Song Yuanbao had been struggling alone for several days, but he still couldn't hold back. When he came back from the Divine Soldiers that evening, he happened to meet Song Wei and sent the doctor out. He stood still and did not move. He turned his gaze to Song Wei until the doctor walked away, "I... can we talk?"

Song Wei still maintained his previous faint smile to the doctor, "Where to talk about it?"

Song Yuanbao was stunned for a moment, as if he was surprised by Song Wei's calm reaction.

The other party's emotions did not fluctuate, but instead made Song Yuanbao's tone lighter and his nervousness recede most of the time.

"There is an old friend at Grand Hyatt Inn." He said: "It has been coming for several days, and I think it's time to meet."

Song Wei looked at the boy in front of him, fifteen years old, already shoulder-high.

Gone are the kids who were arrogant and liked to be funny back then.

At the age of half-mature and immature, he began to slowly escape from the protection of his elders, and there were more choices that adults could not make decisions for him.

Yuanbao's life experience is not a secret in Ningzhou. Song Wei didn't expect that one day the child would ask him, so when this day came, even if it was much earlier than he expected, his reaction was calm and he would not lose control.

When Duan Yan learned that the young master was going out, he quickly asked the doorman to get a carriage.

Song Yuanbao asked Song Wei, and the two sat on one after another.

Before meeting Wang Xiaolang, he was quite polite to Song Wei, but this kind of politeness seemed particularly alienated because of the lack of "father".

In the carriage, Song Yuanbao remained silent after he sat down.

On the contrary, Song Wei looked at him calmly and asked about the situation of the Divine Soldier.

Song Yuanbao answered truthfully, and when the carriage fell into silence again, he pulled his lips, "You won't ask me, who are you going to see?"

Song Wei's lips curled slightly, "No need to ask."

There is no need to ask, it is because of the trust in the heart? Trust him will not harm him or put him in danger.

Song Yuanbao didn't answer.

Before Wang Xiaolang entered Beijing, he always felt that he and his third uncle would be a father and son who were very enviable.

The appearance of Wang Xiaolang now undoubtedly confirms that his trust in his third uncle is vulnerable.

This understanding made him feel heartbroken.

The two voices that were seen or not in my mind were still arguing.

When the carriage was about to arrive at Junyue Inn, Song Yuanbao suddenly said, "Or, we are gone, and we are not important people."

Song Wei looked at him, "If you don't see me, aren't you afraid that you will leave regrets?"

"There is no regret for irrelevant people."

When Song Yuanbao said this, he never looked at Song Wei directly.

The guilt is too obvious.

Struggling too explicitly.

Song Wei lifted the curtain and looked out the window. The banner of Junyue Inn was not far away in front of him.

"I've come here, I'd better meet you."

As he spoke, the carriage gradually stopped. Song Wei bent down, protected the injured hand, and slowly walked off the carriage.

Song Yuanbao has never been seen.

The groom was about to speak, but Song Wei stopped him with his eyes.

After that, Song Wei did not make any more noise, waited quietly outside, and looked at the passing pedestrians calmly.

Song Yuanbao struggled for a long time, but he still picked up the curtain.

Song Wei asked him, "The old friend is in this inn?"

Song Yuanbao nodded.

"Have you ever visited?" Song Wei asked again.

Song Yuanbao clenched his fingers, "No."

I dare not.

That day, Wang Xiaolang ran to the Divine Soldier and said the words, which made him feel in a mess and almost had a quarrel with Zhao Xi. He was afraid that the person would say something unpleasant to him, and that he would be out of control again.

Song Wei stretched his eyebrows and said, "It's okay, let's go up."

"good."

Let the groom wait outside, Song Yuanbao took Song Wei into the inn and went to the counter to ask where Wang Xiaolang lived. The two of them walked up the wooden ladder.

Zhao Xi arranged for someone to stare at Wang Xiaolang, mainly because he was afraid that he would run out and spread rumors randomly. However, this person was a good person and could stay in the inn. He asked for good wine and food every day, and he had to find two maids to serve him.

At that moment, Song Yuanbao and Song Wei had just arrived at the stairs when they heard a sweet laugh coming from a room.

Two guards stood outside the door, with expressionless expressions on their faces and deaf ears to the situation inside the room.

When they saw Song Yuanbao, the two of them bowed together, "Young Master."

"There is no need to guard here, you can leave first." Song Yuanbao ordered: "Thank you to Your Highness for me."

