Monarch of Evernight

In a separate courtyard near the summit of Yunshan, Song Zhenzi, the eldest son of Song Valve, sat at the desk, looking at the martial arts examination application form in his hand. On the right is an elderly man sitting on the throne, self-supporting.

Song Zicheng carefully looked at the last line. Fang looked up and laughed: “This time I have trouble with Uncle Six. I have to look at this information again. I will give you an old reply tomorrow. In addition, I have prepared a little gift and will send someone to your house shortly. ”

The Song clan used to wave their hands and smile: “What more gifts are there for this little thing? I've been watching you grow up. Why should I see you? But this martial arts exam, you shouldn't take it lightly, and some other old guys are going to make some punches there. I heard Song Zi 'an had a lot of ambition and was going to pull you off the first position. This is a martial arts project that he aspires to acquire. ”

Song Zicheng looked a little heavier, but did not panic. He bluntly said: “I dominate the politics, the military is slightly less than half a pound and eight taels. As long as the kung fu one is not thrown too far apart, it will not upset the big picture. Don't worry, Uncle Six. ”

The old man smiled and said: "My children have always been steady, and I am nagging. Well, I'm gonna hide before the exam, and I can't stay here too long. ”

“Uncle Six, take your time!” Song Zi rose up and personally sent the elderly people outside the courtyard gate before returning.

Song Zicheng recruited several beloved relatives and colleagues to start studying the list of participants in this martial arts examination. The rules of this individual contest are phase-out, and there is currently no order of battle, and what they are going to discuss is how to exert a little influence on that order.

Song Zicheng's connections with the elders gave him some convenience in fine-tuning the ranking of battles, meaning that he could choose to avoid a specific person in the first round or two, or let his own samurai meet a rookie in advance in order to maintain his strength and snipe the powerful opponent behind him.

However, such adjustments must be plainly affordable and not excessive.

At that time, several of the staff members had seen the list, and only a few of the almost one-colored Lv9 fighters, Lv8, appeared particularly dazzling. The other eight grades are the children of Song Valve who participated in the assessment. As a guest samurai, there are only eight grades, only one person for a thousand nights.

One of the clerks pointed to the information and said: "This Ann has only eight levels of memory, which exactly matches him in the first round of our people. ”

Another employee said, "Are these the seven less people? Strangely, I heard that Qi Xiao had a lot of masters outside, and the three strongest men under him called Ningyuan Sanhu. This time came only one Gao Junyi, the boss of Sanhu. I've seen that man before, he's a good man. Isn't he better than the other two tigers? ”

Someone else said, "I always find things odd… as if someone had said, that Anjin remembers being in charge of gray business under seven less people, and this kind of person must have special advantages. ”

Song Zicheng said thoughtfully: "Heard the penis and Qi had a little friction over at the practice this afternoon? ”

The next of kin who reported the incident to Song Zicheng was also in the study, and said: "That's right, that Anjin was there at the time. Seven fewer people gave him his heavenly training room quota. ”

Several people in the study voiced surprise.

Song Zicheng also raised his eyebrows. The conflict between the brothers was nothing new. He only listened to the approximation at the time. He didn't ask for details at all, and now he knows that there is more.

He couldn't help but laugh: “So that's why. I said that my dick had nothing to do with bullying a guest. Even for Yin's sake, the woman didn't have to be so disgraced. Seeing Qi so attached importance to Ann's memory, so he wanted to get rid of him? The penis comes straight from the heart, but the mind is the most. ”

At this moment, a personal guard hurried in and whispered in Song Zicheng's ear: “Seven less, I want to see you. ”

“Zining? What's he doing here?” Song Zicheng had an accident.

His relationship with Song Zining is not bad, but he is not particularly close, basically not very close to each other. He occasionally cooperates in the conduct of ethnic affairs, which is a pleasure. However, during this sensitive period, Song Zining's visit had many other implications.

Song Zi promised to take the men to the flower hall in the front yard. He reached out and tapped the table gently. "What do you think? ”

One of the staff hesitated to say: "The Seven Majorities seem to have had a little more enemies lately, and the Two Majorities and the Three Majorities have been very unpleasant.” Accepting a friend will inevitably take over his enemies, and this bureaucrat obviously means more than less.

The other laughed: “If you don't want to see seven less, Second Major won't want to take the exam first.” Song Zi 'an's thoughts on the position of the first heir, no one knows, has always been Song Zicheng's number one enemy.

The previous employee argued: "But the cause of the evil between the two and the seven less people is Yin Jia Qi. The seven less people in the matter don't take much care of it.” Speaking of this, the whole house exchanged a vague look, and the staff added, "Besides, there is Prince Bo Wang Hou behind Yin Qi. ”

After Tian Xuanchun hunted, Song Zining's successor ranked down two times in a row. The reason why he was punished so heavily was not actually Song Zi 'an's power, but Song Valve wanted to give Yin Qiqi and Bowang Hou Prince Wei Qiyang a confession.

