When Wang Shu heard this, he looked at everyone in the room. It seemed that he was the only one who was surprised when he heard this. Even the Prince of Anyi looked so indifferent.
Why do these things still happen in the tribe?
Mo Zheng's mind was buzzing, and his eyes were filled with his mother's loving smile. According to what his father said, his mother and Su Qing were from the same family. Thinking of this, a surge of hot blood surged in his chest, and he gritted his teeth.
, just when he was feeling uncomfortable, someone put a cup of tea in front of him.
The face of Prince Anyi appeared in front of him.
Anyi Hou Shizi asked his cousin to follow him here to help him uncover the truth about his mother's death that year. After Grandma Song knew about the relationship between Sister Hui and Lady Shi, she should have had doubts about him. She had not
By asking him, I was waiting for the opportunity to give him a chance to find out the truth of that year, so as to prevent him from being confused and resentful of his grandfather and father.
A cold wind swept outside the house, and there seemed to be a bit more chill in the house. Mo Zheng brought the tea to his mouth. Fortunately, the tea was warm. When he regained consciousness, he realized that he had been shaking just now.
"When Grandma Song came here, did she also suspect that there was something wrong with Su Qing?" Mo Tuo asked Xu Qinghuan.
Xu Qinghuan thought for a moment and then said: "We found some clues. Su Qing may be related to the person we are looking for."
Motuo then asked: "Who are you looking for?"
"King Jian's party," Xu Qinghuan said, "Although King Jian is dead, there are still lingering evil consequences. I suspect that King Jian has already made arrangements for his slave."
Sure enough, Mo Tuo said in a deep voice: "What we investigated before was correct. Someone was really deliberately trying to drive a wedge between the imperial court and Nuergan. Although they caught the Zhao family back then, they failed to dig them all out. They have always been
Waiting for the opportunity."
After saying this, Motuo felt a little uneasy: "Those people won't take advantage of our absence to cause trouble in the clan..."
Xu Qinghuan shook his head: "They must have a complete plan and will not be in a hurry." Sister Hui said before that she saw many girls at the squire's house. If Su Qing prepared it for Motuo, then the remaining girls
Where are the children? Where are they?
Among the various tribes in Nurgan, there may be some who are willing to associate with the Jian King's party.
Xu Qinghuan continued: "Master Mo will send someone to talk to Su Qing later and find an excuse to make it inconvenient to see her again for the time being."
Motuo thought carefully and guessed what Grandma Song was thinking: "We were too hasty to catch Zhao before, so we alerted the snake. This time, we have people watching Su Qing secretly, and then follow the clues... This time we must make it impossible for those people to escape."
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Having said this, he became energetic: "Tomorrow I will go back to the clan and report the whole matter to my father in detail. It depends on whether Nuergan can be in peace this time."
After everyone finished speaking, Xu Qinghuan stood up: "We will stay in Guangningwei for two days, and then go to the Haixi tribe. Please ask Mr. Mo to say hello to the tribe leader on our behalf."
"Master Song and Grandma Song have worked hard for our slaves," Mo Tuo said, "I would like to thank you two on behalf of the clan."
After saying this, Mo Tuo looked at Mo Zheng.
Mo Zheng and Wang Shu also saluted Xu Qinghuan.
"It's better to talk clearly between family members," Xu Qinghuan said and looked at Mo Zheng, "Master Mo is leaving, so why not leave Mo Zheng behind to lead the way for us."
Mo Zheng said respectfully: "I am willing to serve Grandma Song."
After speaking, Mo Tuo left with Mo Zheng and Wang Shu.
Xu Qingan watched several people leave, only to see Motuo, Mo Zheng and his son saying a few words at the door. Motuo reached out and patted Mo Zheng on the shoulder before leaving.
Mo Zheng was suspicious of his grandfather and resentful of his father. There was no reason why he should not be beaten. If his butt had blossomed a long time ago, how could he be patted on the shoulder and let go?
He originally wanted to give Mo Zheng a thick mat later to prevent Mo Zheng from being upset while riding, but now that he could not give the gift, he felt a little uncomfortable.
The father and son must have other problems.
Xu Qingan blinked and suddenly felt that he had a heavy responsibility. For Nuerqian and Dazhou, he had to make everything clear.
