On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu walked over and looked through the light.

They are small bottles, and there is a small box, twelve bottles in total.

Huo Changhe shook the bottle: "There are still three that are full, and the others are empty."

Yan Ruyu took out one, poured out some powder, and smelled it carefully: "Yes, it is the same poison that Mr. Wen used."

"There is definitely something wrong with Song Er's reaction."

"It seems that Mr. Mo took advantage of Song Lao's life experience to make the two brothers kill each other, and then let Song Lao Er build the business road. When the business road is completed, Song Lao Er will be useless. There is no threat."

"Mr. Mo is a vicious and cruel person, and he enjoys this kind of fun. He didn't do it to save Song Er in the first place." Yan Ruyu held the small bottle, "He just wanted to play this game. As for whether it was Song Dahuo or Song Erhuo in the end, He just didn't care."

Huo Changhe hit the table with his palm: "Damn it!"

"Don't be angry, he has a good plan, we have a bridge ladder, he wants to build a commercial road, but we let him fail to build it."

"That's right," Huo Changhe sneered, "Those shopkeepers saw the body of Old Mrs. Song with their own eyes, and saw shopkeeper Gu die with their own eyes. Things will never end like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were footsteps in the yard, and the two people quickly jumped out of the back window.

Second Master Song came into the room panting heavily, smashed the tea cup, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and drank directly into his mouth.

The jug was empty, and he couldn't help but smash the jug to pieces.

"Bring the wine!"

The boy stood at the door and reminded in a low voice: "Second Master, you can't drink anymore, and..."

"Bang"!

The inkstone wiped his forehead and hit the door behind him, directly making a hole.

Cold sweat broke out on the boy's head. It was Mr. Song who missed the target just now, but he was not merciful. If he hadn't been lucky, he would be the one lying dead in a pool of blood now.

The boy didn't dare to say another word and ran out to get the wine.

Huo Changhe frowned: "His condition is more serious than that of Wen."

"It should be because he took a lot of medicine in a short period of time, or the medicine he used is purer than that of the Wen family." Yan Ruyu frowned, her tone unable to conceal her worry.

Huo Changhe understood what she was worried about: "What if this kind of thing leaks out..."

Before he finished speaking, there were footsteps outside again, and there were quite a few people who heard the sound.

Many of them were still holding torches, and they were shadowy, about a dozen people.

Second Master Song narrowed his eyes, kicked away the broken wine bottle on the ground, and stepped out.

When he looked up, he saw everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Patriarch, why are you here?"

The head of the Song family is in his 70s, with a gray beard and a cane in his hand, and he looks quite majestic.

"What do you say?"

Second Master Song was very irritable now, so he managed to suppress it: "I don't know, it's so late. Is there anything we can't talk about tomorrow? Why don't you all go back first and discuss it tomorrow."

The patriarch said angrily: "You are outrageous! What is your attitude?"

The person next to him said: "That's right, no one has ever dared to talk to my father like this. Song Laoer, you haven't become the head of the family yet!"

Huo Changhe asked in a low voice: "Yu'er, is this the ultimate move you mentioned?"

Yan Ruyu ate a few melon seeds: "Yes, these are all reputable members of the Song family. If the Song family is completely dead, who will benefit the most?"

Huo Changhe remembered that when his family was first exiled, the group of people were not of the same mind, and many disgusting things happened.

The more people there are in this big family, the harder it is for them to be united, and the more intrigues and intrigues there are.

"Needless to say, the Song family's reputable ones will definitely benefit the most. The lower branches, or the branches far away, have no chance."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "I heard from Beibei and the others that this patriarch is looking for an official career for his grandson. He is short of money. He borrowed money from the old man of the Song family a few days ago, but he didn't lend it out."

Huo Changhe understood instantly.

"Then you don't need anyone else, just the Song family can divide the Song family into pieces."

"But most of them want face, so they won't keep things like shops in their hands for too long, and most of the shops are people like Gu shopkeeper. They suddenly take over and they can't control them. Most of them use... Come and exchange money directly.”

Huo Changhe's eyes lit up: "So, you asked mother to remind the shopkeepers of the Qian family that anything similar to the shop they own is more likely to be picked up at a low price?"

Yan Ruyu's eyebrows curved slightly: "That's exactly it."

Huo Changhe smiled and praised: "Yu'er is really a smart little fox."

Second Master Song couldn't help but want to explode when he heard the word "head of the family".

Head of the house, head of the house!

So what if it is!

Second Master Song tugged at his collar, and without any regard for etiquette, he glanced sideways: "Okay, it's not your place to speak. This is the Song family, this is my home, it's not about louder than anyone else. You, you, these Why is the year so prosperous? Isn’t it because of our family?”

"Without my family, who can handle the affairs of the clan? How much do you pay to the clan every year, and how much does our family pay?"

"Oh, go back and settle the accounts, and then come back and yell at me. Otherwise, I won't accept this, and I won't be able to make any money in the future. You can do whatever you like!"

"you……"

The clan leader struck the cane and asked with a serious face: "Song Laoer, are you talking drunkenly, or are you telling the truth?"

"To be honest, I'm not drunk!" Song Laoer said fearlessly.

The patriarch sneered: "Okay, I'll treat you as sincere and call your father out. I'll listen to what he says."

"He can't come. I'm the one who decides my house now," Song Laoer decided to risk it anyway, his mind was buzzing, and all sense and etiquette were gone to hell.

A few people behind the clan leader said: "Ignore him, let's go find his father."

"go!"

Just as everyone was about to leave, Mr. Song waved his hand: "Come here, catch them!"

The servants and guards all came over and surrounded them.

The patriarch said angrily: "What are you going to do? It's so presumptuous!"

"I said, if you can't see my father, you can either get out or get beaten. It's your choice!"

"you you!"

The patriarch and the others did not expect this situation at all. In the past, they were always treated politely wherever they went. How often had they encountered this kind of dilemma!

During the stalemate, the boy stumbled in: "Second Master, it's bad, there are many officers and soldiers outside!"

Huo Changhe whispered: "Did you arrange this too?"

Yan Ruyu shook her head: "No, I haven't arranged this. Let's see what happens."

The people who came were from the governor's office, and the leader of the policeman shouted loudly: "Come here, take down Song Er for me!"

This is not an ordinary government officer, but a police officer who is responsible for handling cases.

Second Master Song and the head of the Song family were stunned.

"My lord, what did he commit?"

"He killed his father and brother with the intention of seizing power. His heart is so vicious. After the incident, he killed someone to silence him and poisoned the ancient shopkeeper. The governor ordered us to capture him and bring him to justice, and we will answer him at the Yamen!"