From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 495

Riding a horse, galloping wildly.

With anger in his heart, Song Wu returned to the Duke's Mansion as quickly as possible.

He saw his respected grandfather lying on a chair under a tree, basking in the sun leisurely.

He got straight to the point and said directly: "Grandpa, I want to go to war. I want to follow the Five Army Camp to fight the Eastern Tartars at Shanhaiguan."

Song Shanao opened his eyes, closed them again, and ignored him.

Song Wu was anxious and said quickly: "Grandpa, did you hear me? I want to go with the Fifth Army Camp."

Song Shan'ao waved his hand and said: "I heard you, you are not allowed to go."

"Why!"

Song Wu said loudly: "I have been training in the Fifth Army Camp for more than a year. I am no longer the young man I was before. Even if I go to the battlefield, I am definitely a fierce general. Why don't you let me go!"

Song Shan'ao said: "Why go? My Song family's achievements are enough. Even if I die, you can inherit the title of Marquis. In addition, the generals and connections I have trained are enough for you to use for a lifetime. Do you need to take risks at the border?"

"You are the only one in the Song family. If you die, the Song family will be gone. Why should I let you go?"

Song Wu's heart sank. He stamped his feet anxiously and said, "But... but if I haven't even been on the battlefield, I can't use your connections, and they won't really obey me."

"No need."

Song Shan'ao said lightly, "They don't need to really obey you. They are trained by me and will take care of you for the rest of your life. It's that simple."

"You just need to enjoy your life well, give birth to more sons, and expand my Song family."

Song Wu shouted, "Grandpa! I don't! I don't want to be the Marquis of Taiping! I want to be a real general! I want to establish merit and glory!"

Song Shan'ao smiled and shook his head, "No, you don't want to."

Song Wu was stunned for a moment. He never thought that his grandfather would completely ignore his feelings and pursuits.

He was so angry that he shouted, "No! I won't listen to you this time! I want to go!"

Song Shan'ao said coldly, "Zhou Yuan wouldn't dare take you without my order!"

Song Wu said, "If he doesn't let me go, I'll die in front of him."

Song Shan'ao finally stood up. He looked at his only grandson and said word by word, "Do you think you've grown wings? Do you think I can't control you?"

"Come on! Lock Song Wu in the maze!"

Several strong men rushed up and captured Song Wu.

Song Shan'ao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You have always liked the maze I built for you. There are your favorite toys and everything you like in it."

"I remember that you played in it before and didn't even want to come out for meals."

"Go and have a good rest for a few days."

Song Wu struggled hard and shouted, "No! I won't go! I don't like those things anymore! I don't like them anymore!"

His resistance was meaningless. Several strong men lifted him up, locked him in the maze, and locked the door.

Song Wu banged on the door and screamed hard, but it was useless.

He used up all his strength and finally collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

Looking at the high walls in the house that blocked his view, his most cherished toys were hung on each wall. When he was a child, he tried every possible way to get these things.

He saw an exquisite wooden horse, only the size of a palm, but it was made by the most outstanding craftsman in the Ministry of Industry. Pressing the mechanism, the wooden horse can grow wings.

This was won by Song Wu from a little prince, and he had fought several times for it.

He saw another wooden sword, which was the sword that allowed him to win four consecutive championships in the youth competition.

The past came to his mind.

"This child is aggressive and smart, and his kung fu is solid. He will definitely be a fierce general in the future."

"It looks like he is no worse than his grandfather! The descendants of Lord Song are really extraordinary."

"Song Wu, when you grow up, can you take us to fight with you?"

"Song Wu, I surrender, stop fighting, can't I call you my big brother!"

The words of the youth kept echoing in his mind.

Song Wu looked at these toys, each of which had its own story and legend.

He regarded these as treasures of his life, but at this moment, he only felt irony.

Why do I dislike them?

Why do I even hate them!

Song Wu picked up his wooden horse, gritted his teeth, and suddenly smashed it to the ground, crushing it with one foot.

"I don't need them anymore, I've grown up."

His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to be a young master anymore, I don't want to be Song Shan'ao's grandson anymore, I just want to be Song Wu!"

"The glory of our ancestors is not my glory!"

"I don't want to be a Taiping Marquis, superficiallyBeing praised by others, but despised behind my back. "

"I have to rely on myself to establish real merits!"

He rushed to the front, pulled off the lampshade, and picked up the candle.

He looked at everything around him and lit up his beloved toy with his own hands.

The flames burned fiercely.

The anger in his heart also burned fiercely.

The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was on fire, and the smoke rolled up to the sky.

The servants in the entire mansion screamed and shouted to put out the fire.

And under the old pine tree, Song Shanao, who was sitting on a chair, was staring at this scene blankly, and before he knew it, he was already in tears.

"Duke, the young master set the house on fire."

The old servant stood aside with his waist bent, his tone a little anxious.

Song Shanao murmured: "It's burning well, it's burning well. Only with the courage to burn the past can we have the courage to face the future. ”

“The road of a military commander is not so easy. This kid has always done things on a whim since he was a child, and he gave up halfway.”

“Carrying the maze of rebelliousness and arrogance, he will never have his own glory.”

“Only if he burns all this with his own hands can he prove that this time... he is no longer on a whim, and he will not give up halfway.”

The old servant whispered: “Duke, do you really want to send the young master to the battlefield? That is the only blood of the Song family!”

Song Shanao’s face turned cold, and he snorted heavily: “He is the descendant of a military commander! The battlefield is his destiny! It is also his choice!”

“If a soldier does not even have his own glory, what kind of shitty soldier is he!”

“His father can die, his uncles can die, why can’t he die?”

“My Song family is what it is today, not relying on servility, flattery and power, but on achievements and glory. "

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath, waved his hand, and said: "Go and bring him to my armory!"

Song Wu was rescued, his whole body was black, and he was still a little confused.

But he was taken to Song Shan'ao's armory.

He had never been allowed to enter this place.

This time, he was finally allowed to go in, and the moment he walked in, he felt the cold murderous aura.

He saw the tall and majestic back of his grandfather.

He saw thirty-seven sets of armor hanging on the stone wall, and each set of armor was covered with wounds and scars.

He saw swords, spears, swords and halberds, but they were all damaged, some were broken, some were curled, and covered with rust.

Song Shan'ao did not look back, but his tone was full of emotion: "Child, take a look."

"What do you think is the most important treasure of the Song family? It is not the red-lettered iron certificate given by His Majesty, nor the plaque written by the emperor hanging high on the gate of the mansion. "

"It's not the seal of the Grand Marshal of the Army, nor the official seal of the Duke of the State."

"It's these..."

Song Wu murmured, "What are these?"

Song Shan'ao said, "It's my armor and weapons, your father's armor and weapons, and your uncles' armor and weapons."

"These are all the glory and totems of the Song family. Without these, there would be nothing."

Song Wu opened his mouth and looked at these armor and weapons carefully. For a moment, he felt inexplicably sad and couldn't breathe.

Song Shan'ao sighed, "If you decide to go to the war, you must understand that you are not only carrying the glory of one person, but all the glory here."

"Don't be ashamed of these glories on the battlefield!"

"If you are afraid of fighting, if you are a deserter, if... you lose your glory."

"I will personally cut off your head and pay tribute to your uncles and fathers. Do you understand? "

Song Wu gritted his teeth and said word by word: "My grandson will never disgrace the glory of the Song family! Never!"