New widow

As for the disputes that would arise during the selection process, Suqiao didn't want to think about them. Those from the Song family would be taken care of.

Madam Huang raised her hands high again and presented the ruler to Su Qiao: "Madam, please accept this ruler."

Suqiao then reached out and took out the ruler. The ruler was only three inches wide, two feet long, and only one inch thick. It's not as heavy in your hand as you imagined. But Suqiao knew that what she had received was the rewards and punishments of all the servants in this mansion.

Seeing Su Qiao take the ruler, Madam Huang saluted and stood up: "In this case, I will go and do what I should do." Su Qiao nodded, and Madam Huang withdrew.

Seeing Mrs. Huang walking out, Su Qiao said to the people around her: "Go and invite the eldest master."

No matter how much discord there is now, the entire Song family must be twisted into a rope to survive the current crisis.

Mr. Song came soon. Unlike the previous days, although he was tired but had a kind of excitement, Mr. Song now was extremely tired and very haggard.

Suqiao said directly what she wanted for Madam Huang without exchanging pleasantries. Mr. Song is also a smart man. After hearing this, he said: "What do you mean by my brother and sister?"

"As long as it doesn't spread to the whole city, the title can be kept. Only by keeping the title can the clan have protection." Su Qiao went straight to the point, which made Mr. Song, who was good at beating around the bush, hesitate for a moment. Then Mr. Song said: "This is a good idea for the third brother and sister. , It’s just that people’s hearts are unpredictable and people have many mixed opinions, so it’s inevitable..."

"Why did uncle say such a thing at this time?" Suqiao interrupted Mr. Song and asked, Mr. Song couldn't help but cough lightly, with a bit of confusion on his face: "Yes,

I understand what the third brother and sister mean. Don't worry, there won't be any news about this matter. "

"Thank you, uncle." Su Qiao stood up and saluted. Mr. Song stopped Su Qiao and said, "Why bother? You and I are family."

As soon as she said this, Su Qiao couldn't help but smile. At this time, we can be considered a family, not like before. Although they were brought in, recognized as relatives, and their names were corrected, they were still not a family.

"Thank you, uncle." Su Qiao saluted again. No matter what kind of intrigues there would be in the future, Su Qiao really needed to join forces with Mr. Song to survive the crisis in front of him.

Mr. Song's smile also had a hint of sincerity: "This is the best. Regarding the external matters, brothers and sisters, don't worry, I will definitely take care of them."

After a few more pleasantries, Mr. Song took his leave. Suqiao let out a long breath and looked outside, asking for shelter. In this world, it is more difficult for women to ask for shelter than for men.

The funeral of the Song family was still being arranged, Su Du was checking for clues, and Zhang Qing still changed into a servant to listen to the discussions among the servants, but this time, Zhang Qing did not hear any news about the cause of Song An's death. .

This made Zhang Qing feel strange. Normally, if such a big thing happened in such a family, the servants would have been discussing it excitedly. There was no news like this. It seemed that the Duke's Mansion was different from what Zhang Qing originally thought.

When Zhang Qing told Su Du what he had observed, Su Du just said, "It seems that the new lady did it."

New lady? Zhang Qing thought about it carefully, but he only felt that Suqiao's face was very plain and vague. He couldn't help but shake his head: "That new lady

, it seems that there is no such method at all, I am afraid it is Miss Song. "

"Normally, you are in and out of this market more than I thought." This time it was Su Du who was surprised, and Zhang Qing blushed: "We won't talk about this anymore, since these servants are so concerned about the Duke. The cause of death is kept secret, so I might as well try to find any clues about the two aunts."

Although the two aunts and Mr. Song seemed to have no reason to attack Song An. But after Su Du entered the Ministry of Justice, he often read various files and knew that sometimes, what he saw in front of him may not be the truth, so Su Du nodded: "Then I will look for Master Song again."

The two of them discussed it and went their separate ways. Zhang Qing still dressed up as a housekeeper this time, with a mustache on his lips, a mole on his face, plain clothes, and a picture in his hand. He swaggered towards the corner gate of the Duke's Mansion.

Anyone who saw him would just assume that he was someone from the family delivering the film to express condolences on behalf of the owner. The servants of the Duke's Mansion naturally thought so. They took Zhang Qing's film, asked him about it, and invited him inside.

Zhang Qing followed the boy who led the way for a while and suddenly pressed his stomach: "My stomach hurts. I don't know where there is a toilet?"

The boy frowned, but still pointed in the direction of the toilet. Zhang Qing entered the toilet, but did not squat down. He just made some rustling noises there. The boy waited and waited outside, but when Zhang Qing didn't come out, he couldn't help asking loudly: "Are you okay?"

"It's not healed yet." Zhang Qing pretended to be extremely uncomfortable, and the boy's eyebrows became more and more frowned, but he still wanted to take the person to where he should go, so he said loudly: "But we need to find him."

A doctor? "

"It's just that I've been too cold recently and haven't covered myself with a quilt. It's nothing serious." After Zhang Qing finished speaking, he said to the young man: "Since you have something to do, you should go and do it first. When I'm ready, you can go to the mourning hall." Worship.”

The boy was eager to hear this, so he hurriedly responded and left in a hurry. Zhang Qing listened carefully and heard no sound outside, so he walked out of the toilet, took off his clothes, wore them on the back, and removed the mole. The beard also went away, and he replaced it with a long beard, which looked like Like an old man, he walked inside with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Qing has already seen clearly what the Duke's Mansion looks like these days. He doesn't go into the second gate. He just leans on the big tree next to the second gate, holding a piece of grass in his mouth. He looks like a guard at the second gate. same people.

I waited until noon from morning until I saw a maid walking out of the house. Zhang Qing couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that the maid looked like Aunt Su's side, and quietly followed the maid.

This maid didn't look like she was ordered to go out to do errands. She twisted around and arrived at a corner door. Zhang Qing's eyebrows couldn't help but frown. From this point of view, could this maid really go out to do errands?

Unexpectedly, the maid looked around, then walked through the corner door and walked directly to the garden. garden? Zhang Qing's eyebrows frowned more and more tightly, and he followed the maid even more closely.

The maid entered the garden, and before she had taken a few steps, a young boy came out from behind a flower tree and hugged the maid tightly. The maid took a step back and reached out to hit the young man: "You're going to die, why did you come out like this?"

"Didn't I miss you?" The boy said, his hands becoming unsteady. The maid retreats

Taking a step forward, he tapped the boy on the forehead: "Everyone in this family is observing filial piety. Are you going to be so dishonest?"