Chapter 358

But will some people let him choose his successor without hindrance?

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Qian. He was standing not far away, his face was blue and his eyelids were drooping. He didn't know what he was thinking

The two brothers of song Qingyan stood beside him and looked at Song Tianwen, who was walking in the crowd and carefully selecting his successor. His eyes flashed with anger and reluctance: they are uncle's nephews. Why did he abandon them and pass on his throne to outsiders

Old lady song sat on the bamboo chair beside her and looked at the smiling song Tianwen. The people, children, and shrewd eyes narrowed slightly: Wu'an Marquis has inherited five generations. Tianwen is already the fourth generation. Is the last generation of marquis in the hands of outsiders

Song Tianwen walked slowly in the lines of clansmen. He looked at a famous child without a trace. His sword eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the children

All of a sudden, his critical eyes stopped on a three-year-old boy. He was white, chubby, with dark pupils. His face was round and chubby. He grinned and showed his white teeth. He was smart and dull. He looked so cute and cute that his heart melted.

Song Tian asked a little boy: "that's him. I'll take him."

The little boy's parents were stunned, and their eyes burst out with deep ecstasy: "thank you, thank you."

The smile on other people's faces is stiff, with strong envy, jealousy, heartache and disappointment in their eyes!

Song Tianwen turned a blind eye and strode to the little boy. He took him carefully and pinched his chubby face with a smile: "this child is predestined with my Marquis!"

"Yes, yes, he can be loved by the Marquis, and he is destined to be with him..." The child's parents flattered him so much that he couldn't see his eyes.

The little boy is lying in Song Tianwen's arms. He looks at him curiously with two big eyes. He doesn't know who he is at all. His dark pupil clearly reflects song Tianwen's figure. Song Tianwen is in a good mood. He holds the baby and strides to the high platform

Murong Xue blinked his eyes and looked at Song Qian quietly. He was still standing on the edge of the high platform with his eyelids drooping. He didn't know what he was thinking

"Song Tianwen is going to hold the little boy and go up to the stage to announce that he is the next Marquis of Wu'an. Song Qian still refuses to do so. He is really patient..."

"In Wu'an Marquis's house, there are three steps and one guard, five steps and one sentry. The guard is very strict. Song Qian's every move is under the surveillance of the guards. He dare not make any rash moves..." Ouyang Shaochen says lightly, the voice is clear.

"Really?" Murong Xue looked around without trace. He saw the bodyguards with long swords standing in all directions, with sharp eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, looking at Song Qian

Song Tianwen is really on guard against song Qian!

As a Marquis of Wu'an, song Tianwen knew his brother very well. He knew that he had ambition for the position of marquis Wu'an, and would seize the throne recklessly. Only then did he set up such heavy precautions to frighten him.

In the eyes of all, if song Qian dares to do something, he will be seen. Can he not only win song Tianwen, but also be criticized and reviled

In the golden sun, song Tianwen walked up the steps with his little boy in his arms. He stood in the center of the high platform and slowly turned around. His sharp eyes swept over a famous family member under the high platform. He said proudly: "from now on, this little boy is the son of song Tianwen and the legitimate son of Wu'an Marquis's house. After 100 years of my Marquis, marquis Wu'an will be one of them It will be up to him... "

"Boom!" A huge sound suddenly came, shaking the ground with a tremor

"What's going on?" People don't know, so they wait and see

Murong Xue looked up at Song Qian with a fierce smile in his mouth. He gathered his hands of ten successful forces and slapped them on the stone platform

The solid platform collapsed with a crackling crash, filled with smoke and dust, and the high platform became a ruin in a blink of an eye

Servant girls, Mammy, servants, bodyguards and clansmen were all stunned by the sudden change. It took a long time for them to react. The startled voice spread through the clouds and resounded: "no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, No The tower collapsed, and the Marquis was smashed into it... "

Old lady song's face was gloomy, and she snapped, "what are you doing? Don't hurry to remove the gravel and rescue the Marquis

"Yes, yes, yes!" People wake up like a dream and promise again and again. They rush to the high platform and quickly move away the stones

"Son My son... " The little boy's parents also came quickly, all eyes anxious to help carry the stone

There were 100 servants, Mammy, servants and bodyguards in the Marquis' house. They were moving back and forth to carry stones. They were very powerful. The clansmen could not get in touch. They stood in the unimpeded places and murmured: "this high platform has been built for many years, and it has been very solid. How can we say that it collapsed?"

"Isn't it that the child Fuqian didn't have the life to be a marquis?"

"If you want me to say, it should be that the ancestors of the song clan did not agree with the adoption of the son by the Duke of song and collapsed the high platform as a punishment...""But the child's surname is also song. He can't write two characters of Song Dynasty. The child can be regarded as a descendant of song's ancestors..."

"No matter his surname is song, he is not his own grandson. The ancestors of the Song family in the ancestral hall are all capable people, and they attach great importance to the inheritance of blood..."

"Keep it down, keep it down. This is in front of the song ancestral hall. If you talk about the immortal ancestors so wantonly, you won't be afraid that the ancestors will be angry and punish you..."

The people of the clan were silent for a moment. They looked at each other and stopped talking

Murong Xue curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Qian. He stood not far away, commanding a famous servant in an orderly manner. In his anxious eyes, there was an imperceptible evil

No wonder he was quiet and motionless just now. It turned out that he was standing on the edge of the high platform. Under the double cover of himself and the high platform, he attacked the high platform mercilessly. The movements were quick, cruel and accurate. With the eyesight of the guards and the position they stood, he could not see that he had ever played.

The high platform is made of stone. It is very strong. Song Qian must have hit several palms before he collapsed it, avoiding all eyes and ears, and smashing his own brother to death on the platform in front of the ancestral hall. He is really smart and ruthless

"I found the marquis. I found the Marquis..." The voice of Joy came into our ears.

Murong Xue looked sideways and saw that people moved several large pieces of gravel and carefully lifted song Tianwen out of the rubble

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