Chapter 758: Give up one's wealth for love only

　　 (758 gave up his wealth for love only, and failed after all his ingenuity)
　　 Song Ruqing is not actually missing, he just fell in love. Whether he is the Patriarch of the Song Family or not, he is a young man in his twenties. He will naturally fall in love accidentally.
　　 He was originally just an ordinary son of the Song family, who was Song Ruhai's cousin. They were no different at first. But fifteen years ago, when he was only twelve years old, he suddenly won the first place in the money guessing conference with an incredible victory and became the Patriarch of the Song family.
　　 Since then, his life has been completely different from Song Ruhai.
　　 In the first few years that he took this position, he still needed to worry that his position would be emptied by the prestigious treasurer, his uncle Song Xiangyi. At that time he still had to rack his brains to deal with it. Until he finally found a reason to sweep Song Xiangyi out.
　　He found a man who was not threatening to him and bowed his head to act as the chief treasurer. In fact, in this position, with so much capital in hand and controlling so many industries that can be used, normal people will do well as long as they don't go too far.
　　 Since then, his life has become boring, and his whole life seems to be gray.
Song Ruhai has worked hard for fifteen years in the Xuanmen, while Song Ruqing lived idly in the Song’s house with extravagance and desperation. After enjoying everything he could enjoy, he finally entered and did nothing. What can be done.
　　 Live like years, but he doesn't want to die. It's like sleeping too much, I can't sleep, but I can't get up. But he was not interested in letting him do anything. Because he has enjoyed everything he can enjoy. He is not even interested in cultivating longevity.
　　 What's the point of being alive? It's better to be fed up with natural death and reincarnation...
　　 Of course he thinks this way now, it's hard to say whether he thinks this way when he is dying. So from time to time, he would find some experts in the profound sect to teach him to breathe and adjust his breath. But too hard, so longevity is also suffering. It's better to wait until tomorrow.
　　Until he saw the bright color in his life again.
　　 That day, he was looking bored at the courtyard in front of the window. Although it was late autumn, it was still flourishing like spring. At this time, a maid wearing a black beard was walking down the long corridor.
　　 She is not tall and has a slender figure, but she has amazingly perfect proportions, just like a slim bamboo in the wind.
　　 A strand of blue silk curled up wearily around her ear, like some kind of beautiful vine. Her pupils were as clear as spring water, and her quiet face seemed to hide a thousand words in her tight lips.
　　 This maid named Ye Nu'er is not a mortal, but a nun. She has served the Patriarch in the Song Family Mansion for many years, or how many Patriarchs she has served. Song Ruqing naturally could not have met her for the first time. But he doesn't know what the situation is, he usually ignores this woman, but this eye goes straight to the heart.
　　His life finally has color. They soon swear each other together.
　　 "I hate the Song family." Ye Nuer said one day.
　　 "I also hate this place. This is a cell full of money. I can't stand it a long time ago." In this regard, Song Ruqing and her hit it off.
　　 "Then take me away, don't tell anyone, we will never come back."
　　 "Okay, it's a deal!"
　　 So the two ran away quietly, running unconsciously. From this night on, no one in the entire Song family knew Song Ruqing's whereabouts. It's just hard to say who abducted whom.
　　 If he hadn't walked so clean and silently, and just asked for a leave with the elders, for example, he would come back after a year out and play, the Song elders would have no choice but to let the family head go crazy. Under this circumstance, the industry is managed by a big shopkeeper, and the Patriarch's decision-making power is temporarily represented by the elders. As long as his life is safe, the Song family can continue to maintain it.
　　 But he slipped away and didn't leave any words. In this case, he would be stuck if he encountered a situation that required the decision of the family owner. The Presbyterian Church has no choice but to start the "Guess the Money Conference" and re-elect the family head.
　　 So when Song Ruqing continued to linger with Ye Nuer in a place where she was missing, Song Ruhai continued to fight the Fengtao Pavilion, step by step approaching his position as the head of the Song family.
　　 went through a very tragic battle again. You come and I kill you and I don’t know how many back and forth, and no one is willing to admit defeat, Song Ruhai finally won the final crucial round completely by luck.
