Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 25
She was so sick that she was about to fall down and dared to speak poisonously, and the faces of the women were flushed with anger, and they didn't care whether Mrs. Hou would do it or not.

Song Yuan wouldn't suffer from this kind of disadvantage. When he was furious, he forgot that he was still sick, and his strength came up after a while. When he saw them rushing over, he kicked the fat and greasy old woman in front of him. On the stomach, the woman was the strongest, but she couldn't bear it, and rolled on the ground when she fell backwards.

A group of women who only know how to pull their hair and pinch their flesh have never seen such a posture before, but after a moment, another woman was kicked on the waist by Song Yuan. The mother-in-law's ribs, the mother-in-law screamed in pain, sitting on the ground and couldn't get up, seeing her hitting two people one after another, the other women were annoyed, they all rushed up, stretching out their thick and powerful arms, wishing to tear them apart on the spot. Song Yuan.

Song Yuan picked up a pole from the ground and hit it hard. The yard suddenly cried and howled, and all the arrogant women frantically shook their hands, tears of pain came out.

Song Yuan didn't give them a chance to breathe, and beat them on their defenseless waists and stomachs. They wanted to resist, but their hands and claws hurt so badly that they couldn't fight back, they could only roll around on the floor crying and crying scold.

It took a long time for Song Yuan to stop. This loosening and bone-shaking activity made her panting heavily, her hands and feet were so sore and limp, she couldn't hold the pole tremblingly, so she simply dropped the pole and dragged her feet outside.

The Marquis of Wei Ting's mansion came to evict her. This was a good opportunity for her to leave Liang He, and it was also a good opportunity for her to regain her identity.

Song Yuan went to Tingwei's mansion with a clear goal, took off her mask while no one was around, and vented her anger, without the support of that anger, she even had difficulty walking, and finally came to Tingwei's mansion after stumbling all the way.

The soldier in front of the door recognized her and immediately came to help her. Song Yuan's legs were weak, and he pulled the soldier and murmured: "I want to see Huo Ying."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't bear it any longer. If she didn't close her eyes and sleep, she felt that she would die.

In a daze, someone fed her water several times, and stuffed a hot Mrs. Tang into her arms. Song Yuan curled up in the bed and didn't want to move at all. Except for the places where her body could touch, she didn't cover the rest It wasn't hot, but it became icy when he moved a little bit. He had several erratic dreams in a row. Song Yuan lifted his eyelids tiredly. Before he woke up, he shrank back into the bed and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a thick and hot palm covered her forehead, and Song Yuan's forehead was itchy due to the rough calluses in the palm. She lazily raised her head and glanced at the heroic young man sitting beside her. Shrunk.

Big big... big brother? !

The young man lowered his eyes, and his tough facial features were not angry: "Dare you run away from home?"

Song Yuan curled up and didn't dare to move, her heart beat faster, knowing that admitting cowardice was not the answer, she pursed her mouth and her hoarse voice began to cry: "Brother, I was wrong."

Without saying a word, Song Chun brought the medicine over with a straight face and helped her up: "Drink."

The words were concise and no nonsense, Song Yuan didn't dare to talk too much at all, even though he didn't have any strength in his hands, he didn't dare to bother him to hold it for him, and drank it tremblingly.

Holding the empty bowl, Song Yuan's heart beat faster, and felt that the gazes falling on her were like knives. She mustered up the courage and asked with a little luck: "I heard that the father will arrive in Beijing at the end of the year. Brother, why did you come so early?"

If I had known you would come, I might as well continue to be disgusted by Liang He's side.

Song Chun glanced at her, and Song Yuan understood without saying a word, and the back of his neck felt chilly.

Understood, I made a special trip to arrest her.

Song Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears: If you lead soldiers, do it well, why do you need to go out and catch me yourself?If I come back obediently, can't my merits and demerits be offset?
"I've been away from home for two years, and I haven't heard from you. Do you know how worried my concubine and aunt are?" Song Chun frowned and said, "A man is a real man, he didn't want to take responsibility when he got into trouble, and he just walked away, leaving the mess for others to clean up. , have all the teachings that my father and I have taught you these years been fed into the dog's belly?"

Don't scold me, don't scold me, I didn't do this.

Song Yuan really wanted to cry, but he couldn't explain it, so he could only keep his head down and be trained obediently.

"Schoolwork is procrastinated, riding and shooting are neglected, and you are still intimate with the maid when you are only a teenager. I have repeatedly ordered you to study hard and practice martial arts in the letter from home. You are all nonsense, and you dare to contradict the master and do some tricks. Do something smart." Song Chun became more and more angry when he said that, if he didn't see that she was ill, he would have proposed to give her a good beating to relieve her anger.

Song Yuan's head was about to fall to the ground, she only dared to yell cautiously in her heart: It's not me, you scolded the wrong person, do you know that?I'm still sick.

"Cough, cough, cough~" Her throat was itchy and she couldn't help coughing twice, which frightened her so much that her heart skipped a beat. Trying to hold back, the coughing got worse.

Song Yuan was so panicked that he wanted to cover his mouth: he was going to die, he couldn't help it.

Song Chun swallowed the words that came to his lips, gritted his teeth and said with a gloomy expression, "Wei Yan will pick you up in an hour."

After speaking, he got up and did not forget to explain: "Remember to thank Ting Wei."

"Understood." Song Yuan lowered his head and was listless.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, it was confirmed that Song Chun had gone far away, Song Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and his tense body also collapsed, only then was he in the mood to take a good look at the place he lived.

Why does this place look so familiar?It seems to be Huo Ying's house.

Song Yuan frowned, the huge Tingwei's mansion must not have other vacant rooms to accommodate him, how could Huo Ying make room for himself, he was already sharp after being stabbed?
I don't understand, I'll find out when I thank him later.

Song Yuan hurriedly got up to wash up, and only found out after asking the little official who brought him water that he had a high fever for three days, and his eldest brother arrived last night, and Huo Ying was guarding him the previous two nights, living in Tingwei's mansion There were only so many places, and he was sick and unconscious, and couldn't wait to clean up the house, so Huo Ying gave up the house and moved to sleep with the officials.

Cleaning himself up neatly, Song Yuan followed the little official to find Huo Ying. He was attacked and injured and took a leave of absence. He didn't have to go to court for a few days, but he couldn't stay idle, and he was still reading files at the moment.

Song Yuan waited at the door, and took a look inside. Dozens of tables and cases were neatly arranged, and every official was carefully reviewing the case files sent from various places. Huo Yinggao sat behind the case, and the tables were piled up to the brim. The clerk in charge of delivery sorted a volume of files in the next room, and delivered them to everyone non-stop. With so many people staying in one place, there was only the rustling of flipping through the files.

After being reminded by the little official, Huo Yingcai, who was buried in the examination, raised his head from the pile of books. He stood up and came out. Song Yuan looked at his face carefully, and unexpectedly found that the wound on his face was seen by this ruthless Lord Tingwei. When he got up, he was still a little weak.

(End of this chapter)