The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

These days, Xie Xinglan didn't come to the General's Mansion, and Song Cun didn't take the initiative to inquire about the Xie Mansion. Both Hu's father and son were grounded, and no one bothered him. Apart from practicing kung fu every day, he still practiced kung fu. Song Feiyan had more official duties in the army. It's been a while since I went back to the general's mansion.

On this day, after Song Cun finished practicing, Huanhuan came over and asked him, "Young master, do you want to serve dinner?"

Song Cun smiled, and said, "Set the meal."

After eating, Huanhuan thought that the young master would continue to practice, but he didn't want to hear him say: "Come on, let's go out for a stroll."

After coming here for a while, he has been in the general's mansion. He hasn't gone out yet, and he can't always practice in the mansion. Today, he will go out for a walk and have a look at the outside environment.

Huanhuan was taken aback, and then said: "Okay, I'll go prepare the veil."

Song Cun glanced at him: "No need."

In the plot, although men are inferior to women in this world, men don't have to wear a hat when they go out.

Huanhuan glanced at him and stood there without moving.

Song Cun frowned and said, "What's the matter? Just say what you want, why are you hesitant to talk?"

Huan Huan said: "Eldest Young Master used to wear a veiled hat when going out. Once I forgot to prepare the veiled hat, and you fined me a month's silver."

There was grievance in his tone, he didn't have much money, and he was fined by the young master for a month. After that, he never dared to forget to prepare a veil for the young master.

Song Cun didn't expect this to happen. He said: "I didn't practice martial arts before, but now I still do. Many things will change over time. If you follow me, you have to learn to be flexible. Do you understand?"

Huanhuan nodded, but thought in his heart that the young master had changed too much since he fell ill, but fortunately he was used to it.

Song Cun glanced at him: "Don't be wronged, I'll send you a month's worth of money this month, okay?"

Of course, Huanhuan immediately cheered up, stepped forward and said, "Young master is very kind to me."

The master and the servant were walking on the street. Song Cun took a casual look and found that although this was the world of women, there were many men doing business on the street. Presumably, there were not so many rules for men to show their faces in this world. Of course, there are many men in this world. At least, it would be unrealistic to rely on women for everything. After all, some families have no daughters, only sons. It is not a big deal for men to come out to do business and support their families.

Song Cun didn't buy anything. He walked around for a while and saw a teahouse in front of him. His eyes lit up and he said, "Go to the teahouse and sit down."

When he arrived at the teahouse, Song Cun took a glance and found that there were not only women but also men among the tea customers. He and Huanhuan entered the teahouse without being obtrusive.

The waiter served tea, and he ordered fruit snacks. There are storytellers and some singing ditties in the teahouse. Sitting here drinking tea, eating snacks, listening to ditties, leisurely, it is considered a beautiful thing , he looked at Huanhuan and said, "There are no outsiders here, so you can sit too."

The little song was babbling, but Song Cun didn't understand it after listening to it for a long time. Going, some tea guests came in, Song Cun and Huanhuan sat in a corner of the teahouse, unaffected at all.

"I heard that the Lord Protector wants to find an heir." A woman said, looking at the woman's attire, she was either rich or noble.

"Really?" asked the person next to the woman.

"Of course it's true. Everyone knows that the Lord Protector was born in the Xuanping Hou Mansion. My aunt's niece's husband-in-law knew the young master of the Xuan Ping Hou Mansion. How can there be any fake news from their mansion?"

"Everyone knows that the protector is unmarried and has no heirs. His successor must be the next protector. I don't know what kind of heir he is looking for."

"It will definitely be selected from Xuan Ping."

"That's not necessarily the case. I heard that although the Lord Protector was born in the Xuanpinghou Mansion, his relationship with the Xuanpinghou Mansion is very distant."

"Even if they don't have a good relationship, at least they come from the same line, who can say for sure? The protector of the king has never been out of the house, so who knows what he thinks?"

Song Cun heard what they said, although he was more curious about the military power of the guardian of the king, he didn't pay much attention to his finding an heir. After all, this matter had nothing to do with him. After sitting for another half an hour, he returned to the mansion with Huanhuan up.

Protect the palace.

The king protector Lu Jingsheng was lazily lying on the couch and eating the grapes fed to him by the boy. A man sat beside him, looked at him, and said with a smile, "If those people outside see the protector they adore, With the appearance of the king, I don’t know if he will be surprised and regret adoring you.”

Hearing his words, Lu Jingsheng said without raising his eyelids, "I don't want their admiration."

The man next to him was named Lu Jingming, and he was Lu Jingsheng's elder brother. He knew his brother's virtues, so he didn't say anything, but instead said, "I heard that in Xuanpinghou's mansion, our sister Xuanpinghou wants Her concubine inherits your palace, and has made a lot of troubles for it, and our concubine nephew has developed his inner strength."

Lu Jingsheng waved his hand, motioning for the boy who fed him grapes to step back, he squinted his eyes and said, "It's good to have nothing to do to dream, even though I am protecting the king, I can't stop people from dreaming, right, the empress won't do that."

Lu Jingming frowned and said, "The Lord Protector can inherit it. If you have no heirs, they will naturally think about it."

Lu Jingsheng leaned on the couch, squinted his eyes, and remained silent.

Lu Jingming looked at him and said hesitantly, "The Song family"

Lu Jingsheng opened his eyes abruptly, and after a while, he said slowly, "I have nothing to do with the Song family."

Lu Jingming's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said: "How can it be okay? The third brother passed away more than ten years ago, but our nephew is still there. As Song Cun's uncle, we come to visit the child. Is it okay?"

Lu Jingsheng lowered his eyes slowly, and said, "He has a mother, a stepfather, and he's married. Since he broke up with him more than ten years ago, there's no need to bother him."

Lu Jingming sighed lightly and said, "It's up to you."

Lu Jingsheng remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lu Jingming looked at him: "Since our sister Xuan Ping Hou dared to let out the news that you are looking for a successor, it is inevitable that she will inherit your title to her concubine son, so you should pay attention to it, lest you be tricked. "

This younger brother is Wuyi Gaoqiang, although he is protecting the king, but he has no serious errands, he stays in the mansion all day long, and doesn't bother to listen to things outside, it's normal to be plotted against.

Only then did Lu Jingsheng look up at him, and said, "Not everyone can do the job of protecting the king. Lu Hongyu just cultivated his inner strength. There are many women in Daqian who have inner strength. Why should he be the son of the king's mansion? Unless he can beat me, nothing else."

Hearing this, Lu Jingming also felt that he was thinking too much. Jing Sheng used his own strength to deal with the provocations of the warriors of the two countries, and later he performed many feats. The empress made an exception and named him the protector of the king. It is indeed a bit delusional to be the son of the world.