Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 38

Xue Liner frowned, dissatisfied: "We have brought so many people, how many stones can't we move?"

Song Chengye didn't know the situation, so he could only guess: "Maybe the situation is more serious."

Xue Lin'er poked her head out and saw that they were in a ring-shaped mountain depression. As long as she turned her head to the left, she could clearly see the mountain road ahead.

Except for a small area in front of their convoy, the mountain roads in the distance are all in good condition. He couldn't help but say, "It's just a small collapse, and it takes a lot of time to clean it up? Song Hengye didn't do it on purpose, right?"

Song Chengye pulled her back and sat down: "It's not good for him to stay in the mountains. If it's not necessary, why bother?"

Xue Lin'er didn't think so, she stuck to him coquettishly: "It's wet and cold in the mountains, he was born in the military, so it's okay to be rough-skinned and thick-skinned, but my husband is raising a little gold, noble and precious, how can he bear it?"

The implication is that Song Hengye deliberately made them suffer more in the mountains.

Song Chengye was moved by her thoughtfulness, and hugged her deeply into his arms: "With Lin'er caring, my husband's heart is warm, why can't he bear it?"

Hold the catkin, but it's cold at the beginning.

Can't help feeling annoyed, yes, they got up late this morning, didn't have time to eat breakfast, and on top of the rush, they only had a snack at noon, he is a big man, he can bear the cold and the hungry, Lin'er must have already I can't stand it anymore.

Looking down, the lips of the person in his arms turned darker, so he opened the car window and shouted, "Stop!"

Xue Lin'er expected him to do this, and deliberately asked, "Where is husband going?"

"I'll go to the front to see the road conditions. If you can walk, try to go forward!"

Song Chengye closed the window again, pushed the door and got out of the carriage. Xue Lin'er's lips curled slightly, and she asked his back: "It's raining heavily outside, husband, please walk slowly~"

She was checking the terrain just now, and put both hands on the open car window, so it's no wonder it wasn't cold.

But she can't be blamed, because she was afraid of the cold when she came here, she deliberately heated up the charcoal pot, and now the charcoal in the box has bottomed out, and if she doesn't go back, she will really be frozen.

Song Chengye held an umbrella in one hand and lifted his robe in the other. He found Song Hengye on the mountain road with one foot deep and one shallow foot. When he learned that he couldn't move forward, he couldn't help but change his face: "Didn't we bring the soldiers with us when we went out? Let them hurry up and open the way. Maybe I can make it back to Shangjing before dark."

Song Hengye said: "My son, the rain will not decrease, and there will be rocks rolling down the mountain at any time. It is too dangerous to order people to clear the road at this time. I am sorry that Hengye cannot take orders."

Even though he was used to fighting on the battlefield, he still wouldn't take human life as a joke, so no matter what Song Hengye said, he still refused to nod.

Song Chengye was rejected again and again, and his face was a little uneasy. As the son of the Duke's Mansion, now he can't even make decisions on this matter?
Seeing that he was still arguing, Zhang Yong advised from the side: "The mountain road is steep, why should you be in a hurry at this moment, everyone find a safe place to rectify a little bit, and it's the same when you confirm it's safe before leaving."

Song Chengye looked at the mud spots on the hem of his clothes, feeling disturbed, and retorted: "There is no shop in front of the village or in the back, so where can you go if you go back? Do you want to go back to the mausoleum for the night?"

Seeing that he was stubborn, Song Hengye also put on a straight face. At least he said that there are still more than ten miles of mountain roads, and the rain is not abating, and there will be greater danger at any time. If it is someone else, why should he care about his life or death?
But the other party was Song Chengye, Song Lian's only son, and he definitely couldn't let him mess around.

It's just that Song Chengye didn't listen to dissuasion at all at the moment, so he had no choice but to say: "If the son must leave, he will report to his wife. As long as the lady agrees, Hengye will never stop him!"

Even if it wasn't for Xue Lin'er, Song Chengye himself was already hungry and flustered. He bumped around for a long time, and he didn't want to toss about any more. He said, "Don't use your mother to pressure me. I think you are sincere and can't make it with this son!"

Hearing that he was furious, Gu Qingyou couldn't help but poked his head out of the car window to yell at him: "If you go back, you will be late at home for a while, and if you continue walking, it may be a lifetime later. If you are impatient, you can go and have a try! "

"you shut up!"

Song Chengye saw that neither of them would speak for him, so he said angrily: "If you want to withdraw, you will withdraw, and I will take them away by myself!"

"Also, do whatever you want!"

Gu Qing rolled his eyes at him, then turned to Song Hengye and said, "Let's go, leave this lunatic alone."

Song Chengye wanted to swear again, but suddenly received Xue Lan's slit from the car window, and he swallowed the swear words.

Song Hengye was helpless: "Your Majesty really wants to go on?"

Song Chengye had already spoken, so how could he show weakness? Thinking of Xue Liner's cold little hands, he immediately pointed to a small group of government soldiers in front of him: "Twenty people are enough for me, you take your mother and the others to retreat first!"

He said twenty, but it was impossible for Song Hengye to really only keep twenty. He immediately left all the soldiers and servants of the government except the Ministry of Rites, and he personally escorted Xue Lan's mother and daughter and several other concubines to evacuate to the rear.

The carriage left slowly, Gu Qingyou opened the window, and seeing Song Chengye pointing to the collapsed mountain road and saying something, the people below split up to clean up the soil and rocks, while he himself got back into the carriage, and slammed the door shut.

Afraid that she would catch a cold, Xue Lan reached out to close the window, and said angrily, "You are still ignorant, what do you care about him? He is not stupid, and he will come back naturally when he finds that he cannot get through."

Gu Qingyou just wondered how could there be such a stupid person who knew the danger, yet insisted on letting others open the way. Could it be that the life of a servant is not life?

The clothes were drying, she sat up neatly dressed, and seeing that the charcoal fire was not strong, she added a few pieces of charcoal to it, Xue Lan hurriedly said: "Save it up, I'm not sure how long I'm going to stay in the mountains, don't wait until night It doesn't have to be burned."

Gu Qingyou answered absent-mindedly, took the hook and slowly pulled the charcoal in the basin, watched the flames flickering, and couldn't help sighing: "It's been raining for a long time, but it hasn't gotten smaller at all, in case there are casualties, Will Song Chengye not feel guilty?"

Knowing that she was worried about the people below, Xue Lan shook her head and said, "Whoever made this place an ancient one, there is a difference between the superior and the inferior, if you want to survive, you have to adapt to the rules."

After finishing it, he added: "It's the same even in modern times."

Those who work hard on the construction site in the summer, or those who drink with customers until their stomach bleeds, who is easy?The emperor has to write memorials until midnight every day. Whichever class you are in, you have to accept the fate and arrangements of that class.

This Gu Qingyou really has nothing to say. It's not that she hasn't seen those low-level employees in Mom's company working overtime desperately to improve their performance.

"And these are drudgery in our eyes, maybe we can ask for more from them."

Gu Qingyou was stunned: "How do you say that?"

If it weren't for class suppression, who would want to let their life be in the hands of others?

Xue Lan said: "Because the threshold of the Duke's Mansion is high, even if they are servants, not everyone can enter if they want. Although they are servants, their food and clothing costs are comparable to those of ordinary well-off households, and their monthly income is relatively rich, so Occasionally, it is worth selling your life for the master."

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(End of this chapter)