"As for the fifth brother coming to Yang's house, he didn't hand over the post, let alone say that he wanted to do it, he was going straight to the operating room, so that Zhu Shan and the others sent the fifth brother out of the Yang family's gate, the fifth brother was wrong in this matter, and it's no wonder that Zhu Shan."

Lord Friday looked at Zhu Shan, this beggar-like person beat him, forget it? Then he really became a joke.

"Not only don't blame Zhu Shan, it's because of Zhu Shan's help with everyone that enough penicillin is made, not to mention that Dong Shizi and General Fan Lao have been saved, and the wounded soldiers who came back from Baoding can also be treated."

Yang Mo didn't care about the second old lady's gaze.

The second old lady sneered in his heart, he knew that the Yang family would protect his shortcomings, and he knew that the Yang family would inevitably be as sharp as before when he came to this trip, but he still sent it to the door, this is a trick.

The Yang family thought that he was as easy to fool as the Chang family, the Yang family would just be pediatrics, and Zhou Chengling was too, he just entered Beijing and did not arrange the affairs of the military department, and did not ask for military power but came to support the Yang family.

As a child of the clan, it is not enough to be a little smart, but also to know how to weigh the weight, because the child of the clan is only one step away from the throne, this is the case when he is a prince, and it is also the same in the clan branch after many years.

As long as you think about the throne, you can give up anything.

The second old lady showed a cold look in his eyes, the third child was fighting outside and became a deserter, if the whole thing became a family affair instead of a state affair, Zhou Chengling would be so harmful to the third child because of his discord with their family, so that the fault of the third child would not be nothing, and the affairs of the clan would be over in the end.

The second old lady pretended to be so angry that she couldn't stand steadily, and asked people to sit down.

It's like this today, and I will wait until there is news from the third child. He only finished singing this play.

Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling.

The second old lady seemed to have come for Mrs. Wednesday's dead child, but there was less sadness and anger in her eyes, and more hypocrisy and calculation.

Especially the steward next to the second old lady is always looking around.

The second old lady's family didn't start out for Mrs. Wednesday, Mrs. Wednesday was just an introduction thrown out, and they had already calculated that they would come to the Yang family to make this scene.

Mrs. Wednesday's accident with the child was expected by them.

Yang Mo thought of the child who died before he could catch his breath, how could these people endure it like this, it was their family's blood and bones, and they didn't blink their eyes when they used it.

The Friday master lowered his head, as if he had no thoughts. just blindly obeys the second old lady, whether it is good or bad, it can't implicate him.

That's really smart.

Compared to the stupidity of Lord Wednesday and the Third Lady, Lord Friday has been pretending to show weakness.

Yang Mo suddenly figured out that this time he came to seek medical treatment, and the master deliberately made trouble on Friday. In order to prevent Mrs. Wednesday from being healed.

"The old lady should go back," Yang Mo looked at the second old lady, "There are still patients waiting for me to heal." ”

What does this mean, he is not as good as those sick.

The second old lady's eyes widened.

Yang Mo looked at Mei Xiang, "Help me go back." ”

This is the way to go, even the Friday master, who has been silent, raised his head. looked at Yang Mo in surprise, and watched Yang Mo walk towards the house.

And just swaggered away.

Throw their father and son in the yard.

What the hell is this Yang thinking? It wasn't that she could see their intentions.

……

Yang Mo returned to the house, and Zhou Chengling also followed.

This must have made the old lady angry on Tuesday, but since the second old lady entered the Yang family, Zhou Chengling has not said a word, I don't know what Zhou Chengling is thinking.

Sending his subordinates down, Zhou Chengling looked at Yang Mo, "Don't worry, I know what they want to do." Let's take our time. ”

Zhou Chengling has always been in the city, Yang Mo said: "The second old lady should already know about the old man on Wednesday." It stands to reason that the most important time to ask you what mistakes the Lord Wednesday made. ”

This should be what the Zhou family cares about the most, but the second old lady seems to be just angry that she is indifferent to Zhou Chengling, which can only be explained by one explanation, that is, the second old lady is afraid of alarming Zhou Chengling, and what the Zhou family really wants to do is to excuse the third master.

But how to excuse it, Yang Mo thought for a moment, "Could it be ......?"

Zhou Chengling saw what Yang Mo was thinking from Yang Mo's eyes, and nodded, "They can do everything." ”

……

On Wednesday, when the old man saw the housekeeper, he couldn't help but snot and tears flowed out.

The steward stepped forward and bowed, "Third master, you have suffered. The steward raised his head and immediately smelled a smell of urine, emanating from the Wednesday master.

Tied to the car and going to the battlefield together, how many times did he rush over on horseback when he saw the Tatars, and on Wednesday the old man couldn't control his legs trembling and immediately urinated.

Zhou Chengling, he has to remember this account all his life, he has never suffered like this, thinking of Zhou Chengling, the old man looked out cautiously, "Do others know that you came here?" ”

"I don't know, I don't know, the old lady has asked people to take care of it, and now the soldiers and generals are waiting to celebrate, and no one can care about this."

