The general's wife is too naughty, she starts to flirt with him

Mrs. Tong hesitated for a long time but couldn't explain it clearly.

All her excuses seemed far-fetched at this moment.

Finally, Song Qingci couldn't bear it any longer and offered to help, "Madam Tong, you don't want to come to the main hall to pray for blessings, do you?"

"Yes! That's right!" Madam Tong quickly climbed down the pole upon hearing this. "I'm here to ask for help and blessings from all the masters."

In order to prove the truth of her words, she squeezed the arm of the maid who was supporting her.

The maid immediately understood what he meant and quickly chimed in, "Yes, our lady is kind-hearted and came here to pray for blessings."

Song Qingci felt that someone like Madam Tong was really hard to be considered an opponent.

He is really bad at it but loves to play.

He has bad intentions but his methods are so clumsy and ridiculous.

Even if she wasn't here, if any other experienced person in charge were in charge, her approach wouldn't work.

There are loopholes everywhere. Treat everyone as a fool.

"Is Master Tong's hand okay?"

Song Qingci suddenly changed the subject and Mrs. Tong didn't react for a moment.

Until she suddenly saw her son appear behind Song Qingci.

His eyes gradually became crazy.

"My son—!"

Mrs. Tong wanted to get closer to her son regardless of the consequences.

She was really scared to see her son, who was once full of energy and now lying unconscious.

It must be coma.

It must be.

No matter what, it won't kill him...

The feeling of uneasiness expanded infinitely in my heart.

However, just as she got a little closer, she was kicked away by the guards beside Song Qingci.

Ignoring the severe pain in her body, Mrs. Tong struggled to get closer again, but was stunned by Song Qingci's words.

"If you act rashly again, I don't mind seeing blood in front of this Bodhisattva."

"What on earth do you want to do!" Mrs. Tong screamed in despair.

In order to keep her son safer, she deliberately did not let him stay with her today, but sent him to a familiar family who had come to Hanyin Temple for refuge.

Unexpectedly, this actually harmed my son.

Now that they are so far apart, she doesn’t even know whether her son is dead or alive.

"I should be the one asking you this." Song Qingci's face turned cold at this moment, thinking about what she had found out before.

If she had not discovered this matter in advance, she would not have been hurt by it, but it would be different for others.

"It's a great blessing that you can take refuge in peace and comfort in Hanyin Temple amidst this natural disaster. However, you, for your own selfish gain, want to use public opinion to suppress it. Madam Tong, do you know how many people will die if you succeed?!"

"If so many bodies aren't cremated, and if a plague really breaks out, do you think you and your son can escape perfectly? Naive! Stupid!"

If rotting corpses are not dealt with, unimaginable amounts of viruses will be produced, and the impact of these viruses spreading through the human population will eventually be uncontrollable.

"You're simply exaggerating!" Madam Tong disagreed and immediately retorted, "People die every year and every month, and if they die, will there be an epidemic? Then wouldn't we all have died over the years?"

Mrs. Tong's dead pig-like look of fearlessness really made Song Qingci laugh.

Don't argue with fools.

Song Qingci took a deep breath.

"Okay, since you think you can't do it, then I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. From today on, the task of cremating the corpse will be left to the people of your Tong family."

Song Qingci was really reluctant to let his own people work so hard on such a high-risk job, and now is the perfect time.

There were quite a few members of the Tong family, and they went to burn the bodies while their own people supervised the work.

Simply perfect!

If the Tong family were to suffer misfortune and something were to happen, it would be their own fault, and they couldn't blame anyone else...