Chapter 43 Challenge [Vote for Monthly Pass]
The Song Family's second generation members generally held official positions at the court, and among the third generation's male members, except for Song Yu, they all served in the military and did not reside at home regularly. Therefore, the Old Lady chose to hold the family banquet on a day off. Li Nuo heard from Song Mu'er that the Song Residence held such banquets once a month.
For prestigious families like the Song Family, frequently hosting family banquets was meaningful, as it helped to strengthen the bonds between family members and cultivate a sense of belonging to the family.
Having grown up in this environment, even daughters who had married out would not consider themselves outsiders.
For instance, his own wife.
And Song Zhen, Auntie.
During the Old Lady's last birthday banquet, Li Nuo had been fussed over by Auntie Song Zhen, who had poked and pinched him all over. Today, finding her gaze repeatedly surveying him, he instantly felt uneasy all over.
The beautiful lady stared at Li Nuo's face and couldn't help but exclaim, "Tsk tsk... You look exactly like your father when he was young, carved from the same mold."
A man approached with a smile and said, "What, Sister, it's been nearly twenty years, your two children are married off, and you still cherish feelings for Li Xuanjing? If your husband knew, he might get jealous again..."
"There are plenty of women in Chang'an who fancy Li Xuanjing. If I can't have him, is it so wrong to reminisce?" retorted the beautiful lady, giving him a disdainful glance, "Song Hao, are you itching for a beating, or do you need me to loosen your muscles for you?"
"No, no, no need..." The man waved his hands hastily and walked over to Li Nuo, examining him closely, and commented, "Really, the resemblance is uncanny. If not for your betrothal to Jiaren, I wonder how many daughters of nobles would struggle to restrain themselves..."
As the elders joked around, Li Nuo had no appropriate response, merely giving the man a fist salute and saying, "Uncle Four, I pay my respects."
This man was the Old Lady's fourth son and the father of sisters Song Mu'er and Song Ning'er.
Song Hao smiled and gave Li Nuo a gentle pat on the shoulder, "Not only do you resemble him in looks, but you share the same intelligence too. Mu'er always says she can't understand what Mr. Chen teaches, but as soon as Brother Li Nuo explains it, she gets it..."
"Of course, didn't you see whose son he is?" Song Zhen said looking at Li Nuo, unable to resist caressing his face once more, with a hint of regret, "If I had married your father, you would be my son now, sigh..."
From a scientific perspective, had Auntie Song Zhen married his father, Li Nuo would not exist.
However, from her words, Li Nuo detected a hint of gossip. His father, in his youth, must have been quite popular and sought after by women.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have been the case that even after twenty years, some were still unable to forget him.
Auntie Song Zhen seemed to be looking at him, but in fact, her eyes were filled with the image of his father in his younger days.
"Brother Li Nuo, let's play shuttlecock!"
Feeling very uncomfortable under her gaze, Li Nuo was relieved when Song Mu'er came over in time to rescue him. Auntie Song Zhen's gaze shifted from him as she waved her hand, "Okay, okay, go play with Mu'er..."
Li Nuo did not play shuttlecock with Song Mu'er. His own shuttlecock kicking skills were not even on par with the maids of the Song Residence, so naturally, he wouldn't waste his lifespan just to play with her.
At his suggestion, the two of them ended up playing Go.
Li Nuo only understood the basic rules of Go and was not very skilled at it, but since Song Mu'er didn't know how to play Go, he taught her the simpler game of Five-in-a-Row. While playing, Li Nuo suddenly remembered something and said, "Sweet potato, sweet potato, I am a potato!"
The young lady across from him was deep in thought about where to place her piece and without even lifting her head, she responded, "Do you want sweet potatoes? I'll have the kitchen make some for you later..."
Li Nuo was somewhat at a loss for words and said, "Ning'er, stop pretending to be your sister..."
As a twin sister, Song Ning'er had a special affection for impersonating her sister and never tired of it.
But how could a person possibly fall for the same trick in the same place three times?
Song Ning'er finally realized something and, with a humph, looked up and said, "Why should she be the elder sister? It's just that she was born a moment before me. If mother had given birth to me first, then I would be the elder sister..."
Song Ning'er, frustrated and embarrassed at being uncovered by Li Nuo, messed up the game board and ran off in a huff.
An identical figure walked in from outside, and seeing this scene, immediately asked Li Nuo, "Did Song Ning'er impersonate me again?"
Li Nuo nodded.
Song Mu'er lifted her head proudly and said, "It's a good thing I'm smart. Having you check with the secret code each time or else she would have tricked me again!"
Li Nuo didn't want their sisterly relationship to become too tense, so he suggested, "Blood sisters shouldn't always act like enemies. As the elder sister, you could indulge her a little more often."