Who said that it is easy for a playboy to inherit a family business? Fortunately, he has a good body and can withstand the hardships. This time he can tell his father when he goes back that his father can really be discharged and return to his fields. There will be nothing wrong with him in northern Xinjiang without his father.
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Xu Qinghuan returned to the yard.
Song Chengxuan hasn't come out of the study yet.
Meng Lingyun came to report: "The uncle has sent someone to come and tell the grandmother to rest first. There is no need to wait for him."
Xu Qinghuan asked the mother in charge: "Have you sent meals to the kitchen?"
The mother in charge nodded: "I asked about corn porridge and side dishes in the small kitchen if I wanted sobering soup, but I didn't let you arrange it."
Even the mother in charge knew that these two people were pretending.
Xu Qinghuan pursed his lips and smiled, changed his clothes, washed himself and lay down on the bed. After listening to Mo Tuo's words today, all the doubts about his past and present life seemed to be solved.
As long as the Jian Wang gang hiding among the tribes is captured, Nuergan will be safe and sound.
Liaodong Dusi can also take the opportunity to sort out the relationship with the various tribes of Nurgan, which kills two birds with one stone for them.
Xu Qinghuan closed his eyes, and Mo Zheng's face appeared in his mind again. Gradually, Mo Zheng's face suddenly became pale and ferocious, and his eyes stared at her.
"Be careful, there is a spy." A vague voice mixed with blood came out of Mo Zheng's mouth.
Mo Zheng stared at him closely, the resentment in his eyes gradually turning into expectation.
Xu Qinghuan suddenly opened her eyes. Was she half asleep and remembering the events of her previous life? Did Mo Zheng say such things when he came to kill her?
If this is indeed the case, what does Mo Zheng want to tell her?
Xu Qinghuan didn't sleep very well next. He would wake up just as he fell asleep. He kept thinking about the whole case in his mind. The Zhao family in Mo Tuo's mouth was somewhat similar to Mrs. Li. Both of them were virtuous and virtuous.
The female relatives in the clan have a good relationship and have some status in their husband's family.
He also used his identity as a shield to work for King Jian.
Including Su Qing, these women are all pawns in King Jian's hands.
King Jian was extremely smart and thoughtful, and could make calm arrangements even after his death. Although Mrs. Li was also smart, she was far behind King Jian.
Could King Jian only be interested in Mrs. Li among so many women?
"Uncle is back."
Feng Chu's voice sounded, Xu Qinghuan sat up and was about to get out of bed, but saw Song Chengxuan striding over.
As soon as the tall figure stood still, Xu Qinghuan noticed that Song Chengxuan moved his sleeves, and a small bird came out of it.
The bird's big eyes tilted its head, as if it was studying her.
Seeing the joy in her heart, Xu Qinghuan subconsciously stretched out her hand. The bird immediately flew away from Song Chengxuan's sleeve and landed in her hand.
Xu Qinghuan's eyebrows were flying: "Where did you find the bird?"
Song Chengxuan said calmly: "I saw it when I came out of the study."
"Really?" Xu Qinghuan stretched out his hand to comb the bird's feathers. This bird is not afraid of people and has clearly been domesticated. It must have taken a lot of trouble to buy such a bird in a place like this.
After playing with the bird for a while, Xu Qinghuan handed it to Feng Chu.
"Thank you for your hard work, husband," Xu Qinghuan stretched out his arms and hugged Song Chengxuan, "I have been busy all night, and I can still rest for a while while it is still early."
Xu Qinghuan said and wanted to get up.
Song Chengxuan said in a natural tone: "Please rest with me!"
Early in the morning...
Xu Qinghuan was a little hesitant. If Mrs. Ma came over, she would be embarrassed in front of the door. However, for the sake of Song Chengxuan's gift of birds, she would stay with him and wait until he fell asleep before leaving.
Seeing that Qing Huan no longer struggled, Song Chengxuan was quite satisfied. Hugang had finally come over.
Feng Chu closed the door and told her mother in charge: "I just told you to move away. Even if Governor Ma's mansion is on fire, don't disturb me."
The mother in charge immediately took ten steps back.
"That's not enough," Feng Chu pointed to her ear, "Take another ten steps." In order to avoid hearing what you shouldn't hear.
As a maid, you must arrange these things properly.
