Monarch of Evernight

Song Zining refused to participate in the council of elders, temporarily provoked Xuan Big Bo, almost every elder was angry at Song Zining's lack of dignity, no order of childhood, no teaching at home.

This instruction has no square four words, undoubtedly for Song Zhongnian. However, Song Zhongnian was not angry or seized, but listened quietly and sighed a long time when no one was there.

Unlike the almost unanimous accusations of the elders, the guests who came to condolence, as well as the younger generation of the Song Valley and the bystanders, were all admired. The old lady had just returned to heaven. The spiritual guardians of the Song Valve family began to do their work. No one was stupid. Who could they hide from? At this time, it became apparent who was really affectionate with the old lady.

A few days later, Song Zining still couldn't eat. Looks like he intends to hold on for 14 days. In accordance with past practice, seven days of spiritual defense is enough, but Song Zining feels that seven more days will not relieve his grief.

In the early morning, Song Zhongnian got up and washed up, used breakfast, read books and drink tea in the study. By this time, no new guests will have come to the door, and all that is due will have come. Some important guests can't stay long and start walking away. Few things came to welcome him, and he finally got some leisure time.

When Song Zhongnian was empty, the old housekeeper said: “Sir, the elders of the other houses now have a lot of gossip, someone blatantly blamed you for your old faint feedback among the general public, and asked you to step back and let Xian go! They are so arrogant, you can't ignore them! ”

Song Zhongnian could not sit down and tasted the tea. "What do they say to Zining? ”

“Is there anything else I can say? It's all about the lack of dignity, disrespect for the elders, ignorance of etiquette, etc. Said he was no longer from the Song family, why did he come back? ”

Song Zhongnian looked iron and blue, hey, said: “These guys, for their own personal gain, even ignored the point of non-black and white. I don't think the Songs have fallen, they won't mind either! ”

“That's Ryle! Master, you have to do something! If we go on like this, the situation won't be right. ”

Song Zhongnian sighed, "Zining has a mediate heart. And I don't know what he thinks right now. Naturally it would be best if he were willing to take over the position of head of the household. However, he is too young after all. Even if he is capable, it is difficult to serve him! ”

The old housekeeper was in a bit of a hurry, "None of the Seven Majorities can serve the crowd, can the others? Which of the other guys in the house is less than seven? Sir, you are worried too much. ”

As soon as he spoke, the old housekeeper hurriedly knelt down and said: "I am too old to say the wrong thing. ”

Song Zhongnian grinned and shook his head. "You were right. When my ancestors were still here, I felt that my heart was too soft. I hesitated to make a decision. I looked forward and backward. I didn't argue much this time, but I also felt that I wasn't suitable for this position. ”

The old housekeeper was in a hurry again and wanted to persuade him again. “You don't have to talk too much, go and see Zining with me. What kind of filial piety is better than a son? Unfortunately, this is the only time to really see people's hearts. If the ancestors saw the situation today, they would have started to rectify the family style. Those are the ones who are disrespectful to their ancestors! Ah, the Songs like this, even if they are separated! ”

When Song Zhongnian arrived at Ling Tang for many years, Song Zining still knelt there, motionless.

Song Zhongnian looked at Lady An's remains for a while and said: “Can you stand it? ”

“I'm a practitioner, what's the point of not eating for a dozen days? ”

“Thank you very much. ”

“Not hard. ”

Song Zhongnian nodded. "In the future, you should worry more about what's inside the valve. The Presbyterian Church already has a seat for you. Although you can only deliberate now, you can't resolve, but..."

Song Zining interrupted him. “Old ancestors face to face, let's not talk about the people. Her old people will be angry when they know. ”

Song Zhongnian was a little embarrassed, "I know what happened back then, you have mustard in your heart. And it's my fault that I didn't do anything to protect you. ”

Song Zining shook his head. "It wasn't a bad thing back then. Now I'm doing well. I just didn't expect the people in the tribe to be so anxious. Even after the 49th funeral, I was anxious to take up the matter. ”

Song Zhongniang's old face was slightly reddish and he sighed. “I can't help it either, all the houses are very tight. And the situation outside is urgent and cannot be delayed by us. Before the old ancestors left, there was not even a word left about how the Songs would be arranged in the future, which made the situation today. ”

Song Zining said: “Old ancestors just leave a message. If they don't talk to some people, they will also say that her old people are too old to do countless things. ”

Song Zhongnian was furious: “Who dares?! ”

“How dare they? ”

Song Zhongnian's anger gradually subsided and finally sighed.

