Looking at the corpses neatly stacked in the central part of the main courtyard, Song Yichun let out a "wow" in his chest and spit out all the little things he ate in the morning.

The few people who escaped with Escort Xie were also mixed in the middle of Song Yichun's guards at this time, all of them turned pale, some vomited like Song Yichun, some stood there at a loss, and some secretly regretted that they should find a way to hide. There are only constant guards, and they seem to be relatively calm.

But that's just the appearance.

His heart was cold.

It's over, it's over!

Could it be that Gu Yu is so easy to speak.

It turned out to be the prince's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!

Now the British Mansion has fallen into the hands of the prince!

What now?

His gaze couldn't help but fall on Song Yichun, who was supported by the two guards and continued to vomit in Chapter 153.

Grandpa Guo...... Indecisive in doing things, eight or nine times out of ten, you can't count on it. Fortunately, the British Mansion is the grandfather of the country in the end, this guard is dead, and they can be recruited again, and they still have the dead soldiers raised by the British Mansion, and they are not all without the power to fight back. It's just that Grandpa Guo and Shiziye are father and son after all, and Grandpa Guo can't take Shiziye's life at will, and Shiziye can't commit any of the following crimes. This matter is a big trouble, although the face of the grandfather of the country is lost, and the prince of the country cannot escape the charge of disobedience, so the prince will take advantage of the fact that the grandfather of the country is not in the mansion to kill all these guards who are loyal to the grandfather of the country.

As long as the prince still has some concerns!

After all, the British Mansion belongs to the grandfather of the country.

Chang Huwei felt a little relieved, stepped forward to salute Song Yichun with a fist, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa Guo, look, did you dispose of this corpse as much as possible......

It's one thing to hear about it, it's another thing to fall in the eye. After a long time, it is not good to be seen by outsiders.

"Rebel! Unfilial son! Song Yichun scolded in despair, although he was unwilling, he had to admit that Chang Guard's words were reasonable, so he nodded and said, "You go to do this - it's easy to say anything about compensation or something." ”

It's easy to do with this sentence.

Chapter 153 The immediate guard breathed a sigh of relief, and replied respectfully, "Yes", and said, "Look at the prince of the world, ......"

"What else does he want to do with that evil obstacle?" Song Yichun jumped to his feet, but a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "He killed so many people, it's good that I didn't tie him up and hand him over to Shuntianfu, what else do he want......" didn't come up with a charter to do it.

Chang Guard couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Grandpa Guo vs. Prince...... Is...... It's just the outside and on the inside!

He had no choice but to say: "Since the prince dares to kill, there must be a backhand." Look, do you want to think of a countermeasure? ”

"Countermeasures?" Song Yichun said blankly: "What countermeasures?" "Obviously confused.

Chang Guard said in a low voice: "Do you want to inform Guard Meng to bring a few people?" And then there's the prince's side...... I don't know what Grandpa Guo has planned? This rabbit is anxious and bites, if the prince doesn't care about it, in addition to Gu Yu, the third princess often goes in and out of the palace, if he runs to the emperor to sue the emperor, even if the emperor doesn't like the prince to be disobedient, I'm afraid that he will ask a few words, how to say it when the time comes, the grandfather of the country should have an idea as soon as possible? ”

Although his words were euphemistic, Song Yichun understood them.

Meng Huwei, who was responsible for managing the dead soldiers of the British government.

Now they are only left with the remnants of the defeated army, if they don't transfer Meng Huwei's skilled people over, if Song Mo continues to kill under the pretext that there are thieves at home, they are not opponents at all.

And then how did this end?

If he decides to clean up Song Mo, Song Mo will definitely go to the emperor to cry if he is forced to complain, and he must come up with strong evidence to prove Song Mo's immorality; If you can't come up with strong evidence, you have to find a way to put this matter to an end.

Thinking of this, Song Yichun couldn't help but shudder.

After the emperor was the mother of the world, some villains were greedy in front of the emperor, saying that the prince was not filial. The emperor was furious and said that the godson is not strict with the father, and the goddaughter is not strict with the mother. Are you blaming me? dragged all the people who said this to the entrance of the vegetable market and beheaded them. Afterwards, he said to him hatefully: "...... These people are just bullying the prince since he was a child, and I hate this kind of thing the most. ”

The emperor respected Empress Shen very much, and five years after Empress Shen died of illness, she continued to appoint the gentle and generous Concubine Wan as the queen.

Chiang had just died.

If Song Mo goes to the emperor to sue the emperor, he can't come up with a defensible reason, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain in front of the emperor!

"You're right, you're right!" Song Yichun wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly instructed the Chang guards, "You quickly inform the Meng guards to bring all his people over...... As for what to do with Song Mo, he pursed his lips with an obscure expression.

Being able to become Song Yichun's confidant and often guarding has its own advantages.

There are some things that can be said but not done, and some things that can be done but not said.

The relationship between Song's father belongs to what can be said and not done.

He could remind Song Yichun, but he couldn't meddle in the affairs between their father and son.

The Chang guards respectfully saluted Song Yichun, sent someone to inform the Meng guards, and then took a few guards to deal with the naked/naked/naked corpse like a challenge book.

The bloodshed of the main courtyard made Song Yichun feel that the entire British Mansion had become a Shura field at this moment, and he was escorted by several guards, resting in the wing room next to the sedan chair hall that had dusted the sedan chair drivers and grooms.

