Chapter 166 New Environment
So this is Uncle Yang’s identity, but all the Song family members respect and honor him.

The old house is very large, with many courtyards, a small lake and garden, a martial arts training ground for horse racing, and so on.

It’s just that no one has lived there for a long time, and its daily maintenance requires a lot of money, which Uncle Yang, a military general, cannot afford at all. Therefore, the environment of the house looks much more simple, far from the glory of the Song family in the past.

"Don't worry, now that we are back, let's slowly restore the glory of the Song family." Elder Hua saw how sad Mr. Song was and couldn't help but encourage him.

"What honor is there? The whole world belongs to the king. Aren't all our honors and disgraces bestowed by the royal family?

But without that kind of vanity, just like the Song family back then, they were easily wiped out. Do you two brothers have any countermeasures?"

Grandpa Song was no longer at an impulsive age, and he had not been back to Beijing for many years, so as soon as he sat down, he asked his two older brothers for advice.

He was so anxious that he couldn't even eat. Oh no, he was actually eating.

The few buns he had eaten in the second room before were not enough to fill his stomach, and the dishes on the table were too much to his taste.

It’s the credit of the second daughter-in-law and the dedication of elder brother Hua, he can’t let them down.

At the upper table, several old men sat with Grandpa Ye, discussing things while eating.

Under them were members of several branches of the Song family, the Ye family, the Seven Saints and other key leaders.

There were seven or eight tables filled with people, and it was the first meal they had on the first day of moving into the house. Everyone was having a great time, and even though the house was not exquisite enough, it looked more reassuring.

All the people in this room are our own people, and some servants are waiting outside.

"You have finally made a lot of progress, don't be as pedantic as the Song family, saying you don't want to get involved in military power. Humph! Only those who have it in their own hands are strong."

Uncle Yang's words were quite aggressive. Obviously, the Song family came from a military family, and he didn't like the Song family's indecision.

"Yes, military officers must have military authority, and civil officials must also have their authority. What we have to do now is not just revenge.

Have you forgotten Xiao Wan's situation? The Song family may not be the master of the entire Yuan Dynasty, but half of it is ok, right? Who can bully us then?
The road ahead is long and arduous, everyone, show your true abilities and move forward with all your might. The enemies will only be eliminated in passing."

Revenge is no longer their main goal, and those enemies are not as important as their future.

Who would believe such offensive words from Hua Lao, the master of Confucianism?
The core of Confucianism: benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, and fraternity. Benevolence is the first. What is benevolence?

Was the Song family kind enough back then? If he was not kind, how could he have made so many friends? What would have happened to him?
Only those who have experienced being massacred can understand the pain. The peace on Hua Lao's face is maintained by being numb to the pain. Most people still think he is open-minded.

"That's it, then. Those who can take the civil service exam will follow Master Hua, and those who want to join the army will be taken to the military camp by me." Uncle Yang made the final decision.

It seems that Grandpa Song has nothing to do with it, because he was unreliable before, and now, his ability is really hard to see.

Grandpa Song was dumbfounded. Isn't he the head of the Song family? Don't we need to ask for his opinion? He just wanted to ask for a solution. At least give him a chance to choose.

"Wanwan, why don't you tell me what you think." After all, the granddaughter is the core figure. If she doesn't cooperate, do you want to rebel against the Li Dynasty?

Grandpa Song was still very open-minded, so he asked Song Qingwan first.

But the old man didn't know that what Mr. Hua said was what Song Qingwan herself meant. If she didn't want to be humble in front of Li Minghe, wouldn't she have to have the same power? Song Qingwan was eating hard, but she didn't expect the topic to turn to herself. What could she say?
"Yes, what the elders said is right. I work hard to make money, and you can take the examinations and join the army. The only requirement is that everyone should take their own lives as the most important thing at all times."

A future must be safeguarded by money, and Song Qingwan is a down-to-earth and practical person.

Grandpa Song sniffed and said, "We still have to be cautious with military power. After all, that is our ancestral teaching."

"You talk as if you will soon be able to lead a million soldiers. Don't even think about it. You are old. No one wants you to guard the city gate. You have to rely on the young people like Da Mu."

Uncle Yang actually envies Grandpa Song. This man is not good at anything, but he is good at giving birth, and all of his descendants look extraordinary. Anyway, they are very impressive.

The people of the second branch are particularly conspicuous and shrewd. They have been lying dormant for many years. If they don’t fly, they will soar into the sky.

Old Master Song was not angry either. "I am already a grandfather. Isn't it time for me to enjoy my life in peace and contentment? Otherwise, why would I have so many children?"

The old man said things that would make people hate him without any scruples, and not long after they reunited, the brothers began to love and hate each other.

That night, the second branch of the Song family did not go home, but stayed in the old house. Song Qingwan finally had his own room, which was the best room.

After all, the old house was bought by the second family, so apart from where their grandparents lived, their second family's yard was the largest and best.

One family could not live in one courtyard, and the Song family was used to living together as a family. Moreover, since they had just arrived in a new place, it would be easier for them to take care of each other if they lived together.

The Ye family was allocated a house with a separate entrance and exit, just like Uncle Yang. He reserved one for his own family, but he does not live here at the moment. Instead, he lives in the General Yang Mansion.

With the help of servants, the Song family didn't have much luggage, so they packed it up quickly and the day ended like this.

Song Qingwan's room is very large, divided into three small rooms by exquisitely carved partitions: a study on the left, a meeting and entertainment room in the middle, and a bedroom on the right.

Only her room was filled with things, whether they were ornaments, green plants, paintings, or even clothes and jewelry, most of them were gifts from Li Minghe.

The closet is full of clothes, and the study only has some books, so it's a little empty. But when she actually moves in, I'm afraid it will soon be filled up with samples and design drafts.

She didn't need a personal maid to serve her. There were only people to clean the courtyard and pass messages in each courtyard. The same was true for the second house. All of this was arranged by Song Niang.

After washing up, Song Qingwan was finally able to lie down on the bed and breathe the free air. It was so comfortable.

No matter what she does, no one knows. For example, the talking canary has a small bed specially made by Song Qingwan next to it, so the master and servant can finally communicate directly.

"That's great, Zhizhi, we are finally living like human beings."

"Zhizhi is a bird, an animal. Zhizhi is not a human, but the king of animals." King is its form. The canary was also very happy and kept chirping. If it didn't use its mouth to talk anymore, it would get rusty.

Hmm? Can birds rust?
"Okay, my king. I bow to you and greet you."

"How do you want to kneel? Sitting or standing?" But what interrupted Song Qingwan's words was a low and clear voice, and Li Minghe sneaked in again.

Soon he jumped onto her bed~
There is some duplication, I will fix it immediately

Finished~