility. Why are you shirking it?" There was a hint of anger in Song Zhangye's tone.
After a few words, seeing that Song Jinyi was unmoved, he continued, "Think about your mother. The Song family's brocade business is today thanks to your mother. Do you want to see her hard work go to waste and no one to inherit it?"
After hearing this, Song Jinyi's eyes finally showed some movement, and she smiled, "She works diligently and day and night for this brocade shop.
But in the end, the Jinduan Zhuang is named Song, not Yun... Besides, if my mother were still alive, she probably wouldn't want anyone to force me to do something that makes me unhappy."
Perhaps Song Jinyi's words had touched his heart. The more Song Zhangye listened, the angrier he became. In the end, he was almost furious. "How dare you! Come, trap her and punish her according to the family rules!"
Shen Lingyu had already regained her sanity at this moment. She, Song Jinyi, was a girl, and she also had a daughter. There was still a chance. As long as the master disliked Song Jinyi, everything was still under control.
She took the handkerchief Geng Niang handed her, wiped her fingers, straightened her clothes, and walked slowly to Song Zhangye's side. She supported him and comforted him, "Master, don't get yourself hurt by an ignorant child."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head, looked at Song Jinyi and said, "Sister Yi, you've been away for so long, why are you still so ignorant? In that case, you should stay in the Song family and learn the rules."
A gust of wind blew by, rolling up the unburned talisman paper high up and then dropping it down. In an instant, the small courtyard was filled with a tense and gloomy atmosphere.
The woman holding the hemp rope was instructed by Shen Lingyu's eyes and was ready to step forward to tie someone up.
"Wait!" Song Jinyi sighed. She thought it was for the sake of the original owner and her unfortunate mother. She couldn't just stand there and say, "Father, as for the inheritance, the Song family doesn't have to be mine."
"What a shame!" Song Zhangye pointed at Song Jinyi, his whole body trembling with anger.
Song Zhangye spent his entire life planning for the Song family, but he had only four children, two sons, and two daughters. Now that Song Ci has passed away, Song Yunting is confused.
Apart from Song Jinyi, there is only one little daughter left, who is not even 16 years old. How can she take on the responsibility of the Song family's huge assets?
Song Jinyi, however, was not in a hurry. He saluted with both hands, then bowed and said sincerely, "My younger brother, Yunting, has been intelligent since childhood. He started learning at the age of three and was reciting scriptures at the age of four. Unexpectedly, he met with a sudden misfortune and fell into the water. The heat in his brain entered his head and he became unconscious.
"I have just heard of a celestial master on Yaowang Island in the south. He has some medical skills and may be able to cure my brother's illness. This way, we can both benefit.
This was not something Song Jinyi made up to get out of trouble. When Mr. Feng came before, he heard him say that he went to Chuzhou and almost died in Chuzhou due to acclimatization problems.
It was difficult to cure him at the time, but fortunately his son found a divine doctor for him and sent him to Medicine King Island.
He felt that his time was running out and thought that the other party was just trying to gain fame and reputation. However, he did not expect that half a month later, he returned to Chuzhou in high spirits and spent a peaceful New Year with his son and daughter-in-law.
Song Jinyi asked directly at that time, "This immortal doctor is so powerful, I wonder if he can cure dementia?
Old Feng patted his chest and said, "He can even save my old bones, so why can't he save these two idiots?"
At that time, Song Jinyi had already planned to take Li He and Song Yunting to Yaowang Island to give it a try.
The old women who were so aggressive just now didn't dare to step forward now. Seeing the master's expression, they seemed to be softening.
Song Zhangye hesitated to answer. He stared at Song Jinyi and said, "It seems you are determined not to inherit the Song family's fortune." He thought for a long time and finally sighed deeply, "Well, if Ting'er can be cured, it will naturally be a great blessing."
Yunting and Jinyi are brothers from the same mother, and judging from the talent he showed in his youth, he must be an extraordinary talent.
Shen Lingyu keenly captured the changes in Song Zhangye’s mood.
After Song Zhangye left in response, she approached Song Jinyi step by step, leaned over and whispered, "Don't be too proud."
Song Jinyi looked into her bloodshot eyes, which were filled with surging hatred, and her heart skipped a beat - a madman has no scruples!
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Li He stared blankly at the boy wolfing down his pastries with wide eyes. She asked doubtfully, "Is this really Sister Jinyi's brother?"
As if she was seeing something new, she circled around Song Yunting several times. "Sister Jinyi, when did you get a younger brother? Why haven't I seen him before?"
Song Jinyi was troubled by her questions and sent her away with a sentence "It's a long story".
In two days, she will set off for Yaowang Island. The mountains are high and the roads are long, and there are a lot of things that need to be handled. So she simply closed the store for the next two days and hung a closing sign.
