Imperial pet forensic mad concubine

Chapter 138 Planning the Opening of Yihonglou

Hearing this, Mrs. Qiao's complexion changed, and she quickly said, "Your Majesty, no."

Concubine Qiao Shu looked back at Mrs. Qiao in surprise: "Sister-in-law, don't you want to take revenge on Ning'er?"

Mrs. Qiao wiped the tears off her face with her hand: "Although I wish I could cut that bitch Tong Ange into pieces and avenge Ning'er, I can't ignore the Qiao family. Your brother asked me to... "

Mrs. Qiao told Concubine Qiao Shu everything that happened last night in detail. The more she listened, Concubine Qiao Shu's face became more serious.

She has been in the palace for many years, so she naturally understands the emperor's temperament. If such a thing is not seen with her own eyes, the emperor will believe it, or if it is heard in the ears of the emperor, the emperor will only believe that it is a rumor.

Moreover, the puppet dug out from Tong Ange's yard wiped out all the suspicions on Tong Ange, and she has also become a victim at this moment. It is simply impossible for the emperor to deal with Tong Ange.

"Your Majesty, you must think of a way to avenge Ning'er." Mrs. Qiao said, her tears were like beads with a broken thread, and she couldn't stop it.

Concubine Qiao Shu's face was a little dark, she glanced at Mrs. Qiao who was crying and heartbroken, and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, let me think of a way to deal with this matter, you go back and tell brother and father, I will never stand by and let Tong Ange that The slut is free from justice, dare to touch my Qiao family members, I will make Tong Ange's life worse than death!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Qiao nodded, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Princess Jinyang wants to accept Tong Ange as a righteous daughter, so she must find a way to tell the emperor about Tong Ange's true colors. Let the emperor not agree to this matter, otherwise, I am afraid that in the future, that little bitch Tong Ange will become Princess Jinyang's adoptive daughter, and will more and more ride on the head of our Tong family!"

Hearing this, Concubine Qiao Shu's face became vicious: "She wants to fly on a branch and become a phoenix, dreaming!"

"Concubine Mother, that little bitch Tong Ange is very difficult to deal with. The last time Yong'an was at Aunt Jinyang's place, it was because of her that she was reprimanded by Auntie." Princess Yong'an came in from the outside and said immediately when she heard the conversation between Mrs. Qiao and Concubine Qiao Shu .

Concubine Qiao Shu's gaze flickered: "I still don't believe that her little Tong Ange can cover the sky with one hand and control the world?" Concubine Qiao Shu looked at Mrs. Qiao and said, "Sister-in-law go back first, so I can prepare for Ning'er's future." The matter, I will go to see His Majesty right now, and beg Your Majesty to accompany me back to the Qiao Mansion, and let Your Majesty see the tragic situation of Ning'er's death with his own eyes. Her sin will definitely not allow her to have the opportunity to become Princess Jinyang's adoptive daughter!"

"Yes, empress, don't worry, the concubine will go back immediately." Hearing these words, Madam Qiao wiped away her tears, and immediately left the palace in response.

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After such a turmoil, Tong Yuming felt that his heart was exhausted. He didn't even see Qiao Yangshuo when he came to Qiao's house. The other party left him coldly, and he didn't want to receive him at all mean.

After going on like this for several days, Tong Yuming's face became a little uneasy, and he sulked in the study.

Anyway, he is also a third-rank official of the court, if counted, then Qiao Yangshuo is only in the same rank as him, so how could he not feel resentful for hitting Tong Yuming in the face so many times?

Indeed, he was responsible for Qiao Xinning's accident in Tong's house, but after all, it was not their Tong's family who killed him. With Qiao Yangshuo like this, Tong Yuming was already 1 dissatisfied.

When this matter reached Tong Ange's ears, she pursed her lips, Liang Zi from the Tong family and the Qiao family took over, it was just right, she wanted to cut off the big tree behind Qiao's family bit by bit broken.

"Miss, Master Wang sent someone to deliver a letter to Miss."

Just as he was thinking, Mo Ran came in from the outside, holding a letter.

"Let me take a look." Tong Ange took it, opened it, and saw what was written on it, his face gradually became serious, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Looking at Tong Ange's face, Mo Ran couldn't help asking: "Miss, what happened?"

Tong Ange narrowed his eyes, put away the letterhead in his hand, and said, "Master Wang said that Huichun's case can only be treated as a suicide."

"Ah?" Mo Ran was startled, and subconsciously said: "But Huichun, she is obviously..."

"The murderer has not been found for such a long time, and there is no clue. If you want to close the case, you can only treat it as suicide. What's more, the doors and windows were closed from the inside at that time, and the deceased had no other fatal injuries. Therefore, the case can only be closed as suicide. It's gone." Speaking of this, Tong Ange's eyes flickered, who on earth can pretend so well, and she hasn't found any clues for such a long time.

