Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Early the next morning.

With a little reluctance, Song Yuan walked out of the prince's palace surrounded by Wang Chao and Ma Han.

He did not ride a horse, but walked all the way.

From time to time, I looked down at the invitation in my hand, and it felt like a hot potato.

"Now I know that the weak are afraid of the strong, and the strong are afraid of the desperate. For someone like me, seeing my father is like a mouse seeing a cat. I am so lucky, so I am considered hard, right?"

"In the end, I ran into this tough guy, Duke Wei. He's really not one to be trifled with. He sold out his own son in a few words. This time, this old scoundrel is definitely not going to do anything good!"

Song Yuan secretly complained in his heart. When he thought of Song Youji's performance in the Public Works Department a few days ago, he felt a headache.

I originally thought that I had sent a travelogue. Who else in the entire imperial city would dare to provoke me, relying on this stronghold?

Now it seems that I was a little short-sighted after all.

An old scoundrel like the Duke of Wei is enough to give me a headache, and now I'm entangled with him and I don't know how to get out of it!

"You two should be smart later. If something goes wrong, don't forget to help me get out of this!"

Thinking of the trouble that would come later, Song Yuan could only bite the bullet and turn back to give instructions to Wang Chao and Ma Han.

When the two heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

Who dares to provoke the Duke of Wei?

If we show up at the critical moment, wouldn’t that be tantamount to seeking death?

"Son..."

Ma Han's face darkened and he was about to beg for mercy.

Before he could utter a word, he was suddenly interrupted by a burst of hearty laughter.

"Hahaha, this is the eldest prince, right?"

When Song Yuan heard the voice, he turned around and realized that he had unknowingly walked to the door of Duke Wei's mansion.

A dark-skinned young man, who looked like a cut above the Duke of Wei, walked forward while speaking.

Looking at his appearance, Song Yuan instantly realized this person's identity.

"Brother, you must be the son of Duke Wei, right?"

"Your Highness, you really have a sharp eye!" The dark-skinned boy introduced with a smile.

"My father is Duke Wei, and my name is Wei Da. I pay my respects to Your Highness!"

Wei Da?

The second one is called Wei Er?

Judging from the number of characters, this Duke of Wei really has a talent for naming!

Song Yuan almost burst out laughing when he heard the name, but when he saw Wei Da was about to kneel down after introducing himself, he quickly stretched out his hands to help him up.

Are you kidding me?

If that old scoundrel, the Duke of Wei, knew that I dared to accept his son's bow, he would probably pull his own hair out.

However, in order to maintain the dignity of the royal family, Song Yuan quickly found a reason.

"Master Wei, please don't be so surprised. I heard that Duke Wei and my father are sworn brothers. Since we have such a deep connection, why don't you and I call each other brothers?"

"Hahaha, the eldest prince is straightforward!"

Wei Da smiled and walked up to pat Song Yuan on the shoulder.

"Prince, my father made a bet with His Majesty a while ago. To my surprise, he actually came right!"

bet?

What are you doing?

Song Yuan suddenly heard this and couldn't help but feel curious.

"Brother Wei, what do you mean by that?"

After Wei Da's story, Song Yuan's face turned dark.

It turns out... Song Youji is now in the Duke of Wei's mansion!

The two had even made a bet on how Song Yuan would face Wei Da when he came to visit.

"So... Is His Majesty here now?"

Hearing this outcome, Song Yuan was stunned and felt a little guilty.

I am now on good terms with Wei Da. If that cheap old man really finds out, will he punish me for it?

"Your Highness, you may not know this, but Father specifically said that today we're hosting you and His Majesty!"

"According to what he said before, if it weren't for this wine, how could His Majesty allow you to help?"

Worri...

So my cheap father sold me out just for a pot of wine?

Song Yuan suddenly felt sad and angry. Who could have thought that there was such a deal behind the two old foxes.

In just a moment, Song Yuan felt a little dissatisfied. I am a prince, but in the end, I am not as good as others' banquet?

"Your Highness, let's go into the mansion together. Don't look back and keep them waiting any longer!"

Song Yuan was so angry that he was jumping up and down, but after hearing Wei Da's words, he had to suppress his temper and quicken his pace.

Are you kidding? Song Youji alone is enough to give me a headache. Last time, he cheated me and took away more than a hundred of my horses. Add to that the Duke of Wei. Even if I had another guts, I wouldn't dare to deal with these two people at the same time!

"You old rascal, it's fine if you cheat on others, but now you're blaming me, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense here. Do you think this is still your throne room? Which eye of yours saw me cheating?"

"Hey, you just..."

"Do you understand what 'catching a thief and getting dirty' means? What do you mean by 'just now'? It's already happened, yet you're still bringing it up here? You're the emperor, so why are you being so hypocritical like a woman?"

"I……"

"Stop arguing with me here. Are you going to play chess or not? If not, just sign this book of admitting defeat. From now on, whenever you see me on the chessboard, you'll be ashamed of yourself!"