The Wednesday lord pricked up his ears and heard the lively sound outside, and put his mind at ease, and the Wednesday lord immediately saw the food box placed on the ground by the steward, "Quick, take out the things for me to eat, I'm ...... Fast...... starved to death...... These days...... I don't know what it is...... That Zhou Chengling...... Say...... Dong Zhao: They have been hungry for so many days, and they also let me ...... Taste it, bastard. ”

The steward immediately opened the food box, and the aroma of the food inside rushed to his nose, and the old man smelled and sniffed greedily on Wednesday, and saw that the rock sugar hooves were brought out, as well as crab roe and fresh mushrooms, cucumber kidney flowers, and a small plate of his favorite candied fruit.

It's so good, it's so good, it's all his favorite food.

Underneath is a large bowl of rice, the grains of which are crystal clear, like peeled eggs.

On Wednesday, the old man picked up the chopsticks tremblingly, swallowed a large mouthful of rice without caring about eating the vegetables, and coughed when he swallowed it.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of the old man on Wednesday, the steward couldn't help but feel unbearable, and the hand on his waist couldn't help but tremble.

"Eat slowly, the third master eat slowly."

"It's a pity, it's a pity," said the old man Wednesday, pushing his beard aside as he ate, "it's cold, it's a little cold, if only it had been brought out of the kitchen." ”

"Make do with it, so far."

The old man nodded on Wednesday, "It will be fine in the future," he said and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, "It will be fine in the future, it will be fine when I return home, I will never go out to fight again, what kind of fame will be fought, I am enough." ”

On Wednesday, the old man ate all the food like a storm.

It feels so good to be full, and I hold up my stomach so much that it seems to be stuffed, and I don't feel empty at all.

It turns out that the feeling of satisfaction is like this, and it has to wait until you are hungry to eat. Wednesday was content to lean against the wall, "When are we going back?" After a pause, "How is the third lady?" Is the young master in the belly okay? ”

The steward stood up and saluted Lord Wednesday, "Master, the third lady gave birth to a little young master. ”

On Wednesday, the lord immediately came to the spirit, "Gave birth to a son? I have a son again? Suddenly I realized, "It's not right...... How are the kids? ”

"Okay," the steward lowered his head and didn't look at Master Wednesday, "and the third master will see you in a moment." ”

When the old man heard this, he stood up happily, "Let's go, let's go home, and when we return to the capital, I'll see what Zhou Chengling can do to us." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, something was wrapped around and slowly tightened, making him breathless, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the rope tightly, the rope did not move, and he grabbed the hands holding the rope again.

The steward was already covered in cold sweat, "The third master, you go first, the small one will come later, and the small one has no way, this is what the old lady ordered the little one to do, the third master went, the young master of our family can enter the palace, and he will be able to inherit the unification in the future, inherit the unification, that is to be the emperor, the old lady said, let you think about it, you will not be too sad, if you want to blame Zhou Shiye, if it weren't for his old lady, he would not have thought of such a way." ”

"I really can't help it."

"Tiger poison doesn't eat children, the old lady has no choice, if it is something else, the old lady will definitely not do this, that's ...... Is that...... Throne. ”

On Wednesday, the old man was speechless, his eyes were staring outward, and his feet were kicking desperately, as if this would allow him to breathe again, to get rid of the rope around his neck, and his whole body was erect, and his expression was hideous and terrifying.

"You think, throne, throne, throne...... The Queen Mother has already agreed, she has promised, she has already promised......"

On Wednesday, the lord didn't listen to a word.

Everything in the body rushed outward.

It's all arranged, and the old lady asked him to write a desperate letter in the words of the third master, telling the grievances of being framed by Zhou Chengling, and then he said that the third master was going to go on the road, and he must let him do it, so as to keep his integrity and reputation.

As long as the person is dead, nothing else matters.

The steward was making his last efforts when the curtain was lifted and several men entered.

The old man was still struggling weakly on Wednesday, and the steward refused to let go of his hand.

……

The second old lady was thinking about the time, it was almost time now, he never thought that he would end up with such a killer, but there was no turning back when he opened the bow, how many people fought for this throne throughout the ages, and it was nothing to kill a person, and the life of the family had to be fought for.

Finally, this opportunity fell on their family's head, and they couldn't give it up easily, and they must not give it up.

"The sick are coming, get out of the way." The voice came from a distance, and the doctors in the courtyard approached one after another.

"What sick?"

The second old lady glanced at it absentmindedly and then turned his head.

"Old lady, old lady," the steward suddenly cried out in a low voice, "yes...... Be...... The third master is the third master. ”

The second old lady stood up suddenly.

The steward immediately went to see the situation.

"How?" The second old lady's voice trembled a little.

"The third master is not very good, but ...... Will it be revived by the Yang family...... I don't know, Yang has the art of resurrecting the dead. ”