Having said this, Mrs. Zhao paused for a moment and then said: "Let someone go find out more about Mr. Hou's whereabouts.
Tell Shao Qing about this and ask Shao Qing to be more attentive and arrange for more chance encounters between the master and the Marquis.
When people interact with each other, they get to know each other once and twice. As long as you put your heart into it, there is no one you can't make friends with."
Mr. Zhao was born in a merchant family. He followed Mrs. Huang to various shops since childhood and dealt with people all day long.
In her opinion, there is no one in the world whom you cannot make friends with. It just depends on whether you want to make friends or not.
Seeing Madam Xiao Zhao calm down, Grandma Qin nodded repeatedly and said, "Madam, you are right, as long as you put your heart into it, there is no one you can't make friends with?
I will make arrangements now. By the way, you can also inquire about the preferences of the two young ladies in the Hou Mansion, and then ask the second young lady and the others to follow their preferences."
Mrs. Xiao Zhao nodded and said: "This is also a method. A multi-pronged approach will always break this hard nut.
You hurry up and make arrangements. I will talk to Sister He and Sister Lei later and ask them to interact more with the two young ladies from the Hou Mansion."
After receiving the order, Nanny Qin walked out with a smile.
After making some arrangements, Mrs. Zhao felt much better and said in a loud voice: "Come here."
The maid outside the door came in, and Mrs. Zhao said: "Sister He, please come and see me."
The maid retreated, and Mrs. Zhao sat back on the beauty's bed again, picked up the round fan, and fanned her again and again.
Madam Xiao Zhao did not wait for Ning He to come over, but waited until Nanny Qin turned back in panic, "Madam, it's bad, something big has happened."
Mrs. Xiao Zhao held the fan, straightened her back, and reprimanded with a straight face: "What are you doing in a hurry? How can you be so frizzy even though you are dozens of years old?"
Mrs. Zhao scolded her with a straight face, but could not hide her nervousness in her words. The first thought that came to her mind was that something had happened to Ning Yang.
Nanny Qin lowered her hands and replied tremblingly: "Madam, you must have taught me a lesson. It's the old slave who lost his temper."
Mrs. Zhao calmed down and asked, "What's the matter?"
Although Nanny Qin has calmed down a lot, her body is still trembling: "Just now, just now, there was a letter from Qinglian Lane, saying, uncle, something happened last night."
"Brother Qing?" Mrs. Zhao asked.
Nanny Qin nodded, "Madam, yes!"
Mrs. Zhao stood up, stared at Nanny Qin closely, and asked in a deep voice: "Who handed over the letter? What's wrong with Brother Qing?"
Nanny Qin did not dare to look at Madam Zhao. She knew that Uncle Qing liked Madam the most, and Madam also doted on this nephew.
"Are you deaf? Let me ask you something."
Nanny Qin raised her head and glanced at Mrs. Xiao Zhao. When she met Mrs. Xiao Zhao's sharp gaze, she quickly lowered her head and stammered: "It's Xing'er from the old lady's yard who came to deliver the letter. She said it was... she said it was.
Sir, my uncle was injured last night."
Aunt Qin finished her words with fear and fear, and stood there with her head bowed, not daring to express her anger.
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao felt a thud in her head. She hurt her life. If a man hurts his life, what should he do in the future?
"Where's Xing'er? Let her come to see me."
Nanny Qin hurriedly leaned forward and said, "Xing'er is at the gate of the courtyard. I will call her in right now."
Before Nanny Qin could reach the door, Mrs. Zhao said, "No, let someone prepare the car. I'll go back. If you have any questions, we'll talk to you on the way."
Nanny Qin lowered her hands and said, "Yes, I will make arrangements right now."
Mrs. Zhao raised her voice and said, "Change!"
After hearing this, the maid and woman outside the door hurriedly came in to wait on her.
After dressing up, Mrs. Zhao took Nanny Qin out and met Ning He at the gate of Lingyun Garden.
Ning He looked at his mother who was in a hurry, frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"
Mrs. Xiao Zhao slowed down and said, "I have something to do and I have to go back to Qinglian Lane. You are preparing to go to Mao Shangshu for a banquet."
After the explanation, Mrs. Zhao quickly went to the second door without stopping.
Ning He looked at his mother who was leaving in a hurry, and turned to ask the maid Lu Luo beside her, "Didn't mother just go to Qinglian Lane yesterday? Why do you have to go there again today?"
Luluo shook her head, how could she know about the madam? "I don't know!"
Ning He glared at Lu Luo with dissatisfaction, "I don't know, I don't know, do you want to check it out?"
Seeing that her young lady was angry, Luluo quickly lowered her head and admitted her mistake: "I know I was wrong. I will ask someone to inquire about it now."
Mrs. Zhao returned to Zhao Mansion and asked, "Where is Brother Qing?"
The servant replied: "Go back to my aunt, the uncle is at Lanbaixuan. The old master, the old lady, the master, the second master, the third master and all the ladies are all over there."
Mrs. Huang gave birth to a son and two daughters. The son was Zhao Yongqing's father, Zhao Xinglong. As for the second master and the third master, they were concubines.
Mrs. Zhao nodded and walked towards Lanbaixuan.
As soon as Mrs. Zhao entered Lan Baixuan's courtyard, she heard Mrs. Li's cry and her mother's scolding.
The servants reported quickly, and Mrs. Zhao walked to the corridor. Madam Li was already crying to greet her, "His aunt, what should I do?"
Mrs. Zhao saw Mr. Li with red and swollen eyes and a haggard face.
After not seeing her for a day, Mrs. Li seemed to have aged ten years.
"His aunt, Brother Qing has not yet gotten married, and something like this happens. What should we do in the future?"
When Mrs. Li saw Mrs. Zhao, she felt as if she had seen a savior. She cried and confided in Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao supported Mrs. Li and whispered: "Sister-in-law, let's go into the house first."
Mrs. Li wiped her tears and stepped into the threshold with Mrs. Zhao one behind the other.
Old Mrs. Huang was sitting at the table with a sad face. When she saw Mrs. Zhao entering the room, she wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "Xiaoman, you are back. The sky has fallen in our house. The family is unfortunate. What will Brother Qing do in the future? I
Oh my God!"
Mrs. Zhao came up and sat next to Mrs. Huang, "Mom, don't cry yet. Where are the rich and the rich? Where are they? Let them come and tell you what is going on."
Mrs. Zhao comforted her in a low voice, looked up at Mrs. Li and asked.
Mrs. Li said: "Fugui went to get medicine, and Jingui guarded Brother Qing. Last night, Brother Qing rested in Liu's house in the backyard. At the end of the day, Mrs. Liu screamed in the house, waiting for the servants to enter the house.
, Brother Qing has passed out."
Mrs. Zhao asked: "Where are the Liu people?"
Old Mrs. Huang said: "Lock her up in the firewood shed. This bitch was restless when she was brought in. She kept making trouble with Brother Qing because he cared less about her."
I thought she was just hot-tempered, so I didn't interfere in their affairs, but I didn't know that she was so bold that she dared to hurt my young brother."
Mrs. Huang regretted her mistake and insisted that it was Mr. Liu who did it.
Mrs. Zhao frowned when she heard this. How could a bed warmer have the courage to do something cruel to Brother Qing?
Mrs. Zhao asked: "Has mother interrogated Mrs. Liu? Did she admit it?"