As soon as Song Yuan stepped over the threshold of the backyard, he heard a familiar conversation.

This familiar voice made Song Yuan instantly realize the identities of both parties.

His eyes widened into a circle!

Are you kidding me?

This was clearly his cheap father playing chess with the Duke of Wei.

In the end, the emperor was scolded to death.

Is this still the king in my impression who has the final say and whips people at every turn?

Song Yuan shuddered and immediately realized his current situation.

Even the old emperor had to endure insults from the scoundrel Duke of Wei. It seemed that all the grievances he had suffered before were finally over!

"Your son, Song Yuan, pays homage to the Emperor, and to the Duke of Wei..."

With a bit of fear in his heart, Song Yuan stepped forward immediately and spoke like a good boy!

He is now truly convinced by Duke Wei's methods, so how could he dare to show any dissatisfaction?

"Alright, stop talking nonsense and sit aside. Let me see how I take down your father. You and that beast should just stay together and be my judge!"

The Duke of Wei didn't even wait for Song Yuan to finish speaking. He just waved his hand and said the word "evil beast" which made Song Yuan dazed for a while.

Who is this talking about?

After subconsciously turning around and seeing Wei Da's aggrieved face, Song Yuan suddenly felt endless sympathy in his heart.

It's really not easy for this child to live this long.

Being called an evil beast is enough to show how unfortunate one is in daily life.

What’s even more distressing is that Wei Da was so engrossed in watching it before, as if he was experiencing the shameless instructions passed down in his family.

After hearing the voice of Duke Wei, he suddenly had an idea.

By the time Song Yuan reacted, this guy had already retreated to the wall, looking like a child who had made a mistake.

He lowered his head, looking like he was willing to learn.

Song Yuan was stunned...Isn't this how Duke Wei scolds his children on weekdays?

"Come on, old rascal, let's fight for three hundred rounds today. I want to see who is stronger, you or me!"

"In the Golden Palace, I can't defeat you, but below the Golden Palace, I'll let you have a hand!"

"Okay, stop bragging, General!"

"Damn it! I was just bragging... No, I was just watching the chess game. It doesn't count. Let's start over!"

The two of them didn't care about the younger generation's current condition and started fighting on the chessboard.

The two of them were playing Go before, but later they just took out chess.

In front of the master Song Yuan, neither of the two bad chess players would admit defeat.

In the past, Song Youji, who appeared extremely dignified in front of civil and military officials, now seemed to be influenced by the Duke of Wei.

Where is the solemnity of the past?

The way he speaks and acts, he is just like a street thug.

Song Yuan watched from the side and felt very satisfied.

Unexpectedly, my father is also a sentimental person. No wonder he felt guilty towards me before.

Compared with other emperors who killed people at will, Song Youji's actions were definitely loyal and righteous.

Now that you are at the border, do you need to give your cheap father some face?

Wait until he dies, then...Pah pah pah.

"Stop playing!"

In the end, even though the Duke of Wei cheated, he was still no match for Song Youji. In anger, he overturned the chessboard.

Snapped……

Song Youji was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. I'm about to win three games in a row, and you don't want to play until you finish talking?

"You old bastard..."

"Alright, alright, don't forget, you came to my place today to drink! You bastard, where are the people? Why don't you make arrangements quickly?"

Duke Wei called out, and Wei Da became like a digital pet.

By the time Song Yuan reacted, the other party had already left the backyard.

This electronic pet really responds to every request.

For a moment, Song Yuan couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that compared to Wei Da, he, the cheap prince, was much happier.

Looking at his cheap father again, Song Yuan suddenly felt much more pleasing to the eye.

After half an hour.

The Emperor drank three rounds of wine with Duke Wei, and Song Yuan was there to accompany him.

The old rascal suddenly shifted his gaze and gave Song Yuan a displeased look.

"If you ask me, isn't this kid going to the border to die in vain?"

"Old Song, you're really willing to give it up. Are you really not going to think about it anymore?"

hum...

Hearing this old rascal mention matters concerning the border, Song Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

What does he want to do?

Fortunately, Song Youji did not change his original attitude: "Alright, this matter has passed. Even if you want to regret it now, it's too late."

"You know what the situation was like before. The whole city was roasting me on the fire. I couldn't have disagreed!"

As he spoke, Song Youji looked at Song Yuan: "Besides, this kid defeated the barbarians this time, so he is considered a talent. If he really wants to go to the border to gain some experience, it would be a good thing."

"Come on." The old rascal waved his hand and looked at Song Yuan with contempt in his eyes.

"This kid has trouble even riding a horse. Isn't going to the border just suicide?"

"I say you should just keep him here. At worst, I'll re-emerge and, in the Golden Palace, I'll punch anyone who dares to say anything. I guarantee no one will dare to utter a single word!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Yuan's heart suddenly tightened.

Not brothers.

Don't come out and mess things up!

Man, I've thought about everything and finally there's some hope.

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Why do I always feel like I’ve been cheated by this old rascal today?