Linglong

Chapter 12

Qiao's heart is pure and she does not doubt him, "Eldest sister, since you are back, you should stay longer, father must be looking forward to that too."

Qiao Sirou smiled, "Don't worry, I'm here for a long time this time."

"It's so good." Qiao was quite relieved to hear that the eldest sister said that she could live for a long time.

Qiao Sirou married far away, and hasn't been back to her mother's house for more than ten years, so she finally came back and wanted to stay longer, this is human nature, Qiao Shi didn't think much about it.

Linglong sat on the side obediently, but noticed that there was a hint of bitterness and reluctance in Qiao Sirou's smile.This is a little strange. After being away from home for many years, finally reunited with my father and sister, shouldn't I be happy and happy?
Linglong asked innocently: "Auntie, uncle is a general, right? He must be very majestic. Speaking of which, I haven't seen a general yet."

Starting from the old man in the Yu family, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren are all gentle and refined, which is quite different from generals like Song Yong.

Qiao's expression was affectionate, "That's right, Long'er has never met the general. Sister, brother-in-law is busy, why didn't he come back with you?"

Qiao Sirou thought for a moment, then sighed, "He can't come back, something happened in Beijing. Alas, if I don't talk about it, there should be news in a while."

Both Qiao Shi and Linglong looked at her curiously.

Qiao Sirou frowned and said: "The old man is getting old, I was afraid of shocking him, so I didn't dare to mention it to him. There was a disturbance in Beijing, His Majesty the Emperor was assassinated when he went to the outskirts to worship heaven, although in the end all the rebels were executed, but how did His Majesty suffer? Surprised..."

"It's such a big deal." Qiao Shi and Linglong were both surprised when they heard this.

Assassinating the emperor is the most rebellious and daring act.

Qiao Sirou saw the surprise of her sister and niece, but it was expected, and asked: "Little sister, Long'er, have you heard of Chen Wangyu's party?"

Linglong couldn't help being stunned.

Why, that Detective Cheng who came to blackmail him was not just talking nonsense. There really is still King Chen's remnant party in this world?

Linglong had told Qiao Shi about the matter of policeman Cheng's quick visit.However, no matter whether it is Linglong or Qiao's, they all regard Chen Wang's remnants, the missing queen, treasure maps, etc. as jokes.In fact, it's not just the two of them who think so. When Master Yu heard about it, didn't he think he had heard about it?It can be seen that he didn't take this seriously.Seeing the elder sister asking this question, Mrs. Qiao nodded, "I've heard of it. The police came to the door a while ago, and they wanted to search the Jinshizhai of my old man. He said that the queen of King Chen is missing, and there is no treasure map. Listen It sounds like a lie."

Qiao Sirou snorted annoyedly, "It's been more than 30 years, and the king of Chen has long been executed. I don't know what kind of trouble these remnants are still making. They assassinated His Majesty, but the generals suffered."

"What's the matter? Is uncle safe?" Linglong asked hurriedly.

Qiao Sirou smiled wryly, "He's fine. His elder brother was injured."

Song Yong and Song Li, Marquis of Heqing, escorted them out of the city.Song Yong belonged to the Beijing camp, the rear of the palace, far away from the emperor. Song Li was the commander of the Jinwu Guard, and the Jinwu Guard he led was the closest to the emperor, and it suffered the heaviest casualties this time.Dozens of people in the Jinwu Guard were killed and hundreds were injured. Even Song Li was stabbed by the assassin with a poisoned waist knife and fell into a coma for a while.

Qiao listened to the Buddha and said, "Amitabha, it is a sin to kill so many people." Linglong felt that something was wrong.This matter has become such a big issue, the imperial court will definitely use severe means to wipe out Chen Wang's remnant party.I don't know how many civilians will be affected by this so-called suppression.Local prominent families like the Yu family and Cheng Bukuai came to blackmail them, let alone ordinary people with no foundation.

"In short, the common people suffer." Linglong felt pity.

"How is Changqing's uncle now?" Qiao asked with concern.

Qiao Sirou's face darkened, and he frowned and said: "My life is saved, but my body is not as good as before. The assassin is very insidious, not only is his sword heavy, but the sword is also poisonous. Although he was rescued in time and his life was picked up, but If he wants to be as lively as before, I'm afraid he won't be able to."

Qiao looked at the eldest sister with sympathy, not knowing how to comfort her.

The Song family is all supported by Marquis He Qing. If he does this, the future of the Song family is in jeopardy.Of course, Marquis Heqing was injured only when he was escorted by a hero, so the emperor must have paid for it.But the pension is only temporary, and in the long run, it is not optimistic.

However, Linglong felt that Song Changqing and Song Changchun brothers were both full of heroism, which showed that Qiao Sirou was not usually coddled and disciplined very strictly.Such Qiao Sirou, why should he be worried because of He Qinghou's body damage?Her son is the closest person to her, and she can rely on her more than the Heqinghou Mansion.

There should be some other reason for the gloomy look in Qiao Sirou's eyes.

Qiao's family called the Bannan Opera, and after the luncheon, Qiao Sirou and Qiao's sisters went to listen to the opera.Linglong had never been interested in opera, so she told Qiao, and brought Xuanyu and Xuanzhu to Qiao's garden for a walk.

Linglong still pays great attention to health preservation. After lunch, she can walk as many steps as she can, and won't sit idle.

