C124 death

Gu Wu had followed Gu Ma's orders and approached Song Zhixiao, and the relationship between him and Song Zhixiao was a bit deeper than Gu Wen's, and relative to him, it was a bit deeper.

When Song Zhixiao went to jail, he already felt that it was already regretful. Now that he had ended up like this, he felt that Song Zhixiao was really too unlucky, and that it was not because he was resentful or dissatisfied with Gu Han. After all, he had been a servant of his master since he was young.

Just because of a pity for Song Zhixiao, he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Song Youfu could not bear to listen anymore, and even if the wine and dishes were not finished yet, he dragged Li Chang and left. Gu Wenguwu was still immersed in eating, and did not notice anything yet, as he continued to talk about these things.

"I wonder if all the masters here have a problem with that Prince Rong who fell for Wu Niang and helped him enter the house. Not only did he help frame Song Zhixiao, he also helped us young master …"

Song Youfu and Li Chang walked out of the tavern. They could no longer hear any gossip, but if they could not, that did not mean they did not exist anymore.

Song Youfu felt as if there was a voice beside his ear, even if he walked very far away, the things he had just heard were still being repeated incessantly, over and over again.

If he couldn't understand it on the first try, then he would at least understand it on the second try. At least, he would be able to understand it on the third try, right?

The peasants were all stupid. They had to think about things for thirty to forty times before they would understand what was going on. After going through everything that had happened before in their hearts, they could no longer stay calm.

As if to prove that Gu Wenguwu was not lying, the furry donkey cart suddenly stopped in its tracks. Song Youfu glared at the silk shop across from it.

Li Chang followed his line of sight, only to see the back of a gold and silver dressed lady who was buying something. From her dressing, he could see that she was either rich or noble, and just as he was wondering, the lady turned around, and shockingly, it was Wu Niang, the person from the Song Family.

The long haired man wiped his eyes and confirmed that he was not mistaken, it was Song Zhixiao's wife. It was just that he had changed into a different form now, his head was covered in jade and he was wearing silk.

The Minister did not know how to describe this woman.

Song Youfu had already gotten out of the carriage, with the whip still in his hand.

The middle-aged man hurriedly got off the carriage, but the donkey looked like it was about to run away, causing the young man to have no choice but to give up the idea of going up to help. Holding onto the donkey cart, he saw that his old brother was stopped by the man standing so far away from Wu Niang, who was dressed in black and holding onto a sword. The man seemed to be very impatient to get entangled with Song Youfu, urging him to quickly leave. Aunt is currently someone from the Prince Rong's Mansion! "

If Gu Xin was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that man. He was none other than the swordsman Jiang Ting was talking to, Jiang Ting pestered Xiao Zongxian to come out and buy something, causing Xiao Zongxian to become impatient and directly ordered Jiang Ting to bring people out.

Jiang Ting had a straight face the whole time, Wu Niang thought that he did not look like a proper servant, but now that he was forced to do so, he felt it was even more unhappy, and mumbled a few sentences.

Seeing that she wanted to leave, Song Youfu wanted to chase after her, but Jiang Ting stopped her. The other party's unsheathed sword was placed horizontally across his chest, and he advised: "Don't chase after her, offending the person behind her is not good for you! Your entire family cannot afford it! "

The last few words caused Song Youfu to calm down. King Rong, even if it was a country bumpkin, still knew what kind of person he was.

The young lad was right, someone who had offended the Prince Rong's Mansion, his entire family could not afford it.

No wonder his son was sent to the army, the Hades was fighting, and the little devil was suffering.

Why? Was it because Gu Xin had offended him, that his son was working in the Gu Mansion? If it wasn't for Mian Niang, would the Dalang still have come to the Gu Mansion to work?

Blame who?

Blame Mian Niang?

If she was peacefully staying at home and didn't see Gu Xin, how could there be such a entanglement?

Blame his son?

If not for the fact that he was hot-headed and in order to excuse Wu Niang, he would have been held responsible in the court, he would not have been held accountable and sent into the army to travel to the borders.

In the end, if he really wanted to blame someone, it would be his own fault. As a father, he had been a coward his entire life, and yet was still unable to marry his son.

If he married for half a year and was abandoned at home, how would he live his life in the future?

How long was her life?

Seeing that he had left, Jiang Ting frowned, and turned to follow Wu Niang's carriage.

Song Youfu walked over in a daze and pulled the donkey away from the long hand and chased the donkey cart out of the city. Song Youfu whipped the donkey, causing it to stumble on its body.

