Song Mo didn't know how he came back.

On his return journey to Xinglong, he received the news of his mother's death.

For six days and five nights, he galloped back day and night.

The guards around him were all left far behind, and only Yu Jian followed.

The moment he jumped off the horse, his legs were weak, and if it weren't for the steward on duty at Yu Jian's door to help him, he might have knelt on the ground.

"Shiziye, Shiziye!" His ears were filled with choked voices, with joy and relief at seeing him return.

Song Mo's eyes were full of tears, and he ran towards the mourning hall along the floating banners.

"Brother!" Song Han, who thanked him in front of the spirit, threw himself into Song Mo's arms in general numb, "Why did you come back?" His voice was filled with fear and whining.

"It's Brother Chapter 147, Brother Evil Obstacle is not good!" Song Mo hugged his younger brother, tears overflowing from his bloodshot eyes, "It's all my brother's fault...... Came back late......"

Song Handa was crying: "Brother, brother! ”

Song Mo led his younger brother and knelt in front of the spirit.

"Mother, I'm back!" He kowtowed to his mother three times with tears on his face.

Someone came over next to him: "God, put on filial piety clothes." ”

It was the voice of Song Qin, the lobby brother.

Song Yichun takes good care of the people in the family. gave the lobby brother Song Maochun an errand in the Lin Heng Department of Shanglin Yuan, and after a few years, he managed to squeeze out the office of the Lin Heng Department and let Song Maochun do the office. His cousin Song Fengchun served as the deputy envoy of the Chongwenmen Taxation Department, and another cousin, Song Tongchun, served as the deputy envoy of the Inner Treasury B Library. The Lin Heng Department is still a positive eight products, and the deputy envoy of the Chongwenmen Taxation Department and the deputy envoy of the Inner Treasury B Treasury do not release it, but they can't stand the abundant oil and water - the Lin Heng Department pays tribute to the fruits. The Chongwenmen Taxation Department is in charge of collecting the liquor tax in Beijing, and the B-shaped library of the inner library belongs to the Ministry of War, and the fat jackets, combat shoes, and sergeant's fur hats of the guards are all under its control. Although the officials are low, they are all members of the Song clan. Even if the squire and the young secretary see it, they will give a few thin noodles, and if Shangfeng has any benefits, they will not lose their 147th chapter of evil obstacles, and they will have the land left by their ancestors. I don't know how comfortable my life is.

Therefore, Song Yichun's prestige in the Song family is very Liu, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a word.

Song Qin is seven years older than Song Mo and became a relative last spring.

Before getting married, Song Maochun brought his son to see Song Yichun, hoping that Song Yichun could find a good job for his son, but was reprimanded by Song Yichun: "The eyes of the rat are inch!" Jingzhi has already passed the government exam, and he will be able to obtain the qualification for endowment. You should put your mind on reading! If he can take the test, I can speak in front of the emperor, and if I don't give him a normal seven-grade camp, I have to find him a normal eight-grade Wei Zhishi! That future is much better than yours! You can't be like you, be an unpopular official for the rest of your life! If you don't have this luck. Before the age of thirty, he was not admitted to Xiucai, and it was not too late to get him an errand by then. He added, "Our family is thin, and we have to form a group." Song Mo has three heads and six arms, and there is no blood relatives around him to help him, which is also in vain. You don't want to be rich, let the children take a step, you have to try your best to let the children take a step! ”

Song Maochun was grateful, and thanked again and again.

Even Song Qin was very grateful. I feel that the second uncle treats him very sincerely.

He already regarded Song Mo and Song Han as his own brothers, and he treated Song Mo and Song Han even closer.

The death of the Jiang family is a major event for the Song family, just like half of the building has collapsed, and the people of the Song family have come to help, and Song Qin is even more responsible, and he has barely closed his eyes in the first seven days. I slept for the past two days.

Song Mo's expression was sluggish, and Song Qin gave him a filial piety robe.

Song Qin saw that Song Mo was very thin and looked tired, so he couldn't help but take him: "You go and wash your face first!" The second uncle has been in the inner room of the upper room, and you have to go and see it. ”

Song Qin's younger brother Song Duo happened to walk in from outside.

He is four years older than Song Mo. Like all second sons, he has a more lively personality.

Seeing Song Mo, he shouted "God's gift" and said, "Go and rest!" The deceased is gone, you have to take care. There's a lot more to come. ”

Song Mo didn't expect him to say something like "the deceased is gone", if it weren't for the pain in his heart, he wouldn't have raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Looking at the appearance of the two cousins, their faces were full of tiredness, knowing that the two of them had helped a lot these days, he grabbed Song Duo's shoulders and looked at Song Qin and said "Thank you".

"Brother, what are you talking about!" Song Qin said humbly.

Song Mo nodded.

Song Han pulled his brother's sleeve: "Brother, I want to go with you." ”

The death of his mother must have scared this eight-year-old brother who still slept with his mother!

A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, thinking that his father was in his mother's room, and if his younger brother left, he wouldn't even have anyone to thank him, so he had to be ruthless, and whispered to Song Han: "Mother can't cut people off here, I'll come right away!" ”

Song Hanlin nodded with tears in his eyes and repeatedly told his brother: "You must come quickly!" You must come quickly! ”

"Definitely!" Song Mo touched Song Chaohan's head, and was about to return to Yizhitang when he met his father's personal attendant Lu Zheng.

