Half of Xiao Yan's robe was wet, and there were traces of water on his hair. When he came out from the Chuihua Gate, he and Jin Yun, who was holding an umbrella beside him but also had wet clothes, looked like they had fallen into a quagmire.
Song Jinxiu was still watching the fun. He leaned against the door and wanted to laugh at Xiao Yan's joke, but who knew he would see Song Tangning who was tightly protected in his arms.
The little girl lost her vitality and leaned in Xiao Yan's arms with her eyes closed.
"Tang Ning!"
Song Jinxiu instantly lost interest in watching the fun. As he quickly stepped forward, his ungrown legs became even more lame. He hurriedly stood in front of Xiao Yan and called out to Tang Ning, but she didn't react at all. Her face was pale as she leaned in front of Xiao Yan.
Song Jinxiu was anxious: "Tang Ning...Xiao Yan, what happened to Tang Ning?"
"Get out of the way."
"Xiao Yan!" Seeing the person in front of him avoid him, Song Jinxiu wanted to walk out. He stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Tang Ning's arm: "Where do you want to take Tang Ning? What did you do to her…"
Bang!
Xiao Yan raised his foot and kicked directly at Song Jinxiu's leg. He saw the man who had been standing in front of him just now staggered and hit the door frame behind him in pain. He hugged Tang Tangning into his arms and looked down at Song Jinxiu who was hunched over and had to hold on to the door frame to stand firmly.
"Where I take Tang Ning is none of your business."
"Xiao Yan..."
"Recruiter Song, have you forgotten the rules that I taught you?"
As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, Jinyun, who was following behind him, suddenly stepped forward, hit Song Jinxiu hard on the lower abdomen with an umbrella, and then hit him on the broken leg. Song Jinxiu groaned miserably, and just as he was trying to stand up by supporting himself on the door frame, he was bent down again. He fell to his knees with a "bang" in pain.
Jinyun withdrew his hand and said coldly: "Song Lushi, my family's supervisor is higher than you. According to rank, you must avoid him when you see him. Next time, remember to follow the rules and be polite. Don't call him by his name, which is disrespectful."
Song Jinxiu felt a knot in his stomach and sweat broke out on his forehead: "I just care about Tang Ning..."
"In what capacity do you care about her?"
The gentleness he had shown in front of the Qian family had faded away, and his eyes, which were dark and gloomy due to the night, were now extremely indifferent.
He stood in the shadow of the corridor holding someone in his arms. The lantern above his head swayed in the wind, and when the flickering light and shadow fell on his face, a suffocating frosty feeling filled the air.
"I am her brother..."
"The brother who wants his life?"
Xiao Yan sneered: "Do you need me to remind you what the Song family did to Tang Ning, or do you need me to help you remember how you treated her in the past? She hated you so much that she had already kicked herself out of the Song family. If you think that she can be forced to be involved if she keeps the surname Song, then I will change her surname in advance."
The last name Xiao is not bad either.
I have been busy with the Lu family's affairs during this period and have forgotten about the Song family. Xiao Yan turned his head and looked at Jinyun beside him.
"Tomorrow, I will take people to the Song family's ancestral tomb and bring back the coffins of Madam Rong and her husband. Then I will go to the Song clan and remove their names from the Song family, so that some ignorant people will not disturb their peace after death."
Song Jinxiu's face turned pale and he looked up suddenly.
Song Tangning's parents were buried near the main tomb, and the tombs of the Song family's ancestors were almost all connected together. If they wanted to open the tombs for Song Xi and his wife, they would have to dig up most of the Song family's ancestral tombs.
If this is the case, I am afraid that the entire Song family will hate them, and the souls of the Song family ancestors will not have peace.
"Xiao Yan, how dare you..."
Hmm...
Just as Song Jinxiu shouted, Jinyun hit him in the face with the handle of an umbrella.
"Recruiter Song, you have overstepped your bounds."
