Chapter 152: Counterattack

Chang Huwei watched and suddenly wondered if he had followed the wrong master.

Fortunately, after Song Yichun's temper tantrum, he finally regained some rationality. He ordered the guards: "Prepare a carriage for me. I will go to find Gu Yu in person."

The guard ran away as if his butt was burned.

Another maidservant who didn't know what was going on came in and reported, "Master, the eldest master, the third master, the fourth master and the two young masters are here. They have been waiting in the flower hall for two hours..."

Song Yichun threw a teacup at the maid, who was stunned and dared not move at all. Only when Song Yichun approached did the maid's eyes well up with tears, and she hurried to inform Song Maochun and others who were waiting in the flower hall.

Song Fengchun hurriedly sent the maids away, and came to Song Maochun's side and whispered, "Brother, look, has something happened?"

Song Maochun glanced at his two sons, Song Qin and Song Duo.

The eldest son had a stern face, and the second son's brows were never relaxed.

He knew what Song Yichun meant.

The reason for expelling Song Mo from the Song family was not sufficient at all. Song Yichun called them last night not to discuss with them, but to let them speak in unison when opening the ancestral hall, so as not to make any mistakes. The children of the third and fourth sons were still young and had no qualifications to participate in such things. Only his two sons were of the same age. His responsibility was very important, and he had to make his two sons stop talking nonsense. Who knew that when he told his two sons what had happened, both of them strongly opposed it. The eldest son meant that they should not get involved in this matter: "... Although I don't know why my second uncle did this, he must have his own reasons. But Tianci did nothing wrong, and we can't just talk nonsense like that." The second son's attitude was even clearer: "My second uncle was wrong in this matter, you should have advised my second uncle at that time!" So he tried his best to persuade Song Qin and Song Duo, and finally used his father's authority to suppress them. However, he had no confidence at all whether the two brothers could support Song Yichun in opening the ancestral hall as they wished.

Hearing that Song Yichun left the house in a hurry, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his tone when answering Song Fengchun was no longer as nervous as Song Fengchun's.

"It's possible that something unexpected happened to Tianci," he whispered. "We should send someone to find out."

When Song Maochun said this, Song Tongchun came over. Hearing this, he immediately said, "Brother, I'll go take a look."

Because Song Tongchun was the youngest and had the same grandfather as Song Yichun, he always felt that his relationship with Song Yichun was better than anyone else's and was a bit careless in the Duke of Ying's Mansion.

Song Maochun and Song Fengchun were naturally happy to see someone willing to take the initiative to do such a thankless task.

Several people did not dare to leave and waited anxiously for news in the flower hall.

There was a commotion outside the door.

In this situation, the slightest movement would make people feel uneasy, let alone the increasingly loud noise, which seemed to be heading straight to the upper room.

Song Maochun and Song Fengchun looked at each other and ran out of the flower hall at the same time.

They saw Song Mo, whose face was as pale as snow, walking through the main courtyard and entering the hanging flower gate with a group of people who looked like guards with a cold expression.

"Tianci!" Song Maochun's face suddenly turned paler than Song Mo's. "Didn't the Duke say that Tianci has been tied up by him?" He looked miserable.

"What happened?" Song Fengchun asked, his face full of panic.

Song Qin and Song Duo, who followed closely behind, also looked solemn. Song Duo even asked, "Is Tianci going to settle accounts with his second uncle?"

Song Qin became anxious when he heard this: "I'll go and take a look - we can't let Tianci and my second uncle come into conflict, otherwise one act of disobedience will be enough to kick him out of the house!"

Song Duo nodded repeatedly and said, "Brother, I will go with you."

"Is this something you have any business with?" Song Maochun hurried forward to stop them, but his two sons had already run towards the Chuihua Gate.

Song Maochun stomped his feet and followed.

Song Fengchun thought about it and followed.

However, several people were stopped in front of the hanging flower gate.

"The prince said that there are thieves in the house," the four burly men who came in with Song Mo stood guard at the door, their knives drawn, "In order not to hurt innocent people, no one is allowed to enter the Chuihua Gate."

