bestfiction Chapter 858 Ruier, open the door quickly, we've come to find you.
Chapter 858 Ruier, open the door quickly, we've come to find you.
"What a bizarre experience!" Song Qijin realized, and with a deep sense of shock, managed to squeeze out just those two words.
"I rely on!"
He suddenly burst into laughter, grabbing Song Dujuan's shoulder: "We're rich! Our Song family is rich! Either she'll be the Princess Zhenguo, or she'll be Song Ruier. One will be a favorite of the Emperor, and the other will become a high-ranking official. What do we have to worry about or be afraid of?"
Song Dujuan was still pondering what the stranger had said earlier.
“What that brother said earlier is right. We can’t afford to offend Princess Zhenguo right now. It would be safer to go to Song Ruier. A person who is about to be appointed to an official position is most afraid of his hometown people. If his relatives say bad things about him, his reputation will be affected. We can use this to restrain him.”
“Well, since we can’t see Qiao Lian’er anyway, why not get on the good side of things by establishing a relationship with Song Rui’er first, so we can have a backup plan, and then get more benefits from Qiao Lian’er. That way, our Song family can continue to rise to prominence.” Song Qijin thought he was very clever, nodding as he spoke.
The two returned to the courtyard house first.
When Song Dujuan recounted the story, the Song family was deeply shocked.
The first person to appear and help them turned out to be Song Ruier, who had disappeared for several years. He didn't genuinely want to help them; he just wanted to get rid of them as a burden.
Immediately, anger welled up in their hearts.
"That brat is no good at all. He's our son, the heir of the Song family. He should be more united with us and help us, but instead he wants to get rid of us. He's a heartless bastard!" Song Guangtian cursed.
That's what the Song family all thinks.
Song Guangdi chimed in, "This brat passed three exams in a row, but didn't even write a letter home to share the good news. He wants to enjoy the benefits all by himself. He even changed his surname and name. Isn't he just afraid we'll come knocking on his door one day? How despicable, truly despicable."
The Song family members cursed and swore, their spittle filling the courtyard.
They resented Song Ruier more than Qiao Lian'er.
Firstly, given Qiao Lian'er's current status, they dared not offend her too much. Secondly, she had long since returned to the Qiao family, and everyone in the village tacitly accepted her as a member of the Qiao family. Another important reason was that Song Rui'er was just starting out, and they could easily pull him down, destroying all his previous efforts and hard work, so they acted with impunity.
Song Fusheng lit his pipe again and puffed on it.
“How unfilial! He is truly unfilial. My elder brother only has this one grandson, who is practically my own grandson. I am his grandfather, yet he doesn’t even want to care about us. He treats us like outsiders and makes a fool of us.”
Song Fusheng slapped his thigh, coughing from the choking sensation, his face and neck turning red.
Considering Qiao Lian'er's status as a princess who protects the country, coupled with the fiefdom and army she possesses, it seems as if there are several mountains between them.
However, they did not have this psychological pressure when facing Song Ruier.
"Grandpa, what should we do now?" asked Song Qimu, the second son of the eldest son's family.
"Hmph, what can we do?" Song Fusheng sneered.
"If we can't see Princess Zhenguo now, won't we at least see Song Ruier?"
"The imperial examination is in half a month. If he doesn't take responsibility for us, we'll make sure he can't even take the exam."
Song Fusheng stood up: "Let's go, let's go see Song Ruier as a family."
As soon as they stepped out, a large group of soldiers arrived at the gate and surrounded them.
"Lord Ji has instructed that since you do not have any proof of kinship, you cannot stay here. Please move out now."
The Song family's expressions changed.
“Why can’t we stay? We are relatives of Princess Zhenguo, and this old man is her great-uncle, her grandfather’s younger brother,” Song Guangtian protested.
"Words are no proof. Has Princess Zhenguo recognized you as relatives? This is the government's property. There's no reason for us to stay here for free. Let's go, let's go, let's leave now."
"Otherwise, we will have to take coercive measures."
Zhou's knees buckled, and she knelt down, reaching out to grab the soldier's trouser leg.
"Sir, please have mercy! We are new to the capital and don't know anyone here. If you kick us out, where will we stay?"
"Where you live is your business," the soldier said impatiently, lifting his leg and causing Zhou to fall to the ground.
In any case, Lord Ji already understands Princess Zhenguo's meaning and will not give this family a friendly look.
Whether they are relatives or not, the opinion of the Princess Zhenguo is the most important.
The Song family members tried to kneel down and beg for mercy again, but the soldiers suddenly drew their swords, and they were all terrified and turned pale.
In this situation, you have no choice but to leave, even if you don't want to.
They had never stayed in such a nice courtyard before, but after only a few days they were kicked out. The men looked resentful, and the women sobbed.
They didn't bring much, but the courtyard had many exquisite ornaments and warm mattresses.
Just as Song Qijin's wife, Wei, was stuffing a vase into her bosom, a soldier lashed out with a whip, striking her hand hard.
"Aww, aww aww aww!" Wei jumped around with her arms crossed.
"Take away anything that doesn't belong to you, not even a single leaf. Otherwise, you will be charged with theft."
As a result, the Song family dared not act recklessly.
They left the courtyard house carrying their tattered clothes and quilts, their faces full of worry.
The heavy door closed behind us and was secured with a heavy padlock.
Several soldiers remained behind to guard them, keeping a watchful eye on them.
This courtyard house is completely irrelevant to them now.
Fortunately, knowing about Song Ruier's existence and obtaining her address, they still had a place to stay.
After receiving Ji Changsheng's silver notes, Song Ruier rented a small courtyard to live in.
He is already proficient in writing with his left hand, but his right hand is bare, as if something is missing.
He went to a shop that specializes in prosthetics and had a finely crafted iron claw right hand fitted.
Song Ruier moved the prosthetic hand; the iron gleamed with a chilling light in the sunlight, seemingly exuding some kind of murderous intent.
Compared to her original right hand, Song Ruier actually felt it was better.
He squinted and watched for a while.
How I wish I could use these iron claws to kill the entire Qiao family.
As if remembering something, he frowned again.
The Song family lost their kinship certificate, and Qiao Lian'er didn't show up, so the whole family made no progress.
As for how the documents were lost, Song Ruier believed that no one but Qiao Lian'er could have done it, since the Song family treasured them like precious gems.
He had a bit of a headache, and he tapped his forehead with his iron claw fingers, letting out a long breath.
Mu Tai wrote a letter saying that he was looking for extraordinary people who could deal with Qiao Lian'er, because conventional methods would not work.
A commotion arose at the door, and someone called out, "Rui'er, is Rui'er home? Open the door quickly, we've come looking for you."