Song Jinxiu was hit so hard that he fell backwards in pain, and his whole body hit the door frame with a loud bang, which touched the mad dog who was bullying Xiao Yan and he held the umbrella handle as if he wanted to hit him again.
Song Jinxiu's words stopped, and when he opened his mouth, his words were slurred and full of blood.
"My second uncle and his family have been dead for many years. Although my father made mistakes, the Song family still pays homage to them every year. You are disturbing their peace by opening their graves. The Rong family has no descendants. My second uncle and his family will have no place to return to after leaving the Song family. Tang Ning will never agree to anyone paying homage to them in the future!"
Xiao Yan turned his head to look at him and said, "Who said the Rong family has no descendants? Tang Ning is marrying a son-in-law, so the future child will naturally have the surname Rong."
"Besides…"
He hugged the petite figure in his arms a little tighter, thinking of the reason why she was unconscious, his eyes became grim:
"The Song family may not be the place where their souls return to, but it may be the place where they died. The incense that killed people for money, Mr. Song and his souls may not be at peace in the afterlife."
Song Jinxiu's heart skipped a beat and he stared at him intently: "What do you mean?"
However, Xiao Yan did not answer his question. He just glanced at him, turned around and walked out while holding Tang Ning.
"Xiao Yan, don't leave!" Song Jinxiu hissed, "What did you mean by what you just said?!"
What do you mean the Song family is where my second uncle and his family died?
What is the incense that kills for money? !
Song Jinxiu endured the severe pain and stood up by grabbing the door frame. He limped over and wanted to chase after him to ask Xiao Yan what he meant, but just as he ran down the stairs, he was pushed back by Jinyun.
"Get out of the way!"
Song Jinxiu wanted to push Jinyun away, but was stopped. Seeing Xiao Yan leaving, he could only shout in that direction: "Xiao Yan, don't leave. Explain it to me clearly..."
Bang!
Jinyun had already given the umbrella in his hand to Xiao Yan. Standing in the rain, he gave a backhand push, and Song Jinxiu staggered and fell to the ground.
"What else does Mr. Song want the governor to explain clearly?" He just felt that the Song family was particularly annoying: "The Song family is full of mud. They harmed our girl and never treated her parents well. Instead of entangled in asking our governor what he meant, you might as well go back and ask your closest relatives how Mr. Song and his family died back then."
Song Jinxiu raised his head: "What do you mean..."
"What you meant is that this is not the first time that your Song family has murdered a loved one."
Jinyun sneered, and without waiting for Song Jinxiu to reply, he turned around and strode out.
The rain poured down heavily, hitting people so hard that their skin and flesh hurt.
Song Jinxiu supported himself on the ground and tried to get up, but the severe pain in his left leg made him fall back twice. It felt as if someone was cutting his leg bones with a knife. His crown was scattered, his hair was wet and stuck to his face, and his already pale figure looked even more bleak.
He could only watch Xiao Yan and his servant leave the Qian family, while he collapsed to the ground with red eyes, and pounded the ground beside him with anger and hatred.
"Recruiter Song."
As the water splashed, someone suddenly spoke.
There was an umbrella above his head to block the heavy rain. When Song Jinxiu looked up, he found that the servants of the Qian family had come to his side without him knowing when. Even Qian Baokun, who had never shown up before, was standing at his arm's length with an umbrella.
"Minister Qian..." Song Jinxiu was embarrassed.
Qian Baokun said, "Help Song Lushi up."
The Qian family's servants helped Song Jinxiu to his feet. After holding an umbrella to block the wind and rain above his head and helping him to the corridor in the front hall, Qian Baokun waved his hand and asked the servants to leave.
He looked up at the young man who was covered in mud and looked like a drowned rat. He had seen him before when he was full of vigor and vitality, and he had also seen him when he was young and was praised by everyone in the court and had a bright future. But now his face was pale and he even had to lean against the wall for support when standing.
The clothes, which tried their best to fit him but still didn't fit him well, made him look even more shabby.