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The case of the Song Mansion was quickly settled.

The subordinates of the Song Mansion and the wives of several sons were all removed into slavery and sold, and Master Song and his sons were sentenced to exile.

It can be said that the only people who were not implicated in this case were Song Xiaowan, who married into Shifu, and the caravan of Song Mansion, as well as those guys and shopkeepers in the shops of Song Mansion.

Genius is bright. Master Song and his sons were escorted out of the city gate by more than 20 officials of the yamen.

Master Song was wearing a thin robe, shivering from the cold.

The Song Mansion is gone, and they don't even have anyone to prepare luggage for them.

Song Qiming couldn't bear it, so he took off his robe and put it on Master Song.

The second son of Song, the third prince and others were all in their souls. Like a wilted cabbage.

Master Song looked back at the city gate and muttered, "I don't know what happened to your mother......

Female dependents are sold into slavery.

Song Qiming bit his lip fiercely, "Mother is still in the yamen prison." ”

Master Song was startled at first, and then suddenly laughed, looking like crazy, "It's okay...... Save her the ...... of being humiliated."

Song Qiming didn't dare to say the next words, the reason why Mrs. Song was still in prison was because of Gillian's murder, which finally fell on her head.

The sin of murder!

It's a head-off offense.

But he also knew that exile was a long way off. It's better to have his head cut off than to be tossed to death along the way like his father.

With Master Song's body bones, it is impossible to support him to the destination.

The officials scolded them and urged them to get on the road.

Two lines of muddy old tears fell from Old Master Song's eyes, he never thought that he would end up like this.

Who is to blame?

Song Qiming hung his head and walked behind Master Song, just a short distance out of the city gate, when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

When the errand officer saw the people chasing after him, he immediately stopped, and greeted him with a smile: "Shi San Gongzi." ”

Shi Yujun jumped off the horse, took two small jars of wine from his entourage, and handed them to one in front of Song Qiming.

Song Qiming was stunned, and subconsciously reached out to take it.

Shi Yujun didn't speak, he directly opened the jar of wine in his hand and took a sip directly at the small jar. Then he looked at Song Qiming fixedly.

Old Man Song trembled and stepped forward to point at Shi Yujun and scolded.

Shi Yujun just sneered: "If we lose the king, if we lose, we won't end up better than this." ”

Master Song couldn't help but be stunned.

I have to admit it. If only they had it. They really won't leave the life of the Scarlet King or Shi Yujun.

Hearing this, Song Qiming opened the wine jar with a wry smile and drank with a head.

After that, the two of them threw the wine jar on the ground at the same time, and smashed it.

Song Qiming followed Master Song and left without looking back.

Shi Yujun got on the horse, looked at Song Qiming's back, and turned back to the city.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the city, he saw his cronies coming.

"Childe, the little one just met the steward in charge of purchasing in the Scarlet Palace, and I saw that he had done a lot of things, and I wanted to come to the palace to hold a banquet."

"Oh?" Shi Yujun was a little surprised, he didn't hear that the Scarlet King was going to hold a banquet, "You go and inquire clearly, our relationship with the palace is the closest, don't lose your manners." ”

The cronies answered, and hurriedly ran to inquire.

On the side of the Scarlet Prince's Mansion, Su Baitong sat on the warm kang and looked at the list sent by Huixiang. Peri-historical garbage.

"The princess will see what is still missing, and the slave and maid will go to the steward to add it." Huixiang smiled, and from time to time glanced at Si Qing sitting opposite with her eyes.

Su Baitong handed the list to Siqing, "Take a look for yourself, I feel that there is nothing to say directly." ”

Silk Qing looked a little restrained, looking at the list, "I don't know...... What should I prepare for getting married...... Or the princess helped me with the idea. ”

Huixiang covered her mouth and smiled, "The bride can't meet the new aunt before getting married, and the girl hasn't seen the ghost face for a few days, as if she has lost her soul." ”

Silk was glared.

Huixiang hurriedly hid behind Su Baitong, "Princess, help, the girl is a martial artist, and the slave can't beat her." ”

Almost all the other maids in the room couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw this.

The snow was falling in the yard, but the house was full of laughter.

"The prince is back." Outside the courtyard, there was a greeting from the maid.

Huixiang and the others hurriedly smiled, stood aside respectfully, and Si Qing was also busy getting off the kang.

Ling Xiaotian stood at the door, took off the thick coat outside, shook the falling snow on his body, and then entered the house.

"What are you talking about, so happy." When he came in, he looked at Su Baitong.

The house was burning with a dragon on the ground, warm, and Su Baitong knelt on the big kang, his cheeks were red and fluttering, like plum blossoms blooming in winter.

"It's nothing, we're talking about the dowry of silk love." Su Baitong wanted to get off the kang and wear shoes.

"You stay, I'll come by myself." Ling Xiaotian didn't have to wait for the maids in the house, and went to change clothes behind the screen by himself.

After serving hot tea, Hui Xiang retreated with the other maids in the house, and even Si Qing said goodbye, faintly, you can still hear their laughter in the yard.

Ling Xiaotian changed his clothes and got on the warm kang, and sat cross-legged opposite Su Baitong: "Ghost Mian has set up a three-entry mansion in the city. ”

Su Baitong knew that this was to be used for a new house.

On the day of marriage, the silk love will be carried out by the palace, which is considered to be a kiss, and finally after going around the city, it will return to the palace, which is considered to welcome the door, the new house is just a formality, the ghost face is usually in the palace on an errand, and the silk love is often with her, and the house is afraid that no one lives.

"Anyway, they have their own home." She poured him a cup of tea with her own hands, and she showed him the dowry list.

Ling Xiaotian looked at it, "It's better to add another thousand taels of silver, the last time the ghost-faced Yulu was deducted by you, and there will always be some expenses." ”

"You're generous." Su Baitong teased.

In general, even if you marry a maid in the house, you only give ten taels or twenty taels of silver, and how can you have a mouth that is one thousand taels, even if you marry a daughter from a small family in the city, it is only three hundred taels to the top.

"Anyway, we don't have a lot of money, Xiangge's business is not bad, and Shi Yujun's side pays a lot of money every month."

Su Baitong squinted at him, "So the prince now has money in hand, when will the silver owed to me be repaid?" ”

Ling Xiaotian took the teacup and was about to drink it, when he heard this, he almost squirted out.

Su Baitong was wearing a light blue gold-silk jacket embroidered with herbs, which just outlined the delicate convex convex of her waist.

Ling Xiaotian put the teacup on his face with a wicked smile on his face, "I will have to pay back your silver sooner or later...... But it's not like that. ”

"How do you pay it back?" Su Baitong deliberately put on the appearance of a creditor.

Ling Xiaotian couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud: "I didn't expect Tongtong to have such an interesting time, of course I have to pay it back to you...... Slowly ......" As he spoke, he pushed away the kang table and threw her down on the ondol, his fingers skillfully probing into her little jacket......