Amidst the noise, an elder who was born in the long house, relying on Song Zining's relationship with Song Zining, leaned forward and asked, "Why? There is no news about the old man, King Qingyang?"
This elder is over seventy years old, almost twenty years older than Zhang Boqian, but he keeps saying that he is the old man of King Qingyang, and he doesn't know what Zhang Boqian will think when he hears it in person.
However, Song Zining ended up talking about that. Not all members of the Presbyterian Church were present today, like Song Zhongxing, who never showed up once, and there were many side branches who did not have seats. He spread the news just as a last resort. How a person responds is none of his business.
Song Zining said calmly: "I am no longer a member of the Song Clan, so it is inconvenient to meddle in this matter."
The elder was quick-witted, he was stunned for a moment, he was blessed instantly, and shouted: "That's it! If the Seventh Young Master is the Patriarch, King Qingyang will not make trouble, just like when the old ancestor was here!"
Most of the guests present were shocked. They stayed in Wendao Manor to this day. Could it be that their family or power is inextricably related to the Song Clan, and many people have a account in their hearts. They are not as dull as the elders of the Song Clan, or they are deceiving themselves. The movements of King Qingyang are one of the things they are most concerned about. They have also heard some rumors and made some judgments.
Looking at the elders of the Song Clan who are about to drive Song Zining away, for some guests, they have let go of a matter that may need to be dealt with seriously in the future, but they feel that they are in a delicate mood. .
At this time, more than half of the elders of the Song Clan were still whispering to each other anxiously, and the rest were silent, or looked away, or pretended to be contemplative, as if they didn't hear this sentence.
Song Zining had already said what he said, he didn't care about the reaction of the elders, and said to Qianye: "I don't have anything to do here, go find a place to drink, if I don't get drunk today, I won't return!"
"Just your drinking capacity." Qianye's disdain was beyond words.
"This young master is both good at drinking and sex, what's wrong!" Song Zining immediately shuddered.
"I think back in the days of Huangquan..."
Seeing that Qianye was going to expose the scars of the year, Song Zining hurriedly interrupted, stretching out his hand to grab, wishing to crush Qianye to death.
The two laughed and laughed all the way, and flew away, leaving a long wake of the original force behind them, each with its own scenery.
Qianye's crimson gold shone like the morning sun, which was the morning light that had long been famous in the empire. But behind Song Zining is unpredictable, from the starry sky to the landmass, and then to the city streets, pedestrians, chickens and dogs go their own way, evolving on their own, lifelike.
The crowd had never seen such a scene before, and they felt puzzled, and seemed to have some feelings. Finally, someone shouted: "This is the prosperity of the world!"
The Prosperity of the World and the Awakening of the Dawn are both one of the three top Dawn Forces. It is difficult to comment on their power, but they are even rarer. The conditions for their cultivation are also extremely harsh, or there is no path that is sure to achieve great success.
No one thought that Song Zining would actually become prosperous in the world. His talent is actually better than what everyone thought, from this point of view, he might be a heavenly king.
All the powerful secret methods, the higher you go, the more you pay attention to your mind. Due to Song Zining's temperament problem, there have always been different opinions on his qualifications, but now that the prosperity of the world is in front of him, no amount of flaws can prevent him from breaking through the barrier of God.
He has always been known for his military strategy and ingenuity, and he has profound attainments in celestial skills. As long as he becomes a god general, he will take over the position of the Duke of the country and become the leader of a clan. Even if Song Zining hadn't reached such a high level now, it wouldn't be a problem to rise to the top a few years ago. King Qingyang's attitude can actually reflect the attitude of those big figures in the upper echelons of the empire who cherish talents.
It's just that the first few years will be more difficult, but if Song Zining can maintain the upward momentum, by then, the few high-ranking families who want to be promoted will probably weigh the gains and losses carefully, and it is still very likely to seek common prosperity instead of replacing them. After all, there is never a fixed number of seats for imperial valves.
It is inconceivable that such a peerless talent was kicked out by the elders of the Song Clan. In the minds of many guests, they were already recalculating the alliance with each house in the Song Clan. After all, an ally is too stupid to be a good thing. It's not impossible to bear with them, so let's take more benefits and make yourself comfortable.
But a very few guests thought of another thing. Could it be that the rumors that the Song clan wanted to downgrade themselves to protect their core interests were not groundless? This is not very favorable. With the thousand-year history of the empire, it is not uncommon for aristocratic families to be degraded.
However, is Song Zining a branch or a main branch
In front of the study window, Song Zhongnian stood by the window, watching the two trails of the original force that were gradually drifting away, he took half a step forward, but then retracted.
The old butler was a little impatient, and said: "Master, if you don't chase after me, it will be too late!"
Song Zhongnian meditated and remained silent until the two trails of original force disappeared into the sky, Fang said: "Now the Elders Council has been severely injured and its reputation has been greatly damaged. The situation is beyond control. I will be able to rectify the situation after careful planning."
The old butler sighed inwardly, and couldn't persuade him any more.
