Song Zhiyuan naturally knew that no matter how much he looked down on Song Zhiqing, he still had to end it. After all, this family has not yet been divided. They all prosper and lose.

If you don’t look at him, just look at Song Lingzhou and the others, you have to deal with this mess.

"Don't worry, now Bai Shi and Quan's mother are both dead, this matter has passed. Outsiders only think that they were buried under the ruins of the living courtyard."

Song Ci nodded: "That's good. If the third brother can have a better memory in this matter, it would be fine. If you can't, then you can move his position, and move his position on the open and the dark, and adjust an unimportant position."

Song Zhiyuan looked at her in surprise.

"It's not that my legitimate mother wants to suppress him, a concubine's son, and he will not let him go. In fact, you have also seen that he has a personality, soft ears and easy to be deceived, and he doesn't know what to do when he gets confused." Song Ci began to complain: "If your father wasn't still here and he couldn't bear to leave a few children, I would have thought of asking someone to testify and divide him out."

"Mom, parents are not separated."

Song Ci waved his hand: "I don't care about this. It's inevitable that the tree is divided into branches. In fact, it's not just about eating in the same pot to have a good relationship. If you have a good relationship, you can always go around and contact each other after you have a family. You can have a reunion dinner together during festivals. This is a good thing. If you meet bad things, you won't be taken over by everyone."

Song Zhiyuan laughed: "Mom, I really have something that I can't afford, and there are also nine clans."

"Unless it's a rebellion, some small things can also have an impact," Song Ci said: "The third man, sometimes he doesn't do anything with his brain, and I'm afraid that he will cause trouble for his family. If he is transferred to some less important position, then if others want to trick him into doing something, they have to see if it's worth it."

Song Zhiyuan smiled slightly: "Mom is really planning ahead."

Song Ci sighed: "I have little knowledge and I definitely don't understand any strategies. Sometimes I can't sleep, so I think more, right? You decide for yourself."

"Mom is for the good of the Song family, and there is nothing wrong with it. In fact, my son thinks so too, and has already applied eye medicine to the emperor. It is impossible for him to get promoted to a good position." Song Zhiyuan gently pinched his youngest hand and said, "It's just that he has been sitting in this position for a short time. Now there is no suitable position to adjust it, so he won't move for the time being."

He paused, lowered his eyes and said, "If he was worry-free, then it would not be a problem for this official to be retired. If you said, you still don't make progress. When Jie'er passes the exam, he will retreat."

Song Ci heard the meaning of this, which was nothing more than asking Song Zhiqing to make way for the younger generations.

Only a big man like Song Zhiyuan can decide a person's future so easily. Tsk, that trash, don't kill him anymore, otherwise this future will be worrying.

"Yes, it's a good story for brothers to be together. If brothers, fathers, sons and nephews are in the same ritual, it would be too shocking, let alone Zhao'er is still in the military camp. If you know all this in your mind, you'll know it." Song Ci said.

Song Zhiyuan nodded with a smile: "Don't worry too much, just enjoy your old age."

"That's natural. My grandmother is enjoying her grandchildren. Seeing Tianer's enjoyment, she doesn't care about the outside world." Song Ci smiled and changed the topic: "It's time for the Chinese New Year, but now I've done this. When Su'er comes back, you can send more people to pick it up."
Chapter completed!