In this peaceful and prosperous age, under the imperial city, there is actually a thief who runs to the mansion of the first-class Duke of England to steal things. Who would believe it?

This is just as untenable as the claim that Song Mo would rape a maid.

The expressions of Song Maochun and others became strange.

From the upper room came the ear-piercing sound of weapons clashing, mixed with several screams and panicked shouts: "Who are you? How dare you come to the inner courtyard of the Duke of England's mansion to kill people..."

Murder!

Things have escalated to the point of murder!

Song Maochun and the others could not help but feel their legs go weak. They were anxiously wondering whether they should leave this place of trouble as soon as possible. An extremely rude voice exploded in their ears like thunder: "Fuck you, I was just about to ask who you are? But you asked me! Then listen to me carefully, I am a guard under the command of the Prince of the Duke of Yingguo Mansion. I am here to capture thieves on the orders of the Prince! You said you are a guard of the Duke of Yingguo Mansion, why doesn't our Prince know you? How dare you pretend to be the guard of the Duke of Yingguo Mansion, why don't you surrender quickly!"

As the voice rang out, Song Maochun saw a guard standing in front of the hanging flower gate grinning silently.

He shuddered and pulled his two sons out, saying, "This is none of our business, none of our business! Let's go back, quickly!"

Song Qin and Song Duo no longer had the courage to confront their father, and were dragged away from the Chuihua Gate by Song Maochun.

Song Fengchun and Song Tongchun dared not stay anywhere, and followed Song Maochun and his son out of the Duke of Ying's Mansion in a panic.

At this moment, there was panic inside Chuihua Gate.

The remote corners, the caves of the rockery, the bottoms where the beauties were leaning... all were filled with trembling maids. Except for a few guards with particularly good skills who were still trying to break out of the siege, the rest of the guards left by Song Yichun were either kneeling on the ground with their swords raised high, shouting "Spare my life", or shouting in panic as if they didn't know what was going on, "We are not thieves, we are really the guards of the Duke of Ying's Mansion". Guard Xie, who was fighting with Song Mo's guards, was even more shocked and asked, "Who are you? Why are you using the Yaoyao Knife?"

The Yaoyao Sword was specially invented by Duke Dingguo to deal with the Japanese pirates who had come ashore.

The people who were besieging Guard Xie laughed and attacked even more fiercely.

Song Mo ignored the chaos around him and walked straight into the easternmost room in the back yard of the upper courtyard with Chen He who followed closely behind him.

Xia Lian quickly bowed and made way.

At a glance, the two of them saw the body in the middle of the room, which had been beaten beyond recognition.

Chen Tao...

Song Mo's eyes suddenly became moist and his body paused slightly.

Chen He leapt past Song Mo in one leap.

"Brother!" He fell on Chen Tao's body and burst into tears.

Xia Lian looked away reluctantly, then turned back after a while and whispered to Chen He: "Please accept my condolences!"

He was one of the guards who accompanied Song Mo to Zhending that time. This time he went to Liaodong with Song Mo. Because Song Mo was in a hurry to return, Yu Jian, who was better than him, followed Song Mo back to Kyoto, and he followed closely with the guards. When they were less than 20 miles away from Kyoto, he met the person sent by Chen Qushui to warn him, and then met Chen Xiaofeng who was holding Song Mo's handwritten letter...

Song Mo walked over slowly with a blank expression on his face.

The two guards who were originally guarding the compartment knelt on the ground in fear, kowtowing continuously for mercy.

Song Mo looked at the two Chen brothers in silence, and asked Xia Lian softly, "Have you found Yu Jian?"

"Found it!" Xia Lian's voice was a little hesitant, and there was also a sadness that could not be concealed, "But the tendons in the hands and feet were cut..."

Song Mo nodded. There was only a little bit of moisture in his eyes that had not yet dried up, lingering in the corners of his eyes, without any warmth.

He said softly, "Kill them all!"

Xia Lian was startled and asked, "All, all killed?"

The two guards stared at Song Mo with their eyes wide open, their faces filled with shock, and for a moment they forgot to kowtow and beg for mercy.

