An was shocked. After Wei Tingyu and Wang Qinghai left, she couldn't help but ask Wang Qinghuai: "What are the Marquis of Jining coming to you for? I remember that he has always been a handsome young man, why haven't he seen him for two years and become like this?"

"Don't worry." Wang Qinghuai's face looked a little bad. He was always his younger brother's friend. He couldn't tell his wife that his younger brother brought his friend to borrow money, and it was not for emergency response, but for the sake of making tea with others and secretly borrowing money from his family. Not to mention whether the money can be paid back. Even if his business is done, the Jining Hou Mansion is afraid that no one except Wei Tingyu would be grateful to him. He was too lazy to think about these troublesome things and said, "What are you doing to me?"

An told Wang Qinghuai all the news that the nanny found.

Wang Qinghuai couldn't help but sigh and said, "If Wei Tingyu knew today, I wonder if he would regret marrying Xiao Dou that day."

An was confused when he heard it.

But Wang Qinghuai didn't want to talk about this anymore.

Wei Tingyu married the daughter of the Dou family, but he couldn't even take out 5,000 taels of silver. It was conceivable what life he was going to live. Fortunately, he was not very nervous and agreed to borrow the silver.

I heard from my younger brother that Wei Tingyu had a small child outside and was already five or six months pregnant. I wonder if Xiao Dou would bring someone to the door to play like last time... Then there might be another good show in Kyoto!

Speaking of which, it is embarrassing that Song Mo has such a brother-in-law!

He thought about it and decided to go to the Duke of England's mansion in person.

The boss is the most respectable if the guards in the mansion can be released. He should express his joy in both emotion and reason.

Dou Zhao of the Duke of England naturally didn't know what happened to the Wang family. She was busy with Chen Xiaofeng and others' release - Cheng Yi was going to prepare; she went out from her side, and some words were given instructions; they were no longer the guards of the mansion and could no longer live in the East Cross Courtyard of the Duke of England. The family members had to follow the people to go to the office, and some had to go back to the real-decided ones, and they had to arrange reliable people to send them back... The most important thing is that she has become accustomed to being guarded by Chen Xiaofeng and others in recent years. When they left, she suddenly felt empty. She knew that even if there were people who were better and more loyal than them in the future, there would be no such kind of love that had lived and died together.

She handed over the guards who died in Xiangshan Villa to Duan Gongyi: "...... In the future, as long as it is the business of these families, you must sue me immediately. No matter whether you want money or something else, you are not allowed to hide it from me."

"You let it go." Duan Gongyi's relationship with these people was deeper than that of Dou Zhao, and his expression was filled with sighs when he raised it, "I will send someone to stare at it."

Even if Dou Zhao had something else to do, he said, "Now the emperor doesn't care about the matter, and the prince will not encounter any difficult things in the mansion. Do you want to find someone to serve Mrs. Duan?"

Duan Gongyi blushed and said, "I have two maids in my family. I do things very quickly and are well-behaved and sensible. There are people who are there to serve my mother for the time being."

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 seen a little maid on the stove in Yizhitang. She kept dragging her back because Duan Gongyi didn't want to get married. At this time, Duan Gongyi lowered her head, and Duan's mother wanted to take advantage of the fact that these people still had the British Duke's Mansion. She even told the matchmaker to make a date, but it took only five or six days to complete it.

Dou Zhao called the man in and took a look. Seeing that the little maid was fair and pure, she spoke and acted with a soft taste. She rewarded her with a dowry of five hundred taels of silver, and gave her a box of twenty taels of silver. She chose a good day to marry Duan Gongyi.

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

But before the bride entered the door, he was quietly pulled away.

Dou Zhao remained silent, Chen Xiaofeng and others thought that Song Mo was only going to show off at the wedding, and they didn't care. Duan Gongyi came to the court and surrounded him to go to the relatives' room for trouble. Only then did she have time to ask Wuyi quietly: "What's wrong?"

Wuyi whispered: "The Empress died of illness. Your Highness asked the Prince to enter the palace immediately to discuss this matter!"

Dou Zhao was very anxious.

The King of Liao is still "serving" in Xiyuan, and the queen is gone first.

How come I have only been away from Yuming Mountain for a few days, so why can't people think of it?

What's more, the person who promised the queen to continue to enjoy the position was the prince, and the person who guaranteed it was Song Mo. If someone was willing to add fuel to the fire, everyone's spitting could flood them. What is most unsettling is that there is an emperor on the head of the prince. If it arouses the emperor's suspicion, I wonder if it will affect the position of the prince?

Dou Zhao waited until the hour of the night before Song Mo came back.

"What's the situation now?" She sat on the kang and waited for Ruotong and some of her serving Song Mo to change clothes and retreat. She asked, "Can we decide when to report the death?"

Song Mo sat next to Dou Zhao, and Dou Zhao realized that there was a little fatigue between Song Mo's eyebrows.

Dou Zhao helped him pinch his shoulders.

