Chapter 1508 The scumbag has angered the boss

Song Zhiqing couldn't sit still.

"Mother, my father is rarely back. I'll go and talk to him." Song Zhiqing said with a smile.

If he sits down, he will be afraid that he will be unable to help but become thick.

"Go."

Song Zhicheng also stood up and said, "Three, let's go together, I'll go to Jie'er's side to take a look."

The two brothers walked out.

"Second brother, what did you think of your mother? Why did you think of the words that the Song family girl would not enter the palace?" Song Zhicheng deliberately hit him and joked: "Jie'er is not promising this year and is the prince's companion. Yuanyuan has such a brother, which is a great blessing. If she enters the palace in the future, wouldn't it be..."

"Stop it quickly. If you want your second sister-in-law to hear you, she immediately picked up her sword to stab you a few blood holes." Song Zhicheng cut off his words and said, "What's the best thing to enter the palace? As soon as you enter the palace gate is as deep as the sea. My biological father doesn't want my daughter to suffer that kind of suffering, so I'll leave."

Song Zhiqing turned black and gave a long time before spitting out: "What a fool."

...

Song Ci frowned and asked the eldest son: "Boss, what's wrong with the third son? He is afraid he wants Weier to participate in the selection of a concubine in the future, right?"

Song Zhiyuan's eyes were cold and said, "The prince was young. When the emperor was Xuan's pro-listed, he did not choose the princess. Anyone in the capital who has a suitable age would have this idea. The third brother is no exception."

Who doesn’t want to fight for wealth and honor?

If the Crown Princess, the future queen, is lucky, and there is another Crown Prince's mother tribe, a century of wealth may be right in front of you.

Song Ci said: "He is so powerful. He has such great ambitions. He dares to be the position of the Crown Princess. He is so courageous."

Song Zhiyuan said: "Isn't it?"

"Actually, it's not his fault. Weier is indeed of age, and our Song family's girl is only one suitable one. Unfortunately, the difference is due to her origin. But if we really want to have your uncle, we can't compete for the fourth concubine." Song Ci lit the table and said, "But a concubine is just the beginning. If you want to become the emperor's mother, you have to make every plan. I always feel that families like us will be able to take root and gain a foothold."

The prince and emperor's mother clan are indeed rich and powerful, but if they are not done well, they will attract the emperor's suspicion because of a relative of the descendants.

If the Song family wants to become a century-old clan, slowly take root and develop, and become a giant tree in the sky, why worry about not being prosperous?

"Mother, don't say that our family does not participate in the selection of concubines. I have the same intention. Although the crown princess has not been established, the emperor once mentioned that the eldest granddaughter of the British Duke is very intelligent."

Song Ciyi was surprised: "The Duke of England?"

Song Zhiyuan nodded: "It is the eldest daughter of the Prince of England. She seems to be nine or ten years old this year. She has a noble birth and is of the same age, which is suitable."

Song Ci lowered his voice: "But the rumor of this wind didn't come out at all."

"The emperor is deeply thinking, and I don't know what he is thinking."

Song Ci said, "No one can belong to our family. Weier's identity cannot be reached. But the third brother is the father. Even if you are the uncle, it is not easy to interfere too much, right? If he bumps into it, what's wrong?"

Song Zhiyuan's voice was faint and said, "Does the same thing do not work together. The third brother is really thinking too much."

He challenged his tolerance again and again.

It's really a search for death.

Song Ci looked at him carefully and felt that the air was getting a few lower temperatures, which made him feel like the third child was going to be in trouble.

Silently put ten waxes on him.

Song Zhiqing sneezes a few times, looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds pressed against the top. Is this going to change the sky?
Chapter completed!