Song Mo nodded, without even looking at the two guards, and walked out of the room leisurely as if he was strolling in the garden.

"A thief broke into the house," he said calmly, "and accidentally killed a few people. This is a common occurrence."

Xia Lian bowed his head and replied respectfully, "Yes."

Song Mo walked towards the private room where the maids, daughters-in-law and old women in the upper room were imprisoned.

There were bursts of mournful wails coming from behind.

Song Mo pushed open the door of the private room, and the maids, daughter-in-law and those old women all rushed towards him crying.

"My Lord, help me!"

"My Lord, you are back!"

However, the guards in the private room stopped them ten steps away from Song Mo.

Song Mo glanced around the room.

They were all maids and old women of third or lower rank. Nanny Xie and several senior maids who served my mother were not there.

Following Song Mo's instructions, one of the guards who had taken control of the chamber where the maids were imprisoned immediately stepped forward and reported: "My Lord, after Madam passed away, Madam Xie also fell ill a few days later and was sent to the farm by the Duke to recuperate. Of the four maids around Madam, Mei Rui died by hitting her head against a pillar after Madam's death, and Xingfang, Zhujun, and Qingli were called away by the Duke two days ago and have not been seen since..."

Song Mo lowered his eyes and after a while he told the guard, "Send someone to bring Madam Xie back."

Maybe it's too late, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.

When he walked out of the chamber, a guard came over in a hurry and said, "Your Highness, we found two servants with their skin and flesh torn in Yizhi Hall. One of them is called Wuyi and the other is called Songluo. They said they have something important to report to you. I asked someone to bring Wuyi here."

Since my father wanted to deal with him, he would definitely not let go of the people in Yizhitang, not to mention that these two people served Chen Qushui. Now that Chen Qushui was gone, one could imagine what would happen to these two people.

Hearing that the two were still alive, Song Mo was a little excited and nodded quickly.

Wuyi was helped here by others.

"Young Master!" He looked at the people around him with a tearful face.

Mr. Yan has instructed that Mr. Chen's affairs should not be told to anyone else except him and the Crown Prince.

He carefully remembered Mr. Yan's instructions.

Song Mo met him alone.

"Mr. Chen is missing!" Wuyi was so anxious that he almost cried, "It was almost afternoon that day, and Mr. Chen said he wanted to take a walk in the yard. Songluo was packing things in the house, and I was standing on the steps watching him as usual. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, Mr. Chen was gone. Songluo and I searched for most of the night but couldn't find him..." As he spoke, he knelt down, "My Lord..." and started crying.

Song Mo couldn't help but smile and said, "If you're gone, then you're gone! As for you two, your loyalty is commendable. Go down and recuperate!"

His soft voice made Wu Yi blink in confusion.

Mr. Chen is missing, and the prince seems very happy!

Did he guess right before?

Mr. Chen is the enemy of the Crown Prince. Although he was captured by the Crown Prince, he has always been unwilling to submit to the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince can't do anything to him. This time there was a big commotion in the mansion, and he escaped. The Crown Prince just happened to find a place to hide?

Wuyi was confused and followed the guards to retreat in a daze.

Beads of sweat broke out on Song Mo's forehead.

He pulled out a very ordinary porcelain medicine bottle from his pocket, which looked like the one used by street vendors to sell powerful pills, and poured out a blood-red pill the size of a lotus seed. He then told the people around him, "Pour me a glass of water."

The guard poured a glass of water, not knowing why.

Song Mo took the pill and felt much better.

When Xia Lian came in and saw this, his face changed greatly. He walked forward quickly and said worriedly, "My Lord, do you want to take a rest?"

"No need!" Song Mo waved his hand and said calmly, "Have you cleared out all those guards?"

"A few of them escaped..." Xia Lian lowered his head guiltily, "I have already sent people to chase them..."

"No need!" Song Mo smiled, "We have to leave a few people for my father to use, right?" Then he said, "Pile up all the bodies in the middle of the main courtyard. We will wait for my father in Yizhi Hall!" While saying this, he brushed his clothes, showing unprecedented ease.