Ninefold Purple

Anshi was shocked.After Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai left, she couldn't help asking Wang Qinghuai: "What did the Marquis of Jining come to see you for? I remember that he was always a handsome young man. Why did he become like this after we haven't seen each other for two years?"

"Don't worry about it." Wang Qinghuai's face was a little ugly. After all, he was a friend of his younger brother, so he couldn't tell his wife that his younger brother brought a friend to borrow money, and it was not for emergency, but He secretly borrowed money behind his family's back in order to partner with someone to make tea. Let alone whether the money can be repaid, even if he succeeds in the business, no one in the Jining Hou Mansion will be grateful to him except Wei Tingyu.He was too lazy to think about these troublesome things, and said, "Why did you come to see me?"

An's told Wang Qinghuai all the news that Mammy had inquired about.

Wang Qinghuai sighed involuntarily, and said, "If Wei Tingyu knew about today, I wonder if he would regret marrying Xiao Dou that day."

An Shi was a little confused.

Wang Qinghuai didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Wei Tingyu married the daughter of the Dou family, but he couldn't even get 5000 taels of silver. One can imagine what kind of life he was living.Fortunately, I didn't agree to borrow money from him in a moment of enthusiasm.

I heard from my younger brother that Wei Tingyu had quietly raised another child outside, and she is already five or six months pregnant. I wonder if Xiao Dou will bring people to make trouble like last time after she finds out... I am afraid that there will be another child in the capital by then. Good show!

Speaking of which, it's a shame that Song Mo has such a brother-in-law!

After thinking about it, he decided to visit the British government himself.

If the guards in the mansion can be released, the owner will have the most face.He should congratulate him both emotionally and rationally.

Dou Zhao of the British government naturally didn't know what happened to Wang's family, she was busy with Chen Xiaofeng and others' release - Cheng Yi had to prepare; she went out from her side, and there were some instructions; they were no longer The guards in the mansion can no longer live in the east courtyard of the British government. It is easy to say that the family members will go to the office, and some of them will be returned to the real estate. They have to arrange reliable people to send them back... The most important thing is her In the past few years, she has become accustomed to being guarded by Chen Xiaofeng and others. When they left, she felt empty in her heart.Knowing that even if there are better and more loyal people who are better than them in the future, they will no longer have the kind of love that they used to live and die together.

She handed over the guards who died in the Xiangshan Bieyuan to Duan Gongyi: "... From now on, as long as it is about these few families, you must sue me immediately, no matter whether it is asking for money or goods or encountering other embarrassments. Don't hide anything from me."

"You put it away." Duan Gongyi's relationship with these people is deeper than that of Dou Zhao, and his expression is full of sighs when he mentions it, "I will send someone to keep an eye on it."

Even if Dou Zhao mentioned something else, he said, "Now that the emperor doesn't care about things and the crown prince is in charge of the country, the mansion won't encounter any embarrassing things. Do you want someone to serve Mrs. Duan?"

Old Duan Gongyi blushed, and said: "I have two maids in my family. They are very quick in doing things, and they are well-behaved and sensible. For the time being, someone will take care of my mother."

Dou Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, and stopped talking further.

But within a few days, good news came from Duan Gongyi.

It turned out that Duan's mother had already taken a fancy to a little maid on Yizhitang's stove, but because Duan Gongyi didn't want to start a family, she kept dragging her on.At this time, Gongyi bowed his head, Duan's mother wanted to take advantage of the fact that these people still have the British government.After finishing the marriage, even talking about the matchmaking and setting the date, it took only five or six days.

Dou Zhao called people in to have a look, and saw that the little maid was white and clean, with a soft taste in her words and deeds, so she rewarded her with 500 taels of silver as a dowry and 20 taels of silver for an extra box, and chose a good one. Days, married Duan Gongyi.

Everyone was very happy, and Song Mo also attended the wedding.

It's just that before the bride came in, he was quietly pulled away.

Dou Zhao remained calm, Chen Xiaofeng and others thought that Song Mo was only planning to show up at the wedding, and didn't care. Duan Gongyi paid his respects, so they surrounded him and went to the in-laws' room to make a fuss.Only then did she have time to quietly ask Wu Yi: "What happened?"

Wu Yi whispered: "The empress has passed away from illness, Your Highness asked the son to enter the palace immediately to discuss this matter!"

Dou Zhao was very anxious.

The king of Liao is still "serving the sick" in Xiyuan, and the queen is gone.

This is only a few days away from Yuming Mountain, how can it not be reminiscent.

What's more, the one who promised the queen to continue to enjoy the status was the crown prince, and the one who guaranteed it was Song Mo. If someone maliciously fueled the flames, the spittle of everyone would drown them both.The most disturbing thing is that there is an emperor on the prince's head. If the emperor's suspicion is aroused, will it affect the prince's position?

Dou Zhao waited until the hour of Hai in the evening when Song Mo came back.

"What's the situation now?" She sat on the kang, waited for Ruotong and the others to serve Song Mo to change clothes and retreated, she asked, "Can you decide when to report the funeral?"

Song Mo sat beside Dou Zhao, and Dou Zhao realized that Song Mo's brows were a little tired.

Dou Zhao pinched his shoulders for him.

