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At this time, Chen Qushui in Yizhitang was circling around the room anxiously.

Songluo sat beside her with her elbows on her shoulders, feeling that she was going to be turned around by Mr. Chen.

He couldn't help it: "Mr. Chen, would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Chen Qushui stopped when he heard the words, but he answered irrelevantly: "Hasn't Wu Yi come back yet? Go and see again!"

Yizhitang suddenly changed guards, and they were all detained in Yizhitang, and they were not allowed to go anywhere. Even the food was delivered to the door by the mother-in-law, and then brought in by the guards at the door.He only said that he had lost something valuable at home and was looking for it.However, within half an hour after Shi Zi came back, the guards at the door disappeared, and they were free to come in and out.

But Mr. Chen was in a hurry, so he hurriedly sent Wu Yi to look for Shi Ziye, and said that he must tell Shi Ziye about the abnormality in the mansion.

But Wuyi has been gone for almost an hour and has not come back yet.

When asked by Chen Qushui, Songluo also became a little worried.

He responded and went to the gate.

It was quiet all around, the entire Yizhi Hall seemed to be empty of people, but the noise from the mourning hall in front, which appeared and disappeared from time to time, made the courtyard even quieter.

Song Luo wanted to go to Wu Yi very much, but thinking of Mr. Yan's instructions before he was sent to serve Mr. Chen, he quickly put down this idea.

It seems that Mr. Chen thinks the same as he does. He thinks that what happened in the mansion is very strange, and he should tell Shizi as soon as possible.

"Why hasn't Wu Yi come back yet?" He said to himself as he walked back, "The son is back. He will definitely go to see the Duke of the country first, and then go to the funeral to observe his filial piety. It should be easy to find." ! Did something happen to Wuyi?"

But Chen Qushui, whom Songluo thought had the same idea as him, opened the door of the study at this time, looking at the leaves that were especially emerald green after being washed by the rain.Lost in thought.

In half an hour or so, the British government returned to its original state, that is to say, the result has come out.

Did Song Mo win or lose?

Logically.With scheming minds and close blood relatives, Song Mo will definitely lose his doubts; but this person is too ruthless, maybe even let him escape from death.

The most urgent thing is to know the outcome.

If Song Mo fails, he will definitely be liquidated. Although he is usually very cautious, he will burn all the letters he had with Fourth Miss.He never kept it, and the people in the British government also regarded him as a down-and-out scribe who was eating and drinking. Song Luo and Wu Yi revealed something to the people in the British government.It would be troublesome for him to be noticed by people in the British government.

If Song Mo has the initiative, he'd better stay here obediently and don't move—they just ran into his whereabouts by accident, and he will kill all ten of them to silence them. If he ran away when he was in danger, maybe even Miss Fourth would hate him, that would be even more troublesome!

Whether to stay here or take advantage of the chaos in the British government to sneak out of the mansion depends on whether Wu Yi can see Song Mo.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help secretly regretting it.

It would have been nice if he had left when the matter of the Jiang family had settled. [

While thinking, he saw Songluo coming back alone.

He couldn't hide his disappointment.

Song Luo hurriedly comforted Chen Qushui: "Maybe Wu Yi went to inquire about the news by the way. He should be back soon."

Chen Qushui nodded.

The two exchanged a couple of words, and Wu Yi ran back sweating profusely.

Chen Qushui's eyes also lit up.

Song Luo stood up happily: "Wuyi, have you seen the son?"

"No!" Wu Yi's voice panted a little because of the hasty walk, and he said, "As soon as Shizi came back, he was called by the Duke to talk. He hasn't come out yet. Ma Youming, deputy general of the Shenshu Camp, came to offer incense to his wife, sir. I went to ask the elder son to come out to thank him, but was stopped by Lu Zheng, saying that the elder son rushed all the way back to attend the funeral for his wife, and he did not sleep for six days and five nights. Take a nap and ask the uncle to help Shizi deal with it. He also said that if anyone asks, just say that the Duke and Shizi have important matters to discuss, and no one is allowed to disturb. To avoid being spread by people with ulterior motives saying that Shizi is not filial .”

