After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 37

It takes a lot of hot water to bathe seven or eight people. Fortunately, Zhuangzi has always prepared it, so I prepared it for Duan Lingyao and Song Sijin first.

Duan Lingyao doesn't like to be served by others, but prefers to be accompanied by Song Sijin.

Although they were eager in their hearts, they had to be impatient, and finally cleaned up each other, and it had been a long time.

Song Sijin wanted to sneak out after changing his clothes, but Duan Lingyao grabbed him by the corner of his clothes and dragged him back.

"My hair is not dry, where do you want to go?"

Song Sijin shook his head in embarrassment: "If I don't go anywhere, I just came back and want to go around."

Duan Lingyao stuck to him: "I'll be with you."

With Duan Lingyao sticking to her, it would be difficult for Song Sijin to go straight to the destination. If Duan Lingyao bumped into the scene where his mother was guarded, he might not know what would happen next.

At this time, the following carriage also came out of the mud to Zhuangzi, and Duan Lingyao and others unceremoniously occupied the best room again.

Song Sijin is very familiar with this place. From the residence, he took Duan Lingyao to see it. In fact, there is nothing to see. Zhuangzi was born to collect crops and process them. Most of them are workshops.

And now the weather is getting colder, and the scenery is getting more and more bleak. Although the overall temperature in Changxi City is high, even in winter, the trees will not be all bare, but there is nothing to see if you look too much.

But Duan Lingyao was quite interested, pointing to a place from time to time and asking Song Sijin what he was doing.

When passing by the big pond that is said to bloom a lot of lotus in summer, Song Sijin quickened his pace and tried to go around it.

Duan Lingyao asked with a smile: "By the way, why is brother Jin so afraid of water? Is it natural?"

Song Sijin hesitated for a while: "Yes."

Duan Lingyao: "Wow, that doesn't seem to be natural, let's talk about what's going on."

He pestered Song Sijin relentlessly, forcing Song Sijin to tell the truth, but Song Sijin was very embarrassed.

There are two reasons for his fear of water. One is that he saved people from drowning in his previous life, and the pain of drowning has been lingering. Originally, he didn’t remember very clearly after his reincarnation, so he didn’t get scared when he saw the deep water like he is now.

But he later raised a puppy, which was thrown into the pond and drowned.

The hidden painful memories followed, so that as long as he saw the water surface where he could not see the bottom at a glance, he couldn't help being afraid.

The first reason is hard to say, Song Sijin only said the second.

After listening, Duan Lingyao didn't respond, but asked who threw it.

Song Sijin said, "Third young master."

It was when he was 13 years old, the first time he saw his brother who was related by blood.

Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be here, Song Sijin was about to take Duan Lingyao to see other places, the third young master Song Siqiong was pointed out by the butler, and entertained the distinguished guests with a bitter face.

Duan Lingyao smiled when he saw him, "I heard that before I came to Changxi City, the third son of Song's leg was broken and he was injured for a hundred days. How come now?" Still not healed? Look...it looks like a fresh injury."

Song Siqiong forced a smile: "No, no, it's just that Yudi accidentally fell down again a while ago."

Duan Lingyao exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Why are you so stupid, you are worthy of being a fool!"

Song Siqiong smiled awkwardly, almost distorted.He was also a young master who was spoiled and spoiled. Few people would mock him like this since he was a child, and the young master could hardly suppress his temper for a moment.

Although he didn't show it on the surface, Song Siqiong was very wronged and angry in his heart. Unfortunately, he was facing Duan Lingyao, so he had to endure no matter how wronged he was.

Song Siqiong dragged a broken leg and accompanied Duan Lingyao wandering around the village.

Taking advantage of Duan Lingyao's time to relieve himself, Song Siqiong couldn't hold back his anger any longer, grabbed Song Sijin by the collar and pressed him against the wall.

Song Sijin struggled subconsciously, and the third young master, who was already unsteady, fell to the ground with an ouch, and he slammed his cane hard in anger and hatred, cursing at Song Sijin: "Bitch, did you do it on purpose? "

Song Sijin frowned: "I didn't touch you, you fell yourself."

