New widow

"The Emperor's will, can the Duke's Palace resist it?" Suqiao still answered like this. Mrs. Song Wu was asked, "Resistance can be a big or small thing. Those who have been favored by the Holy Family, maybe they can still resist it." Become a good story. Those who are not favored by the Holy Family will bring disaster to their families if they resist the decree. Mrs. Song Wu could only sigh.

"Madam, the eldest master is here." Madam Huang walked into the mourning hall and reported to Suqiao.

"What's the matter, uncle?" Suqiao asked. Madam Huang hesitated for a moment, and then Mrs. Song Wu said, "I'm afraid I'm here just to open the coffin."

Mr. Song is the patriarch of the Song family. It would be natural for Mr. Song to stop the coffin opening and autopsy, which would bring shame to the Duke's palace.

"Uncle, please come in." Su Qiao said lightly. Not only Master Song, but also several clan elders came. Seeing Su Qiao and Mrs. Song Wu, one of the clan elders spoke first: "I know what's in your heart. I want to avenge the third child, but you have to discuss this matter with us. We can open the coffin and conduct an autopsy anywhere. Our Song family is also a reputable family in the capital."

The British government, the noble family, sounds illustrious. Suqiao listened to everyone's accusations, but seemed not to hear them.

Mr. Song looked on from the side, frowning slightly, and said to Su Qiao: "The clan is not willing to do this."

"If the clan doesn't want to, can there be a way within the clan to resist the decree and not be punished?" Su Qiao was unwilling to go through the detours with others, so she only said this.

As soon as these words were spoken, those who had been accusing Su Qiao just now fell silent.

Master Song felt the silence and reluctantly said: "If

You go back to your parents' house and ask your in-laws for help. "

Ha, Su Qiao showed a sarcastic smile: "At this moment, is this the idea that comes to mind? It is such a huge British palace, a famous noble family in the capital, but no one can afford this mansion?"

"Niece-in-law, what you said is wrong!" The person who spoke was a clan elder. His face turned red. He looked at Su Qiao and said, "This is all because my nephew has no children, so there is no one to support the family."

"I have no children, so I should adopt him from within the clan, but in these days, no one has ever said anything about it." As soon as Su Qiao finished speaking, the expressions on everyone's faces became more and more ugly, Su Qiao's He raised his eyebrows and said, "So it seems that you all have your own ideas?"

No one said yes, no one said no, and the mourning hall fell silent again. Mrs. Song Wu opened her lips, wanting to say a few gentle words, but she didn't know what to say. After a while, she heard Mr. Song sigh: "The clan already has a regulation on adopted heirs. It’s just that your Majesty has a decree now, and the Ministry of Punishment has come, so we have to wait until the Ministry of Punishment finds out the ugly Yinmao before we can finalize the adoption."

"Already there are regulations in the clan?" Su Qiao asked back. Mr. Song nodded: "Yes, we have discussed it."

Suqiao looked at Mr. Song with a half-smile but not a smile: "The adopted child wants to recognize me as his mother. I have never heard of a mother like me sending a child over without nodding."

Mr. Song had long expected that Su Qiao would ask such a question, and he also had a smile on his face: "Yes, I have always asked this mother-in-law when I have adopted children. It's just that you just passed away, brother-in-law.

However, when encountering such a thing, the people in the clan don't know whether they are wise or foolish, so we discussed it. "

"Then what you said, uncle, since we have to wait until the Ministry of Punishment investigates Chou Yin Mao before we talk about the succession, and if we don't agree to open the coffin for an autopsy, how can the Ministry of Punishment investigate this matter?" Su Qiao Asking again, Mr. Song finally understood why Su Qiao asked like this just now, and his expression became ugly again.

Su Qiao lowered her eyes. Su Qiao knew very well what these people were thinking. They were just bullying her for encountering these things just after passing through the door, and wanted to force herself to be her own master.

Suqiao endured it for so many years and worked hard to come to the capital from her hometown, hoping that she would not have others to make her own decisions, but to make her own decisions. From now on, neither the Kuang family nor the Song family can make their own decisions.

Therefore, Su Qiao did not wait for Mr. Song to speak, and continued: "In that case, it is better to let the people from the Ministry of Punishment open the coffin and conduct an autopsy. If they find out anything, everyone can feel at ease. When the Ministry of Punishment comes to a conclusion, it will naturally It’s easy to do the next thing.”

When the clan elders heard this, they all looked at Mr. Song. Mr. Song came with so many people to ask Suqiao to refuse. Unexpectedly, Suqiao was not willing to refuse. Instead, he forced himself to agree. After a while, Mr. Song finally sighed: "That's it, so be it."

"Madam Huang." Suqiao called Madam Huang. Madam Huang stood with her hands lowered. Suqiao looked at her: "Go and report to Mr. Su, and tell us that our house is ready."

The coffin can be opened for autopsy at any time. Lady Huang should be,

As soon as he walked out of the mourning hall, he saw Su Du and Zhang Qing standing outside the mourning hall. Naturally, Zhang Qing was followed by the Yamen, Zuo and others.

Even though Mrs. Huang had been in the British government for many years and had seen many things in the world, she was still frightened by this formation. She calmed down and said to Su Du: "Master Su, our house is ready, please come in. "

Su Du couldn't help but frown slightly. Su Du had already prepared everyone, and he knew that it would take a lot of effort to convince the clan members, so Su Du thought he would have to wait for a day or two, but who knew that this was all. In a short time, Suqiao convinced the people in the Song family. It seems that he has brought so many people with him and put on such a posture, and he seems to be bullying others.

But Su Du didn't show any other expression. He just nodded to Mrs. Huang and gave a few instructions to the Yamen servant behind him.

Opening the coffin and conducting an autopsy was a big deal, so naturally it couldn't be done in the mourning hall. Su Qiao took her female relatives to the side room, and heard Mr. Song chatting with Su Du there.

Suqiao lowered her eyes, and Song Zhen's voice was very soft: "Mother, why are men doing these things?"

A smile appeared on Suqiao's lips, but it quickly disappeared. Instead, Mrs. Song Wu held Song Zhen's hand: "The girl is still too young and grew up outside. She doesn't know the rules of this world."

The rules of the world? Suqiao knows it very well, but are these world rules correct?

Song An's coffin has been carried out, and naturally such things have to be sent to the nearby yard to be done. The Song family was represented by Mr. Song, who followed them to the yard over there.

Mr. Song still wanted to say something to Su Du, but Su Du had already

Understood, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, all the people here are good people. Besides, the status of British citizens is precious, so no one dares to treat them casually."