The middle-aged man sat on the carriage and had no choice but to hold onto the shaft of the carriage as he sat firmly in the carriage. However, he was still trembling with fear as he reached out to pull at Song Youfu's clothes, wanting to advise him otherwise. However, the carriage suddenly pressed down on a rock, causing him to almost fall off the carriage.

However, Song Youfu acted as if he did not hear it, and continued to smoke his donkey frantically. Fortunately, they were on the mountain road which led to the top of the hill.

Li Chang heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He finally found the opportunity to speak.

"Old Song, don't take what you just said too seriously, as for that Dalang's daughter-in-law, it's not good to say, our farmers won't be able to raise that kind of woman, I'm afraid we'll have to leave sooner or later, just like her brother who can read books. If you don't like his, then you might not like his, but he's a scholar, if you know how to speak, you have to blame it all on us."

He avoided talking about Mian Niang because he was afraid of provoking Song Youfu again.

Song Youfu still did not respond, he only whipped his donkey with all his might.

If things went wrong, it would be easy to get Song Youfu to stop and climb down the mountain. It was already too late for Su Yongfu to grab hold of the donkey, so how would he be able to stop the donkey? The donkey slid to the front of the mountain and was sent flying.

In the blink of an eye, the donkey cart had hit a rock and flipped it over one by one. Song Youfu fell off the donkey cart and his back hit a rock as he rolled down the mountain.

The Minister did not care about his body that was in disarray, and hastily crawled and tumbled to catch up with him.

At that time, Song Youfu was stopped by a tree and his entire person had completed a 'bow'.

Li Chang was shocked. When he walked closer, he saw that his old brother's face was covered in wounds. Blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged man was flustered and panicked. He immediately patted Song Youfu's face to prevent him from falling asleep.

Mrs. Song and Li had been so flustered that they had been scared the whole day. When they were doing embroidery, the needle had pierced into her hand. When she was eating at noon, she couldn't hold the bowl, and it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

It made her heart ache. Life was tight for her, and this was the way things were. Destroying one's family was worth tens of thousands of years. Even if it was just a needle and thread, it would still be bought.

She always felt that something was going to happen. When she saw Mian Niang, she wanted to quarrel with him for a long time and completely vent it out, but it seemed like there was nothing to argue about. She also knew that her daughter was not her punching bag and after all these days, whenever she saw Mian Niang, she would feel annoyed.

There was nothing wrong with his daughter. He couldn't constantly criticize her.

But what was the point in understanding this logic? Or could he not help but blame her?

It was getting dark and Mian Niang had already prepared dinner. Since her husband was not back yet, Madame Song was getting more and more anxious.

He felt that something shouldn't have happened, but he couldn't help but be worried when he thought that his husband was out. He was afraid that something might happen.

Leaning on his walking stick, he walked out of the courtyard to see how his husband was still nowhere to be seen.

In the distance, she could see a donkey cart approaching. She heaved a sigh of relief.

When she saw that the driver of the carriage was Li Chang, she couldn't help but be puzzled. However, when she saw him stop the carriage at the village entrance and stop driving in, she became even more surprised.

There was no sign of Song Youfu, only his limping figure. The two villagers behind him saw something on the carriage and their expressions changed, the scythe in their hands dropped to the ground as they stared at Mrs. Song, who was leaning on her walking stick at the entrance of the Song Family residence.

As the Minister approached, his face was wounded and filled with grief.

That feeling of panic became even stronger. Mrs. Song and Li still managed to squeeze out a smile and asked, "Minister Li, where is our leader?"

"Sister-in-law!"

When the middle-aged man opened his mouth, tears fell like rain from his eyes. "It's a blessing, he's gone …"

"Where did he go?"

Madame Song Li's mouth twitched, she continued to smile and ask, looking around, searching for Song Youfu.

Mian Niang heard that something was amiss as she walked out from the side room. Seeing the look on the inside, she was also shocked, and hurriedly walked over, but just as she was about to say something, she heard a long voice: "Sister-in-law, when we came back, You Fu was driving the carriage too hurriedly, and when we were about to overturn the mountain, she did not grab hold of the donkey's reins. The carriage overturned, and You Fu fell off the carriage, smashing onto the large rocks and trees at the side of the road.

He slowly kneeled down and said with tears in his eyes, "It is my fault that I didn't bring him back to see you. I let your family be separated by Yin and Yang!"