Chapter 252: Sneak Attack
At this time, Mrs. Song San didn't care about her husband vomiting into a dead dog, and as soon as she got out of the car, she hurriedly ran to Su Yansheng, her steps seemed to be a little messy. As soon as Su Yanshang got out of the carriage and was enjoying the scenery around this place, Mrs. Song San rushed over.
"Let's go back." She grabbed Su Yansheng's arm with both hands.
Su Yanshang opened the two paws: "Madam, you have your own feet."
Who doesn't know? Could it be that she could not run back, the coachman would not listen to her, no matter how she begged, the other party was not willing to turn the horse's head.
"You didn't do anything about Xiao Wu, did you?" What she was worried about was just Xiao Wu.
"She's in the back carriage."
Mrs. Song San was surprised, but also happy: "What? Which carriage?"
After the surprise, Xiao Wu also came out together, but I didn't hear her voice along the way, and now I stopped, and I didn't see anyone come out. Nothing will happen, right? I met the fake Song Si family.
Su Yanshang looked at one of the carriages, and the third lady quickly understood and rushed to the carriage.
I hurriedly opened the door in front of the carriage and saw a woman lying in the carriage without any maid to take care of her.
"Little Five, Little Five—"
Seeing her open her eyes, she quickly asked, "How are you?" Is there anything uncomfortable?"
"No, mother, what's the matter? It's just that my neck hurts."
Of course it hurts, and it makes people stunned and carried on the carriage, can it not hurt?
"Where are we going, mother?" She got up and touched the back of her head.
"Back to Anguo."
"What? Why go back? I'm not going back! I won't be able to go back if I am killed."
"Little Five, hey, my father and mother will go back to do something, and we don't worry about you being alone in Kuancheng."
"What are you afraid of, my Miss Song Wu, do you still need to be afraid?"
"Where is this? Did you stop and rest? I'll go out and have a look."
Song Wu can't sit still.
When she got out of the car, she saw Su Yansheng a few times.
"Why is she here? Mother, didn't I say that there is no me where there is her, and there is no her where there is me?"
"yes, that's why I'm keeping you aside, she's a lunatic."
"Why am I avoiding it, and not she?"
Silly girl, because the other party is not afraid of you!
It doesn't make sense, Mrs. Song has no choice, but fortunately, she ordered the people before, just wait for them to act according to the plan, and put up with her for a while.
Song Wu got out of the car, and Song San also saw her and cared about her in every way.
Song Wu didn't care, he just kept staring at Su Yansheng, and the other party was sitting on a big rock outside the post station, and he didn't do anything.
Inn, yes. She rushed into the inn and asked for two rooms.
"This girl, there's only one room left, do you want it?"
The post stations in Kuancheng are not like most of the official ones in Anguo, which are mainly used by merchants, while the post stations in Kuancheng are rich and put by the family, the conditions are very good, and there are usually many rooms, only one room left, and it is also because of the beginning of spring, many people begin to think about going out to work or visit, in short, there will be more people than during the New Year.
Master Song San came all the way from Anguo, and also let Song Wu know the simplicity of most post stations, so he preferred the nearest post station in Kuancheng.
"Boss, why don't you move one of those people's rooms out there for us?" If you don't agree, let the other party know who she is.
The boss looked out in the direction of Song Wuzhi and shook his head.
"Boss, do you know who I am? I'm the young lady of the City Lord's Mansion, so you can say that you can't do it!"
"The girl misunderstood, I mean, the people outside didn't want a room at all, and I can't move it for you."
"They don't have a room?" Then she booked this last room, wouldn't they have to sleep out in the open?
Fabulous!
Su Yanshang was regarded as a fool, he came early, but he didn't act earlier.
Soon after, Su Yanshang waited
People began to set up tents, light fires and cook, and the wafting aroma irritated the noses of everyone nearby.
Song Wu recognized it, the figure who was busy cooking over there was not the chef of the City Lord's Mansion?
How did he end up here?
Song Wu thought about it, so he went over and asked.
"Of course, I followed Miss Fourth back to Anguo, Miss Fourth likes the old man's craftsmanship."
"Why? What benefits did she give you? The lord of the city asked you to come out?"
"What did the fifth lady say, of course the city lord agreed."
I think when she first arrived in Kuancheng, one night she suddenly wanted to eat the red bean cake made by this chef, and the chef ignored her, wasn't he extremely arrogant? How would you be willing to follow that ***.
"Mother, I also want a chef with me."
Mrs. Song naturally couldn't change it, and comforted the other party.
Master Song San ordered a meal at the post station, although the post station here is much better than that of Anguo, but it is definitely not as good as the food in the city lord's mansion.
Song Wuyi was angry, so she didn't want to eat it, and she didn't regret it until she woke up hungry in the middle of the night.
The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and everything is silent, such a night should have been a good night, but Song San wanted to escape overnight.
That's right, it's to escape, to flee back to Kuancheng.
He stared at the tent of Su Yanshang and the others for a long time, and finally saw the last candle extinguished, thinking that it was impossible for anyone to wake up, so he woke up his wife.
And Song Wu didn't need to wake up at all, he was already hungry.
They quietly walked towards the carriage they were sitting in during the day, but the moment they opened the carriage door, they were frightened by the figure inside and screamed.
"Dad, there's a ghost!"
