The movement on Song Yichun's side soon reached Song Mo's ears.

"Mr. Tao?" Song Mo smiled slightly sarcastically at the corner of his mouth, and instructed Xia Lian, "You send someone to deliver these letters." ”

Some are for the third princess, some are for the Lu family, and some are for Zhang Xuming, the third master of Jingguo Mansion, Ma Youming, the deputy general of the Shenji Battalion, and others.

Xia Lian left in response.

Song Han was accompanied by Libai to greet Song Mo.

"Brother, you can take care of your injuries at home," he said sensibly, "I'll go and wake my mother's spirit." ”

Song Mo groaned: "There are still three days, it's my mother's seven-seven, right?" ”

Song Han nodded.

After guarding the seven-seventh, it is about to trigger the burial.

Song Mo is the eldest son, and he should carry the flag.

If he was really beaten and couldn't move as his father wanted, his mother was at the funeral, and as the eldest son, he was not there, what would those relatives and friends of the 154th chapter 154 messenger think?

Song Mo sneered and asked Song Han gently, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

"I used it." Song Han said obediently, "I ate vegetarian fried assortment in the morning, pickled eggplant melon, vegetarian stuffed buns and a big bowl of noodles." ”

Usually Jiang asked him, and that's how he answered.

Song Mo listened to the tears that were about to fall.

He sent Libai away and whispered to Song Han: "I wasn't at home when my mother died, you tell me about my mother, okay?" "A look of admiration.

Song Han didn't doubt him, wiped the corners of his eyes and choked up: "Not long after you left, my mother was sick." At first, I just had no strength, but gradually I couldn't get out of bed. Father invited Yang Xiushan to see his mother's illness, but after taking several of his medicines, it did not get better, so his father changed to Huang Zhongli, and as a result, his mother's illness became more and more serious. The mother changed to Ren Zhengming's recipe again, but it was still not good, and my father was in charge, and it was replaced by Yang Xiushan......"

Huang Zhongli and Ren Chongming are both famous in the world, one is used to treating the emperor, the other is used to treating the queen's mother, Huang Zhongli is still the head of the hospital, if there is anything wrong with Yang Xiushan's prescription, the two of them cannot be unaware, and the father can't Chapter 154 The envoy can let the three imperial doctors prescribe medicine with his will at the same time.

In other words, the mother is really sick......

Song Mo thought and asked Song Han: "My mother is sick, who is waiting for her illness in front of the bed?" ”

"It's me." Song Han said, "Zhujun and Qing Li take turns to help my mother boil medicine, and I serve by the bedside." Speaking of this, he pursed his lips and laughed as if he remembered something interesting, "It turns out that my mother is as afraid of bitterness as me, and every time I drink medicine, if I don't add a lot of rock sugar, I have to eat starch candy." As he spoke, his eyes began to fill with tears, "Every year during the Spring Festival, my mother will make me new clothes with her own hands, and will also give me Jin Doudou to make ...... for New Year's money."

He cried out with a "wow".

The corners of Song Mo's eyes were also moist.

He wiped his tears with a handkerchief: "Okay, God, don't cry!" My brother gave you Jin Doudou as New Year's money, and asked ......, "Who can make new clothes for Song Han instead of his mother?" He did not marry...... In my mind, Dou Zhao's demeanor when he was squatting in the huā field and digging chrysanthemums suddenly appeared.

Generous, natural, and tolerant...... If it were her, how would she appease her brother?

Song Mo didn't have time to think about it, and this thought flashed through his mind.

He coaxed Song Han: "Brother asked Libai to make you new clothes, okay?" ”

"I don't want new clothes!" Song Han sobbed and said, "I want my mother's kiss...... I want my mother's ......."

Song Mo's expression was gloomy, and he silently wiped his tears for Song Han.

Song Han cried for a while, his mood slowly calmed down, and he said to Song Mo: "Brother, I don't want new clothes in the future, and I don't want Jin Doudou anymore." ”

A few words made Song Mo even more sour.

He patted his brother's hand gently.

The two brothers were silent for a long time, and Song Mocai said softly: "Before my mother died, did she tell you?" ”

Song Han shook his head: "Before my mother died, she couldn't speak!" ”

Song Mo was stunned.

My mother has been strong all her life, even if she can't speak before she dies, she should be prepared for the sick bed before. It was impossible for the two brothers to leave without saying a word.

"What the hell is going on?" He couldn't help but be furious, although he didn't know that he lost his temper in front of his younger brother, and tried his best to suppress this feeling in his heart, and the resentment that burst out of his eyes made Song Han startled.