Song Siqiong stretched out his hand to him: "Hurry up and help this young master up."

Song Sijin stood there, unwilling to move. To be honest, although he had long since ceased to regard Song Siqiong as his younger brother, he was still a little sad and angry when he was scolded so unscrupulously.

Song Sijin deliberately frightened him: "I don't want to talk to you anymore, you can receive the young master yourself."

Song Siqiong was indeed choked by his fright, but soon he remembered that Song Sijin couldn't resist himself at all.

So Song Siqiong sneered, stood up with a cane and said, "Song Sijin, don't take yourself too seriously, a lowly son of a maid who thinks it's great to be a fiancé to the young master? Be careful Died on someone's bed before the Chinese New Year. Also, don't forget that your lowly maid is in our hands."

Song Sijin froze.

Previously, he only knew that Song Siqiong was sent away, but he didn't know that he was sent to the Zhuangzi of Xing'er Village. He already thought that he and his mother were not pleasing to the eye. After these few months...

Song Sijin didn't care about anything anymore, and turned around to run to the courtyard where her mother lived.

Song Siqiong let out a triumphant laugh behind him: "Idiot, how could you still ask your mother to stay here, don't be naive."

"You!" Song Sijin turned back angrily, it was rare to show such obvious emotions, he strode back and pulled Song Siqiong up, "If you want me to do something, don't hurt my mother, or I won't do it! "

Song Siqiong raised his face, gritted his teeth viciously, and was also very angry: "Then don't think about it, why did the little prince come here? Did you instigate it? Bastard, if it wasn't because of you , my legs are not..."

If it wasn't for the sudden arrival of the young master, Song Siqiong wouldn't really have to break a leg, and according to the housekeeper, the young master suddenly told Master Song that he wanted to come to Zhuangzi just before leaving.

Thinking of this, Song Siqiong was furious, wishing he could beat Song Sijin hard to vent his anger.

Song Sijin frowned: "It's not me." Although he was looking forward to coming back, he really wasn't the one who suggested it at first.

But Song Siqiong made it clear that he didn't believe it. He lowered his voice and threatened Song Sijin to take the young man away quickly, lest the young man fall in love with his handsome self.

Song Sijin lowered his head and responded sullenly, feeling very uncomfortable, Song Siqiong was relieved to see him like this.

After a while, Duan Lingyao came back, seeing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, he asked with a smile, "What's the matter, brother Yu is covered in dirt."

Song Siqiong said with a flattering smile, "I accidentally fell and made the young man worry."

Duan Lingyao said: "I'm not worried, I'm afraid that the dirt on your body will dirty my brother Jin."

After finishing speaking, Duan Lingyao hugged Song Sijin's arm again, and asked him to take him for a walk.

Song Sijin's heart was blocked and uncomfortable, but he still responded in a low voice.

Seeing the title and attitude of the young master towards Song Sijin, Song Siqiong was secretly startled. Why is the young master so close to his cheap brother, or is the rumor from the outside world wrong?

But soon he had no time to think about it.

Duan Lingyao was lively, dragging Song Sijin to jump left and right and run around. Song Siqiong chased him with difficulty on crutches. After a while, his face was pale and sweaty.

Song Siqiong couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to say to the brother he didn't want to admit: "Hey, come and help me."

Song Sijin pretended not to hear.

Song Siqiong followed closely and hit him on the calf with a cane: "Hey, did you hear that!"

Duan Lingyao was watching a plow truck curiously. Song Sijin pursed his lips and walked towards Duan Lingyao. Song Siqiong didn't dare to make too much noise, so he could only stare at him fiercely.

It went on like this until the evening, when Song Siqiong was about to lose half his life, he couldn't bear it any longer, and was about to find an excuse to go back to rest, but a servant suddenly came to call him: "Third Young Master, there are a lot of people coming from the back door. I want you to give justice to the presiding officer!"

Song Siqiong asked in surprise, "What?"