At this moment, an attendant rushed over and hurriedly said: "Patriarch, something is wrong! Elder Lu Taishang left suddenly, so I left this letter for you. We can't persuade him!"
Song Zhongnian's face changed drastically, he hurriedly took the letter, opened it, and there were eight large characters on it: I will not go to the inn, the atmosphere is smoky. Other than that, no more words.
Song Zhongnian snorted, and there was anger in his heart. This Supreme Elder doesn't usually attend the Presbyterian Meeting, so that's all. There is a mess in the Presbyterian Church these days, and he doesn't show up. Otherwise, with his support, Song Zhongnian wouldn't be so embarrassed.
Now after Song Zining made a fuss, Elder Lu unexpectedly left, and with the letter left behind, it was clear that he was dissatisfied with Song Zhongnian.
Song Zhongnian said slowly: "What are you panicking about? Don't I, the Song Clan, still have a Supreme Elder? Elder Lu ran away at such a critical moment, disregarding my Song Clan's safety. What is there to keep in doing this? It's a waste of my Song Clan I have been enshrined for so many years, it is really inhumane!"
The people below dare not interface. However, Lu Lao had a respected status in the Song Dynasty, but he didn't ask for much, and he didn't ask for anything when he left this time. It is equivalent to spending some food and clothing in the Song Dynasty for so many years, so what are you talking about
Song Zhongnian regained his composure, and said again: "Send people quickly to rescue the elders. You must take care of the elders' injuries, understand?"
"Yes, Patriarch!" The attendant and the old butler both took the order and left.
At this moment, Song Zhongnian was at peace, and continued to silently calculate the gains and losses of the situation in his heart.
At this time, a floating airship in the distance crossed the sky. Song Zhongnian was stunned when he saw it, and recognized that it was the airship that Song Zining was riding on. The airship flew higher and higher, gradually disappearing into the sky.
Song Zhongnian sighed, but his legs still did not move. If you move the airship, you will save travel. Even if you leave Qin Lu directly, even if you want to chase him at this moment, it will be too late.
On the floating boat, Song Zining and Qianye sat facing each other. Qianye had a calm demeanor, but Song Zining was in a low mood, turning the wine glass in his palm, and refused to drink.
"Do you still want to get the valve owner back?"
Song Zining smiled wryly: "What else is there to think about, not to mention those elders, even grandpa doesn't want me to sit in that seat. He didn't show up until the end. I'm just a junior who jumps on the bridge to disrupt the situation, and is of no use."
"You Song Clan elders are really impressive." Qianye thought for a while, and said, "No wonder when the ancestors were here, they heard that they had the idea of passing the throne from generation to generation."
Song Zining also sighed, and said, "Didn't you realize that I, the Song Clan, are different from other clans? The elders are all from my grandfather's generation, and there are almost no middle-aged and young people except for the seats next to the concubines like Uncle Tu Jiu. Even Song Zicheng is a member of the Song family." The number one heir announced to the public can only occasionally attend to some trivial matters. Passing the throne from generation to generation? It's not easy."
Qianye frowned and said: "The corpse sits on a vegetarian diet, and loves power. Doesn't anyone want to innovate?"
"Every matter of the Song Clan is decided by the Elders' Council. One person, one vote, regardless of superiority or inferiority. Even the lord can only veto a few times a year. In the Elders' Council, the direct descendants account for 80% of the seats, and the vassals share 20%. , this is the rule of predecessors.”
This is indeed different from other clan elders' conferences, the patriarch's resolutions, and the routine handling of permanent institutions. It is rare for Song Clan elders meetings to be held frequently, and the matters discussed are trivial. Take the deployment of bloody battles and the expansion of the private army as examples. This kind of family and country affairs are within the scope of public discussion in which family, and it is inevitable that the parties will fight against differences and the interests will be balanced, but the family head holds the final decision-making power. Otherwise, Zhao Jundu would never have entered the Iron Curtain.
Qianye wondered: "This collegiality, does it mean that two Song Clan elders are greater than one general?"
Song Zining was originally in a gloomy mood, but he couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the words, "Yes, everyone is equal in collegial voting." He then sighed: "The root cause is that my descendants have always been difficult because of the bloodline of the Song clan. It’s just to keep the status of the main family’s inheritance.”
Qianye was startled, but did not speak. Under this system, even if a genius is born in the collateral branch, at the level of family discussions, the right to speak is still restricted to that seat. In order to fill those positions, the direct descendants have people with incompatible talents who will be in the position. Once he tasted the taste of power, he would not be willing to let go even to his father, son and grandchildren.
"Subsidiaries of the sidelines are more capable and will separate their families. Those who cannot get a seat in the direct lineage will find their own way out, or if they think that the seat is not enough, they will inevitably buy some private property outside. In the name of the lord, the actual relationship is not satisfactory, and it can be regarded as an alliance of interests. It looks like a bunch of flowers."
"So Gexin and others are taking their money?"
Song Zining said in a low voice: "If you want to completely reform, I'm afraid... you will have to kill a lot of people."