She left the chattering Li He and got up to go to the kitchen to find Xu Ruolan to explain some things.
Li He held her face in her hands, bored, looking at the little boy who was only as tall as her chest. She tilted her face and thought, "He seems shorter than me, so he must be younger than me."
He was younger than her and was Sister Jinyi's biological brother. She frowned and wondered if she would fall out of favor in the future. Thinking of this, she sighed deeply and felt depressed.
Her eyes fell on a dark area in the corner. She took a quick glance and saw Xie Wuyang sitting in the corner with his arms folded and his head turned to the window. I wonder what he was thinking about?
As soon as the other party made a move, he quickly turned his head. Strange! Why didn't Xie Wuyang react at all?
When she came here before, she called Song Jinyi "Sister", but his face looked murderous, forcing her to change her words and call her Sister Jinyi.
Now the person who is most qualified to call Sister Jinyi "Sister" has come, but he has no reaction at all.
That afternoon, Xie Wuyang went to his private residence on the pretext of buying a futou.
His first reaction when he saw Hunnamu was to pull out the golden knife from his sleeve. The moment the sharp blade touched his skin, it drew a line of blood.
He asked gruffly, "Why don't you hide?"
"Your Highness is the master, and we are your loyal servants. If the master really wants to kill me, how can I dodge your knife?"
"What a loyal dog!" Xie Wuyang said through gritted teeth, and pushed the man away with the handle of the knife.
Xie Wuyang panted heavily, trying to calm himself. He couldn't understand Hun Namu's loyalty. If he was so loyal, why would he constantly disobey him? "You deliberately dumped the body in the alley near the bookstore, the tea garden... Did you want to create a rift between me and Song Jinyi?"
That day, Song Jinyi took on a big order, and after finishing her work, she was so exhausted that she almost collapsed in the kitchen. He suggested that she rest, and for dinner, he would sell her some donkey meat hot pot and make some porridge.
After turning a few corners, I met Zhang the craftsman who was drunk in the afternoon and said he was looking for his daughter.
Xie Wuyang's face was too outstanding, and even though he was wearing a bun and plain clothes, the drunkard still saw him and came to haunt him. He grabbed Xie Wuyang's sleeve and insisted on letting him go.
Xie Wuyang looked around and in order not to make a big deal out of it and attract the attention of passers-by, he readily agreed to take the man to a remote alley, then pulled out his sleeve and threw the man against the wall due to inertia.
He asked in a cold voice: "How do you want to be treated, you rascal?"
The craftsman was thrown down hard, feeling dizzy and ready to throw a fit. But when he heard the other party asking for his terms, he didn't care about anything else and quickly said, "Give me another hundred taels! Give me another hundred taels, and I won't bother you anymore."
The lead-gray clouds clump together, like wet cotton, pressing down continuously, making it hard to breathe, and waiting for a heavy rain.
Xie Wuyang's sharp eyes narrowed, and he looked at Zhang the Carpenter as if he were a piece of garbage. He knelt down in front of Zhang the Carpenter, his eyes level with his own. "One hundred taels is not enough? Your son owes the gambling house a lot of money, how about two hundred taels?"
The other party's calm price increase made Zhang the craftsman shudder, but he was blinded by the gold and silver and really thought that the other party would give the money obediently, so he stiffened his neck and agreed.
The next moment his eyes widened and he covered his neck with his hands, but it was no use. The gushing blood rushed out from between his fingers, splashing all over his face, clothes, and even the ground.
He looked at Xie Wuyang in disbelief, making sporadic sounds.
Xie Wuyang wiped the Jincuo knife expressionlessly. He knew very well that unless a person like this was killed completely, the attack would never stop.
A sudden downpour washed over the world, its rapid flow forming a hazy curtain. Xie Wuyang looked out at the alleyway. Pedestrians on the road were scurrying to avoid the rain, so naturally, no one paid attention to what was happening in this remote alley.
Since the place was not far from his private residence, he asked Hunnamu to deal with the body, but he did not expect that the body would be moved from the outer area to the Shucheng area. Hunnamu's disobedience and Song Jinyi's suspicion made him very angry.
Hunnamu's silence represented his answer.
"Why?" Xie Wuyang almost shouted.
Hunnamu said bluntly, "The situation in Yuedu is changing rapidly. Prince Zuo Xian hopes that the prince can return as soon as possible, but the prince has been bewitched by this Han woman."
"Enough!" Xie Wuyang said sternly, "I don't want you to make decisions for me anymore. Now that he has finally let down his guard against me, am I going to fail at the last moment?"
I dare not!
Xie Wuyang took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and turned to Hun Namu and said, "The child will follow Song Jinyi to Yaowang Island. The island is mysterious and unpredictable. No one can predict what will happen. You just need to wait patiently."
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