After being interpreted by Song Zhiyuan's light words, Song Zhiqing's face almost couldn't be shaken.

When he was young, he mostly lived in the academy and studied hard, so he went home to reunite with his family during festivals. Later, after passing the exam, he got married with the Lu family, under the arrangement of Song Zhiyuan, flew out with a bird that spreads its wings and ambition.

Song Zhiyuan was right. He didn't spend much time at home, so he didn't know much about his mother.

Especially after being released for a few years, he didn't know what Song Ci changed, so now he seems to care about Song Ci very much, which is a bit artificial and hypocritical.

Song Zhiqingqiang smiled: "I remember when my mother was young and when she was serious, she was very different from now, and she felt a little emotional."

"Don't you know that my mother walked around the gate of hell in the year I was the prime minister?" Song Zhiyuan said meaningfully: "It is said that when people have experienced major events in life and death, their temperament will change greatly, and they will be much more thorough. Haven't you deeply understood this?"

He said, glanced at the wheelchair under his seat.

Song Zhiqing's face couldn't hold back and he tightened his fishing rod.

He took a deep breath and said, "Speaking of this, I have read a lot of miscellaneous books recently, such as mountain and sea classics, mountain spirits and wild monsters, which are also quite interesting." As he said, he looked at Song Zhiyuan with interest and said, "By the way, there are also interesting and unofficial history such as borrowing corpses to resurrect. Brother, do you believe that someone in the world resurrects them by borrowing corpses?"

Song Zhiyuan pinched the fishing rod and glanced at him. He looked like your legs were broken, and your brain was also paralyzed.

Song Zhiqing: “…”

"After all, it is a teacher who teaches and educates people in the clan. He reads books on weekdays and chooses something that is beneficial to the body and mind to broaden his mind. What kind of divine things is better? It's better to have less contact. You have been reading sage books for many years. Is it just to teach you to spread the nonsense of resurrecting the soul?" Song Zhiyuan said expressionlessly: "Ru Yi doesn't want to be a teacher in the clan but wants to practice Taoism, so he can step down. I have said a long time ago that you can go to Taoist temples at any time, and you don't have to worry about Zhou'er and the others. As a uncle, I will never delay or waste their knowledge."

Song Zhiqing smiled and said, "It seems that my brother doesn't believe it anymore."

Song Zhiyuan said: "The Analects of Confucius: Yongye" says: Fan Chi asked about it, and the Master said: To be honest with the people, respect ghosts and gods and keep them away, it can be said that he knows it. The eldest brother thinks you need to analyze the meaning."

Song Zhiqing looked at him for a long time, and grinned, "What brother taught me is that I agree with it."

Song Zhiyuan withdrew his gaze and coincided with the movement of the fishing rod in his hand. He immediately lifted it up. At the hook, a small golden fish struggled and swayed in the sun.

Song Zhiqing looked over and his pupils shrank slightly, and he was really caught.

Song Zhiyuan carefully took the little fish off the hook, and flicked the fish body lightly, saying, "You are also a greedy little thing who is not sure about the depth and insatiable thing. You bite the hook at will, and don't know if this hook will take your life. Let's spare your life today, go and remember the lesson and don't take risks again. Next time, there will be no such good luck."

As he said that, he threw the fish into the water, watched the little fish swim into the lake without leaving, and then looked at Song Zhiqing and smiled: "I never thought there was such a stupid little fish, my third brother thinks."

This smile is filled with a chill.

Song Zhiqing's back was cold and said weakly: "It was also a big brother's fish hook, and he was unlucky."

"Yes, I'm not lucky." Song Zhiyuan said meaningfully: "If he was lucky, he wouldn't be so reckless."
Chapter completed!