Under the pine tree ahead, is the lonely figure of a young man.In this winter, his tall and straight figure was somewhat lonely.

Linglong signaled Xuanyu and Xuanzhu to stop, walked slowly to his side by herself, and said with a smile: "Second cousin, are you here to enjoy the scenery?"

Song Changchun turned around and saw that it was Linglong. His brows that were originally tightly locked relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face, "Little cousin, don't you like to listen to operas too? Uncle, elder brother, and two cousins ​​went to the opera with grandfather." I don't like the excitement, so I went out for a walk."

Linglong nodded, "Yes, I don't like to listen to operas either."

Song Changchun was originally in a lonely mood, but the cute little cousin stood beside him, but he felt much better.

It's nice to have a sister.

Linglong admired the pine tree in front of her, and said casually: "My family has always been very friendly, but my second brother has a weird temper, but whenever he meets my aunt, he always runs away and avoids it."

Song Changchun's body shook, and he looked at Linglong in disbelief.

Linglong smiled, "My uncle is the most approachable, and my aunt is also very virtuous and decent, but no one in this world can replace parents, not even the closest people."

Song Changchun stared at Linglong for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, "But my uncle's heir will be the future Heqinghou, and he will own the entire Heqinghou's mansion."

The Marquis of Heqing has the merit of escorting him. If he wrote a letter asking his heir to inherit the title, the emperor would not reject it.

Linglong opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Compared with the position of a Marquis, how much more important is it compared with one's own parents?"

Do you want to call your uncle your father just because your uncle can inherit the Marquis Mansion?

Song Changchun shook his head in distress, "It's not what you think. Little cousin, I just... don't want to see my mother sad, and don't want people she hates to crush our mother and son..."

Linglong smiled Wen Wen, "You and your eldest cousin are promising, who in the Song family can overwhelm your aunt? Only the worthless children need to rely on Marquis He Qing, and the promising ones, I'm afraid he will turn to befriend you."

Song Changchun looked at the crystal-clear face in front of him, his heart warmed up, and he said with a smile: "Changlin was raised by my grandmother since childhood, and she is the most favored by my grandmother. Don't be afraid of my little cousin's jokes. This time my uncle is physically damaged. , no longer looking forward to having a biological son, and after wanting to adopt, my grandmother decided on Changlin. My aunt liked me very much, but she also liked Changlin, so I was a little bit heartbroken. However, hearing my little cousin say so Unraveling, now it is suddenly clear."

He was originally a handsome young man with a bright smile, very sunny.

Linglong smiled happily.

While laughing, he told Song Changchun, "Second cousin, think about it, you are the biological son of my aunt, but Song Changlin's biological mother has passed away. If you were Mrs. He Qinghou, would you rather have an heir like you, or would you like to have an heir like you?" Song Changlin like this?"

Song's parents had no children, and the second room had three sons, besides Song Changqing and Song Changchun, who were born to Qiao Sirou, and Song Changlin, the son of Yan Yunqing.Yan Yunqing had already passed away, and from the standpoint of Mrs. He Qinghou, of course she wanted this heir who lost his mother to be filial to her wholeheartedly.

Song Changchun smiled, "As soon as my little cousin said it, it is true."

His smile is very bright.

On the way back to Qiao's house, Linglong boasted triumphantly to Mrs. Qiao, "...Mum, did I do something good?" Mrs. Qiao was very happy, and said in one voice: "Good deed, good deed! We Long'er did a very good deed. Very good thing!"

This clever Long'er, she can deduce the family affairs of the Heqinghou Mansion from her aunt's words and deeds and her cousin's loneliness, and she can forgive her cousin with kind words, what a good boy!

Linglong boasted to her mother, but after returning home, she showed off to her father and brother, "...Am I very proud?" Uncle Yu and his son both gave her a thumbs up, "Miss Yu Linglong, you are too smart! People, beautiful and intelligent!"

Linglong was very proud.

She took the opportunity to make a request, "Daddy, let me go to your study room tomorrow to find a book to relieve boredom, okay?"

Uncle Yu had a doting smile on his face, "Very good."

"It's a deal!" Linglong smiled at Mimi.

The next day Linglong went to Uncle Yu's study, lingering among the bookshelves, seeing that she was just browsing casually, so he let her do the same.

Tong'er came in and reported, "There is a visitor." Handed over the greeting card.Uncle Yu opened the post and read it, pondered for a moment, "Please."

Linglong poked her head out and smiled, "Father, I'll stay inside, don't come out, keep quiet, okay?" Uncle Yu smiled, "As long as you don't get bored." You are not allowed inside when Dad has guests. Don't you feel restrained if you don't make a sound when you speak?
Seeing her father's permission, Linglong thanked her with a smile, turned around and sat down on the thick carpet, took a small essay, and read it with relish.

Uncle Yu and the guests greeted each other outside.

"My servant works three times in Wang's house, and Mr. Yu calls me Wang Sanlang." The young man's clear voice came to his ears, and Linglong couldn't help being startled.This voice is beautiful and special, like warm and transparent jade, like a crystal clear stream, and like a clear and deep sky, with a strong sense of penetration.Not only that, his voice seemed to have a strange metallic luster. Listening to him, Linglong inexplicably thought of a precious sword with a cold air and a blade like frost and snow. watch intently.

Who is it?Linglong slowly moved over curiously, and looked out through the gap between the bookshelves.

(End of this chapter)