The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

He clenched his fist. Now that the Meiling rebels have been defeated, it's time for him to rectify the imperial platform. Those officials who were promoted by Mei Xiang must be eliminated.

In the barracks, he arranged to take care of song Qingqing's people. He quickly mounted the horse and returned to the palace.

Overnight, Meiling rebels attacked the city quickly and lost quickly. However, great changes have taken place in the imperial court in the capital. Some families disappeared overnight, and no one knows where they have gone.

The officials of the imperial court were afraid that the royal guards would come to the court and go to jail.

In the Song Dynasty, the old lady looked at her son, who was standing in front of her eyes, and said, "what? Just because I told you the truth, are you going to put me in jail? Come on, what have I ever been afraid of? That cheap girl, she killed my Ying'er. She is the reincarnation of evil spirits. You want to treat a evil spirit as a miracle doctor. You are all crazy. "

"Shut up Song Qingshan gave a cold drink, and his cold face was full of fierce anger. He asked in a deep voice, "it's clearly your granddaughter. Why can't you tolerate her? Are you satisfied that she must die? "

The old lady of song sneered and raised her lips. Her cold eyes twinkled with hatred: "yes, I want to tear down her bones and pull out her tendons."

Song Qingshan forced to close her eyes. The old woman was no longer saved. In her heart, song Qingqing was not her granddaughter at all. In fact, she never regarded her as her granddaughter.

The voice of Shen Ning, the old minister of Song Dynasty, came from behind Qingshan of Song Dynasty and said in a dumb voice: "Qingshan, she has made a mistake. Put her in the ancestral hall."

Mrs. song's face changed greatly. She looked at him in shock and said, "master, why do you treat me like this? Is Ying'er nothing in your heart? She is your daughter who has always been in love with you, and she died miserably. Aren't you sad at all? "

Old song Shangshu forced to close his eyes. The whole song mansion had undergone earth shaking changes because of song Qingqing. He didn't understand what the woman was thinking before. At that time, he also turned a blind eye. However, the strong rise of the third room of the Song family suddenly changed the overall situation, which made him unexpected but helpless.

He said in a hoarse voice, "it's over now. What are you sticking to? Yinger, she's dead. "

Old lady song cried and argued: "no, my Yinger is not dead. She often gives me dreams. She is not reconciled. She is not reconciled!"

Old song Shangshu's eyes flashed slightly and drank: "what are you still doing? She's crazy. Why don't you put her in the ancestral hall of the Song family? "

Mrs. song was stunned. A moment later, a sharp smile flashed across her lips.

Song Qingshan was slightly frightened, but she couldn't guess what she wanted to do. She just obeyed the order of song Shangshu and sent the crying old lady to the closed courtyard of the ancestral hall.

However, it happened in an instant. Mrs. song suddenly broke away from everyone's control and ran to the ancestral tablet. She bumped into it and yelled: "if the Song family comes out, she will die within two generations, and her children and grandchildren will die."

The pupils of song Qingshan and song laoshangshu are contracting violently. She is not cursing song Qingqing, but cursing Xuanyuan royal family. If it's spread, it's a felony to punish nine ethnic groups.

Song Qingshan had a decision in an instant. He said in a deep voice: "close the door of the ancestral hall quickly!"

When the gate of the ancestral hall was closed, all the servants in the room knelt down in fear. At this time, they knew that they would not be able to live since Mrs. song called out that sentence.

Sure enough, song Shangshu took the lead in saying, "Castle Peak, these people can't stay."

The crowd trembled and cried out: "master, please don't kill us. We didn't hear anything, and we will never tell you anything about it."

It's not a small matter that song Lao Shang's writing color is sinking. It's a bright curse. Mrs. song's hands are killing the living Song family. Even if the emperor dotes on Song Qing and doesn't pursue him, those imperial censors will never offend the Song family if they know something about it.

He forced to close his eyes. Song Qingshan was his son. He didn't know his temper and temperament. He was just and kind. If he was the master of the country, he would surely save the lives of these people.

But now the leader of the Song family is still alive, so the villain must let him do it.

The sharp eyes of the old minister of the Song dynasty fell on the people, and it took a long time for him to say: "as loyal servants of the Song Dynasty, you should know what to do now?"

At first, people thought that they could survive with song Qingshan, but now they have guessed that there is no way to survive after hearing what song Shangshu said.

A housekeeper kowtowed to him and said, "tell me back. I know what to do. Please take care of my family for the sake of my loyalty." With that, he ran into a wall and died.

The old minister of song has the same look. He used to be the Minister of the Ministry of war in Jinxi Dynasty. Naturally, he is used to killing and cutting scenes. The only thing he can do for the old lady of song to break into such a big disaster is to keep secrets, and never let the wind out. The dead are the best ones to keep secrets.

There was no room for song Qingshan to stop him, but in a moment, several servants in the ancestral hall all ran into the wall and died.

The smell of blood permeated the speechless father and son. Standing in front of the ancestral tablet, Mr. Shang Shu of Song Dynasty seemed to be aged for many years. He stood there reluctantly for a long time and whispered: "Castle Peak, it's time to do the funeral for your mother."

Song Qingshan's face flashed a touch of complexity. After a moment, he whispered, "yes!"

The next day, white lanterns were hung up in the old house of the Song family, and soon the news came to the city that the old lady of song died suddenly. Song Shangshu was in a sad and indignant mood, so he cancelled all the mourning and just wanted to finish the funeral in a low profile.

Song Qingshan didn't tell anyone why old lady song died, but Liu and song Zhili had already guessed that the matter was not so simple.

Song Zhili didn't ask too much about it, because she had played a decisive role in promoting the rumors of song Qingqing before, so in his cognition, this grandmother hated him and his sister extremely. It is reasonable to say that he is the only grandson of the Song family and should be loved. But he is so old that he has never seen this grandmother, which is enough to show how much she dislikes him.

He just went to the old house to worship, but he didn't even have a wake.

Standing under the eaves of the veranda, the elder Minister of Song Dynasty saw a young boy in white. He wanted to see his grandson for many times, but he was always stopped by his wife. Now, he is astonished by his elegant demeanor and his dilemma.