At Youshi, Song Heng came back from the camp and heard from people in the mansion that Song Ziling did not go to the academy because of the rain today, but went directly to Lingyunxuan where he lived.
"Bite it, bite it, bite it to death."
As soon as he reached the courtyard gate, Song Heng heard Song Ziling's voice.
He walked into the courtyard calmly, and then he saw Song Zilingzheng and scholar Xiaowu lying on the ground in the corridor, fighting with crickets.
Because they were too focused, they didn't notice Song Heng entering the courtyard.
Song Heng frowned and walked over directly.
"Is it fun?" he asked in a deep voice.
"It's none of your business, get out of here." Song Ziling thought it was Blessed! So he cursed directly. However, after he finished cursing, he thought that the sound was wrong! Blessed's voice was not so rough, and it sounded more like his father's.
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He slowly raised his head, looked at his father's livid face, swallowed, and called out with a trembling voice: "Dad, dad..."
"My greetings to the general." Xiao Wu hurriedly lay on the ground and kowtowed to Song Heng.
"You bastard." Song Heng became angry and kicked Song Ziling, who fell to the ground.
This bastard actually told him, the man he was, to get out of here. He was really angry.
"Dad, I didn't know it was you," if he knew, he wouldn't have said that.
"Who told you to play with such things? Playing with things makes you lose your mind." Song Heng kicked the jar containing two crickets away with one kick.
Xiao Wu's body trembled, and he felt a little scared, because he was the one who asked the second young master to play cricket fighting.
"My cricket." Song Ziling cried out with some distress. His cricket was called the General, and he bought it for ten taels of silver.
When Song Heng heard that he felt sorry for the cricket, he was even more angry. This bastard was really a plaything.
"Where are the people in this courtyard! Come out," Song Heng shouted.
Hearing his shout, the maid serving in the courtyard ran out of the house.
"Where are the others?" Song Heng asked.
If he remembered correctly, there was a bookboy, a boy, and a maid in Lingyunxuan.
Seeing how angry Song Heng was, the maid said tremblingly, "I'm going to bring you the young master's roasted chicken."
Hearing this, Song Heng's eyebrows furrowed a little more. It will be time to eat in a while. Why should this bastard eat roast chicken? No wonder he is getting fatter and fatter now.
"General..." Youfu limped into the yard carrying the roast chicken.
Because his knee injury has not healed yet, he walks with a limp.
When Song Heng saw that he was walking with a limp and his hands were still wrapped with gauze, he knew that he was the servant whom the two scholars said was being used as a beast by that bastard Song Ziling.
This stinky boy Song Ziling is really a bastard. Fortunately, he has been by his side to take care of him since he came to the imperial city, but this stinky boy actually violated him like this.
Today, he must loosen the bones of Zai He and the brat so that he can remember. The servants are not animals and cannot be abused by him at will.
"Follow me to the ancestral hall." Song Heng said with a dark face as he directly lifted up Song Ziling who was sitting on the ground.