Song Mo smiled and said, "I'm fine. You are a person with two bodies, so you shouldn't work hard." Then he held her in his arms and sighed, "The Crown Prince is not a fool. It is in his interest for the queen to live. Hearing the news At that time, he was also stunned, and rushed to the Palace of Compassion with the Crown Princess only to find out that the Empress hanged herself, but the Palace of Compassion had another Empress Dowager. Accompany him to see the emperor. The emperor heard the news of the queen's death. Although there was nothing, he was silent for a long time before waving his highness to back out. When the funeral will be held, and what the specifications are, he didn't mention a word. Listen to your highness, the emperor It must be very sad..."

The originally loving couple turned their eyes towards each other, and it was impossible for anyone to be indifferent to whoever it was.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but also sighed.

"Rest early!" Song Mo patted Dou Zhao's hand reassuringly, and said, "I have to enter the palace tomorrow morning."

Tomorrow, the news of the queen's funeral will definitely not be concealed. How to face the doubts of the ministers and workers, whether it is the crown prince or Song Mo, will still be busy for a while.

Dou Zhao sighed and blew out the lamp.

On the second day, Kyoto really exploded.

It is said that the queen was killed by the prince.It was said that the prince had long wanted to kill the king of Liao, that Song Mo was the prince's accomplice... all kinds of rumors poured in, and there were all kinds of rumors, but no one believed that the emperor died of illness.

The prince was busy going to Xiyuan to explain to the emperor every day, while Song Mo was busy spreading new rumors.

But nothing can compare to the royal secrets. Everyone is more and more interested in the cause of the queen's death. Even the grandmother who doesn't go out has heard about it. She ran to the mansion to ask Dou Zhao if Song Mo would be implicated.

But the emperor didn't say anything, the prince wanted to avoid suspicion.The more he dared not make up his mind, the No. 20 day after the Queen's death, the funeral regulations had not yet been brought out, and Ji Yong was so anxious that he and Song Mo yelled: "Are you capable of commanding Jin Yiwei? Didn't press it? If you can't do it, more people will take over!"

Song Mo troubled him every time he jumped out to criticize someone, but never gave a good suggestion, and sneered, "It's a pity that the commander of the Jinyiwei is a military officer. No matter how well Mr. Ji does it, he can't control the Jinyiwei!" Then he walked away .

Ji Yong looked at his back and pouted contemptuously.

Soon some good people brought this matter to the prince.

Although the crown prince was in a state of desperation, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief after hearing this, and felt much better.

Liaodong seems to think that the situation in Kyoto is not chaotic enough.Sent eight hundred miles to expedite.

The eldest son of King Liao died of illness!

Now the prince can't sit still.

He was so angry that he threw the notebook in front of Song Mo: "Look! Which bastard is this who hurt me! If I find out, I have to skin him!"

Song Mo frowned slightly.But he still calmly said: "Let's find out the cause of the child's death first!"

The crown prince scratched his hair and said, "How did you find out?"

Song Mo said: "Even if you can't find out, there must be a plausible reason."

The prince sat slumped on the big kang inlaid with nanmu.

The Marquis of Changxing asked to see him.

"Let him in!" the prince said sternly.

Because of Concubine Shi, the prince had a good impression of Marquis Changxing.

Changxing Hou Guozi face, crouching silkworm eyebrows, looks upright, giving people a sense of fortitude, loyalty and courage.

He nodded slightly towards Song Mo.Go forward and salute the prince.

Song Mo took the opportunity to retreat.

In the afternoon, I heard that Marquis Changxing had given advice to the prince.Let the prince invite the queen mother to persuade the emperor.In the evening, there was an imperial decree from Xiyuan, that the empress's funeral was in accordance with Emperor Renzong's empress regulations except for the time of filial piety.

Song Mo smiled wryly, and said, "I'm afraid there will be more to this matter."

Dou Zhao was sitting on the kang making a bellyband for the unborn child, and said with a smile, "I thought you were worried about Marquis Changxing!"

"There's nothing to worry about." Song Mo said with a smile, "There are many talented people in the imperial court. Although the British government is close to the royal family, they have their time. Just like last time, the crown prince asked me to accompany him to meet the emperor. She accompanied him to Xiyuan, but did not accompany him to see the emperor, sometimes, getting too close to the emperor may not be a good thing."

Dou Zhao was full of confidence in Song Mo, bit the end of the thread with his teeth with a smile, and nodded with a smile.

A letter came from Tianjin, saying that Gu Yu had lost weight these days.

Song Mo stared at the letter for a long time, and ordered Du Ming to bring him some medicinal materials and the like.

Another letter came from Haozhou, saying that Mrs. Jiang saw that Jiang Boxun didn't even have a decent guard around her, and asked Shi An to follow Jiang Boxun to Liaodong.

As a result, the Jiang family lost a guard who could take charge.

Song Mo sent Zhu Yicheng to Haozhou, and wrote to Xu Qing, asking him to take care of the Jiang family.

After working for a few days, the prince suddenly came to visit quietly.

He was spinning around in Song Mo's study room: "The emperor doesn't believe that this matter has anything to do with the emperor's grandmother. It is revealed that the emperor's grandmother did not want us to have a father and son. The cause of death is on me, and the more the emperor's grandmother explains, the more the emperor doesn't believe it, I really can't wash myself away even if I jumped into the Yellow River!"

The prince scratched his head again in distress—this was a habit he developed when he was a child. Although he was taught it later, he would still make such movements when he was restless and nervous.

Cui Yijun was burning with anxiety, and looked at the prince and Song Mo worriedly.

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Happy New Year to everyone on the first day of the Year of the Horse!