Ninefold Purple

Song Mo didn't know how he got back.

On his return journey to Xinglong, he received the news of his mother's death.

For six days and five nights, he traveled day and night and returned at a gallop.

All the guards around were left far behind, only Yu Jian followed.

The moment he jumped off the horse, his legs gave way. If the steward on duty at Yu Jian's gate hadn't helped him up, he might have knelt on the ground. [

"Master Shizi, Lord Shizi!" There was a choked voice full of sobs, with joy and relief at seeing him come back.

With tears in his eyes, Song Mo ran towards the mourning hall along the floating sacrificial curtains.

"Brother!" Song Han, who was thanking before the funeral, threw himself into Song Mo's arms like a numb suit, "Why did you come back?" His voice was full of fear and complaint.

"It's my brother's fault!" Song Mo hugged his younger brother, tears overflowing from his bloodshot eyes, "It's all my brother's fault...I came back late..."

Song Handa was crying: "Brother, brother!"

Song Mo led his younger brother and knelt before the coffin.

"Mother, I'm back!" He kowtowed three times to his mother with tears all over his face.

Someone from the side came over: "Heavenly gift, put on the filial piety clothes."

It was Song Qin's voice.

Song Yichun takes good care of everyone in the family.I found an errand for my eldest cousin Song Maochun in the Lin Heng Office of Shanglinyuan. After a few years, I tried to squeeze out the office of the Lin Heng Office and let Song Maochun be the official.The cousin Song Fengchun served as the deputy envoy of the Taxation Department of Chongwenmen, and another cousin Song Tongchun served as the deputy envoy of the Neiku Yizi Library.The Linheng Administration is still a genuine eighth grade, and the Deputy Envoy of the Taxation Department of Chongwenmen and the Deputy Envoy of the Neiku Yizi Library will not let them go, but they can't stand the richness of the oil and water-the Linheng Administration's annual tribute fruit.Chongwenmen Taxation Department is in charge of collecting the wine tax into Beijing, and the B-character library of the internal library belongs to the Ministry of War, and the fat coats, combat shoes, and sergeant's fur hats of all guards are under its management.Although the officials are small and humble, they are all members of the Song clan.Even the servants and young ministers will give some favors when they see each other. If Shangfeng gains any benefits, they will not lose their share, and they will have the land left by their ancestors.I don't know how comfortable life is.

Therefore, Song Yichun's prestige in the Song family was very high, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he kept his word.

Song Qin is seven years older than Song Mo, married last spring.

Before getting married, Song Maochun brought his son to see Song Yichun, hoping that Song Yichun could find a good job for his son, but was reprimanded by Song Yichun: "Short-sighted! Jingzhi has passed the government examination, and he will be able to get a job right away." Qualifications. You should put your mind on studying! If he can be a scholar, I can speak in front of the emperor. Find an official eight-rank Weizhi official! That prospect is much better than yours! You can’t be like you and be a low-level subordinate for the rest of your life! If Jingzhi doesn’t have this luck. At that time, it will not be too late to find him an errand." He added, "Our family is weak, and we need to stick together. Even if Song Mo has superpowers and no blood relatives to help him, it is useless. You don't want to be rich and happy If you can let the children take a step, you must try your best to let the children take a step!"

Song Maochun was grateful, and thanked again and again.

Even Song Qin was very grateful.I feel that the second uncle treats me very sincerely.

He treated Song Mo and Song Han even closer as he treated Song Mo and Song Han as his own brothers.

The death of Mrs. Jiang was a major event for the Song family. It was like half of the building collapsed. Everyone in the Song family came to help.It's been two days since I slept soundly.

Song Mo let Song Qin put on filial piety with a dull expression.

Seeing that Song Mo was very thin and looked tired, Song Qin couldn't help helping him: "Go and wash your face first! The second uncle has been going to the inner room of the room, so you have to go and have a look." [

Song Qin's younger brother Song Duo just walked in from the outside.

He is four years older than Song Mo.Like all second sons, he has a more lively personality.

Seeing Song Mo, he yelled "Tianci", and said: "Go and rest! The deceased is gone, you have to take care of yourself. There are still many things waiting for you."

Song Mo didn't expect him to say something like "the dead is dead", if it wasn't for the deep pain in his heart, he wouldn't have raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Looking at the looks of the two cousins, they were both tired. Knowing that they had helped a lot these days, he grabbed Song Duo's shoulder, looked at Song Qin and said "thank you".

"My brother, what are you talking about!" Song Qin said modestly.

Song Mo nodded.

Song Han tugged at his brother's sleeve: "Brother, I want to go with you."

The death of his mother must have scared this eight-year-old brother who still sleeps with his mother!

A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, thinking that his father was in his mother's room, and if his younger brother left, there would be no one to thank him, so he had to be cruel, and whispered to Song Han: "Mother, you can't break people here, I will come right away." !"

Song Hanlin nodded with tears in his eyes, and repeatedly told his brother: "You must come quickly! You must come quickly!"

"Definitely!" Song Mo patted Song Chaohan's head, and was about to return to Yizhi Hall when he ran into his father's personal entourage, Lu Zheng.

