Chapter 89: Final (I)

The Song clan of Chengdu Prefecture was imprisoned by Wei Cundong for traitorship. The second master of the Song family and the eldest son of the Song family fled abroad. The head of the Song family was rescued and escaped from prison. Wei Cundong was furious and beheaded the 71 people of the Song family and threw the bodies into the wilderness.

In just one month, the case of Song, which had been suppressed by Chengdu Prefecture, was known to the world as seventy-one heads fell to the ground.

Shu was in an uproar.

The people who were confiscated were not ordinary nobles. The Song clan members took deep roots in Chengdu. In an instant, such a large clan had a superficial force swept away, which was really shocking.

Several forces have already sneaked into Chengdu Prefecture to explore the profound meaning of Wei Cundong's move.

Shu has been in balance for a hundred years and has been in a state of collapse.

There was a calm area in Wenyang Mansion, but under the calm, there was an undercurrent surging.

This month, Shu has been raining and raining.

But no matter how chaotic it is outside, it has little to do with the inner court of the General's Mansion. Wang Hongyi has long issued a strict order to prohibit any information from being transferred in the inner court, and the mansion is calm.

The misty drizzle drizzles in, and the coolness of autumn blows away the heat of summer. The raindrops are like spider silk, woven into a net, which traps the whole world.

Through the window, watching the rain in the courtyard hit the banana leaves, Su'er sat on the chair, and half-rested in front of her was Song Xinyou, who looked three-point weak and seven-point tired.

Song Xinyou's expression was not very good, and she gradually recovered under Su'er's massage.

"Your body is not in trouble, but this little guy is very naughty. In the next few months, I am afraid that I will become more and more uneasy. You have to eat some of your suffering. But don't worry, this little guy is very healthy. Just drink some medicine on weekdays and massage it like this, it will be relieved."

Song Xinyou responded, swallowed a mouthful of sour fruit, and felt that it was much better: "I have been better in the past few months. It's normal for me to suffer some injuries even if I suffer some injuries - this is not the way all women in the world come here?"

"You still have a lot of things in your daily life. You have to work for me when you return to the inner house. In the past few months, you have become more tired than me. I think I am uneasy." As he said, he stroked his lower abdomen. It was like this before the child was born. If it weren't for Su'er, I would be afraid that I would have been tortured to the point of being distorted.

Su'er stood up and smiled, stretched her body: "If you have any mistakes, I'm afraid the whole mansion will be in a mess. My little sister is also thinking about her future life."

After saying that, he added with a smile: "Besides, my cousin sent someone to search for these potions, and my little sister just made some preparations."

As soon as these words came out, Song Xinyou smiled slightly.

At this time, in a courtyard, Song Han entered the gate and saw that the aisle and corridor were all servants. When he saw it, he saluted and arrived at the second gate. Wang Hongyi and others were at the second gate. When he saw Song Han, he rushed to the second gate and greeted him: "Father-in-law!"

Song Han couldn't help but look at him and saw that his son-in-law was twenty years old this year. He was wearing a wide-sleeved robe. He was full of heroic posture, his forehead was as bright as a face, and he had a bright light. He was truly ashamed.

Wang Hongyi also looked at it and saw that the old man in front of him had a large piece of white hair and beard, his face was haggard, and he felt compassion in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

At this time, He Yi and more than a dozen personal soldiers followed behind him, with swords hanging to pierce armor and jingling. Wang Hongyi smiled and said, "He Yi, you have made contributions this time. I will promote you to Black Guard General - go back and have a good rest."

"Yes, lord." He Yi and the black guard retreated.

Originally, the Yi Congjun was the chief commander's personal army, and the black-clothed guard was the attendant. Now the Yi Congjun has become four capitals. Although the troops have only been replenished for two guards, they have been independently organized.

The black-clothed guards became personal soldiers, with 1,500 infantry and cavalrymen, and they will be expanded in the future.

The personal bodyguards who are Ganhou led them are now 300 people guarding the mansion.

"Brother, you are finally back." At this time, Song Heng was waiting in the hall for a long time, and heard the sound outside, and immediately rushed out. When he saw Song Han's eyes flushed, he quickly stood up and saluted.

"Second brother, the Song family's direct descendants are only two of you and my brothers now." When they escaped death, Song Han was filled with mixed feelings. He stepped forward and held his shoulders, trying to say something, but he just sighed.

"Brother, you'll be fine if you come back. With you here, the Song family will not fall apart... If you don't take this revenge, you won't be a human being. The old thief of Wei will definitely pay the price for the blood hatred of the Song family!" Seeing the elder brother, he would think of the dead tribe members, and Song Heng said hatefully.

At this time, Wang Hongyi smiled and said, "Father-in-law, uncle, you go inside and talk, I will go back."

If you know that your brother has something to say, leave.

It was drizzling in the sky, and both of them walked in. In the short corridor, they almost slipped... They came to the door inside and saw a familiar person coming forward to salute.