Song Mu'er snorted lightly, "If only she didn't try to compete for everything with me..."
However, Brother Li Nuo was right; as the older sister, she needed to act the part. Unlike Song Ning'er, who was rather petty, after a difficult internal struggle, she lifted her head and said to Li Nuo, "Brother Li Nuo, you can explain problems to Song Ning'er and play with her, but you must promise that, other than Jiaren Sister, you and I will always be the best of friends!"
Faced with Song Mu'er's innocent request, Li Nuo helplessly said, "Okay."
"Pinky swear!"
"Pinky swear."
After making a promise with Song Mu'er, they played a few rounds of Go before it was time for the noon banquet.
The location of the noon banquet was still in the same hall where the Old Lady had celebrated her birthday, with a long wooden table that almost stretched from the innermost part of the hall to the entrance.
The Song sisters, including Song Mu'er, sat beside their parents.
Li Nuo and Song Jiaren, being the youngest in rank, sat at the back of the long table, with Li Nuo at the end of one side, directly opposite Song Yu.
Song Yu glanced at Li Nuo and Song Jiaren, then quickly averted his gaze.
Although Jiaren used to beat him up when they were younger, she was still his sister, and he hoped that she would be happy.
He always resented the fact that the best of his sisters had married a fool. So, he never liked the Li Family fool and would seize any chance to trouble him.
Now that Li Nuo was no longer foolish, Song Yu found him much more agreeable, even though he had suffered at his hands. Regardless, as long as his sister was happy, that's all that mattered.
Song Qian, sitting beside Song Jiaren, was in a sour mood to begin with. Looking up, her gaze caught sight of a bruise under Song Yu's eye and asked, "Yu, what happened to your eye?"
Song Yu quickly lowered his head and said, "It's nothing, just an accidental bump."
Song Qian furrowed her brows and said, "An accidental bump... Why don't you bump another one for me to see?"
Song Yu kept his head down, silent.
Song Qian asked sternly, "Who did this?"
Just then, a young man sitting beside Song Yu spoke up: "It was those two brothers from the Zhou Family. They ganged up on him, which is why Yu got the short end of the stick."
The Song Family's relatives had already been familiar to Li Nuo. The young man who spoke was Du Jin, the youngest son of Song Zhen's aunt.
Song Qian put down her chopsticks, angrily saying, "How preposterous, does the Zhou surname think our Song Family has no one to stand up for us? Song Jin, are you going to just watch your brother get bullied by outsiders?"
Among this branch of the Song Family, Song Qian was the eldest sister. Being singled out by her own elder sister, before Song Jin could say anything, Song Yu said, "Big sister, let's not bother with this. I've already sent a challenge to the Zhous, and I've arranged with friends to teach them a proper lesson tomorrow in the woods behind the academy..."
Song Qian asked, "The person you arranged with, is he reliable? When I get back to the Chen Family, I'll tell your brother-in-law to have Chen Yu and the others come support you..."
Song Yu confidently said, "Wang Hua has just broken through to the Inner Breath Realm. Taking on Zhou Yu, Zhou Tao, and those useless lackeys around them is nothing. I can handle ten of them single-handedly. Tomorrow, I will definitely get my revenge!"
Li Nuo, who was quietly eating, glanced up at them.
He wasn't part of the Song Family, and he had no blood relation to Song Yu. It didn't incense him the way it did Song Qian when Song Yu got beaten.
All he knew was that Song Yu and others had set a time for a group fight tomorrow.
Under Daxia Law, an unarmed brawl would warrant forty lashes; those who fought with weapons, sixty lashes; breaking teeth, mutilating ears or noses, blinding an eye, or breaking fingers or toes resulted in one year of imprisonment; breaking two teeth or fingers, or shaving head, one and a half years; breaking limbs or blinding an eye, three years; if three or more people jointly assault and injure someone, increase the penalty by one class; for five or more, increase by two classes, and for ten or more, by three classes...
Given his current understanding of the Law Code, the stronger and more prestigious the criminal, the more years would be added to the sentence.
Cultivating Legalism and judging nobles was also an easier way to increase one's cultivation compared to judging commoners.
Song Yu and the Zhous had arranged for a good number of people for tomorrow's brawl, including masters of the Martial Path.
If he could swoop in and take care of them all in one go, wouldn't it be thrilling for him?
The thought made Li Nuo uncontrollably happy.
While Song Yu was planning the fight for the next day, his gaze inadvertently caught Li Nuo, whose smile he couldn't quite suppress. It looked as though he was laughing at him for getting beaten, which made Song Yu feel both embarrassed and angry. He put down his chopsticks and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Li Nuo waved his hands repeatedly, "Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something amusing..."