"My lord," he wiped his eyes when he saw Song Mo, "you are back! The Duke has not eaten or drank these days, and we are all anxious to death. I heard that you are back, let me take you there Let's go to the room!"

Thinking of Song Qin's words, Song Mo immediately followed Lu Zheng to the room without hesitation.

Song Yichun sat cross-legged on the large kang in the upper room. The furnishings in the room were as before Jiang's lifetime, and even the rouge and gouache on the mirror table were the same as Jiang's habit. The comb is still casually facing the table.

Song Mo's eyes turned red, and his vision became a little blurred, but his father's dry voice came to his ears: "You're back! How are things going? Your mother was thinking about this before she was alive!"

"Meet the King of Liao." Song Mo saluted his father respectfully, and sat down opposite to his father under his father's signal, "The King of Liao already knew about the Jiang family. The doctor who helped me is that we treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Song Yichun nodded slightly.Sighing, he said: "It would be great if your mother heard the news before she was alive!" Then said, "You will report to your mother when she dies."

Song Mo promised.

Song Yichun took a look at the dusty son, and said, "Haven't you eaten yet? I'll ask the kitchen to get you something to eat. You can also wash up. Your mother loves beauty the most. If she looks at you like this, don't I know how sad it is."

Song Mo couldn't help but shed tears.He lowered his head and said "yes".

Lu Zheng came over to help him take a bath, and then a servant girl came to report that the food had been placed in the inner room of the upper room according to the British Duke's order. [

"Master Guo must want to talk to you!" Lu Zheng said sadly, "Master England is having a hard time these days!"

Song Mo was even more sad when he heard that.

On the kang table next to the inner room, there are several vegetarian dishes, a large plate of steamed buns, and a sea bowl of plain noodles.

"Hurry up and eat!" Song Yichun sat beside his son, looking at his son's speed.But the movements are still eating the meal with a bit of elegance and calmness.

"In a blink of an eye, you've grown up." He sighed, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, "I'm old too!"

Song Mo didn't make a sound.

He's not one to comfort people.I couldn't help thinking: It would be great if Tianen was here.Tian En is the best at making people happy.From childhood to adulthood, as long as there is an occasion with grace.Don't be cold.

He ate his meal quietly.

Song Yichun sat there quietly watching his son eat.

The room was quiet, only the sound of porcelain clashing was heard, which made the room even more quiet.

After Song Mo finished eating, the maids fetched water to wash his hands, served his usual tea, and quietly retreated.

Song Yichun looked at Song Mo with a complicated expression, but he still didn't speak.

Song Mo waited patiently, quietly and calmly.

A strange color flashed in Song Yichun's eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "Do you still remember Mei Rui, the big maid beside mother?"

"I remember." Song Mo didn't understand why his father suddenly mentioned the big maid beside his mother, but he still answered his father calmly. "She is the most capable maidservant around my mother."

"After your mother passed away. After seven or seven days, I'm going to let all the people who served your mother go," Song Yichun said, holding up the teacup, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his eyes fell on the person floating in the tea. On the green tea leaves like a small boat. "But on the night of Erqi, Mei Rui suddenly committed suicide by bumping into a pillar in front of your mother's spirit."

Song Mo's face changed slightly.

"Fortunately, it was in the evening, there were not many people, and Lu Zheng handled it properly, so this matter didn't spread widely." Song Yichun said, "I arrested all the people serving in your mother's room," he said. Having said that, he suddenly raised his eyelids, and looked at Song Mo with a sharp sword-like gaze, "Guess what Lu Zheng found?" Before Song Mo could answer, Song Yichun, whose face had turned livid, immediately Said, "That servant girl is four months pregnant, and she is already pregnant!"

"How is this possible?" Song Mo lost his voice, with an unconcealable shock in his expression.

The child is clearly not the father's.Otherwise, with my mother's temperament, she would definitely make arrangements before she died, and my father didn't have to explain to him, let alone be so angry.

Although the mother is very strict, or has been influenced by the Jiang family, she is not a rigid and mean person.If Meirui has her eyes on someone, since her mother likes her, she can tell her mother directly that she doesn't have to do such a scandalous thing.

Whose child is it?

If this matter gets out, my mother's reputation will definitely be criticized.

His eyes flashed, and he shot a cold light, but his father's voice came from his ear: "Lu Zheng went to search her house, and found a few horses in her house that were newly tributed by Jiangnan weaving this year, and there were a few more. It is a beautifully crafted ornament, one of which is a jade pendant, carefully carved from high-quality Hetian jade, with cloud patterns carved on all sides, and a big roc spreading its wings in the middle..."

Song Mo was stunned.

When he was born, his grandfather gave him such a jade pendant!

It is said that it was passed down from the ancestors of the Song family.

Song Yichun was furious: "Evil! You did a good job!" He slapped Song Mo with a slap!

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Sisters and brothers, this is the update for March 3st.

It took too much effort to write this paragraph, I became a character in the story, and I was overjoyed and saddened.

Allow me to take a break and write today's update.

The time is tentative!

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