Chapter 252 I Want General Ci to Write a Elegy for Me to Commemorate Rong'er

"The Grand Commandant is using our General's Mansion as a knife to kill whoever the Grand Commandant's Mansion wants to kill." Ci Song sneered and expressed his guess.

"Master, what you mean is that the Grand Commandant's Mansion also wants to get rid of He Wei?" Gongsun Cuo's face was gloomy.

Mo Yao on the side said: "It is very possible. This He Wei himself has problems. If it weren't for his cultivation reaching the level of a juren and the fact that he was once a student of Zengsheng Academy, the Taiwei Mansion would never allow such a person with bad conduct and corrupt morals to become a retainer."

"After he became the head of the Taiwei Mansion, he was still arrogant and domineering, often bullying others in the name of the Taiwei Mansion. I guess my grandfather wanted to silence him, so..."

Mo Yao's words answered Gongsun Cuo's doubts. He turned to look at Ci Song and said, "Master, don't you plan to fight back?"

"No need. This time, Taiwei Mo indirectly helped me a lot and saved me a lot of effort."

Ci Song smiled indifferently and didn't mean to fight back. After all, Taiwei Mo was Mo Yao's grandfather. With this blood relationship, unless Mo Yao took the initiative to let Ci Song take action, he would not take the initiative to target the Taiwei Mansion.

"Brother Ci Song, if my grandfather really targets you like this again, you don't have to continue to tolerate it."

Mo Yao spoke up for Ci Song. She knew that Ci Song had tolerated too much for her, and her grandfather was indeed too much.

Ci Song didn't say anything, but just smiled faintly.

"I won't bother you with your affairs as a couple."

Gongsun Cuo left Ci Song's room, and Mo Yao leaned on Ci Song's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ci Song, what are you going to do?"

"What to do? Naturally, continue to live my own life. Can he, Mo Taiwei, still control me?"

Ci Song smiled, but he didn't care too much about this matter.

"I don't have much affection for this grandfather. I'm worried about my father..."

Mo Yao bit her lip and told her own difficulties. Her grandfather had six sons. Mo Yao had heard her mother mention that before Mo Yao showed her talent, her father Mo Quan had a very low status in the Taiwei Mansion. Even before Mo Yao was two years old, Taiwei Mo had never come to see Mo Yao.

When Mo Yao showed her talent, her father and mother's status in the Taiwei Mansion rose steadily. . .

"Yao'er, don't worry about this matter, I will take care of it."

Ci Song gently stroked Mo Yao's hair, telling her not to worry too much.

"Yeah."

Mo Yao nodded obediently, she knew that Ci Song had his own plans.

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The news spread throughout Zhongzhou City, and Duanmu Qingcang in Ning Mansion naturally learned about it. In the early morning, Duanmu Qingcang told Bai Ye about it. Today is the seventh day that Bai Ye has been keeping vigil for Ning Rongrong.

Bai Ye smiled faintly on his pale face after hearing this, and then called the housekeeper of Ning Mansion in front of everyone.

"Uncle Gu, please go to the General's Mansion of the Ci Family. I want General Ci to write a elegy for me to commemorate Rong'er."

When Butler Gu heard this, he looked embarrassed, "Master Bai, I..."

Bai Ye saw Butler Gu's embarrassment. After all, his junior brother's "bad reputation" was too lethal to ordinary people, and ordinary people really didn't dare to take the initiative to go to the General's Mansion.

"I'll go. I went to the General's Mansion with my junior brother a few days ago. I also know a few of the gentlemen guarding the gate, so it will be convenient for me to do it then." Duanmu Qingcang, who was standing not far away, took the initiative to speak.

"If that's the case, then thank you." Bai Ye turned his head and smiled deeply at Duanmu Qingcang to show his gratitude.

"There's no need to thank me between you and me. But you, you haven't eaten for seven days. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to hold on." Duanmu Qingcang said worriedly.

Bai Ye waved his hand, "It's okay, let's talk about it after the seven-day mourning period is over."

"This..."

Duanmu Qingcang wanted to say something, but seeing Bai Ye's determined eyes, he finally swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He knew Bai Ye and knew that if he was determined to do something, even a saint couldn't persuade him to change his mind.

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Duanmu Qingcang left Ning Mansion and followed the Ning Mansion's carriage to the front of the general's mansion.

After getting off the carriage, Duanmu Qingcang knocked on the door of the general's mansion. After about a cup of tea, the door finally opened, and the person who opened the door was Feng Guang.

After opening the door, Feng Guang saw Duanmu Qingcang at a glance. He was slightly stunned, and a curious look appeared on his face. "Duanmu boy, why are you here in my general's mansion?"

"Mr. Feng Guang, I came here today on behalf of Bai Ye to ask Junior Brother Ci Song to go to Ning Mansion. Bai Ye wants Junior Brother Ci Song to write a elegy for him to commemorate Rong'er."

Duanmu Qingcang bowed his hands and told his purpose.

"Write a elegy? Okay, wait a moment."

Hearing this, Feng Guang turned around and reported. After a while, Ci Song and Mo Yao came to the door of the general's mansion.

"Brother Duanmu, is Brother Bai Ye okay?"

Ci Song learned the purpose of Duanmu Qingcang's visit and asked about Bai Ye's situation.

"He has no appetite and looks much more haggard. If he had not reached the level of a Jinshi, I am afraid he would not be able to make it." Duanmu Qingcang sighed and expressed his concerns.

"Brother Bai Ye, he is really a person of great affection and nature."

Mo Yao sighed slightly. Although he had little contact with Bai Ye, she could tell from Ci Song's attitude towards him that Bai Ye must be a very good person.

She turned to look at Ci Song, "Brother Ci Song, why don't you go to Ning Mansion first? If Mr. Ning comes, I will help you explain."

"Okay."

Ci Song nodded and followed Duanmu Qingcang into the carriage of Ning Mansion.

In the carriage, Ci Song and Duanmu Qingcang talked about Bai Ye, "Brother Duanmu, why did Brother Bai suddenly ask me to write an elegy for Sister Rongrong?"

"Bai Ye has not communicated with anyone in the past few days. He chose to let you write an elegy for him after hearing the rumors about you in Zhongzhou in the past few days."

Duanmu Qingcang explained Bai Ye, "Bai Ye is helping you."

"Help me?"

After hearing Duanmu Qingcang's words, Ci Song showed a trace of doubt on his face, but soon he understood everything, "Brother Bai, he is really a good brother."

"He is indeed a good person, but this world is cruel to him. His life should have been brilliant, but fate has pushed him to this point, and his beloved has left him."

Duanmu Qingcang felt very uncomfortable.

Then the two fell into silence. After an incense stick of time, the carriage finally arrived in front of the Ning Mansion.

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