The uncle is Song Mo's first cousin Song Qin.

"That's right!" Songluo relaxed her tense expression and smiled happily.

Chen Qushui decided to run away.

After riding alone for six days and five nights, he had to fall asleep!Not to mention that the old man from the Song family went in to take a look, even setting off firecrackers next to him might not wake him up, so is there any need to stop people outside?

He sent Song Luo and Wu Yi away, checked all the places in the house that he thought would leave any flaws, and put the 1000 taels of silver note that Dou Zhao asked Duan Gongyi to send in his arms, while thinking about Miss Fourth's work Really thoughtful, I took a few taels of silver and put it in my purse, waiting for the sky to get dark, thinking about going around the garden, and then I arrived at the front yard. It should be time for dinner, and it was the most chaotic time, it was With a good chance to leave, he opened the door of the inner room, smiled and said to Wuyi and Songluo who were standing under the veranda and said: "Since the son is fine, I am relieved. The weather after the rain is really good, just to go out Let's go!"

The weather is cold after the winter rain, where is it?

Wu Yi and Song Luo exchanged puzzled looks, watching Chen Qushui walking towards the small garden of Yizhitang.

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Song Mo could feel himself getting weaker and weaker.

Maybe you don't need to bother your father to open the ancestral hall, and you will die, right?

His eyes are a little dizzy.

The white mufurong on the opposite side turned into a white shadow, reminding Song Mo of his mother's smooth and jade-like face.

Mother must never have dreamed that her son would die in her room, right?

Thinking of this, Song Mo's heart moved inexplicably. [

Mother also died in this room.

This is fate?

Still a coincidence?

He bit the tip of his tongue hard.

Hibiscus blooms peacefully in a blue vase, which is peaceful and beautiful.

Huo Huo's footsteps could be heard outside, and his father's slightly apologetic voice interspersed with it: "For the sake of the evil son. I'm ashamed, ashamed..."

It came so fast!

My father must have sent a carriage to fetch them.

A trace of sarcasm appeared in Song Mo's eyes.

Uncle Song Maochun came in with a confused voice: "Tianci, what happened?"

"Didn't a maid hit a pillar and died a few days ago?" Father whispered. "She is Madam's personal maid. I thought she was serving the Lord faithfully, and I planned to let Madam accept her as a righteous daughter, and then they would be buried together in the Song family's ancestral grave. Who knew that maid was four months pregnant... "

"What?" Fourth Uncle Song Tongchun said in a panicked voice, "This dead body has killed two people. This is a serious crime. We must not let her be buried in our Song family's ancestral grave..."

"Fourth, listen to what the second brother said!" The third uncle has been scaring those merchants who came into the city for many years, with a hint of official authority in his voice, "Since the second brother found out, she will definitely not let her be buried in our Song family again. in the ancestral grave. Don’t always speak without waiting for someone to speak.”

The fourth uncle muttered softly, the distance was too far, Song Mo couldn't hear what he was saying, but one could imagine his expression, it must be wronged again.And Chennai.

He couldn't help but smiled again.

My uncle and two uncles depended on my father to live, and my father wanted to open an ancestral hall. Would they still object?

Song Mo didn't want to hear it.

But the voices outside had their own opinions, reaching his ears intermittently.

"Isn't she just a maid? It's her blessing that Godsend can see her! If she dies, she will die. There is no need to open an ancestral hall, right?"

"Hasn't the emperor already settled the case of Jiang's family? Moreover, during the autumn encirclement, the emperor specially called Tianci to give him a lesson. You don't even know how much our treasury and tax department envy me."

