C69 (2/2)

Amongst these popinjays, Song An had always been the one who saw the light the most. He was also the one who understood the light the most. The most precious thing was that he could pretend to be ignorant.

The imperial court was a busy time. It was both a challenge and an opportunity. The court officials knew very well what kind of people they were. If they didn't find something for them to do now, they wouldn't have a chance.

Gu Yan allowed them to be around the same age as Pei Yu, but the only difference was that they were spoiled by their families, while Pei Yu had his own plans and was gradually implementing them. With Pei Yu's talent, with just a few more years of training, he could become the new generation's cornerstone.

However, they were different. It was not that they did not have any plans, it was just that they were too lazy to think about their future and could clearly recognize themselves, but they did not know where their focus was.

Now that they were in the process of being forced, it was very normal for their emotions to rebound. Once they got used to it and accepted it, they would truly be able to see through it.

However, Song An was different from them.

The title of Marquis of Qi Yang should have come from Song Yi, but Song Yi knew that if he attacked Song An, the latter's existence would definitely be buried under him. And if Song An, who had died on the battlefield along with his father and hid in the shadows, came into view, then he would be forced to follow his father's path.

But how could Song Yi not know what his brother was capable of? Song An didn't have the ability to lead troops. If he wasn't present, he would have gone to the battlefield alone, leading to his defeat. This would damage his empire and the glory of the Marquis of Qi Yang would be gone.

Why not just directly put the title of 'Marquis of Qi Yang' on Song An and let everyone know of Song An's talent and not risk throwing him into the borderlands? However, Song Yi's greatest selfishness was probably to leave a trace of the Marquis of Qi Yang's bloodline, so that his mother and son could be happy together.

It was said that Song An was a game that could be played with such ease because of his father and brother. However, it was also possible that Song An was restraining him, preventing him from letting go of the shackles that bound him to himself.

”Brothers, we are all on our own paths, but I will continue to be a popinjay who eats and waits for our deaths, I will not hinder my brothers and become a stumbling block for them on their path forward. Similarly, I do not want them to throw the pot at me when things go awry for them, because I am a popinjay.”

As for Ji Shaohua, I feel that he is being too naive and has not changed his mind. Even if he is in love with Miss Lu, so what? My mother and my father are the same. My father told my mother to wait for him.

”The last thing I received was a handful of my father's ashes …” Song An replied, ”A man should act within his abilities. He would rather not make a promise than break it, so as to give others empty hope.”

”However, I still admire Ji Shaohua a lot, just like how I admire you. He has perseverance and determination, I just like the kind of temperament you guys have, one that won't give up until you hit the south wall. Especially after you hit the south wall …”

Hey hey, I was clearly sighing over my mental history just now, how did I suddenly become a ghost? That 'I really want to see you crying and bleeding after you hit the wall' look can be retracted a little! She's still here!

”Aiya, my apologies, is it not good for me to admire you?” ”Look, my brothers are all gone. You're the only friend left, aren't you going to obediently call me 'Big Brother' to comfort my wounded heart?”

Lu JinNian's face was filled with black lines. He stared at Song An for a while, before suddenly kicking him far away and sending him off with a word.

”Hur hur.”