"That day, the weather was good, Mama Xie took the maid, did, made a lot ......of guihuā cakes," he stumbled and said, "Dad accompanied my mother to sit in the corridor to enjoy the chrysanthemum, I ran to help Mama Xie serve guihuā cakes, when I came back, my father and mother were straight faces, did not speak, my mother barely ate a bite of guihuā cake, and said that the weather was a little cold, let Libai take me back to change clothes...... I knew they had something to say and didn't want me to hear it. I was halfway there, and then I turned back...... Mama Xie and the people who served around her mother were standing in the courtyard...... I ran to the verandah while Mama Xie wasn't paying attention...... Mom and dad are arguing...... It's so noisy! Before I could hear clearly, I was carried under the grape trellis by Mama Xie...... Mama Xie also told me that no one can say anything about the quarrel between my mother and my father......" He said this, looking at Song Mo in horror, "Brother, I didn't say anything!" ”

It was as if a giant * called, pouring Song Mo into the cold.

He knew that his brother needed comfort at this time, but he really couldn't laugh.

Touching Song Han's head hastily, he said in a deep voice: "What happened later? ”

"Later, I was taken back to the house by Libai" Song Han hung his head, tears falling on his cyan bat-toed shoes, "Later, Qing Li came to call me, saying that my mother is no longer good, let me go quickly...... When I ran over, I saw my mother spitting blood...... "He lay down at the head of Song Mo's bed, crying so hard that he couldn't help himself" My father stepped forward, but was pushed away by my mother......

Song Mo's eyes were blurry.

It turned out that my mother vomited blood and died after a quarrel with my father!

What is it that makes the difference between mother and father so great?

Could it have something to do with the uncles?

He thought it over and dismissed the idea.

The uncles' affairs have been decided, and it has not hurt the interests of the Song family, the mother is a clear person, even if the uncle was killed, the father did not try his best to help or even perfunctory, the mother cannot blame the father for this - the father represents the British government, the British government has always been the emperor's head, and the mother has always been very clear, and it is impossible to vomit blood and die of anger because of this incident.

So does this matter have anything to do with being framed?

What could make a father murder his firstborn?

If only I could know why my mother and father had an argument?

Now, Mama Xie is gone, and those big girls have become the key!

When the mother and father quarreled, although they stood in the courtyard, Song Han said that the mother and father quarreled very much, and they could more or less hear the words. There are also those who framed themselves, and they are also these big girls. If you want to say that there is nothing to do with this, I'm afraid no one will believe it!

Now he made a dead look, wrote a few letters to the third princess and others, asking them to help him dredge up the relationship and meet the emperor as soon as possible. I believe my father understands this very well. Otherwise, his father would not have hurriedly recruited pottery to go under the situation of forcing him to fail.

Once the father decides to compromise, in order not to be caught, the father will definitely kill those "witnesses" who are used to frame him and defect to his father or are bribed by his father.

When the time comes, he only needs to send someone to keep an eye on his father's men, and he can find the whereabouts of those big girls.

Thinking of this, Song Mo felt the need to tell his subordinates a few more words.

After comforting Song Han, he called a few guards to escort Song Han and Li Bai to the mourning hall, and then called Xia Lian to come in, and instructed him to send someone to be responsible for finding a few big girls around the Jiang family.

Xia Lian replied, "Yes." A guard came in and said, "Mr. Tao asks to see!" ”

Song Mo didn't raise his eyelids, and said lightly, "I don't see."

The pottery outside the house seemed to have known the answer, and before the guard turned around, he had already said in a loud voice: "Master Shizi, there are parents in the world." Those guards you can kill, and you should be dissipated. In three days, it will be Madame's seven seven, the deceased is the greatest, you can't let Madame's last journey be unstable, right? This time, I was ordered by the grandfather to discuss the burial of my wife with the prince. The prince is angry and resentful in his heart, and in front of his wife, he will talk about the past few days. What do you think? ”

Song Mo only felt the pain of his heart when he heard it.

At this point, the father had to take advantage of his respect for his mother......

He took a few deep breaths to steady his voice from transloquencing.

"Come in!" Song Mo said indifferently to the figure outside the window.

The pottery hurriedly bowed respectfully towards Song Mo's inner room, and then walked in.

"Mr. Tao, please be seated!" Song Mo had already recovered from the previous breeze, and asked the guards to serve Mr. Tao tea "Dao" The servants of Yizhitang were all injured, so they had to be wronged. ”

"Where, where!" The pottery was heavily owed, and said respectfully, "Speaking of which, this is all the work of the villain, the grandfather of the country has been deceived, and you have also been wronged......"

"So, my father already thinks he's done something wrong?" Song Mo indifferently interrupted Tao Chong's words, and stared at Tao Chong's eyes with burning eyes.

Tao Zhong didn't expect Song Mo to be so sharp, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If he admits that the British are wrong, then they will have to pay compensation to Song Mo; But if you don't admit that the British public is at fault...... He thought of the five-step, ten-step, and one-sentry he saw all the way when he came, the letters sent out by Song Mo, the corpses piled up in the courtyard yesterday, and the guards who surrounded Song Han......

He coughed lightly and uncomfortably, and had to mumble a "yes".

"In that case," Song Mo looked at the pottery with a smile, "Then please ask my father to uphold my dignity as a prince and cut off the heads of those villains to pay respect!" ”！！！