"The elders are so not afraid of death? It doesn't look like it!"
"I'm used to it, I'm used to it. There are never many people who want to take advantage of it." Song Zining looked down at his hands, and suddenly sneered, "I'm not afraid of blood from my blood relatives, but some people are afraid, terribly afraid."
"Then you just watched them dismantle the Song Clan?"
"I have already let go. Although there will definitely be people who will take the risk, there will be people who will give me face. There will be fewer people who go out and rob, and the family's public property can always be preserved. After His Royal Highness King Qingyang made trouble, It is no accident that the Song Clan will be downgraded and fall into the ranks of the aristocratic family. After this difficulty, I hope that the next Patriarch of the Song Clan in Gaoling will realize his shame and be brave, and rectify the family style."
"The next Patriarch? Which one?" Qianye didn't think there were any outstanding talents among the Song Clan's generations who could bring the Song Clan out of the predicament.
"There will always be someone." Song Zining said in a low voice, "Since the empire has lasted for a thousand years, the rise and fall of the clan is as common as the rising and setting of the sun. Some branches are uprooted, and new shoots are kept while the main trunk is kept. , looking for gaps and reappearing vitality."
It seemed that Song Zining was not optimistic about the future of the Song Clan either, Qianye felt a heavy heart when he heard it, and asked, "What will you do next?"
Speaking of this, Song Zining stretched his waist, relaxed his whole body, and said, "I, of course, go to a neutral place and manage our territory well. After I have rectified the dark fire, we will create another one of our own." The fleet can go to Yonglu to make a foothold and develop slowly."
Yonglu is somewhat similar to Yongye, with a remote location, poor resources, extremely complex terrain, and constant natural disasters. For the Empire and Yongye, Yonglu is tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to abandon it. Both sides are unwilling to invest heavy troops here, but they are also unwilling to give up.
Therefore, the empire has supported many small human nations here in the dark, and in Yongye, exiled or lost tribes often come here to seek a living space.
In contrast, the environment in Yonglu is not as harsh as the neutral land, and ordinary people can barely survive, but their life expectancy will be shortened.
Song Zining was planning to occupy a side on Yong Continent and become king immediately.
"Yonglu? Isn't it a neutral place? At least we still have Beilu."
Song Zining shook his head, "The environment in the neutral land is too harsh, and the Northland is actually not conducive to the survival of ordinary people. If you want long-term development, a large population is very important as the cornerstone. And the most important point is that the neutral land has the Blood Throne. And Yong Lu has a high-ranking god who is about to end."
Heavenly King Maharaja naturally looks down on Yonglu, as long as it doesn't affect the overall balance of the faction, no one will pay attention to it even if it accounts for half of it. However, if it develops too fast in the neutral land, it will attract the intervention of the Blood Throne at any time. Even Zhang Buzhou, who claims to be not afraid of the Blood Throne, doesn't really have many territories directly under him.
Qianye knew that Song Zining's army was powerful, so he said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
At this time, the airship had left Qin Lu, ascended into the void, and flew towards the neutral land.
"Stop at the edge of the East China Sea." Qianye said suddenly.
"Why?"
"I... still want to see Yetong."
Song Zining nodded, "I see, you should go see her. How about this, go to Nanqing City first, and after you put me down, you can go see her again."
"Isn't this a circle?" Qianye was a little surprised.
Song Zining looked a little unnatural, and said, "Well, it's nothing, I have something urgent to do in Nanqingcheng."
This lie is really out of standard, even Qianye can see it as an excuse at a glance. Song Zining had no choice but to say, "She probably doesn't want to see me, so I'd better not see her."
"Why would she not want to see you?" Qianye was even more surprised. Dang Datong and Song Zining had a good relationship, but without his plan, it would not have been so easy for Yetong to leave Yongye for the first time.
Song Zining just said: "Later, I was very opposed to you continuing."
Qianye was stunned for a moment before realizing, "How would she know this?"
Song Zining shook his head, "She has great powers now, maybe she will know."
Although Qianye was still a little puzzled, Song Zining just refused to see Yetong. However, it is not realistic to go around Nanqing. The airship does not carry that much fuel at all, and there is no safe supply point nearby. Besides, Qianye had just obtained the title of City Lord Tingchao from Zhang Buzhou before he left, who knows if there will be any problems landing in an unfamiliar city. In the end, the airship had to be parked farther away, and then Qianye went to see Yetong alone.
Seeing Donghai in sight, Song Zining seemed to remember, and asked, "Why did you see her this time?"
Qianye was silent for a moment, then said, "I just want to see her."
Song Zining nodded, expressing his understanding.
The airship came to the edge of the East China Sea, slowly descended, and stopped at the outer edge. Song Zining sent Qianye off the airship and said, "I'll wait for you here, come back early."
For some reason, Qianye always felt that Song Zining was a bit weird, but thought that he had just experienced a farce from the Song Clan, and his mood had not calmed down, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Qianye turned around, and just as he was walking towards the edge of the landmass, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and he instinctively turned around and rushed towards Song Zining.