Chapter 7 Regenuity Edo

In the hall of Songfu, Jiang Qianhu sat on his head with big thorns. Song Huan ordered his servants to make good tea and served them with beautiful points. The dozen soldiers were like starving ghosts and stuffed snacks into their pockets, making the ground messy.

Jiang Qianhu was a little embarrassed and turned his eyes and scolded, "A group of bastards have lost my face. What's the point of snacks to grab? Are you all from beglings?

Yan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Later, the old man ordered everyone to pack a bag and bring it back to the soldiers to taste slowly. You are stationed in NIO to ensure the safety of our people. What's the point of eating some snacks?"

Jiang Qianhu coughed dryly and waved to the soldiers and said, "Go, stay in the yard and lose my face."

The soldiers coaxed out and sat or stood in the yard to bask in the sun, staring at the maidservant coming and going in the Song family, which made the maidservant of the Song family blush and hurriedly bowed their heads and dared not look at them.

"Typ, what's going on?" Jiang Qianhu took off his helmet and stepped on the stool with a big foot. The mud on his shoes stepped on the shiny mahogany stool.

Song Huan quickly came forward and told Song Nan's original story of coming here to ask for property. Finally, he said, "Lord Qianhu, do you think these unruly people are hateful? How can there be such people in my state house? Thousands of people will be in charge of this matter.

At the beginning, Jiang Qianhu was still careless. While bulging his cheeks and throwing pieces of snacks into his mouth, he nodded frequently and made a humming sound. However, when he heard Song Nan bite back and saying that Song Huan was not the blood of the Song family, he opened his mouth in surprise, and the pastry fell down, like willow catkins in March. The surface is covered with a layer.

"What a slippery boy!" Jiang Qianhu slapped the table and shouted.

"Yes, do you think it's annoying?" Song Huan attached to the road.

Jiang Qianhu slowly walked to Song Nan and asked, "Is what Mr. Song just said true?"

Song Nan said, "It's really true."

Jiang Qianhu looked up and down at Song Nan and laughed, "It's a little interesting. It's the first time I've seen such a slippery boy, but I dare to bite back. I'm afraid you're going to break the jar, right?"

Song Nan said quietly, "Is my question unreasonable? They framed me for not my father's own birth, so can't I question them in the same way? If they ask me to produce biological evidence, can't I ask them to do so?"

Lord Jiang laughed and nodded, "It's a good question, it's a little interesting; but have you ever thought about it? Even if you sue the government, your chances of winning are less than one. I dare to say that when it comes to the state government, you will be taken to prison for the crime of slander and provoking trouble. Depending on your age, I'm afraid you don't even know what the prison is like. Everyone who enters there. If you don't take off a layer of skin, you can't think of it. What's the use of book business?

Song Nan smiled and said, "What if it's less than half? Weizhou is the world of the Ming Dynasty. Even if there is collusion between the stolen officials and the Wang clan, the paper can't wrap the fire after all. I will be imprisoned, and my mother and friends will still complain for me. However, if Master Qingtian learns that I am not the only one who is unlucky, and whoever covers up can't escape.

Jiang Qianhu was stunned and said, "I can't see it. It's a strong personality. It sounds like what you said is also reasonable. You are willing to do it, and you have to refuse to give up, right?"

Song Nan arched his hand and said, "I don't want to do this. I just wanted to get my own family business. Since they refused and slandered me, I had to burn them."

Jiang Qianhu laughed and said, "It's a little interesting, but don't you suffer from the pain of flesh and can't get what you want? This is called harm to others and yourself. Why bother?"

Song Nan said, "Do you want to be a middleman to mediation?"

Lord Jiang opened his eyes and said, "It's not simple. It's really not simple. You even figured out my thoughts. How do you know that I want to make a mediation?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "Lord Qianhu and the Song family must be very familiar with each other, but after listening to the incident, they did not immediately support them. On the contrary, they had the intention to persuade me and dared to guess. That's because once I go to the government to complain, I may have a great chance of winning. Mr. Song can't come up with evidence. Maybe it's really home. Property will be confisified, which may involve many people, and maybe even adults will be implicated, so it's better to turn big things into small things. Wouldn't adults be happy to come forward to make an mediation and calm this matter?

Lord Jiang picked up his big finger and praised repeatedly: "Amazing, amazing. Although what you said is not completely right, you are also right five or six points. Since you are so cheerful, I might as well open the skylight and speak frank with you. It is inevitable that you go to the government office to complain. I can guarantee that you will die miserably; but today's things will inevitably fall into the ears of others. In my eyes, Weizhou City... Hey hey... But there are not only the state government officials. There are always some meddlesome people who will hear the wind. Although it is not difficult to prevaricate, it is better to do more than less than less. I am not only familiar with the Song government, and of course I don't want to see anyone who is embarrassed by the Song government.

Song Nan smiled and whispered, "Embroidered spring knives and flying fish clothes, are you talking about these people?"

Lord Jiang's eyes were fierce, and he immediately returned to peace, laughing and didn't say anything. When Song Huan's mother and son next to him saw that Lord Jiang and Song Nan were chatting well, they were secretly anxious. Originally, they expected Lord Jiang to support him, but they never thought that Lord Jiang actually intended to mediate. Song Huan's mother and son also listened to the answer between them. I'm confused.