　　 Song Ruhai finally breathed a sigh of relief. He reached the top four! Win two more games, and he will become the true master of the Song family! The only pity is that today's game is over. The final battle of the top four is extremely important and will not be held here continuously.
　　According to the usual practice, the final four-final battle will be in a place where everyone can watch. The new Patriarch will be decided under the witness of many Song family children, and will be recognized by the circle passed down by the Song family ancestors. Since then, his position has never been challenged. Song Ruqing can be swept into the garbage dump of history.
　　 And on another seat in the same attic, he was dumbfounded.
　　 No matter what he does, he almost infers everything in his mind beforehand. What will he do first, then what happens in the middle, how he will deal with it, and what will be the final outcome. So even if it is defeated, it will be in his expectation, and it will never exceed his expectations so repeatedly.
　　 Shishi is a tree that keeps on branching off. Every ending he sees is nothing but a leaf. As long as he saw the direction of each branch, he naturally saw the end.
　　 However, everything fails here! It's as if he had sketched the whole tree in advance and saw the direction of each branch, but every time he reached the end, the leaf he saw was actually different from the one he had painted beforehand?
　　 Every time after he tried, he recognized the reaction of the other party and made it clear that the bowl facing upward was a human head. However, after the person opened it lightly, he saw the year number!
　　 Thinking calmly, this can only show that the logic of inference he imagined is wrong. The tree of the world that he sketched in his mind was inconsistent with reality from the beginning.
　　 Maybe it's this ugly woman who has already seen his way of judging. Whether it is the subtle movements of the hands or the inner fluctuations, they are actually pretends. As long as she deliberately pretends, deception is indeed possible.
　　 Well, since you pretend, then I'll judge it the other way round.
　　 But he lost again!
　　 He thought to himself that since he believed that the other party would pretend to be tricked by various performances and adopt the opposite strategy to guess, Song Lan on the other side would also realize this. So Song Lan deliberately flipped the strategy again and he could be fooled.
　　 What about the next round? Desperate the brain to turn crazy. At this point, it can only be said that his method of observing words, watching colors, and judging what's under the bowl through divine consciousness fluctuations has failed. They have reached the same level and have begun to bet on each other.
　　 Song Lan did grasp his mindset, but it was not necessarily stronger than him. Because the patterns of thinking are the shackles that dull people put on themselves. It is very easy for him to break through this stereotype. Even if he may not be able to defeat this weird woman~EbookFREE.me~, he can still do it back to the point of pure luck.
　　 He decided not to make any judgments based on the performance of the opponent. Because those judgments are a kind of interference and traction on his thinking, both positive and negative.
　　 He thought about it, and he guessed the head for the next three consecutive games. No matter what he sees, no matter how he wins or loses, he is determined.
　　 The woman's gentle face had a slight smile that made him hateful, and every time she held the copper coin a bit jerky and carefully placed it under the bowl and turned it over. Xunzhu can even tell how many times she has flipped through the movements of her wrists.
　　 But it's useless. He didn't know the original direction of the coin, and even this action might be a disguise.
　　 "Head!" Gouzhu didn't think about it anymore, and played the cards directly according to the established plan. But he lost again! Another hundred taels!
　　 lose three games in a row! She actually buried her head in three consecutive games. Is she a who can predict the future?
　　 Gouzhu scratched his head a little bit fiercely, scratching his head with a rustle. He watched the silver he won flow by like water, and felt a burst of pain in his heart. But the woman still smiled gently, and continued to win.
　　 It is even more horrible for him to bury the coins to guess. Whether he bury the year or the head, the other party does not look at his eyes at all, nor does he speak any words. As soon as he held the bowl, Song Lan immediately said the correct answer, as if the bowl was transparent to her.
　　 lost a total of more than fifty times. He sighed, and he completely accepted it. Seeing that only half of the nearly ten thousand taels of silver had been won, he decided to surrender if a good man did not fight with a woman.
　　 At this time, he suddenly thought of a question: Song Ruhai wants to seize the position of Song family Patriarch? Give it up, it's impossible to have this sister Lan here?