Song Zining said: “If you want me to run this house and break this game, think about it. My actions are not quite the same as yours. If you can't get used to it, it will be too late. ”

Song Zhongnian was surprised, "What do you want to do? ”

"'I don't want to do anything,' said Song Zining. After the funeral, I left. ”

Song Zhongnian somehow relaxed in disappointment. He also got up and whisked his sleeve, not knowing what he was thinking. "There are still some days left for me to think about. ”

When he got out of Ling Tang, the old housekeeper approached him and lowered his voice. “Sir, what else do you think? Young master, you let go of the wind! ”

Song Zhongnian smiled bitterly: “Even if he said yes, if he wanted to help the owner, it would be possible for me to put all my family in this room. It's easy to get an elder, but Eko is more comforting. How can an elder comfort him? ”

“Master, aren't you going to help the Young Master as the head of the family? How come it's soothing again? ”

Song Zhongnian coughed twice, "This is really a bit difficult, and Zining doesn't seem to be very fond of it. ”

The old housekeeper wanted to say something else, but Song Zhongnian glanced at him. He couldn't help but bow his head: “The old servant has passed. ”

Song Zhongnian sighed and shook his head again, walking towards his place. At this time, it was supposed to be the meeting time of the council of elders, but the council of elders now meets every day, and the contents remain unchanged because the families of the houses are arguing over the interests. At the end of every argument, it basically ends with the topic of division.

When I think of the Presbyterian Church, Song Zhongnian feels a great headache, and many people move constantly in the dark, and blatant collision is a common thing. It also makes Song Zhongnian elderly people very happy. Thinking about the presbyterian meeting can't be anything big, Song Zhongnian wanted to have a quiet afternoon and stop causing trouble.

At this time, a servant flew in and ran all the way to Sung Zhongnian. His anger didn't catch his breath: “My lord, something is wrong! There's a guest! ”

Song Zhongnian sounded strange and looked down. He scolded: “What's it like to panic! Talk to me when you get your asthma together! ”

“Yes, master! So, a guest came outside the manor door and wanted to come in. ”

“What kind of guests? ”

The waiter looked around and saw that there were no idle people. He lowered his voice and said: "The man called himself the Night Thousand, and named the Seven Sons. ”

Song Zhongnian sucked in a breath of cold air. "Is that him? Are you kidding me? ”

“He was born so young and handsome, he was not like a mortal. The little one had seen him on duty overseas, just like, absolutely right! ”

“What's he doing here?” Song Zhongnian was very troubled at one time, and was somewhat overwhelmed.

“Homeowner, what now? Should we send someone to take him down? ”

“Bullshit! Nobody messes around without my orders! You take him to the hall now, never let the guests see him, never let anyone else know. If the wind leaks, I'll ask you! ”

The waiter said, “I understand. I'll do it now!” Just like flying away.

Song Zhongnian only felt a chest tightness and asthma. He set his mind to it. He conceived for a moment, but was still overwhelmed. As the owner of the Song Valve, Empire Wei, and Wei Wei still know something that he should know at this level. Striking chestnut feng shui hard enough in the military at night has been shocking enough, and since then a series of battles in a neutral place have been quietly circulating in the upper realm of the Empire. It was also stated that the Ministry of Military Affairs, Shenzhen Wei, had secretly travelled to the land of neutrality, but had not returned, and seemed to have nothing to do with the thousand nights.

Even worse, Song Zhongnian headaches, the thousand nights have recently been involved with many big figures of the Empire, the middle relationship is unclear, even involving such big figures as the King of Fingers. And for some reason, it has been rumored that Li in the palace has recently been very concerned about the land of neutrality. In such cases, one should be extra cautious about the treatment of a thousand nights, and sometimes even feel untouchable.

Beyond that, the Thousand Nights are by no means a good mess in themselves. He became famous for his own blood battle. Every time he was strong in weak battle, it was incredible to improve the speed of repair. He was also considered by the polar king to have a path through the sky and the appearance of the avenue. How can such a person be easily offended? It is true that one day, at night, he will not be able to sleep, even if only to wipe the edges.

Thousand Nights' own blood identity has been revealed to the world, but now he openly runs to the Song Valve, as long as he enters the estate, it is a handle, can not be said clearly in the future.

Song Zhongnian couldn't help but resent the uncertainty of thousands of nights. He changed his name, but didn't change his appearance! Besides, what's the difference between a thousand nights and a thousand?

It's too late to say anything. No matter how Sung Zhongnian conceals it, I'm afraid it won't be able to cover up this news. The ventilation of the Song Valve nowadays will be known in no time. Imagine how many more people in the council of elders would take advantage of it.

It was at the time of the headache that the old housekeeper saw Song Zhongnian's misfortune. “Sir, why don't you leave this matter to Young Master, let him handle it? ”

In fact, Song Zhongnian suddenly realized that he was awake in his dreams. “Very good! That's it. ”

The old butler hurried back to the spiritual hall and told Song Zining about it. Song Zining's complexity, good qi and a little touching, shook his head: “This guy is really the only one who is not in turmoil. ”