From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 272

"I want revenge!"

"I want him dead!"

"I've never been bullied like this in my life!"

Song Wu packed his things, cursing and crying.

His face was swollen, and he was on the verge of mania. Then he put on his bag and strode out of the tent.

"Li He! Send me a carriage, I want to go home!"

He yelled angrily.

Li He stood by and shook his head slowly.

His eyes were calm and his tone was calm: "I can't do it. Not everyone can use the carriage of the Fifth Army Camp."

Song Wu said fiercely: "I am the young master! I am the only blood of the Song family!"

Li He said: "But the Fifth Army Camp is no longer the Fifth Army Camp of the past. Song Wu, you will not be treated preferentially here."

When he said this, he felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart.

He had been a soldier for twenty years, and he knew that this was the pride given by faith.

This is the dignity of a soldier.

He had never experienced it before, but today he did.

Song Wu stamped his feet in anger and shouted, "You will not have a good ending! You dare to provoke me! You will not have a good ending!"

He carried his bag, panting, and walked out of the gate of the Five Army Camp alone.

It was noon, the sun was hot, and the sky and the earth were bright.

The heavy snow had melted long ago, and the weeds on the dry land had withered long ago.

"Why! Why does he dare to look down on me!"

Song Wu grinned and said to himself: "My grandfather has made contributions to the country! My father, my uncle and my uncle all died for the country!"

"I am the descendant of a hero! I am countless times more noble than him!"

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "I will let my grandfather skin them!"

Just when he said this, a carriage rushed out in front. The driver's eyes lit up and he shouted immediately: "Master! Master!"

The carriage stopped, and the driver jumped off the carriage nimbly, smiling: "Master, why are you here, I'm bringing you something!"

Song Wu lowered his head quickly, but was still seen.

"Master, what happened to your face?"

The driver's face changed, and a murderous aura suddenly surged from his body. He shouted sternly: "Who hit you! I'm going to kill him now!"

Song Wu was inexplicably annoyed, frowned and said: "Why are you yelling! What are you bringing here!"

The driver said: "The old master knows that the Fifth Army Camp is suffering, so he sent me to deliver some daily necessities, including clothes, shoes, combs, soap beans and some toiletries."

"There are also various snacks, desserts and fruits. By the way, there are also some of the young master's favorite toys, small wooden horses and small rabbits, which have all been delivered."

Song Wu was even more annoyed and couldn't help yelling: "What small wooden horses and small rabbits! I don't like them anymore! I'm not a child anymore!"

The driver laughed and said: "Young master, what are you talking about? In the eyes of the old master, the young master will always be his most beloved grandson!"

"Yes! I am his grandson! But I am also Song Wu!"

Song Wu yelled almost hoarsely, got on the carriage, and threw out all the things he once loved most.

He cursed: "I don't like these things, I haven't liked them for a long time, I'm not a fool, not a beast that can't grow up!"

He vented his anger, then lay on the door of the sedan chair and burst into tears.

The driver took a deep breath and said word by word: "Master, which beast hit you! I'll go and chop off his head and vent your anger!"

Song Wu turned around suddenly and shouted: "Okay, okay! Help me kill them! Help me get a wife, help me have children, I will give you my life! You can arrange everything!"

"It doesn't matter what I am, what matters is that I am alive and I can have a son, right!"

The driver couldn't find anything to say, just lowered his head and remained silent.

The sun was scorching.

Song Wu only felt the pain on his face.

He looked at the mess on the ground and suddenly whispered: "Take all these away, I don't want them anymore."

The driver hurriedly said: "Master, this is what the old master gave me..."

"I said I don't want it anymore!"

Song Wu said word by word: "I! Don't! Want it! Can you understand!"

"Yes!"

The driver nodded solemnly.

Song Wu gritted his teeth and looked at the dead grass under his feet, but there were light green buds at the roots.

The cold winter has passed, the wind and snow have stopped, and it seems that spring is coming.

He shook his head helplessly, turned slowly, and looked in the direction of the Fifth Army Camp.

He was silent, laughing for a while, crying for a while, and finally sighed deeply.

"You go back, I'm fine here."

Song Wu's voice was very calm, and he said softly: "I was beaten and humiliated, but at least I felt... I am me, not justNot only the young master, but also not only the grandson of Song Shanao. "

He strode forward and never looked back.

The driver said loudly: "Master, if you don't want to stay in the Five Army Camp, you can return to the mansion at any time, and no one can stop you."

Song Wu shook his head and said: "What's the point of being a young master in the Zhenguo Mansion for a lifetime?"

"I have to do something when I'm alive, otherwise what's the point of living."

...

In the luxurious Earl's Mansion, an old man was smiling gently.

He held the teacup and whispered: "Cheng Yibo, everything is arranged. At three quarters of the evening, the clinic will lock the door, and the extra people inside will be driven out, and all the lights will be turned off."

"The female apprentice inside can't get out, and can't find a candle, so she can only run around in fear."

"You can go in and hunt casually and have fun."

Cheng Yibo narrowed his eyes and said: "Are they all good girls? Don't find some brothel girls to go in and pretend to be chaste and cooperate with us in the play, that would be boring. "

The old man smiled and said, "They are guaranteed to be girls from good families. Three of them are ladies from wealthy families. They are all absolutely chaste virgins."

Cheng Yibo rubbed his hands and smiled, "This game is quite interesting! These little girls are locked up in the dark courtyard. We brothers can just turn into demons and play with them at will, feel their fear, listen to their screams, and appreciate their despair."

"Sure, old man, the games you have designed recently are getting more and more fun."

"In fact, the last game you arranged, a group of women wore costumes and sang operas, and we, as the audience, went on stage to abuse them... This play is still good, but it's all played by brothel girls, so it's not exciting enough."

"This time it's very good. The chastity of a good girl is not something that brothel girls can act out."

The old man hurriedly said, "As long as Cheng Yibo is satisfied."

"Satisfied! When will it be carried out? Tonight?"

The old man said, "Tomorrow night, tomorrow night."

"Okay, get out!"

Cheng Yibo laughed out loud, picked up the teacup and drank it happily. Thinking of the game tomorrow night, he couldn't help feeling hot in his heart.

An old woman strode into the room and cursed, "You beast, can't you do something practical? You're hurting people all day long!"

Cheng Yibo frowned and said, "Why are you eavesdropping again! What do I do for you?"

The old woman said, "You are harming the world and will be punished by heaven!"

Cheng Yibo shouted, "Then why am I still alive and well after so many years?"

"Besides, what can I do? What do I need to do as a hereditary earl!"

"Go to study for the imperial examination? What rank can the champion get? Go to the army to make merit? What merit can compare to the earl!"

The old woman cursed, "Then can you go and hurt people! "

Cheng Yibo grinned and sneered.

"I have to do something while I am alive, otherwise what's the point of living."