Fast Transmigration: Save Him

Under the cover of the night, song Qingchen slowly approached the ancestral hall of the Song family. There were guards at the entrance of the ancestral hall in turn. It seemed that he was very afraid of escaping from the early Song Dynasty.

It seems that it's really difficult for him to get in. Let's see the order of the guard's shift first. Maybe there will be a gap.

Song Qingchen hid in the corner, paying attention to the movements of the guards around him.

In the middle of the night, most of the guards were tired. When they were on patrol, they lowered their heads and didn't talk to each other as before. Song Qingchen felt that his chance had come.

Sure enough, after a while, the last few guards also sat on the steps and dozed off, and some of them had already fallen asleep.

Song Qingchen gently from the side around to behind them, skilfully over the wall into the ancestral hall.

Song Lin is quite respectful of the ancestral hall. There is no guard in it. It seems that he is also afraid of disturbing the purity of the ancestors.

Song Qingchen went into the ancestral hall and looked at the tablets. He hesitated a little. After all, he didn't kneel down. He tried to restrain himself and looked for the basement in the ancestral hall.

The ground of this ancestral hall is paved with blue marble. If there is an entrance, there should be obvious signs of looseness, but he looked around and didn't find it.

Where is it?

Song Qingchen scratched his head impatiently and glanced at the futons on the ground casually. With a flash of inspiration, he quickly walked over and took the big one out of the middle, revealing a loose marble.

He took the marble away, and the basement appeared in front of him. He looked inside, and found that it was dark, close to the entrance, and nothing could be seen.

But he heard a faint breath.

"Is it the early Song Dynasty? I'm sent by the first lady. I'm here to save you Song Qingchen said in a low voice, and carefully staring at the door, for fear that the guards outside would hear it, and it would be bad.

"Cough, you... It's very deep here. You need to find a ladder or rope." The early Song Dynasty replied in a low voice that he never thought that Qing Jiu could find someone to save him.

Song Qingchen looked up and saw the ladder in the corner. He took the ladder, slowly put it down, and then climbed down with the candle.

The cramped space below and the bad smell made him frown. He looked around with a candle and saw the early Song Dynasty in the corner.

In the early Song Dynasty, he was not as embarrassed as he thought. Even though his clothes were a little dirty, his face was not bad. He was just a little weak.

"How are you? I'll take you out! " Song Qingchen reached for him and let him climb up.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he nodded. Although he had no strength, he could still climb up.

Song Qingchen watched him climb up slowly, but he was not in a hurry. Instead, he looked at the food on the ground. It was supposed to be the food of the day, but he didn't eat it at all in the early Song Dynasty.

In doubt, he squatted down, picked up a small stick beside him, dipped it in some soup, put it under his nose and smelled it. There was something wrong with it.

I don't know if I have to live carefully since I was a child like him.

Seeing that the early Song Dynasty had already gone up, song Qingchen did not stay any longer. He quickly climbed up, put the ladder back to the original place, and then pulled the early Song Dynasty out of the back wall.

It's too difficult for the back wall to turn in from the outside, so there is no guard at the back, but it's much easier to turn out from the inside.

After they came out of the ancestral hall of the Song family, song Qingchen took them to an inn nearby. He seemed to have a good relationship with the inn. Without saying a word, the shopkeeper took them to a guest room and prepared wine and vegetables.

"I'll call you fourth uncle for the time being. Tomorrow I'll bring my sister. Then you'll leave with her and don't come back for the rest of your life. I'll give you enough money to live the rest of your life without worry. By the way, you don't know who I am, do you? I am Song Lin's invisible son and song Qingjiu's brother. " Song Qingchen sat on the chair, picked up the wine pot, poured a glass of wine, looked up and drank it, as if he was very angry about his life experience.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, the boy in front of him was similar to the elder brother, but there were too many things in his eyes.

"You've been planning for a long time, haven't you? I just didn't expect that your sister would give you this good opportunity, otherwise you would have to wait a few more years. " In the early Song Dynasty, he poured a glass of wine, but only half of it. He put it down, picked up his chopsticks and tasted the vegetables.

It seems that song Qingchen does not want to answer this question.

"Will you kill him?" The early Song Dynasty asked faintly.

Song Qingchen took the hand of the wine pot, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and continued to fill the wine.

"Just now I saw the memorial tablet of his eldest wife in the ancestral hall of the Song family, but it didn't have my mother's; My mother thought he would marry her until she died. She was waiting for him until she died. I won't admit that I am the Song family. Tomorrow, I will change my name here. I won't let him die. I will let him live to see how his son, born of a mean son, has taken his hard work and become better and better. " When song Qingchen thought of his mother, he softened a little, but he was covered with sadness and his face became gloomy.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he nodded and did not speak any more. He just ate in silence.

