Return of the King, Chapter 1578 - 1472: Everything Is Settled

Chapter 1578: Chapter 1472: Everything Is Settled

The first child of Song Yun, Song Gangbeng, was finally born, and this birth seed sowhat unusual.

Elder Wang left a stepping stone in Song Gangbeng’s body, sothing Song Yun was not yet fully aware of; however, Song Yun knew that Elder Wang would certainly not harm his child.

Shortly after Song Gangbeng was born, Song ifeng and the others also ca to visit him.

"Look at the eyes and the eyebrows; they are exactly like Song Yun’s!" Song ifeng said happily, looking at Song Gangbeng on the bed.

"Of course, this is our Song Yun’s first child!" Song Ergou remarked beside her.

"This child is good."

Song Chun said, crossing his arms, "He will certainly be extraordinary in the future."

"Hehe."

Song Yun could only chuckle straightforwardly at this mont. Looking at his child swaddled in the blankets, Song Yun’s emotions remained unsettled.

This was his own bloodline!

From Song Gangbeng, Song Yun felt that bond of shared blood!

The joy of being a first-ti father kept Song Yun’s blood in a constant state of excitent.

In the evening, Mr. Song appeared in the delivery room.

Beside Mr. Song, Elder Wang supported him with one hand; Mr. Song’s complexion seed very ashen, but it was clear he was quite delighted.

"This is my great-grandson!"

Mr. Song reached out and gently touched Song Gangbeng’s face. At this mont, Song Gangbeng, who was already asleep, waved his hand, seemingly trying to fend off the hand disturbing his slumber.

"Hahaha!"

Mr. Song laughed happily, then withdrew his hand and said to Song Yun, "Song Yun, I’ll have soone take good care of this side. All of you, follow

to the ancestors."

Song Yun’s expression turned solemn; he knew Mr. Song was about to announce a decision that would impact the Song Family and the entire Beijing and Shen Zhou situation.

The surrounding people seed to sense sothing as well, all quietly watching Mr. Song.

Mr. Song didn’t say more and instead walked unsteadily out of the delivery room.

An hour later.

Almost everyone in power within the Song Family appeared at the ancestral hall located outside Beijing.

The last assassination attempt seed to have left this ancestral hall unhard; it remained as peaceful and solemn as before.

Everyone gathered before the ancestor’s plaque, Song iqin, Song ifeng, Song Dong, Song Chun, Song Ergou, Song Yun—all of them bearing the surna Song—knelt before the ancestors’ plaque. At the forefront stood Mr. Song straight-bodied.

At this mont, Mr. Song no longer seed like a frail elder but like a mighty ancient pine, strong and vigorous.

Mr. Song gazed mistily at the ancestor’s plaque for a long ti before turning around and saying calmly, "Today, the fifth generation of our Song Family lineage is finally born."

"Congratulations, brother."

Song ifeng was the first to speak.

"Hehe, the birth of the fifth generation has finally settled a concern of mine." Mr. Song chuckled, glancing at Elder Wang beside him.

Seeing Elder Wang walk to a cabinet on the side, then open it and take out a booklet.

Song Yun had seen this booklet before; it was the one Mr. Song used when adding Li Shishi and Qingluan into the family registry.

"I, Song Wu, have occupied the position of the Song Family Patriarch for decades..." Mr. Song accepted the booklet and said, "During these decades, the Song Family has risen and fallen several tis; each ti, we faced everything in the strongest posture, except for one matter, which I always regretted."

Mr. Song glanced at Song Ergou and continued, "That incident forced Song Ergou’s branch of the family to leave Shen Zhou; it’s always been a burden in my heart. Fortunately, blessed by our ancestors, Ergou has safely returned to the Song Family."

"According to the Song Family’s ancestral tradition, the role of the family head has always been taken by the direct lineage. Ergou’s performance since returning ho has been evident to everyone. Ergou led our Song Family to confront the Li Family, Zhao Family, and Zhou Family—a feat accomplished over there in the Jiang Region. All of this shows that Ergou is a capable person. And I, I have grown old... I know my days are limited, so I feel it’s ti to pass the position of Song Family head to the next generation."

No sooner had Mr. Song’s words settled than Song iqin’s voice rang out, "Brother, don’t say such unlucky things. You’re still in your pri, aren’t you? Look at ; I’m older than you, right? I feel I can still live a good few years."

"I know my own body." Mr. Song shook his head, saying, "I can no longer steer the great ship of the Song Family. Instead of letting the Song Family decline along with , why not let the younger generation guide it forward?"

"Brother..."

"No more." Mr. Song said firmly, "The decision is final. From today forth, Song Ergou will be the fourth-generation head of the Song Family, responsible for all affairs. Everyone must center their will around Song Ergou; everyone must obey Song Ergou. This is my, Song Wu’s, the Song Family’s third-generation patriarch’s, final command."

As soon as Mr. Song finished speaking, the entire ancestral hall fell into deathly silence.

Many were stunned and looked at the old man in front of the plaque, although Song Ergou’s ascension was inevitable... but just like that, allowing Song Ergou to ascend? Seed like Song Ergou was just in his forties? Seed like Ergou had returned ho for less than a year? Wasn’t this Song Family head position given too quickly?

No matter the expressions around, Mr. Song imdiately opened the booklet, took an inked brush, and wrote Song Ergou’s na in the family head column.

From then on, Song Yun’s father, Song Ergou, would officially beco the head of the Song Family, and Mr. Song would officially retire to a secondary role.

Song iqin looked gloomy, watching Mr. Song write everything down but said nothing more, while Song ifeng’s eyes were full of joy; as for Song Chun and Song Dong, these two n rarely showed emotion. Of course, being Song iqin’s partner, Song Dong gave Song iqin several glances, and seeing Song iqin no indication to speak, Song Dong remained silent.

"Ergou, co up."

Mr. Song looked at Song Ergou, who was kneeling on the ground before him, and said.

Song Ergou stood up and walked to Mr. Song.

"Hand."

Mr. Song said.

Song Ergou extended his hand.

Mr. Song took Ergou’s hand and, taking a needle beside him, pricked Ergou’s finger lightly.

A drop of blood appeared on Ergou’s thumb.

Mr. Song held Ergou’s finger and pressed it onto the three words of Song Ergou in the booklet.

Everything seed to have beco settled.