"Seventh brother, when did you trust me?" Song Hui didn't think highly of Song Zining either.
But Qianye obviously didn't think so, frowned and wanted to refute, but Song Hui said, "Master Xiaoye, why do you dislike him so much?"
Rao Qianye is now leading the army, and his own combat power is rare. When he heard the word Xiaoye, his eyes were still dark and he almost fell down.
"Song Hui!!" Qianye squeezed out her name word by word from between her teeth.
"Here!" Song Hui stood up straight, as if she couldn't be more obedient, but seeing her sticking out her tongue, she knew she wasn't afraid at all.
Qianye felt a headache deeply, rubbed his forehead, and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"I'll be your maid!"
"I do not need."
"You always need battleships and troops, especially officers and staff."
"of course."
"So you need maids, like me."
Qianye's face sank, and he said, "Get to the point."
Song Hui wasn't afraid at all, and said, "I didn't come here empty-handed."
Qianye looked at her and saw that she was dressed as a maid and didn't even have a bag, so how could she hold anything. All over the body, it seems that the place where things can be hidden is the chest, but there are really many things that can be hidden there.
When Song Hui saw her, she puffed her chest out and said, "Do you want to do a body search?"
Qianye snorted and said, "Be serious."
"You didn't treat me like that back then." Song Hui pursed her lips, as if she was about to cry, but seeing that Qianye didn't move at all, she was ready to send people out, so she put away her joke and said : "I really brought the battleship here this time. There are not many people, but they are all officers."
Qianye glanced at her suspiciously, and seeing that her face turned serious, he continued the conversation. What Song Hui said was right. This time she came, the Fangtou and the Sixth House where she was located were united, and they actually got a high-speed destroyer. In addition, they also assembled a corps of officers, about a hundred people, led by Song Hui, Let's go to Yonglu together, and come to vote for Qianye.
"Is this what Zi Ning means?"
"It has nothing to do with him." After talking about the business, Song Hui saw that Qianye's expression softened, and jumped up again, "If you must thank me, then thank me!"
Qianye smiled and said: "It seems that I really have to accept you as a maid?"
"Of course."
Song Hui knows more than making tea, the advantage of being in the Song Clan is that she can learn anything she wants. She herself is also on the verge of breaking through to a warrior, her cultivation base is good, she has never used medicine, and her foundation is quite solid. In addition, she has learned a lot and dabbled in everything, at least being a staff officer is no problem.
Sure enough, the Song clan had a big family and a big business. Two of them took out some private property and bought a destroyer. This is not an old model, but the main force that has served in the military for just ten years. The person who planned this matter was also very attentive, knowing that Qianye had no shortage of soldiers, but the most lacking of the mercenary regiment under reconstruction was middle-level backbone officers. Therefore, all they sent were school-level officers, which immediately stiffened Dark Fire's back a lot.
It was really hard for Qianye to refuse these two gifts.
Recalling the past, Qianye asked, "How is the situation of the Song Clan now?"
Song Hui snorted, and said: "Of course it's not good. Even if you had such a fight with Brother Seven, some people just don't have a long memory. A family split. The old man is also a failure. Once the old ancestor left, he couldn't do anything well. He refused to even do such an obvious thing as letting the seventh brother be the lord. The old ancestor was really blind back then. , choose him as the writer."
Qianye sighed, and said: "This is about giving up my seat, and no one will be happy if it is changed."
Song Huidao: "Whether Gao is happy or not, when will he score? The old man will not let go of his position. Now that he is fine, the Song Clan is in his position, and he has left his name in history."
Qianye was startled when he heard that, "Reduce the valve?"
"It hasn't been finalized yet, but the news has already spread. It's not surprising. It will happen sooner or later. In the past few years, it was all supported by the ancestors. Now that the ancestors are gone, those old things won't let Brother Seven take over. What can we do if we don’t demote the clan? I heard that the King of Qingyang has already made an announcement that he intends to cut down the clan of the Song Dynasty, and it is said that the wording in it is very strict.”
Qianye sighed and said, "If I knew today, why bother?"
If Song Zining took over as the boss, with Zhang Boqian's personality, he would show some respect, and give him a few years to see the effect of the rectification. With Song Zining's talents, as long as he is in power, he will not be bad. There is still some hope for him to keep his position as a powerful man. It's just that all the elders of the Song Clan, including Song Zhongnian, fantasized that they would not give Song Zining power and title, but at the same time use his affection to make King Qingyang hold his hand high. This dream is beautiful, but how is it possible
Song Hui sneered and said: "There are still some people in the elders' meeting who feel that they are related to King Qingyang. How affectionate is an old face, and they actually went to Qingyang Prince's mansion to reminisce about the old days. They wanted King Qingyang to honor him and accepted the memorial."