The person who disputed him laughed even louder. “Yin Qi Qi and Er Shao are married relatives. Yin Qi and Prince Bo Wang Hou are also married relatives. Even without this, they would not have come to the side of Da Shao. ”

Song Zicheng, who had been quietly listening to the audience's speech, reached down and pressed down. He stopped the audience's discussion. “All right, everyone, let's discuss the sorting table for the contest, and I'll go see the seventh brother. Although Yin Qiqi and Prince Wei have a personal relationship with their second brother, they will not affect family relations. As long as I hold this position, it won't get in the way. ”

The relationship between Song Valve and Yin and Wei families is a position between the two clans and will not be affected by much privacy, even if that privacy is the head of the household. Otherwise, you don't have to argue for any successor at all, as long as you compare the networks of the two parties.

Song Zicheng walked into the flower hall and backed around.

Song Zining stood up: “Brother, my brother consciously respected you brothers enough on weekdays and did not disrespect you. But Second Brother and Third Brother did this, this is not even the place to stand for me! ”

Song Zicheng was able to determine Song Zining's intentions, so he gently calmed down a few words and then listened to Song Zining.

A moment later, Song Zicheng looked heavily at this seventh brother, who was quite different from his age, and said: "Are you saying that you will support me in my inheritance rights, and this exam will clear the way for me? ”

“Exactly. ”

Song Zicheng picked up the teacup and played with it in his hand. He slowly said: "Seven brothers are very confident! ”

Song Zining smiled: “If I don't have the ability to do this, how dare I come to you? Anyway, with my help, it's not a problem to beat Brother Er and Brother San together. ”

Song Zicheng slowly took a sip of tea to buy time to think. This tea was extraordinarily long, but he ended up drinking it. He put the cup down and asked, as if by accident: "Heard that the third party lost a lot of money in the previous period? ”

“There was a little clash. Then Brother San's heart was high and he tried to swallow my men with less, but the end result was their annihilation. In the eyes of my brother, Sang's people still need to practice well to get it out so as not to be embarrassed. ”

Neither Song Zicheng nor Song Zining mentioned Song Zi 'an. Both are well aware that there is only hostility between Song Zicheng and Song Zi 'an and that there is no possibility of alliance at all. But Song Ziqi is different. Now the Song family is actually facing a choice, one is the third brother who has stepped into the threshold of war, and the other is the seventh brother who has only recently emerged.

Song Zicheng drowned his eyes and looked at the cup of tea that was still hot in his hand. "What does Qi want? ”

Song Zining was already ready, namely: "Brother Xiangcheng heavy aircraft raid float battleship is the leading model of the same class, my Ning Yuan Heavy Industries recently built several bases, unfortunately there are no heavy products, I hope Brother can transfer technology to me. Besides, I don't have many mines in the mainland forever. Mining and transporting them back to the mainland is quite troublesome. Brother, I can use them locally. Why don't you cheapen me up, and..."

One condition is stated from Song Zining's mouth, each of which is valuable, including technology, minerals and even two mature truck production plants.

Song Zicheng's heart will fall every time he listens to one condition. When Song Zining finished, it seemed that his heart had not sinked to the bottom, but it was not far from the bottom.

“Chitti, you're asking for a little too much. ”

Song Zining smiled. “Even if you don't say the owner of the valve, you are a steady first successor, not just worth these things. Besides, I am not crossing the river to dismantle the bridge. In front of him, I will help Big Brother to take the top of this exam. If there is a dispute over family affairs in the future, I will also take Big Brother's side. ”

Song Zicheng sighed for a long time and finally made up his mind, reaching out and shaking hands with Song Zining.

When Song Zining was sent out of the flower hall, Song Zicheng's face was tired. "I've paid enough this time. You guys, roll me over half the way to the bottom. ”

Song Zining smiled and said: "Brother, you are doing a big thing. Why do you see a little private property? I, the Song Valve, lack nothing, just not industry. ”

At this time, Song Zicheng suddenly remembered something and hurried to one of the staff guarding the door: “This battle is rescheduled, our people should try to avoid the Seventh Brother's people. ”

The staff couldn't help but ask: "But what about the eighth level? ”

Song Zi waved. "Get out of the way. ”

“But anyway...” The staff only made a point, but it was obvious that an eight-level soldier came out to deliver the food anyway, why not give it to his own people?

Song Zicheng, however, was in the nature of doing something big. He didn't want to think about it at all. He valued Song Zining's feelings more. He frowned at the moment: “It's settled, there's no need to discuss it again. ”

Song Zining listened with a smile: "Brother is wise. ”

After sending Song Zining away, for some reason, Big Brother Song Valve always felt that his seventh brother was laughing at something else, making people a little upset.

At this time, in the "deep cloud hall”, a thousand nights were called to open the backyard martial arts, and dozens of practicing steel figures were placed in the dense hemp.

This site is completely closed and small. It looks very crowded after being stuffed with dozens of dolls. It's a little hard to swing a sword without touching anything.

Thousands of nights pull out Dongyue, carefully weigh.