Thinking of this, a light flashed in Tong Ange's eyes. If this person can't be found, it will be a disaster after all.

Mo Ran looked at Tong Ange's face, hesitated, and asked aloud: "Miss, otherwise, let's go and find His Highness King Su, and see if His Highness can help..."

"No, this matter is not urgent, check it out slowly, now I have something important to go out of the house." After speaking, Tong Ange stood up, went to the inner room and changed into a set of men's clothes: "Stay in the mansion , if there is anything urgent, please go to Yihonglou and let me know." After speaking, Tong Ange lifted his feet and walked outside.

Today is the opening day of Yihonglou, Tong Ange, as an important planner, will naturally be there.

Moreover, she pointed to Yihonglou, a cash cow, to make money. She couldn't give up her plan to make a fortune just because of these unscrupulous young people in the mansion!

Furthermore, a place like Yihonglou is the most suitable place to inquire about news. By the way, she cultivated a group of her own forces in Yihonglou, which will definitely be of great use in the future.

When Tong Ange arrived at the Yihong Building, Aunt Hong was receiving guests at the door. When she saw Tong Ange in men's clothing, she was taken aback for a moment before reacting, and hurriedly greeted her happily: "My Tong...Mr. Tong, you are here. "

Tong Ange glanced at the grand occasion full of guests in Yihonglou, raised his eyebrows and joked: "I didn't come here to give money to Yihonglou, Honggu, don't welcome the wrong person."

Honggu glared at Tong Ange coquettishly: "I don't dare to take money from you, as long as you help Yihonglou come up with new tricks in the future, this girl from Yihonglou, you can take it from me."

"You are really planning to make a steady profit without losing money." Tong Ange laughed, and looked away from the guests who were coming and going at the door: "It's almost time, Hong Gu hasten to entertain the guests."

"Young master is a distinguished guest of Yihong Building today, so you have to entertain him first, right?" Aunt Hong smiled and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Tong, please."

Tong Ange pursed her lips and smiled, then walked towards the inside, followed by Aunt Hong.

Today's Yihong Building is not only full of seats, it is almost overcrowded, Honggu asked someone to add a lot of seats, and the seats are full at the moment.

Tong Ange looked down from the window of the private room on the second floor. The entire lobby of Yihong Building almost had no room to set foot. There were people from all walks of life. They all hold a portrait of a beautiful woman in different shapes.

Seeing this, Tong Ange curled his lips slightly, and stretched out his hand to open the album of beauties on the table in front of him. Although there was no photography technology in this ancient time, the painters invited by Honggu are really not good at painting the girl in Yihonglou. Every painting is very vivid, some are otherworldly, some are sweet and pleasant, some are charming and enchanting, each stroke is full of charm, as if it is a real person standing in front of you.

A few days ago, Tong Ange ordered Aunt Hong to invite a group of painters with extraordinary craftsmen to paint portraits for every girl in Yihonglou. The portraits are divided into three grades. Portraits are small albums of beauties that are presented as gifts in teahouses and restaurants; third-class portraits are specially made for guests who have spent more than 500 taels of silver in Yihonglou. In the past, because of the limited quantity and the beautiful portraits of all the girls in Yihonglou, the exquisite picture album became very popular in the upper class circle, and some people even paid a high price to buy the picture album. However, there is a price but no market.

So before Yihonglou announced its reopening, people were full of expectations for the girls in Yihonglou. After all, men, who doesn't like freshness?

Moreover, such an idea as Tong Ange's is definitely the first among these flower houses in the capital city of Qi. In addition, Honggu offers a preferential condition that all drinks will be halved three days before the opening. No, it hasn't arrived yet. When the girls came on stage to perform, the entire Yihong Building was already overcrowded.

Now there is still some distance before the official opening, Tong Ange is sitting in the private room, eating peanut beans leisurely, looking at the guests outside.

She came today not only to appreciate the singing and dancing, but also to witness the grand occasion of Yihonglou. Tong Ange knew in her heart that the loss of the Qiao family's daughter could not be easily forgotten. The calmer the situation now, the greater the storm is coming.

Tong Ange was thinking, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice from outside: "Please, third son."

She stood up, went to the door and opened it a crack, and saw Tong Boyan respectfully opening the door of the private room for the man in brocade clothes in front of the door of Chunfeng Pavilion next door.

The man in brocade clothes, although Tong Ange looked at him face to face, there are not many people in the capital who can make Tong Boyan so respectful. Tong Boyan called him the third son. If Tong Ange's guess is correct, this third son must be Concubine Qiao Shu's adopted son. valley.

A few days ago, Tong Boyan failed to come back from other places to see his cousin Qiao Xinning for the last time. I'm afraid he is planning how to avenge Qiao Xinning at this moment.

(End of this chapter)