"This person is really..." Qianye was very speechless, and really didn't know what the heads of the elders of the Song Clan were filled with. King Qingyang raised the idea of lowering the clan, what a big deal it is, how can it be a joke? Asking King Qingyang to withdraw the memorial himself is no different from slapping himself.
"What happened next?" Qianye asked.
"What else can there be? He didn't even see King Qingyang, so he was taken down by the guards in the mansion, his legs were broken, and he was thrown outside the gate. King Qingyang also sent a message, if it wasn't for him The Song Clan is still one of the four Clans, and the crime of disrespect is enough to be executed."
Qianye sighed, Zhang Boqian didn't act much after Mrs. An Guogong's death, but he didn't expect to be completely merciless this time. Is it concluded that valve reduction is a foregone conclusion? But after thinking about it, with the honor of the king of heaven, how can we bother so much if we want to suppress a family that doesn't even have a direct descendant of a god general
"What is the Song Clan going to do now?"
"When disaster strikes, what else can we do?" Song Hui sneered, "This is great, and those who want to separate their families have more reasons. They are having a lot of trouble now, and they are all aiming at the common property of the clan."
"How do you plan to divide the public property of the clan?" The Song Clan is famous for being rich, and the public property of the clan is an extremely large number. Now, if the family is reduced from a powerful family to a top-ranking family, the land and private army will shrink, and they will not be able to protect so many public properties, and some of them will always have to be distributed.
But thinking about it, with Song Zhongnian's temperament, he didn't want to let go of a piece of public property. The strength of the long house is completely insufficient to preserve such a large interest, and it is estimated that there will be another battle at that time.
Song Hui glanced at Qianye and said, "Why, are you also interested in public property?"
Qianye pointed out the window and said calmly: "There is a whole continent waiting for me, do you think I will be interested?"
"Actually, you should be interested and have the opportunity to intervene. Do you want to see so many industries fall into the hands of a group of villains?"
Seeing Song Hui's unexpected seriousness, Qianye said, "Shouldn't this be something Zining has to consider?"
"Brother Seven has too many things to think about, and it's inevitable that there are some incomprehensions. And he doesn't know what's going on inside the Song Clan, even if he knows, he can't control it."
Hearing this, Qianye sighed slightly, the building was about to collapse, and all monsters and monsters jumped out.
Song Hui suddenly remembered something, and said, "If you like Song Ziyan or that little girl Yun Qing, you have to hurry up. Their two elders are crazy now, selling everywhere, trying to marry them off."
Qianye understood immediately, "Marriage?"
"Yeah, otherwise, with the abilities of those two rooms, what can they do? As long as they can help, they won't care about their names. So if you come forward, you can take both of them, and when A concubine is raising it."
"Is that okay?" Qianye was taken aback. Leaving Song Yunqing aside, Song Ziyan is a noble daughter from the direct branch, and giving it away as a concubine would be a disgrace to the entire Song Clan. But when he thought about it again, as far as the virtues of those guys from the Presbyterian Church were concerned, the Song Clan would be gone, and no one cared about the embarrassment.
Qianye sighed secretly, and said to Song Hui: "Whatever you want to say, just say it."
Song Hui straightened her body, and said seriously: "Actually, I just want to let you know that if you accept me, you can still have a warship, an officer corps, and the support of various industries. What the two of them can give you are women, what else? nothing."
Qianye was drinking water and almost spit it out in one gulp. He hurriedly said, "Wait, when did I say I'm going to take you?"
Song Hui smiled sweetly, leaned over, and said, "But you think I'm not good at kung fu? It's okay, people can learn it! I'm so smart, I can learn everything at once."
Qianye said: "If you keep doing this, I will really kick you out. With you by my side, the image I have worked so hard to build will be completely ruined."
Song Hui put away her charm, and said: "Then let's talk about the business first, and then talk about taking over the house. The business is..."
Qianye cut off her words, and said honestly, "Just talk about business."
Song Hui snorted, and didn't make any more fuss this time, "We, the two of us, are ready to support you with all our strength, and this time we have spent our money. The most important one is me."
Qianye nodded in agreement. A battleship is just icing on the cake, dispensable. It is extremely difficult to come across a ghost like Song Hui. Now Qianye has not figured out how to use her, but this is not a problem. The dark fire has just started to expand, and there is only a small shortage of talents.
Seeing Qianye's approval, Song Hui continued: "Sooner or later, the old man will not be able to hold on to the situation. He knows that he can't swallow so much public property, but I guess he can last a year anyway. This year is our opportunity. I I will do my best to help you, but you must also get our share of the income according to the share we have contributed at this moment. In addition, you should try your best to save some savings until the old man can't support it and sell public property on a large scale , we join forces with Seventh Brother to eat the most valuable part of the public property, what do you think?"
Qianye said: "You want to rebuild the Song Clan? The ambition is not small."
Song Huidao: "It's not me, it's Seventh Brother. He is the best candidate for the new Song clan leader."
Qianye's heart moved when he heard this, and he began to think seriously.