Song Yang was tongue-tied and seemed a little drunk.

In fact, even if he pretended to be indifferent, he still cared about the feelings of his son Song Chenfeng in his heart.

Song Chenfeng's lack of support made him feel very depressed. This was a rare opportunity for him to release his stress, so he drank one cup after another with great pleasure.

After a few more drinks, he began to ramble on, "When we were young, Sun tricked me into sleeping with her. I still remember the despair in Yinyin's eyes when she pushed the door open and saw me in her bed."

"The light in her eyes just went out, and her whole appearance suddenly lost its brilliance. She was in disbelief, as if she had lost her soul."

"I really deserve to die. How could I fall into Sun's trap?"

Song Yang's eyes were red. "Now that Yinyin has finally come back, I finally have the chance to be with her again. I will never miss her again."

His voice was choked with sobs. Without the identity of a minister and a father, he was just an ordinary middle-aged man.

He has his own love in his heart, the life he wants to live, and the people he wants to protect.

Under the influence of alcohol, Song Yang stopped talking and fell asleep on the table.

Song Zhi shifted his gaze to the door, "So, brother, do you still insist on what you believe?"

Outside the house, Song Chenfeng, dressed in tights, stood there with a complicated expression.

Hearing Song Zhi's words, he walked into the house with heavy steps.

He actually arrived very early and heard everything Song Yang said.

After returning to Beijing, he had heard the rumors that the Sun family had designed to force Xie Yinyin away and replace her, but hearing these words from others and hearing them from his own father's mouth were two completely different concepts.

Others said that he could still deceive himself, but that was just a rumor spread by others. But now, he could no longer defend Sun.

Even he himself felt that Sun deserved that fate.

With a heavy sigh, he picked up the unfinished wine that Song Yang had left and poured it all into his mouth.

After pouring it, he grinned and said, "Sister, when do you tell that little firecracker to buy some rouge and powder? I'll go with her."

Song Zhi: "Little firecrackers?"

Song Chenfeng scratched his head awkwardly, "Well, Sister Aluan, Sister Aluan."

Song Zhi glared at him speechlessly, "Why don't you ask her yourself? How would I know when she's free?"

Song Chenfeng's neck stiffened and he was about to choke, but suddenly he thought of something and immediately became depressed. "Okay, okay, I'll go ask myself tomorrow."

Everything was implied. Although Song Chenfeng did not say anything explicitly, Song Zhi felt the change in his attitude.

The two men ate a few mouthfuls of food in a hurry, and then carried the unconscious Song Yang back to the house, one on each side.

The next morning, Song Chenfeng went to Xie's house to visit Xie Yinyin and invited A Luan.

Song Yang, who had already sobered up, burst into tears. "Why did he suddenly figure it out?"

Song Zhi served his father a bowl of porridge and said, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Eat and go to court quickly."

Song Yang drank his porridge happily, "Ah, it turns out he has figured it out. I feel so sad last night for nothing."

Song Zhi couldn't help laughing, "It's not so sad in vain."

"Ok?"

"It's okay, it's okay, just eat quickly."

Song Zhi urged Song Yang to finish his porridge and go out. After tidying himself up, he was about to take a nap.

When she woke up, Xiaotao walked in with a letter from the border.

Song Zhi saw that the letter was from Aunt Xin. When he opened it, he saw that it said that they had won over many old subordinates and trained a lot of new soldiers.

They have already received the food and clothes she sent, but because of the increase in personnel, the number is a little short. If there is a snowstorm, they must prepare more.

Song Zhi suddenly woke up, changed his clothes and hurried out to Yunshui Youyou.

Now she finally understood why ordinary people could not hoard troops and why all the royal family members wanted to win over the Cang family.

It really costs too much money!!!

Yunshui Youyou made so much money, but even after she used all her wealth to buy so many things, it was still not enough.

You have to know that this only includes cotton clothes and food for the winter, not including any other expenses.

When we arrived at Yunshui Youyou, we found that it had already opened for business as usual.

Honghong is still recovering from her injuries, but she is recovering very well and will probably be fully recovered soon.

She first went to see Honghong, then found Liu Ruoyu and said, "How much money is left in the account? I want to spend it all."

Liu Ruoyu didn't even look up from her abacus, "Why are you spending money? Are you spending money so that I can accompany the young master to dinner?"

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, clutching the corner of his clothes shyly, "You found out so quickly."

"Humph."

Liu Ruoyu snorted coldly, "He came here specifically to inform me before leaving."

Song Zhi felt guilty and whispered, "Hey, it's just a meal. People are made of iron and steel and they will be hungry if they don't eat. You have to eat every day anyway, so just give him a ride."

"You said it nicely, why don't you eat with him."

Song Zhi spread his hands and said, "It's not that he doesn't care about me."

Liu Ruoyu smiled wryly, "The Sixth Prince is curious about why he never sees you eating with him."

Song Zhi quickly made a gesture to keep quiet, "Don't talk nonsense, he is the crown prince now."

Liu Ruoyu changed direction and continued to calculate. Song Zhi came forward and said, "I was wrong. Don't be angry. I promise I won't do this again in the future."

Liu Ruoyu sighed, "He and I are destined to have no future. I don't want to delay her. Zhier, I know you also have good intentions and want to bring us together, but I..."

A hint of obscurity flashed across her eyes. "You just need to know that I am destined to live out my life alone, and I don't want to burden others."

Song Zhi wanted to say something, but Liu Ruoyu didn't give her the chance and changed the subject directly, "There's not much money in the account, what are you going to do?"

Song Zhi described Aunt Xin's letter. Liu Ruoyu frowned and thought for a while before saying, "I think you should seek help from the Third Prince. He is much stronger than you think."

Take opening branches for example, the Third Prince’s forces are helping in every city.

Looking at the seventy-two cities of Tianqi, they have already opened the twelfth store.

Although they could open a branch without the Third Prince's help, their efforts were much more efficient with his help.

Song Zhi was not a stubborn person. He felt that what Liu Ruoyu said made sense, so he prepared to ask Mu Nanqi for help.

Unexpectedly, after taking only two steps, I suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of the main gate of Yunshui Youyou.

She had an idea and followed him quietly.

The other party was obviously very alert and turned several times before turning into a deep alley.

Song Zhi approached cautiously, hiding himself at the corner. He heard a gloomy voice coming from the alley, "How is it going? Did you get any useful information?"

"Those women are very tight-lipped. I can't get anything out of them."

The voice was filled with annoyance. Song Zhi stretched his neck slightly and saw that the person who answered was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a sinister face. It must be Wang Lanzhi or someone else.

Song Zhizheng followed him here.

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