"Lord Shizi," he wiped his eyes when he saw Song Mo, "You can be regarded as back!" In the past few days, the Duchy has not eaten or drunk, and we are all dying. I heard you're back, so let me take you to the room! ”

Song Mo thought of Song Qin's words, did not hesitate, and immediately followed Lu Zheng to the upper room.

Song Yichun sat cross-legged on the big kang in the upper room, the furnishings in the room were like Jiang's life, and even the rouge gouache on the mirror table was as Jiang was used to furnishings, and a comb with ivory inlaid with gold wisps was still casually facing the countertop.

Song Mo's eyes were red, his vision was a little blurred, but he remembered his father's somewhat dry voice in his ears: "You're back!" How's it going? Your mother was thinking about this when she was alive! ”

"I've seen the King of Liao." Song Mo respectfully saluted his father, and sat opposite his father at his father's suggestion, "The King of Liao has long known about the affairs of the Jiang family, and after the third uncle's injury worsened, he was still the doctor that the King of Liao helped to invite - but we spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." ”

Song Yichun bowed slightly. He sighed and said, "How nice it would have been if your mother had heard the news before she died!" And he said, "You will come to your mother's spirit and give it to her." ”

Song Mo promised.

Song Yichun glanced at his son and said, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" I'll ask the stove to get you something to eat. You also freshen up. Your mother loves to be pretty, and she doesn't know how sad she would be if she looked at you like this. ”

Song Mo's tears couldn't help but fall. He lowered his head and said "yes".

Lu Zheng came to serve him to take a bath, and then a maid came to say that the meal had been placed in the inner room of the upper room according to the instructions of the British grandfather.

"Grandpa Guo must want to talk to you!" Lu Zheng said gloomily, "Grandpa England is having a hard time these days!" ”

Song Mo was even more sad when he heard it.

There are a few vegetarian dishes, a large plate of steamed buns, and a sea bowl of somen noodles on the kang table near the window in the inner room.

"Let's eat!" Song Yichun sat beside his son, looking at his son although it was fast. But the movements are still a little elegant, and he eats the meal calmly.

"In the blink of an eye, you've grown up." He sighed, a hint of wistness flashing in his eyes, "I'm old too!" ”

Song Mo didn't make a sound.

He's not a comforter. I couldn't help but think: it would be nice if Heavenly Grace was here. Heavenly grace is the most amusing. From childhood to adulthood, as long as there is an occasion where God is there. It's not cold.

He ate quietly.

Song Yichun sat quietly and watched his son eat.

The room was silent only to hear the sound of porcelain clattering, which made the room even quieter.

After Song Mo finished eating, the maids fetched water to clean his hands, served him his usual tea, and quietly retreated.

Song Yichun looked at Song Mo with a somewhat complicated expression, and still didn't speak.

Song Mo waited patiently, quietly and calmly.

A different color flashed in Song Yichun's eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "Do you remember Mei Rui, the big girl next to your mother?" ”

"Yes." Song Mo didn't understand why his father suddenly mentioned the big girl beside his mother, but he still answered his father very calmly. "She is the most powerful big girl by my mother's side."

"After your mother died. I'm going to let go of all the people who have served your mother," Song Yichun said, picking up the teacup, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his gaze fell on the boat-like green tea leaves floating in the tea. "But on the night of Erqi, Mei Rui suddenly committed suicide by hitting a pillar in front of your mother's spirit."

Song Mo's face changed slightly.

"Fortunately, it was evening, there were not many people, and Lu Zheng handled it properly, so this matter was not spread." Song Yichun said, "I detained all the people serving in your mother's house," he said this, and suddenly raised his eyelids, looking at Song Mo's gaze as sharp as a sword, "Guess, what did Lu Zheng find?" Without waiting for Song Mo to answer, Song Yichun, whose face had turned pale, immediately said, "That maid is actually four months pregnant, and she is already pregnant!" ”

"How is this possible?" Song Mo lost his voice, and there was a shock in his expression that could not be concealed.

The child is clearly not the father's. Otherwise, with his mother's temperament, he would definitely have made arrangements before he died, and his father would not have to explain to him, let alone be so angry.

Although her mother is very strict, or she is influenced by the Jiang family, she is not an old-fashioned and mean person. If Mei Rui had taken a fancy to anyone, given her mother's liking for her, she could have told her mother directly, and she didn't have to do such a bad thing.

Whose child is it?

If this matter spreads, my mother's reputation will definitely be criticized.

His eyes flashed, shooting out a cold light, but his father's voice came from his ears: "Lu Zheng went to search her house, and found a few new rulers of Jiangnan weaving this year in her house, as well as a few beautifully crafted ornaments, one of which is a jade pendant, carefully carved with fine Hetian jade, carved with cloud patterns on all sides, and a large peng with wings spread in the middle......"

Song Mo was stunned.

When he was born, his grandfather gave him a piece of this jade pendant!

It is said to have been handed down by the ancestors of the Song family.

Song Yichun was already thunderous: "Evil obstacles! You did a good job! With a slap, he slapped at Song Mo!

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Sisters, brothers, this is a supplement for March 31.

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