The servant talked and gestured, Song Siqiong finally understood what happened, it turned out that Song Sijin was to blame!

It just so happened that several people had already walked near the back door, so they simply went there together.

I saw twenty or so adult men and women standing at the door, and a few children crying loudly. The leader was the village chief's family, clamoring to ask Fool Song to come out and apologize.

As we all know, Song Fool's status in the Song family is not as good as the chief steward here, and the chief steward is from Xing'er Village, who is related to the village chief.Although Mr. Song is an official, this village is located in a remote place, so Mr. Song doesn't take much care of it. There are many people in the village, and everyone in the village should be more polite when united.

A strong dragon doesn't overwhelm a local snake.

If it was before, the butler would appease everyone, and then directly ask Song Sijin to come out and apologize.

After all, he has a closer relationship with the village chief than Song Sijin.

But now the village chief and the others don't know that Fool Song has embraced a golden thigh, and it's different now!

The butler had no choice but to advise everyone not to make a fuss too much.

As soon as Song Sijin approached, he saw that the village head was filled with righteous indignation while lighting the pipe: "Sixth son, tell me, a young master can bully little dolls? He is so big as the second young master Song, ah, how many of us are you?" What kind of bullying is this little baby? The clothes can't be washed, and the baby is crying so much that his voice is hoarse!"

The butler said helplessly, "Fourth Uncle, the young master is coming to Zhuangzi today, so please stop making trouble!"

The news that the young master is coming to the village only came yesterday. The housekeeper had been busy all day, first ordering the servants to clean up, then forcefully broke the third young master's leg under the scolding, and asked a doctor to bandage him, and then Give the servants some advice... I was so busy that I forgot to tell the village chief that a big man was coming to the village.

The village chief didn't know any little princes. He only knew that the biggest official in the world was the emperor, then the county magistrate, and then his nephew who made him proud.What officials are there in the middle has nothing to do with him as a small village chief.

As for the little father-in-law, he is still someone else's old father-in-law and grandfather!

"It doesn't matter, we are also reasonable people, so let Song Fool come out to apologize, and ask his mother to accompany our baby's clothes! We are not looking for any young man, so it has nothing to do with him."

The village chief and his relatives were quarreling and quarreling endlessly.

The butler was suffering from a headache, when several tall and burly men rushed over from behind, pushed him away and stopped him in front of the villagers.

Duan Lingyao walked slowly to the small open space in the middle, looked around, and snorted softly, Xin Yi conjured up a small bench for him out of nowhere.

Duan Lingyao sat down on the bench and said, "Why don't you care about my business, if you keep yelling, your legs will be broken!"

At this moment, the child who was brought over to testify pointed at Duan Lingyao and cried loudly: "It's him, he hits the most!"

The children didn't know Duan Lingyao at all, they only knew that he was Fool Song's friend, plus they were bullying and afraid of being tough, so when they went home and filed a complaint, they said that Fool Song had brought someone to beat him.

At this time, the village chief took a closer look and found that the clothes worn by the young master with thin skin and tender flesh were made of fabrics that he had never seen before in his life. At first glance, he felt a little panicked.

"You rich people can bully the little boy casually? I heard that Master Song is the most knowledgeable and reasonable. If we can't do it, let's talk to Master Song and let him know what his nephew looks like!"

The village chief suspected that the young man was a relative of Mr. Song, and if he wanted to be a guest, he had to be concerned about the host's face. Mr. Song was a shameless person, so he said that.

But Duan Lingyao was not afraid at all, and smiled very happily: "Okay, go find it quickly, if you can't find it, you are useless!"

"How do you talk!"

"Why don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? Whose child is this?"

"That's right, it's too unreasonable."

Just as they were making a fuss, a larger team suddenly came from outside the village, and that team ran very fast. Hearing the sound, the village chief looked back and almost scared Hun'er away.

What's the matter?

Why did the good county magistrate come here?

The county magistrate covered the black gauze hat on his head, and ran fast on the mud with one foot here and another.

