On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

He suddenly looked up and saw a servant from the mansion stumble in, his body shaky and finally falling to the ground in a mess. Song Zhenglin was furious. He swung his bowl and slammed it heavily on the table with a clang. He shouted, "How dare you! What are you doing with such a panic? What did I teach you in the past?"

"Master! Something terrible has happened! Lin Zhen, he's coming!

"What!!? Uh..." Song Zhenglin's face turned pale as paper when he heard that. He rolled his eyes and his whole body was shaky. It seemed that his defenses were broken by this sudden news and he fell straight back.

Qin was quick to act and pulled him into her arms: "Master! Master! Call the doctor!"

"It's over... Everything is over... Lin Zhen came to my house in person... My Song family is finished..." Song Zhenglin foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes, and his hands were clenched like chicken claws. Even so, he still struggled and used up his last bit of strength to give orders to Qin.

"Madam, hurry! Let Xuan'er leave the city and remind him never to come back and not to avenge us! Let him live well!"

Lian Song was hacked to death by Lin Zhen's subordinate Mao Mengji, and his capable subordinate Lian Qiang is still being tortured in the Dali Temple. The emperor was furious and punished more than a dozen officials in a row. Not only were people in the Ministry of Works in panic, but the entire court was also in a state of panic, as if shrouded in depression and anxiety.

At this critical juncture, if Lin Zhen, the protagonist of the whole incident, came to his door in person, he would definitely be scared to death.

Tears unconsciously slid down her cheeks. Qin hugged her husband tightly, and her voice was choked with sobs that she could not suppress it: "Master..."

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up! If it's too late we'll all die!"

"Yes, I'll go right away... wuwuwu..."

Qin ran out crying loudly, with only three words in her mind - the sky is falling.

Song Zhenglin stumbled a few steps before finally steadying himself. His weathered eyes gleamed with an unwavering determination. He opened his voice and called out, deep and heavy, toward the door: "Lin Zhen! I'm here!"

Lin Zhen, who had not yet entered the yard, heard this sad cry and immediately became suspicious.

Under the trembling guidance of the servant, he slowly walked into the courtyard, only to see Song Zhenglin, who looked like Jing Ke possessed, holding a three-foot-long sword with a cold glow in his hand, standing proudly in front of the palace gate, exuding a tragic and heroic aura like "the wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold".

Damn it?

What is going on?

Before he could open his mouth to ask, Song Zhenglin could no longer hold back and started scolding him.

"Lin Zhen! You're a vicious bastard who gave birth to a son without an asshole! Just because I'm neutral, you're going to kill me and bring disaster to my entire family! Fine, come on! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Lin Zhen:?

Is this old man crazy? Why does he start scolding me right away?

Lin Zhen was stunned and quickly bowed, his heart filled with confusion: "Master Song, I haven't offended you before, right? What are you doing?"

Song Zhenglin spat in Lin Zhen's face. "Bah! Stop putting on airs in front of me! Your fight with the Gu family has nothing to do with us, the officials who receive salaries. Isn't it okay for me not to join your fight?"

He snorted coldly, his tone filled with indignation: "Hmph! Let me tell you, my Song family has been around for a hundred years, and we are all loyal and brave. We have never had any cowards. I will go ahead and wait for you in the underworld!"

After Song Zhenglin finished speaking, he raised his hand to wipe his neck.

What the hell!

Don’t worry, brother, I’m here to discuss business!

late.

With Lin Zhen's speed, there was no time to stop him.

However, at this moment when life and death were hanging by a thread, two shrill and anxious cries suddenly rang out from the gate of the courtyard.

"father!!"

"master!!"

When Lin Zhen heard the voice, he turned around and saw Qin and Song Zhenglin's youngest son Song Xuan appear there unexpectedly.

Song Zhenglin's hand froze in mid-air, the sharp sword still embedded in the side of his neck. Blood slowly trickled down the blade, staining his shirt red. His eyes were empty and desperate as he gazed at his wife and children, who were rushing towards him. His voice was filled with endless grief, indignation, and confusion.

"Didn't I tell you to leave? Why did you come back?!"

Song Xuan was only ten years old this year, his face stained with tears as he wept heartbreakingly. He desperately ran toward his father, his small figure stretched out in the sunlight. Each step he took touched the softest part of a person's heart, adding an indescribable touch of tenderness and sorrow to the suffocatingly tense atmosphere.

"Father! Father!"

"Xuan'er doesn't want you to die!! Wuuuuuu..."

The long sword fell heavily on the bluestone slab with a clang, echoing in the empty courtyard. With this crisp sound, Song Zhenglin's legs seemed to lose all strength and he collapsed to the ground.

He hugged his son in pain and also burst into tears.

"You silly child..."

Qin came over and knelt down in front of Lin Zhen with a plop.

"Prince!" Her voice trembled and was full of pleading.

"Hey hey hey! Aunt, what are you doing?" Lin Zhen was so startled by this sudden action that he stepped back repeatedly. After he came to his senses, he reached out to help her, and stretched out his hands hurriedly, but Qin was kneeling very firmly and refused to get up.

"Prince, I beg you, my master has lived an honest life and has never embezzled a single cent from the imperial court. The children in our family are also well-behaved and have never done anything out of line..."

"Madam!" Song Zhenglin shouted, "There's no need to beg such an ambitious person!"

Song Zhenglin glared at Lin Zhen with red eyes and shouted, "Lin Zhen, I have worked diligently for the country and the people for the past 35 years. If you still have a trace of conscience as a Daqian citizen, please spare this boy for the sake of my past achievements. The lives of my husband and me are yours to take!"

Lin Zhen was almost speechless, with a few dark lines appearing on his forehead. He said with a helpless smile: "No... Can you please let me say a word!"

Song Zhenglin snorted coldly: "Humph! I knew you wouldn't agree. Now that things have come to this, there's no point in saying more! Xuan'er, there are no men in my Song family who are afraid of death! A gentleman can be killed, but not humiliated. You go first..."

Before he could finish his words, his face suddenly darkened, as if a dark cloud was looming over him. He struggled to crawl towards the long sword beside him, his fingers trembling but firm as he gripped the hilt, ready to stab his son to death!

What the hell!

Lin Zhen was stunned!

Tiger poison does not eat its seeds.

This old man actually chose to kill his son to save his loyalty. He is so damn stubborn!

"Sir Song, wait a minute!" Lin Zhen roared, then dodged and kicked the sword away.

Snapped--

"Master Song, what are you doing? I never said I wanted to kill you!"

"You won't kill me? Then what are you doing in my house?"

"I'm here to ask for your help."

"Hmph, do you think I would choose to cooperate with your Lin family just because I'm afraid of death? Wishful thinking!"

"I..."

This ancient old scholar is really terrible.

He slit his throat and killed his son!

Oh my God, Lin Zhen felt that his three views were about to be shattered by this old man.

He squatted down and spoke in a soft voice.

"Sir Song, I'm not here to cause trouble. Your Majesty's carriage and horse business is struggling, and now that you've entrusted it to me, I'm completely helpless and have no choice but to shamelessly ask for your help. You've always worked hard for the country of Daqian. You can't just sit there and watch your Majesty's business lose money day by day and get anxious and angry, right?"