Song Mo smiled and said, "I'm fine, you are a two-body person, so you shouldn't work hard." Then he held her in his arms and sighed, "The Prince's Palace is not a fool, and the Queen is alive only for him. When he heard this news, he was also confused. He hurried to Cining Palace with the Cining Palace to find out that the Queen had committed suicide. However, there was also the Queen Mother of Cining Palace, so the Prince could not even ask questions, so he called me and asked me to accompany him to meet the Emperor. The Emperor knew about the Queen's death. Although there was nothing, he waved his hand to let His Highness retreat after a long time of silence. When was the funeral and what kind of specifications, he did not mention a single sentence. Judging from the Emperor's meaning, the Emperor should be very sad..."

The originally loving couple turned their eyes into enemies, and no one could remain indifferent to anyone.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but sigh.

"Let's take a break early!" Song Mo patted Dou Zhao's hand comfortably and said, "I have to enter the palace tomorrow morning."

Tomorrow, the news of the queen's funeral will definitely not be hidden. How to face the doubts of the ministers, whether it is the crown prince or Song Mo, there will be a lot of busyness.

Dou Zhao sighed and blew the light.

The next day, Kyoto was indeed in an uproar.

It is said that the queen was killed by the prince. It is said that the prince had long been murderous towards the Liao King, and it is said that Song Mo was the prince's accomplice... All kinds of rumors came one after another, and there were all things to say, but no one believed that the emperor died of illness.

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

But nothing is comparable to the royal secret Xin. Everyone is becoming more and more interested in the cause of the queen's death. Even the grandmother who didn't go out heard about it, so she ran to the mansion to ask Dou Zhao and Song Mo if she would be implicated.

But the emperor said nothing, and the prince was even more afraid to make any decisions in order to avoid suspicion. On the 21st day after the queen passed away, the rules for the funeral were not yet out. Ji Yong was so anxious that he shouted to Song Mo: "Do you have the ability to command the Jinyiwei? Why hasn't this matter been pressed until today? If you can't do it, there will be more people to take over!"

Song Mo fussed him every time he jumped out and blamed others. He never gave him a good suggestion and sneered: "It's a pity that the commander of the Jinyiwei is a military officer. No matter how good Lord Ji is, he cannot master the Jinyiwei!" Then he left with his sleeves.

Ji Yong looked at his back and curled his lips disgustedly.

Soon a perverted person exposed the incident to the prince.

Although the prince was in a state of great anxiety, he couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, and felt much better.

It seems that the situation in Kyoto is not chaotic enough. It is sent to 800 miles for a hurry.

The eldest son of the Liao king died of illness!

The prince couldn't sit still now.

He was furious and threw the memorial in front of Song Mo: "Look! Which bastard is harmful to me! I have to peel off his skin if I find out!"

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

The prince crawled with his hair and said, "How can I find out this?"

Song Mo said: "Even if you can't find it out, you have to have a reasonable reason."

The prince sat dejectedly on the large kang inlaid with nanmu.

Changxing Hou asked for a meeting.

"Let him come in!" the prince said indifferently.

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

Changxing Hou Guo's face and lying eyebrows, he looks righteous and gives people a sense of firmness and courage.

He nodded slightly to Song Mo and stepped forward to salute the prince.

Song Mo took the opportunity to retreat.

In the afternoon, I heard that Changxing Hou gave the prince a message and asked the prince to invite the queen mother to persuade the emperor. In the evening, there was an imperial edict from Xiyuan. Except for the time of filial piety, everything in the queen's funeral was in accordance with the specifications of Emperor Renzong's empress.

Song Mo smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid this matter will be damaged."

Dou Zhao was sitting on the kang making bellybands for the unborn child. He smiled and said, "I thought you were worried about Changxing Hou!"

"What's there to worry about?" Song Mo smiled, "There are many capable people in the court. Although the British Duke's Mansion is close to the royal family, there are times. Just like last time, the prince asked me to accompany him to meet the emperor. I accompanied him to Xiyuan, but did not accompany him to meet the emperor. Sometimes, getting too close to the emperor may not be a good thing."

Dou Zhao was full of confidence in Song Mo. He smiled and bit the thread with his teeth, and nodded without stopping.

There was a letter from Tianjin saying that Gu Yu has been very thin these days.

Song Mo stared at the letter for a long time and asked Du Ming to bring him some medicinal materials and other things.

Another letter came from Haozhou, saying that Mrs. Jiang saw that there was not even a decent guard beside Jiang Bosun, so she asked Shi An to follow Jiang Bosun to Liaodong.

In this way, the Jiang family lacked a guard who could take charge.

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

After a few days of busyness, the prince suddenly came to visit quietly.

He was circling in Song Mo's study: "The emperor does not believe that this matter is related to the emperor's grandmother. He said that the emperor's grandmother did not want us father and son to have a separation, so he took the cause of the queen's death on himself at the suggestion of Concubine Shi. And the more the emperor explained, the less the emperor didn't believe it. I really couldn't wash it 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 later, he would still do such actions when he was irritable and restless.

Cui Yijun was anxious and looked at the prince and Song Mo with worry.

On the first day of the Year of the Horse, I wish you all a happy new year!

After reading the messages from sisters and brothers~~~~(>_
Chapter completed!