Song Qingsong’s family happily accepted the special tobacco and alcohol sent by Wang Daofang, feeling a lot of face.
Yash Nics turned his head and glanced at Ye Zhixiong,
who was ashen-faced , and said coldly: “Why are you still here and still not getting off?” Zhan Tiejun’s gaze fell on Ye Zhixiong, his eyes sharp: “What are you doing? ”
Ye Zhixiong fumbled and couldn’t speak!
In the end, it was a member of the Song family, who told Zhan Tiejun what had happened in a few words.
Zhan Tiejun was angry when he heard it!
A little director who retired from the capital, went to the marshal’s wife to go wild, and even dared to speak rudely to the marshal, it was almost a death!
He immediately said angrily: “Mr. Yash said to let you go. Didn’t you hear?”
Ye Zhixiong saw that Zhan Tiejun respected Yash Nics so much. He guessed that Yash Nics was 100% a young commander. He was so scared that he was so frightened. There was no longer a pedestal with the official, and he trembled: “Get out, I’ll get out now.”
He was so frightened that he took two entourages, and was about to flee the scene in a panic.
However, Zhan Tiejun suddenly stopped his way and said coldly: “Wait!”
Ye Zhixiong was shocked, looked at Zhan Tiejun and Yash Nics in horror, unable to restrain the trembling of his voice, and asked tremblingly: “Mr. Yash, Captain Zhan, is there anything else?”
Zhan Tiejun snorted coldly: “Mr. Yash just said, let you get out, not let you out.”
What?
All Song Qingsong’s family were shocked!
Ye Zhixiong used to be a high-ranking official in the capital. Now he is retired, but his connections and influence are still there. Now he really wants Ye Zhixiong to get out of here?
I’m afraid this won’t work!
And what Yash Nics said is not so important, right?
What made Song Qingsong’s family stunned was that Ye Zhixiong was shocked and humiliated after hearing Zhan Tiejun’s words, but he quickly compromised.
“I’ll roll, I’ll roll right away…”
Ye Zhixiong didn’t care about his old face, so he squatted down with his head in his arms and rolled on the ground.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and saw Ye Zhixiong roll a few meters away, and then the two entourages helped him up, and finally left like a bereaved dog.
Song Qingsong’s family was stunned.
Oh my!
What Yash Nics said was so weighty.
A dignified senior official in the capital, Yash Nics said that if he let the other party get out, the other party actually had to get out honestly.
This is too awesome!
At this time, Zhan Tiejun saluted Yash Nics again, saying goodbye: “Mr. Yash, I have delivered the gift. I will not disturb your family for the holidays. I will go back and return.”
Yash Nics nodded slightly: “Okay!”
Song Qingsong
Hurriedly said : “Let’s send Captain Zhan the guard!” The Song family sent Zhan Tiejun and his party away, and then everyone surrounded Yash Nics and Song Pingting’s family around the stars, admiring Yash Nics and talking about Song Ping. Ting married a good husband!
Song Pingting’s face flushed, and she glanced at Yash Nics, feeling shy and joyful.
At two o’clock in the afternoon, Song Qingsong ordered to go down: prepare for a banquet.
In the spacious hall of the Song family, a total of six banquets were held, filled with people from the Song family.
Song Qingsong personally requested that Yash Nics and Song Pingting’s family sit at the host table with him, and then ordered a banquet.
Everyone ate and drank together, and the festive atmosphere was strong.
but!
When everyone was pushing the cup and changing the cup, the two vermilion gates in the front yard of the ancestral house were overthrown with a bang.
Then there was a group of people wearing linen and filial piety, sprinkling white paper, playing mourning and music, and broke in.
What shocked the Song family even more was that after the team of Phi Ma Dai Xiao came in, there were eight people behind, carrying a heavy black coffin.
Boom!
The black coffin was placed directly in the Song family hall.
Today is the winter solstice festival and a good day for the family reunion of the Song family.
Someone carried the coffin to the door and made trouble.
Moldy!
It’s so moldy!
Song Qingsong was the first to be angry.
He stood up suddenly, leaning on a cane, his old face full of anger, and sternly shouted at the group of people who broke in: “Who are you? Why did you break into our Song family with your coffin, and where did our Song family offend you?”
