Chapter 142: Transmigrated into the Protagonist and Suffered from the Early Dead White Moonlight 32
Chapter 142: Transmigrated into the Protagonist and Suffered from the Early Dead White Moonlight 32
"Tell me, how did your family get the money to buy meat? If we go hunting in the mountains, we can't even feed the animals these days."
"Do you have someone so powerful in your family that can enter the inner area of the forest? Even the weak animals in the inner area would have been eaten by the ferocious animals long ago."
"I don't believe that anyone from your Song family can beat a tiger."
"Hahaha, now you tell me that your father has never done anything to let the villagers down. Don't you find it ironic when you say this?"
"How did that mother and son die? I think you should know it very well. Back then, the Zhang family got a fine jade pendant, but in the end, it was still worn by you."
“There are countless such cases.”
In order to understand Song Xuanyi, Song Wenjing asked around for information about Song Xuanyi. Finally, an old lady let the secret slip, although she stopped him in time.
Later, he followed the clues and found out about this matter.
Although he didn't know the identities of the mother and son, he also understood that their identities must be extraordinary.
How could the refugees possibly afford to build houses made of blue bricks and tiles?
Moreover, I heard from others that the child's mother's every word and action revealed the demeanor of a noble person. Such a person might be from a wealthy family.
But no one came to look for the mother and son, which only meant that the family had met with misfortune.
After hearing what Song Wenjing said, Song Xuanyi took a few steps back in horror and said in disbelief: "You, how could you..." know.
He was old enough to remember things at that time, so he accidentally heard his father talking about this matter. In order to have money to spend, he chose to conceal the matter and pretend that he didn't know.
Then he wants to use other people's money with a clear conscience and pretend to be an innocent person.
Song Wenjing didn't want to say anything more: "That's all I have to say. This should be the last time you see me. From now on, it will be difficult for you to see me."
"Actually, you're a selfish person. You knew the rabbit demon was useful, so you waited there. Later, the rabbit demon turned into an ugly thing."
"You're also unwilling to abandon the rabbit demon, because you have no other choice. You can only hold on to the rabbit demon tightly. You hope that the rabbit demon can use its demonic power to help your career."
"For example, the county magistrate's son, there was no such thing as timely rescue. This was just a self-directed act by you, because you wanted to get close to the county magistrate."
"If you have the help of the county magistrate, then everything will be much simpler, because your family can't afford the money to go to the capital to take the exam."
"So you had to find another way. You thought that if you saved the county magistrate's son, he would reward you with money. But the county magistrate only praised you verbally."
"The county magistrate's son promised to come to him if you have any difficulties, but you know his character, so you have never told him."
Song Wenjing's words seemed to reveal Song Xuanyi's ugly heart.
He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his hands were clearly visible, he lowered his head, and his messy hair hid his panicked eyes.
After a while, he raised his head as if accepting his fate, and looked at the wall behind Song Wenjing with calm eyes.
His eyes were dull, and he kept muttering, "So what? I did all this for my career and for everyone in Songjia Village."
"As long as I become the top scholar, I will definitely be grateful to everyone in the village. When you want something, don't you have to fight for it yourself?"
Song Xuanyi spread his hands and said with a crazy look in his eyes: "What's wrong with me fighting for what belongs to me? The ones who are wrong should be people like you who have no ambition."
"Are you hoping for something easy to come by? That's such a naive idea."
"The county magistrate's son, I just wanted him to experience the dangers of the world. I did this for his own good. Didn't I save him in the end?"
"And that kid? Who told him to go to the river? He said he wanted to look for small fish. I just accidentally threw a branch and it hit him on the back."
PS: This chapter makes up for yesterday's ???? Face-covering...
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