"Ah, ah, you are so bold, why did you gather here! Young master, I heard that you met an assassin on the road, and I was so angry that I couldn't bear it, so I brought people to search!"

The county magistrate shouted loudly and ran closer: "Little Grandpa, are you all right!"

Xin Bai quietly returned to the team, hiding his achievements and fame.

Duan Lingyao said with a smile: "It's okay, the main reason is that I am lucky and lucky. Although I was attacked by surprise, I was not injured."

The county magistrate heaved a sigh of relief, he took a breath, and immediately stretched out his hand to command: "Catch them all!"

The village chief stared wide-eyed: "Lord county magistrate, why are you arresting grassroots?"

The county magistrate angrily said: "I suspect that you and the others colluded with the assassins to seek wealth and murder, and instigated the child to take action to escape responsibility for the crime!"

The whole county's policemen were mobilized, and all adults and children were arrested without letting go. A group of villagers exploded in an instant, crying and yelling that they were wronged.

The county magistrate flicked his sleeves and said: "Don't cry, if you are innocent, I will give you your innocence. But if you harm someone for no reason, I will give justice to the victim no matter what!"

Duan Lingyao applauded emotionally: "The sky is clear, the wind is bright and the moon is bright, the county magistrate is so fair and strict, I really admire it. They say that Fangfei County is safe and secure. If you don't come here, you don't know. You only know when you come. It's all the county magistrate's credit!" "

The county magistrate laughed heartily: "Young master, you praise me, this is what a subordinate official should do. Being an official is to serve the country and the people."

Song Sijin was protected by Xin Yi and others. The village chief and the others did not see him, but he could see clearly.

Hearing these two people flattering each other, I suddenly felt goosebumps all over my body, hey... itchy, scratching.

While scratching, I heard Duan Lingyao say: "Actually, I have a small request. I hope the county magistrate can help and give justice to one person."

The county magistrate immediately said: "Please tell me, I am here today to avenge wrongdoing."

Duan Lingyao turned his head and looked back, and the eyes of the others also looked back. He stretched out his hand to make a gesture, and Xin Yi said in Song Sijin's ear, "Second Young Master Song, go quickly."

Song Sijin walked up to Duan Lingyao ignorantly, and was grabbed by someone. Duan Lingyao said angrily: "Master County Magistrate, this is my fiancé, who grew up in Xing'er Village. But everyone present, always Relying on the simplicity of his heart to deceive him, tell me, is this still human?"

The village chief looked up and asked in surprise, "Fool Song?"

What is the fiance? Isn't Fool Song a man? Why do you want to marry a man?

The county magistrate blew his beard and stared: "There is such a shameless thing? Mr. Song, don't be afraid, just tell me if you have any grievances in the past, and I will help you to uphold justice."

He obviously wanted to help him uphold justice, but seeing the magistrate's exaggerated and fierce expression, Song Sijin felt a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't describe.

He is so fair and strict, why didn't he help himself before?

Everyone was looking at him, some were shocked, some were afraid, some were angry... Song Sijin was not at ease, so he hid behind Duan Lingyao and whispered a few things he remembered.

Usually when these things are said, no one will help him to uphold justice, and even dislike why he is so useless, he will be bullied, and there is nothing worth worrying about such a small matter... But as time goes on, no matter how small the injury is, it will accumulate If there are too many, it will kill people.

The county magistrate was also a little embarrassed when he heard it, because he really didn't care about these trivial matters before.He coughed and asked Song Sijin what compensation he wanted.

Song Sijin took a deep breath, looked directly at the village head and the others, his face flushed slightly: "Apologize to me."

The county magistrate was surprised: "Is this enough?"

After all, he was the one who climbed up to the little grandpa, why is it so...

Duan Lingyao added: "If Brother Jin breaks something, he will have to pay three times the compensation."

The county magistrate responded repeatedly: "That's the reason!"

At first, the village chief and the villagers were reluctant to apologize to Song Sijin. Song Sijin was different from others because he had the status of a young master.

