New widow

Master Eleven looked at Master Song and frowned slightly. He was not a fool. Naturally, he could see that Master Song's attitude had changed today, so Master Eleven just smiled and said, "Brother wants me to come back to help. It's the nature of a brother." I should agree. But my eldest brother also knows that after I have been away for so many years, the fields at home have been abandoned, and I cannot collect a few kilograms of rent a year. There is not even a house in this clan, otherwise I would not live in it. Big brother is at home."

"Fields, houses, these are all small things. As long as you are willing to come back, you can do it." Master Song's words made Master Eleven smile: "It's just that although my family has a small population, there are more than a dozen people from top to bottom. As for the people, these dozen or so people are all dependent on their chews..."

"Brother Eleven, there are more than a dozen people in your family from top to bottom?" Mr. Song interrupted Mr. Eleven, with some disbelief in his words. When Mr. Eleven came back this time, the only people he brought back were Mrs. Eleven, and then Mr. Eleven’s two children. There are only two maids, a servant and a butler. Master Shiyi also sighed and said that life outside was difficult. The two children did not even have a wet nurse, and Mrs. Shiyi breastfed them herself.

But now, Master Shiyi opened his mouth and said, there are more than a dozen people in the house. In addition to the four masters, there are also about ten servants. So where are these ten servants?

Master Song's question made Master Eleven stunned for a moment, and then Master Eleven smiled: "Brother, you know that we who do business must have face at all times. I have lived outside for a long time. Naturally, I also learned to speak big words like them so as not to be seen.

Sorry. "

"Really?" Master Song just didn't believe what Master Eleven said. Master Eleven said with a smile: "I know that my eldest brother is a scholar and an official, so naturally he has to hide all those things, but we are doing business People are different. If others don't know how much money you have, how can they be willing to do business with you?"

As he spoke, Master Eleven sighed: "Brother, you don't know. When I first went out as a brother, people asked me if there must be a lot of slaves in the house. How could I dare to tell the truth? I just gave vague answers."

"That's it." Mr. Song looked like he was convinced. Mr. Eleven knew that Mr. Song was not convinced by him, but it didn't matter. As long as he got over it, it was enough.

So Mr. Eleven continued: "With just a few people, we need about ten taels of silver a month. For food and clothing alone, we will spend about two hundred taels a year. If we include entertainment, it will cost 300 taels a year." But it will all be spent. I was still thinking, my sons will always get wives, so why don’t they just eat it all and spend it all? Naturally, I have to squeeze some money out of my teeth and save it. So, brother, you said let us come back and be brothers. They are also powerless."

"This money matter is indeed a big deal." Mr. Song now became more and more disbelieving in what Mr. Eleven said, but he still had to talk to him perfunctorily.

Master Eleven nodded: "I don't know how much trouble has been caused because of the money. Those accounting gentlemen, the elder brother has settled them down."

"It was originally agreed, but Mr. Su from the Punishment Department said that with new evidence, he would be referred to the Punishment Department." The accounting gentlemen entered the Punishment Department, Chi

Everyone would have known about it a long time ago, and Mr. Song did not hide this matter. Master Eleven said: "Brother, do you know what this new evidence is?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Master Song pretended that he didn't know anything: "Master Su said that we, the Song family, are all guilty, so how can I dare to say anything more."

After speaking, Mr. Song deliberately sighed: "Oh, I don't know what's going on."

Master Eleven's expression changed immediately, and then Master Eleven sighed along with Master Song: "At this point, I can only endure it."

Mr. Eleven didn't find out what he wanted to know from Mr. Song, so naturally he only sat there for a while and then left.

When Master Eleven left, Master Song's expression suddenly changed. Could it be that this matter had something to do with Master Eleven. But it shouldn't be. When Song An was alive, he had a good relationship with Master Eleven and took good care of him. If Mr. Eleven wants to live a good life, he only hopes that Song An lives a long life so that he can make some money from it.

Thinking about it, a hint of disdain appeared on Mr. Song's lips. Of the missing 5000 taels, I don't know how much fell into the hands of Mr. Eleven. Even if he only received 500%, it would still be [-] taels, enough for their family to live for a lifetime.

Could it be that he was motivated to kill just for this little money? But according to Mr. Song's understanding of Song An, I'm afraid Song An won't take it seriously. When the time comes, as long as Mr. Eleven goes to cry and beg for it, Song An will not only settle the account with a stroke of a pen, I will even give some more to Mr. Eleven.

Mr. Song thought about it over and over but couldn't figure it out, and he didn't expect that Mr. Eleven

The one he was eyeing was the title of Duke of England.

Master Eleven left the house and walked out. When the housekeeper saw Master Eleven walking out, he hurriedly followed him: "Where are you going, Master?"

"Go find that person and ask him if he did a clean job that day?" Mr. Eleven now suspected that the boy was not dead and had been rescued, but there was no evidence, so he had to ask that person.

The butler should have left in a hurry. Master Eleven looked at the butler's back and clenched his hands into fists. After planning for so many years, Master Eleven would not allow himself to fail. Moreover, in recent years, Master Eleven has inevitably done some other dirty things for the sake of this title, and all of these can only be covered up after gaining power.

"The two brothers, Master Song, were locked there talking for a long time. Master Eleven looked bad when they came out, and his housekeeper also hurried out." Zhang Qing's words made Su Du just say "oh", and Zhang Qing couldn't help but turn around. He came to Su Du and said, "Why did you just say "oh"?"

"Because you won't say these irrelevant words to me, tell me, what else did you hear?" Su Du moved the paper on the table to the other side so that Zhang Qing could speak.

Zhang Qing lay on the chair: "It's naturally not my turn to follow such a thing. I found someone to follow. In the end, guess who he went to?"

"The person who pushed the boy into the river." Su Du said lightly, and Zhang Qing couldn't help but exclaimed: "Baixing, you, you have to guess for a long time before finally guessing it."

"I'm not your wife, so I don't need to please you." Su Du's words made Zhang Qing sigh: "When it comes to my wife, neither of us should talk about the other."

"I'm different from you,

My mother is trying to match-match me again. "When Zhang Qing heard this, he glared at Su Du: "It's like my mother can't play matchmaker for me. "