When the lantern was in charge, Meng Escort arrived with more than two dozen guards.

These were obviously more experienced in handling corpses than the guards and others, and with their help, when the drum of "dong-dong-dong" came out, if the British government ignored the faint smell of blood in the water stains all over the ground, and ignored the trembling expressions of the servants, it could barely be considered to be normal.

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Song Mo, who was lying on the side of the bed covered with a quilt and wearing a single coat, looked at Song Han with a smile: "It's so late, you still don't go to sleep?" ”

Song Han twisted his body beside his brother: "Brother, I want to sleep with you!" ”

"No way!" Song Mo smiled, "I'm dying of pain now, what if you touch my wound in the middle of the night?" ”

Song Han listened, carefully touched his brother's hand, and said, "Next time my father beats my brother again, I will go and help my brother intercede!" ”

"Good!" Song Mo smiled softly and said again: "Let's go and rest!" ”

Li Bai, who came with Song Han, stepped forward with a smile and took Song Han's hand, and said, "The prince is also going to rest." ”

Libai used to be the big girl next to the Jiang family, because Wen Zi was peaceful and calm, which made her Song Han's big girl.

She accompanied Song Han in the mourning hall next to the landlord early in the morning.

When Song Mo rushed in, he sent capable people to guard the surroundings of the mourning hall.

She knew that something was wrong, and she kept coaxing Song Han to stay in the mourning hall.

After Song Mo cleaned up Xizhitang, he immediately asked Libai to send Song Han over, only saying that he had made his father angry and was beaten by his father, and his guards clashed with the guards in the house.

Song Han was skeptical, but he didn't ask much.

Hearing that Libai said that Song Mo was also going to rest, he nodded obediently and retreated with Libai.

Xia Lian came in with a decoction of tea, ink, and lacquer.

The people who served Song Mo in Yizhitang in the past were all beaten and couldn't move, and those who could move were all third- and fourth-rate characters, Xia Lian didn't dare to hand over such an important matter as boiling medicine to others, so he had to do it himself.

Song Mo drank it all and asked Xia Lian: "Father's people have cleaned up the outside?" ”

"Yes!" Xia Lian responded, his eyes were red and swollen, and Chen He, who looked haggard, walked in.

He held a bowl of porridge in his hand.

Song Mo looked at it and sighed, and said, "Didn't I ask you to go back to accompany the nurse?" Why are you still here? Someone does these things......"

"Shizi Ye" Chen He didn't argue, just put the porridge on the pestle on the side, and said in a low voice, "Wuyi and Songluo are very good, when the injuries of the two of them are healed, it's not too late for me to go back to see my mother." He also said, "The prince didn't eat much today, I put some yams in the porridge according to what you usually like, you can taste it!" There was a bit of stubbornness between his eyebrows.

Everyone has everyone's persistence.

Song Mo didn't say anything anymore, and lay on the side of the bed to drink porridge.

The guards who had been sent to find Mama Xie returned.

"Lord Shizi," he lowered his head, "Mama Xie passed away ten days ago...... He said that he accidentally stepped on the stairs and broke his neck, so he went to ...... on the spot."

Song Mo paused.

Looking at the white porridge in the spoon with an expressionless face, the faint heat of the water poured on his face.

After a long time, he ate the porridge slowly and ordered: "No matter what, I have to find a way to find a few big girls around my mother!" ”

They never found the maids.

Xia Lian responded solemnly, handed over Song Mo to Chen He, and retreated.

Song Mo began to write again.

Song Yichun fidgeted and spun around the room.

This is an opportunity.

Once lost, re-encountered.

But if you persist, what should you say in front of the emperor?

He was having a headache, and the guards came.

"Grandpa Guo," he said in a low voice, "The second master is now in Yizhitang!" ”

The two sons were already very close, and Song Mo was afraid that Song Han would be frightened and took him to Yizhitang, which was normal.

Song Yichun didn't understand what Chang Guard meant for a while.

Chang Guard had no choice but to take a step forward and whispered: "Grandpa Guo, if the prince is not good for the second master, then ......"

Song Yichun's eyelids jumped when he heard this.

How did he not think of it?

Song Mo killed the guards of the British Mansion, and put the corpse like that with a fearless look, he is no longer the son he was familiar with, he has become the second Jiang Meisun!

Song Yichun gasped. Leng Qi said, "What do you say to do now?" ”

"Grandpa Guo still thinks about how to confront the prince in front of the emperor, right?" A hint of discoloration flashed in Chang Guard's eyes.

He has already formed a life-and-death enmity with Song Mo, and once Song Mo becomes a British duke, his fate can be imagined.

Song Yichun asked him, "Do you have any good ideas?" ”

This kind of thing can only be thought of by a scribe who is familiar with the scriptures, how can he know?

Chang Huwei came up with several ideas, all of which were denied by Song Yichun.

There was a faint sound of the four watch drums.

Song Yichun gritted his teeth and instructed the maid: "Go, invite Mr. Tao!" ”

Mr. Tao is his most effective staff member.

He originally wanted to ask him to help him think of a foolproof plan, but the pottery was full of mouths, and he took out the Duke of Jin Wen and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and said it again, which made his heart burn...... I never thought that in the end, I would have to ask him to help with the aftermath.

Although these warriors are obedient, they are like dog meat, and they never get to the main table!!!