Class, what a big gap, finally there is a young master who is bullied by everyone, asking everyone to vent their depression in a miserable life.Now they have to apologize to him humbly, the pain is so uncomfortable, the idiot Song has developed, who will they look for superiority in the future?

How can they say to themselves in the future, bah, what's so great about being a young master, you're not a fool!

But as soon as the county magistrate showed his power, the arresters quickly drew their knives and threatened them. The village head and others were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground and apologized to Song Sijin, begging him to forgive themselves.

They are not afraid of high officials who are far away in the sky, and dare to shave their teeth and make fun of the emperor after eating, but they are afraid of the county magistrate, and the county magistrate is by his side.

In the end, the county magistrate still took the group of people away, insisting that they would interrogate whether they had colluded with the assassin.

All of this was seen by Song Siqiong.

A farce came to an end with a bang, and Duan Lingyao didn't even keep the county magistrate's meal. Duan Lingyao was giggling, and after they left, he hugged Song Sijin's waist who was standing beside him, and asked him intimately if he was happy.

Song Siqiong could see that Song Sijin was a little afraid of Duan Lingyao, and wanted to shrink back when someone hugged his waist, but he held back, lowered his head, and smiled shyly at Duan Lingyao: "Yes."

"Brother Jin, shouldn't you thank me?"

Song Sijin obediently asked, "How can I thank you?"

Duan Lingyao told him to bend down, and whispered a few words in his ear, Song Sijin was a little embarrassed: "Young master, can you change your request?"

Duan Lingyao frowned, and asked, "You don't like it?"

Song Sijin frowned slightly, a little awkward, but said, "I like it."

So the red-faced and white-toothed boy jumped up and kissed Song Sijin heavily on the face: "That's right, I've said it before, as long as Brother Jin is obedient, he will treat you well."

The gentle and elegant young man repeated obediently: "I am obedient."

Dusk and night were passing, the stars climbed up to the sky early and shone half-brightly, and the chaotic but harmonious beauty fell into Song Sijin's eyes, making those eyes more gentle.

Duan Lingyao was next to Song Sijin, and the two walked back in a sticky manner.

Song Siqiong was even more surprised when he saw this scene.

into the night.

Song Siqiong lay on the bed tossing and turning unable to fall asleep, one was caused by the pain in his leg, and the other was that the scene in the evening kept replaying in his mind.

He used to listen to the rumors and thought that the little father-in-law was inhuman, but after seeing him today, he realized that the rumors from the outside world were not accurate... He is still good to his fiancé!

It must be because the nobles value decency and etiquette... Just like what father said at the beginning, no matter how bizarre they are playing in private, they will respect the wife that the media is marrying, it must be!

Song Siqiong has been in Zhuangzi for a long time. He usually goes out for a walk with nothing to do. He is very annoyed by these vulgar and rude villagers. The people here are too stupid, and they don't have much respect for him as a young master, but today he was frightened Just kneel down collectively.

But the county magistrate who made them fear so much bowed his knees in front of the young man.

The county magistrate was not so polite to Song Siqiong.

My own father is also in awe of the young grandpa, and he heard that the magistrate must be courteous.

With blood surging in his chest, Song Siqiong couldn't help imagining that he was standing next to the young man today, everyone was kneeling for him, and even the county magistrate would lick his face and flatter him. How wonderful it would be if no one dared to take care of the West City.

Fantasizing and fantasizing, Song Siqiong came up with a bold idea.

In fact, the little father-in-law is very good-looking. If he has this appearance, marrying a man is not unacceptable, not to mention that he is very powerful and treats his wife very well... From the beginning, this marriage should be his own!

Whether Song Sijin is a bastard or a fool is inappropriate, not at all appropriate.

It should be replaced by yourself.

If Song Sijin is really married to the young father-in-law, wouldn't he want to climb on top of him in the future?No no no, absolutely not.

Song Siqiong imagined the future. In the future picture, he was sitting in a high hall with red lights on his face, and everyone was courting him. He could have whatever he wanted.

So the heart beat faster and faster.

The author says:

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