"You are a smart person, but it's not a good thing that you are too smart. After all, what are you going to do about this?" Lord Jiang sat down on the chair, picked up the snack and chewed it again.

Song Nan knows that today's opportunity is here. He doesn't know whether he can work when he goes to the government office to complain about Yunyun. This is the Ming Dynasty, which is completely different from future generations. Although he has read a lot of people in later generations and is also good at grasping the delicate interpersonal relationships, he is still eye-catching the situation here. I don't know anything about smear. The reason for doing that scene is just based on the common weaknesses of human nature.

As for guessing the meaning of Lord Jiang's words, it is indeed his ability to observe and think well in later generations. Lord Jiang and his accompanying soldiers are ordinary military clothes, and their identity may only be the imperial army stationed in Weizhou; Lord Jiang said: 'This place is not a stewul of the state government office'.' Song Nan easily guessed what he was referring to when he saw the brocade guard in fresh clothes and angry horses on his face.

Although Song Nan is not very familiar with the Ming Dynasty, Jinyiwei is notorious. Hundreds later, there are various descriptions of this dynasty's Jinyiwei. These people spy on intelligence for the court, drilled like a gopher to explore the words and deeds of officials and civilians in various places, and met Things are like a stinky fly; although a big family like the Song family seems to be strong, it is a big fat meat in the eyes of Jinyiwei. If the matter is big, how will they let go of this opportunity to take away all the family business of the Song family? As soon as Jinyiwei intervened, the Song family's property was finished.

Jiang Qianhu naturally knows these things, but Song Huanyan's mother and son don't know the benefits at all. Instead, Song Huan complained a little: "Your Excellency Qianhu, you can't condone this kind of blackmail of unruly people. You can't help him speak."

Jiang Qianhu said contemptuously, "Do you know nothing? Let me ask you, can you show the evidence that you are your own son?"

Song Huan said, "How can you listen to this boy's nonsense? I'm my father's biological child. Do you still need to doubt this?

Jiang Qianhu scolded, "Nonsense, you can count with one sentence, so what else do you have to be an official? I need evidence, do you understand?"

Song Huan was still waiting to speak. Jiang Qianhu no longer paid attention to him and made Yan mutter a few words with him. Yan's face changed greatly and asked a few low questions. Jiang Qianhu replied a few words.

Yan stood for a long time and whispered, "What your excellency said is that even if some things in the world are facts, they can't prove it. After the years of my husband's death, they really can't prove this matter; your excellency is to defend our Song family, and everything depends on your mediation."

Song Huan said urgently, "Mom, how can you... make this boy cheaper?"

Jiang Qianhu glanced at him and said, "The old lady still knows the general situation. This boy and I have never been born. Why should we help him? Mr. Song, use your brain in everything. You are far worse than your brother.

Song Huan shouted, "He is not the blood of my Song family..."

Jiang Qianhu sank his face and said, "Are you a fool? After he dared to come and pretend to recognize the Song family, he can think clearly about such things. Does your Song family know after the Song family? If he is really not the Song family, I'm afraid you would have sent him to the government post a long time ago, and it's your turn to beg me?

Yan and Song Huan's faces were pale and they looked at each other without saying a word.

Jiang Qianhu stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, slowly came to Song Nan, and stared at him and said, "Brother, don't expect to take half of the family property. Although the Ming order is clear, the death of Duke Song was five years ago. In the past five years, Mr. Song's busy buttocks have taken care of the family business. If you say, you will be robbed people. Half of the family business, is that what we said?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "What should I do according to the adult's intention?"

Lord Jiang looked up and thought, "You can make a price. I don't think you are a person who cares about a few small money. If it hadn't been for your mother and son's life, you wouldn't have come here to ask for it."

Song Nan lowered her head and thought about it and said, "Since the adult has mediation, it is natural to give face to the adult. I am not greedy. The Song family gave me 2,000 taels of silver, plus the old house deed on North Street, so I will no longer fight for the family business."

Song Huan's mother and son were stunned, and even Lord Jiang was surprised. The Song family's family was huge, adding up to more than hundreds of thousands of taels. I thought Song Nan would ask for tens of thousands of taels, but I didn't expect that as long as 2,000 taels, Yan's mother and son almost laughed out.

Jiang Qianhu said doubtfully, "Are you sure?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "Of course, I know that the Song family has a huge fortune, but if adults mediation, how can I embarras adults? I sold my adult's face, and these two thousand taels of silver are also asked for my mother's worry-free life. The Song family owes my mother a lot, that is, what can they do if they ask for 20,000 taels? Can they buy back the sufferings suffered by our mother and son? I just want to warn the Song family that it won't last long for wealth. My father taught me when I was a child. I didn't forget it, but I'm afraid Mr. Song has forgotten it long ago.

Jiang Qianhu picked a big finger and praised, "It's rare to have courage and mind."

Yan and Song Huan were not in the mood to listen to Song Nan's ridicule. They were afraid that Song Nan would regret it. They hurriedly ordered people to take money from the account room and asked Song Nan to set up a document. From then on, they had nothing to do with the Song family. Song Nan contemptuously wrote and asked Li Daniu to go out to call a big car and carry 2,000 taels of silver into the car, carrying it. The old house on North Street went out in high spirits.