The next morning.

Qing Jiu didn't sleep all night. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Fang Yu was sleeping soundly. She didn't wake her up. She got up alone and looked at the wedding dress on the table in a daze.

Last night, it was very quiet in the mansion. It seems that the Minister of Song Qing had already come out at the beginning of Song Dynasty? If he alerted the guards, the house would be noisy.

"Dong Dong Dong, miss, it's time to get ready to dress up." Outside the door a servant girl knocks to remind a way.

Qing Jiu went to the door and answered in a low voice. She turned her head and saw that Fangyu was awakened. She rubbed her eyes and got up from the bed.

"Miss, do you want to change your clothes with your maidservant?" Fangyu picked up a suit of clothes from the head of the bed and went to the back of the screen with her wedding dress.

Qing Jiu nodded and quickly changed his clothes.

After they change their clothes, Qing Jiu helps Fang Yu to put on all the jewelry, and then puts on a red cap and gives it to the maid waiting outside the door.

Everyone in the house knows about Fangyu's injury, so she didn't accompany the young lady today, but no one would be suspicious.

Qing Jiu hides in the room. Through the crack of the door, she sees that Fangyu is carried away by the servant girl. When everyone's attention is on Fangyu, she sneaks out, goes to the back door, covers her face with light gauze, disguises herself as the servant girl who goes out to buy, and leaves the house successfully.

Not long after Qing Jiu left the mansion, he saw song Qingchen coming.

"He's in the inn in front of him. Go ahead. The shopkeeper will take you." Song Qingchen said in a low voice, and then quickly walked towards the direction of the song house.

Qing Jiu nodded and went to the inn with his head down.

Song's house is full of joy. Song Lin greets the guests and pays attention to the surroundings for fear of any change.

The Wen family was also a little cautious, so they simply held a wedding in the Song Dynasty to save extra trouble.

This is what song Qingchen wanwan did not expect. He thought he could do it on the way to send the bride. It seems that he can only do it in the song Palace at this time.

However, the bride is surrounded by people specially arranged by song Lin. how can he find opportunities?

Song Qingchen frowned and mingled in the crowd, but he was still found by Song Lin, who had sharp eyes.

As soon as Song Lin's face changed, he ordered his servants to call song Qingchen to the back.

"What are you doing here?" Song Lin put his hands behind him and asked harshly.

"How could my brother not come when my sister got married?" Song Qingchen casually replied, stretching out his hand to pull the red cloth hanging on the pillar. It's the best cloth.

His mother didn't wear them.

"I've seen it, too. Go back!" Song Lin looked at him coldly, pointing to the back door, his face full of disgust, as if looking at a dirty beggar.

Song Qingchen looked back at him with the same cold eyes, but also a little more anger, let Song Lin shiver slightly.

"Go away!" When Song Lin looked into his eyes, he thought of his mother and roared angrily, but his roar was not worth mentioning compared with the firecracker music in front of him.

"There are only two of us here, Dad. I'm your only son." Song Qingchen sneers, takes out a package of things from his arms and walks to song Lin.

"Remember? This is what you gave to my mother to turn her beautiful and kind-hearted woman into a madman. Now, you are going to be like her, husband and wife, right? " Song Qingchen grabbed him by the neck and poured the package into Song Lin's mouth.

The white powder made him cough desperately, but the powder had entered his throat and he couldn't cough out.

"You, you villain!" Song Lin pointed at him and swore, "you have to die!"

"As long as I die later than you, don't worry, I will let you live and see how good I am!" Song Qingchen laughed a few times and took out a piece of paper from his arms. Then he pulled off Song Lin's purse and took out the seal of song's family.

"From then on, the surname here is Gu, not song any more." Gu Qingchen shrugged, dipped a little water in the nearby water tank, and printed the seal on the paper.

"No way! Those people in my song family... "

"Those people? Yes, they are all your confidants, but their wives and children are all on the farm in the suburbs. Who do you think they will listen to? " Gu Qingchen put things away and looked down at Song Lin, who fell on the ground, with a sneer on his face.

"Do you really think I'll stay on the farm and wait for you to kill me when you're not happy? Those farms in the suburbs have already changed owners, but you don't know it. Song Lin, I'm not my mother. " Gu Qingchen snapped his fingers, ran in from behind, saluted him, and then dragged Song Lin to the backyard room.

"Next, it's my turn to play." Gu Qingchen raised his hand and patted the dust on his clothes and went to the front yard.

The sound of firecrackers and ritual music in the front yard didn't know when to stop. The guests were also in a panic, and the people of the Wen family were stopped on the way.

Gu Qingchen went to the front hall, sat on the main seat in the eyes of the guests, and put the seal on the table.

There was an uproar.

"What are you panicking about? I'm taking care of your wife and children! "