"He said he would go to Beijing next year to take the imperial examination at the same time as you."
"Ha ha!"
Song Ming was stunned, then burst into laughter.
"Father, now you know how arrogant Song Chi is, right?"
"How shameless!" Song Shiwen came from the imperial examination background, so he naturally knew how difficult it was.
"Then I will wait for him to come to Beijing. If he can pass the provincial examination and become a juren within a year, I will stand on my head and eat shit!" Song Ming said harshly. This was simply impossible to do.
Song Shiwen also said directly: "If he can really take part in the imperial examination next year, even if he fails, I will directly recognize him as my relative!"
Both father and son made harsh remarks.
"A-choo."
Song Chi rubbed his nose. Could it be that the first and second wives missed him? Or maybe Song Ming scolded him again.
Song Ming would never swallow the humiliation of being kicked into impotence by him. If he knew that Liang Qingwu was taken advantage of by him, he would probably be even more furious.
Song Chi thought about quickening his pace. Liang Qingwu was gone and the Shen family had moved away, which meant that no one could help him and he would have to rely on himself from now on.
He had to hurry back to his uncle's house to settle some things. He was walking in an alley when two people suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his way.
Song Chi subconsciously stopped and looked back, and two more people appeared behind him.
The roads in front and behind were blocked, and this scene reminded him of the time when he was stopped by hooligans outside the school and asked for money.
Revenge is coming.
He has caused several disturbances recently and offended too many people, all of whom have powerful backgrounds. They probably all want to kill him.
Song Chi took a deep breath and calmed down. The calmer he was, the less panicked he would be when facing things.
He knew he couldn't run away, so he went straight for it.
"Brother, where did you come from?" Song Chi asked, "Even if I die, I must die knowingly."
"You're an interesting kid, aren't you afraid of us?"
A thin young man with a long face stood with his shoulders folded, looking nonchalant. The other people also had such temperament. Song Chi judged that they were not killers, but second-rate people.
This temperament was very familiar; he had seen it in Erlang.
"I'm scared. I'm terribly scared, so I want to know clearly. I can't die without knowing the reason."
Song Chi walked towards them and took out a piece of silver from his sleeve.
"This money is for the big brothers to drink, can you please let me go?"
"You're an interesting kid, but this little bit of silver isn't enough."
The long-faced man stretched out his hand to take the silver. Song Chi's eyes moved slightly, and he grabbed his arm and pulled it forward, then suddenly raised his leg and kicked him in the crotch.
"ah!"
A shrill scream followed, and the long-faced man's face turned purple.
(Because the previous part needs to be revised and chapters will be deleted at that time, the update will be reduced. Normal updates will probably resume the day after tomorrow.)
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