The two looked at each other and bowed and said goodbye.

After the two guards went downstairs, Song Yuanbao reached out to knock on the door.

The teasing voice inside stopped abruptly, and Wang Xiaolang shouted outside, "Who?"

"It's me."

Song Yuanbao's voice was a little cool.

Wang Xiaolang, who was hugging the beauty, shivered all over. Thinking of the whip marks on his back that had not yet healed, he hurriedly pushed the woman away and got up to open the door.

The door opened and Song Yuanbao saw clearly the situation inside at a glance.

The table was filled with delicacies, and the wine was filled with fragrance. Chengchen hung down the gauze curtain and floated. The two maids were vaguely dressed in thin clothes, with their chests and arms exposed. They were probably used to serving people like this, and they were not afraid of being stared at them. When they closed their clothes, Yingying smiled and walked over to salute the people outside the door.

Song Yuanbao frowned hard, and his eyes moved to Wang Xiaolang's face, "What did you ask?"

Zhao Xisu is self-disciplined, and he doesn't even touch him casually, so how could he arrange maids for others?

When Wang Xiaolang saw Song Yuanbao, he thought of his fierce look when he hit someone. He was a little scared. He waved his hand and asked the maid to withdraw.

When he saw Song Wei next to Song Yuanbao, he smiled grimly, "Sanlang, I haven't seen you for many years, so don't be fine. Do you still remember who am I?"

Song Wei did not put a word, so he walked into the house.

Song Yuanbao closed the door.

Wang Xiaolang was afraid that the two of them would be cheated, so he said sternly: "You'd better not do anything to me, otherwise the truth about Song Sanlang killing his brother and sister-in-law will spread throughout the streets and alleys without a night. I'm just a gangster, and my reputation will disappear. You, Song Sanlang, are different. Once your reputation is discouraged, I'm afraid that the capital will not tolerate you anymore."

Song Wei hesitated for a moment and looked at him and said, "What do you want?"

Wang Xiaolang didn't expect Song Wei to be so pleased, and curled up the corner of his lips, "The more closure fee, the better, but for the sake of the ingot, I won't make things difficult for you. As long as you hand it to me for a lot of money, I promise that I will never appear in front of you again."

When Song Yuanbao heard this, he immediately lowered his face and glared at Wang Xiaolang, "You!"

"Yuanbao, have you heard it?" Wang Xiaolang laughed, "Song Sanlang is the murderer who killed your biological parents. If it weren't for him, how could you become a fatherless orphan? If it weren't for his guilt, how could he be so kind to raise you to his own name? For fifteen years, has Song Sanlang never told you the cause of the death of Song Dalang and his wife? That's because he dared not, he is the sinner of the Song family!"

Song Yuanbao looked ugly, "Aren't you here to recognize your relatives?"

Wang Xiaolang laughed out loud, "You ran from Ningzhou to the capital to recognize your relatives from all over the world. Are you stupid? Are you not afraid to tell you that I have bribed people in advance. After three days, as long as they do not receive my news, they will spread the news that Song Sanlang killed his brother and sister-in-law. Therefore, you only have three days to prepare, 30,000 taels of silver, and a big son cannot be left."

When he met Song Yuanbao's angry gaze, Wang Xiaolang curled his lips, "Big nephew, don't blame me. Your parents died at the beginning, which was too unfair. Two lives were 30,000 taels of silver. For Lord Song, who had a smooth career, it was not an exaggeration. If you want to blame him, you blame him for defeating the sky, the earth, brother, and sister-in-law. He was born an ominous person with bad luck!"

At this time, Song Wei, who had been silent, spoke: "Two lives of 30,000 taels of silver are not expensive, but you are not worthy of taking this money."

Wang Xiaolang had a ferocious face and pointed at him, "Song Wei! Don't force me!"

Song Wei's tone was always calm, "If you don't come to the capital, I can't force you."

Ignoring Wang Xiaolang's gaze, Song Wei slowly looked up, "If I was right, your parents had both died in the ground movement that year. After the disaster, you had nowhere to go and stayed on the streets, but you still couldn't get rid of the habit of gambling addiction, and therefore owed a lot of debts. This time I went to Beijing to blackmail me to get the money to pay off my gambling debt."

At this point, Song Wei smiled coldly, "You said you are not afraid of consuming me. Now I will give you this sentence. Try it. Is it because your rumors are powerful or those who are collecting debts."
Chapter completed!