"Really, there are people left by Ding Guogong when Tianci is in his hands? We can just pick up this leak! Anyway, Dingguo's mansion is gone, so it is better to be cheaper than us than others. Tianci belongs to Dingguo after all. Dear nephew."

"Yushi impeachment can't be impeached without evidence, right? Didn't the servant girl hit the pillar and die? Let that maid named Xing die also! It's just right, the second sister-in-law can adopt her as an adopted daughter, let her Go underground and continue to serve the second sister-in-law!"

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The three of them seemed to have seven or eight mouths, making Song Mo's ears ringing from the noise.A splitting headache.

He smiled slightly.

The scene in front of him became more and more blurred, and the eyelids drooped uncontrollably.

No!

He can't die!

Song Mo bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

Vision became clearer.

But this clarity was short-lived, and his eyes blurred again.

Sudden illness for six days and five nights, a meal with a killing stick... His body has reached its limit.

So what?

Song Mo snorted coldly and opened his eyes again.

White hibiscus bloomed right in front of him.

He found that the stamen was light yellow, and at first glance it seemed to be completely white.

Why do you want to insert white hibiscus?

This time is also the flowering period of tea plum.

The big red sassafras is as gorgeous as fire but elegant and elegant.

A face suddenly appeared in his mind.

With a face like white jade, long eyebrows reaching into the temples, bright almond eyes, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he is wise and sassy.

Like sassafras.

It is so elegant, but it makes people feel gorgeous.

Obviously should be proud, but calm and straightforward.

I wonder if the flowers she planted have bloomed?

Song Mo said softly "Dou Zhao", and said in his heart: I also know that your baby name is Shougu...

He laughs.

Li's facial features are like the rising sun, warm and genial.

But before his eyes, there was a patch of paint.

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Song Yichun looked at his three cousins ​​with a livid face, without saying a word.

Song Maochun hurriedly pulled Song Fengchun who was sitting under him.

Song Fengchun stopped talking.

Song Tongchun also fell silent.

The three of them stared at Song Yichun intently, their faces full of respect.

Song Yichun's complexion improved a little.

He coughed dryly, and said solemnly: "I want to expel Song Mo from the Song family, what do you say?"

"Second brother, you are the patriarch, so naturally you have the final say." Song Maochun said hastily.

Song Fengchun also couldn't wait to say: "Kaici is indeed too disappointing!"

"I agree with whatever decision Second Brother makes." Song Tongchun said.

Song Yichun's expression became even brighter: "Since that's the case, then we will open the ancestral hall tomorrow. Don't be too late for eldest brother, third brother, and fourth brother."

"Certainly come, certainly not late."

The three expressed their opinions in a hurry.

Song Yichun stood up: "Then let's meet tomorrow."

"Good, good, good!"

The three of them filed out of the hall, and stopped under the veranda at the same time.

The big red lantern shone on their faces, they couldn't help but look at each other, and then avoided each other's eyes, one said there was something else to do, you go first, the other said that I would go back with my son, each found a way out of the British government.

Song Yichun entered the inner room with a gloomy face.

The red lanterns under the eaves shone in through the glass fan, and there was a dark brown mark on the ground, but Song Mo's shadow was not seen.

Song Yichun opened his eyes wide.

The white hibiscus on the coffee table is blooming, the blue curtains are quietly falling, and the benzoin in the room is sweet and long.

There was silence in the house.

Song Mo is gone.

"Come on!" Song Yichun stumbled out of the inner room and roared at the guards outside, "Come on!"

In the Ertiao Hutong next to the British Government House, two burly men carried an official sedan chair with a coarse cloth and green curtains, and the curtain of the sedan chair was embroidered with gold and silver dragon patterns, which can only be used by second-rank officials, towards Andingmen Street. go.

The cruel scene is finally over.

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It's sad to write!

ps: Make up for the update on March 3.

Tonight's update, everyone will watch it tomorrow.

I want to take a break and adjust my mood before writing.

※(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote, monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation.)

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