"What's the mess? What do you want to do?" The man in the car asked, the deep voice and the darkness of the night were almost enough to kill people.
"This is our carriage, what do you say we do? Who are you? Why are you in our carriage?"
"This is the carriage of the City Lord's Mansion, and I am the coachman."
The third old man looked at it fixedly, and it seemed that he was the one who drove the car for them during the day. During the day he vomited and lost his soul, and he had no impression of the coachman.
This person is the secret guard sent by the city lord to protect Su Yanshang and others, and now he is a Ming guard, in order to prevent the third master from escaping, Su Yanshang specially asked him to be a coachman.
"The coachman is just right, let's go back, back to Kuancheng."
"Third master, if you don't sleep again, it will be dawn."
"I am the master!"
The coachman didn't speak, he didn't get out of the car, and the third old man wanted to drive the car by himself, but a sword was crossed in front of him, and he didn't even dare to let go of a fart.
The family weakly retreated to the post station, unfortunately, the room that had just retreated was booked by the travelers who came in the middle of the night, they could only go to Su Yansheng, and wanted to use a tent, Yizhu Yifu was not open, standing in front of the tent, Song San's family did not dare to step forward, and finally weakly went to the carriage general.
On the second day, before leaving, the bell walked up to Song Wu, picked up the person like a chicken, and went to another carriage.
"What do you mean by that?"
The bell said solemnly, "Master, to prevent you from running away."
Song Wu wanted to resist, but the bell stabbed a knife, and the person fainted.
Mrs. Song: "No, we agree, you take care of her, don't let her have an accident."
She knew that the other party's purpose was not to let them escape, and to use Xiao Wu to restrain them, it didn't matter if they were separated, when they got there, they didn't know who would kill the deer.
Along the way, Master Song San's family trembled, endured all kinds of feelings of wanting to vomit, and no longer dared to plan to escape.
More than ten days later, he finally arrived at the outskirts of Nanxi County in the south of the Anguo River, and Xiao Shen was buried in the ancestral grave of the Su family on the mountain in the suburbs.
Master Song San used to follow his adoptive father's surname Su, but he changed it when he arrived in Kuancheng.
The carriage came to a halt at the foot of the grave mountain. Su Yanshang jumped out of the carriage and came to the carriage of Master Song San.
The midday sun bakes the earth, but fortunately it is still spring, and there is no sense of heat.
Seeing that Song San and his wife had not moved for a long time, the bell opened the door of their carriage and took Song San
The old man ripped it off.
"How can you dare to do this to your father?"
Su Yanshang didn't want to say much, and stepped out of the way, letting them see that Song Wu had been taken down by her people, and Yizhu was right behind her.
"Dad, mother, save me!" She didn't want to get out of the carriage at all just now, it was this man who rudely pulled her out of the carriage.
Mrs. Song San was still in the carriage at this time, and when she saw Song Wu, her whole person seemed to have changed, and she got out of the carriage with a whoosh, and wanted to hug Song Wu, but was blocked by Su Yansheng.
"Go and kowtow to my mother first." Su Yanshang said.
"She's your mother, not mine, why?"
"She wouldn't want a daughter like you."
After Su Yanshang finished speaking, he took the lead in walking up the mountain.
"What did you bring her up for?" Since she doesn't want this daughter, she doesn't need to kowtow to her, she's just a child."
Song Wu was in the hands of Su Yansheng, and Song San and his wife didn't dare not go together.
Knowing that his mother's grave might have been destroyed, Su Yanshang had already sent someone over to clean up and check it as soon as possible, and now looking at the situation, it has been restored to its original state, but traces of the big move can be seen.
She received the news that there were still people on the other side who wanted to whip the corpse at that time, but they were stopped in time.
When Master Song San saw that his deceased wife's tomb was stolen, he didn't have any excited expression on his face.
Su Yanshang narrowed her eyes and asked, "You don't have any ideas?"
"That's how you talked to your father?"
Master Song San raised his hand and wanted to give Su Yanshang a slap. Before the slap landed on her face, the latter had already given Song Wuyi a slap.
"Do you know what I brought her up for?" Su Yanshang said, her voice was not high, and she was full of momentum.
Mrs. Song San clenched her fists, she couldn't bear it anymore.
After worshipping their mother, several people went down the mountain and got into the carriage. Song Wu was once again sent to a separate carriage, Song San and his wife wanted to be with her, but Su Yanshang did not allow it.
There was a sneer in Mrs. Song's eyes.
After a while, suddenly the clouds closed, as if it had been before a summer rainstorm.
"There's a village ten miles ahead, we can go there and rest for a while."
When the words fell, sand and rocks flew away in an instant, and even the people sitting in the carriage felt the undercurrent surging in the oppressive atmosphere.
"Yizhu!"
In a few breaths, the sound of swords and arrows striking each other resounded through the post road, and hundreds of arrows were shot at them, even if there were a few people who knew martial arts, they felt it was difficult to block the arrows, and in a gap, Su Yansheng's carriage was shot, one arrow, two arrows, many arrows.
Some shot at the walls of the carriage, some pierced the curtains and penetrated in, screaming incessantly.
The strange thing is that there are so many carriages, only Su Yansheng's one is the target of the arrows, and the other carriages are all safe and sound.
After the dense array of arrows stuck in the wagon, the men stopped attacking. Yizhu hurriedly went up the mountain to check, and all the people had been evacuated.