Song Han nodded and came in. There were five main rooms in the courtyard and several maids. When they saw them coming, they hurriedly came up and invited them to enter.

"Do you know about this?" Song Han sat in and asked the maid out, and asked the next question.

At this time, Song Heng was much calmer and shook his head and said, "She knows about the Song family, but you have not been rescued yet. With You'er's physical condition, it's not advisable to know too much. Even if I and Ye'er arrived, I was hiding it from her!"

"Second brother, you did a good job. Now You'er and her fetus are the most important foundation... By the way, I heard that Ye'er was locked up by you?" When she first heard about this, Song Han was not surprised at all. He knew his son's temperament very well.

Song Heng sighed and said, "Although Ye'er is filial, she acts rashly at this time. It will not only easily alarm the enemy, but will also miss major issues. He still doesn't understand some things. He has been persuaded many times but has no success. I have to lock him up temporarily. Now, brother, you are back, go and persuade him!"

"It's okay, he has to polish his temperament!" Song Han agreed very much: "It's not too late to see him tomorrow!"

Song Heng turned his face to look at the elder brother and looked at him. Seeing that the elder brother looked healthy, he felt relieved: "During this period, with the behavior of the old thief Wei, I am really afraid that I will torture you. Now that I see you, I finally feel relieved. By the way, I heard from the general that he would save you, and a group of Taoist priests in Chengdu Prefecture participated. Is there such a thing?"

"That's true. If it weren't for these people, I'm afraid the outcome is still unknown. Although the general has sent out the Black Guard, Chengdu Prefecture is the management of the old thief of Wei. If it weren't for the long-term living, it would be extremely difficult to rescue me." Song Han was very grateful to the Taoist priests of Zhenyang: "Our Song family will always repay this great kindness in the future."

The two of them had a conversation again, and someone came in to report that the general had prepared a banquet in the dining room and asked them to go.

"Let's go. After meeting Hongyi, I will go and see You'er again." Song Han stood up and said.

The main courtyard of the back house.

Su'er was called away temporarily because of something.

Just as Su'er was sent away, a few steps came from outside, and someone reported: "Madam, the general sent someone here and said he had something to tell you."

With the help of the servant, he stepped out of the room. When he looked up, he saw a woman in forty years and a respectful look on her face slowly coming from a distance with an umbrella. After a while, he arrived in front of the door.

"The general ordered me to report to you that your father has arrived at the general's mansion and will meet you in a moment." The servant said carefully.

Father?

When Song Xinyou heard this, she was overjoyed. She was worried about her father. At this time, she felt a dazed in her heart when she heard this happy message.

However, she immediately followed Su'er's method and calmed down to avoid disturbing the fetus.

I was afraid that I could not control myself, so I immediately called someone: "Hurry, call Miss Cousin back."

With Su'er here, she can soothe her body and mind, someone will go immediately.

A moment later, behind the servant, another servant came over, held the umbrella in, arrived at the door, and took it down.

As soon as he saw the person coming, Song Xinyou's eyes burst into tears: "Father?"

"Can my son be safe?" Song Han looked at his daughter.

A stick of incense made the hall silent, just shed tears to each other.

At this time, Su'er rushed over. Seeing this, she hurried forward and pressed Song Xinyou: "Madam, you can't do this, stop quickly."

Pressing his hand on, a warm current immediately melted throughout his body, and he felt indescribable comfort. Song Xinyou woke up and hurriedly let his father sit down and served tea again.

Song Han simply said the words. As he listened to these words, the joy of meeting gradually faded away, and only a hint of sadness was left.

"In this way, except for the people brought out by my father and second uncle..., everyone else is gone?" Song Xinyou sighed. Although there is not much affection in the big clan, he is also sad when he hears it.

Song Han's face was calm, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, my son, my Song family will never die like this in vain."

"It's lucky that my father was rescued. As long as the Song family has you, they will definitely be able to make a comeback." Song Xinyou said.

"What you said is that although your father is old, living for another ten years will not be a problem." Song Han said calmly: "Since the Song family has encountered a sudden disaster in Chengdu, your father has decided to move the Song family mansion to Wenyang County, and then develop here in the future."

Seeing that his daughter was about to speak, he waved his hand and said, "You are also a history book. You don't need to pay attention to the matters of the Song family in the future. You can take care of the fetus and raise your father and son. This is the biggest thing. If someone from the Song family asks you for it, don't pay attention. Do you understand what I mean?"

After a pause, he said, "I am very pleased with what you have done during this period, and it is necessary to do so."

Song Xinyou felt a stern heart. He knew that his father was mentioning him. He remembered the words he heard by chance and Qianlong mentioned by Su'er, and was even more alert.

It is hard to say whether the person is the wife of the Song family will evolve into a relative of the foreign country in the future. We must prepare for it in advance, otherwise, the bloody and tears in history will be proof of it.

While thinking, someone else was circulating outside: "Madam, old man, the banquet has been set up, please come to the banquet!"
Chapter completed!