The little guy outside the door also saw the tragic situation of the Song family, but they had just entered the Bofu on an errand and didn't know the Song family, so the fear value was not so high, and the two went to find Gu Hengjun, and for a while, the Huanxiang Garden was very lively.

The Fu family and the two heard that their daughter's residence was haunted, and they couldn't sleep, so they rushed to Huanxiangyuan after dressing up.

But when everyone arrived at the Huaxiang Garden, where was there any ghost shadow? I only heard Fu Zhirong crying, her eyes empty and muttering in panic, saying, "I didn't want to kill you! I didn't want to kill you... I didn't expect you to kill yourself! Please don't take me away, I don't dare anymore!"

After a few words, she spit out all her crimes, Gu Hengjun's face sank, looked out of the window, and stretched out his hand to open the window completely.

The moon shadow outside was lonely, and there was no figure of the Song family.

And Gu Xiangyi, who hurriedly returned to He Yinju, looked like a face that was not much different from Song Rongyan, and the pomegranate brought a basin of water to scrub it carefully, and it didn't take long for Gu Xiangyi to return to his own appearance.

The booklet left by his father is really useful, and Gu Xiangyi himself is seven or eight points like the Song family, just need to simply change the outline of his face and individual places, and he really can't tell who is who at a glance.

To be honest, Pomegranate was scared by her girl.

Even if the person you miss and like again, after many years of absence, suddenly appears, and the face that has been completely blurred in the impression suddenly becomes clear, and anyone will be afraid.

"Now the garden is in complete trouble, girl, what do you want to do?" asked Pomegranate.

"What else can I do? sleep. ”

Gu Xiangyi said that he put the quilt on his body, turned his head and fell asleep.

When he saw Fu again the next day, Gu Xiangyi still had a faint smile on his face, while Fu sat on the ground embarrassed with dark eyes, looking like he hadn't slept all night.

When he saw Gu Xiangyi, Fu Shi shouted frantically again: "You get out! I didn't kill you! You can't blame me for your death!"

Their mother and daughter are too similar, like Fu Shi is a little nervous at the moment, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

Gu Hengjun looked at his wife, then at his sixth daughter, and said in a low voice: "Your mother-in-law is not in good spirits, don't scare you." ”

Gu Xiangyi nodded slightly: "My daughter is fine, I don't know what my father wants to do with her?"

To put it bluntly, the Song family's matter is not a big deal, and it is not good for the Gu family to make a big fuss. Therefore, Gu Hengjun wants to suppress this matter, and there should be Mrs. Zhongyi to the outside, but what about this lady internally, it is not known to outsiders.

I heard my daughter confess her guilt last night, and the old couple of the Fu family didn't say anything, and the meaning of the words was to let the son-in-law decide. But Fu's mistake was the least fatal, and Luo Rong also said that Song's death was not tolerated by Fu Zhi, and there was no reason to pay for life with life.

If you really want to fight your life, then the old couple of the Fu family agree, but Gu Hengjun still doesn't agree, isn't that unhappy for the emperor?

So in the end, the Fu family did not die or be beaten, but the housekeeping rights were withdrawn, and the person was confined to the Huanxiang Garden, and the usual monthly rules were distributed as usual, but she could no longer interfere in the affairs of the Gu family.

The innocence of the Song family, which has been framed for many years, can only be regarded as being recovered at this moment.

Her innocence is proven, so Gu Xiangyi's background will not be doubted, and there is no one in the family who calls her a wild seed. It's just a bad thing that the power of the family was taken over by Jiang Niangzi.

This Jiang lady is not as bad as Fu's heart, Gu Xiangyi knows that this house fight has just begun.

She went out and went to the Bi Zhai. At this moment, Xiao Jingyao, who was waiting quietly in Xuanbi Zhai, took Ye Danniang and Mo Yun with them.

Sun Xiaohui and Aunt Zhao served a cup of tea for a few people, and then wiped the counter without saying a word, waiting for the owner to come.

"Yun Ju, you should still use this name. Gu Xiangyi said to Mo Yun: "The cloud dyed with ink is not dirty, it just changes color, in the future, you will still use your previous name, I have a lot of money every day, and it is more than enough for you to nourish your body." And Mother Ye, do you want to go to my aunt's side in the Yonghou Mansion, or do you want to stay here?"

Ye Danniang smiled self-deprecatingly: "The eldest grandmother wants the slave to go back, but the slave is lame, she sees that there is nothing else but to increase her sadness, it is better to stay here to help the girl take care of her business, and she can also help Yun Ju recuperate." Yesterday, the eldest grandmother came to see the slave maid, bought a lot of things for the slave and maid, and asked the girl what to ask. ”

Where to go or where not to go, should not be influenced by others, should be chosen by themselves. If Mother Ye didn't want to go to Heyong Mansion, but Gu Xiangyi should send her there, it would not be a good thing for Mother Ye.

After settling the two of them in the house in the backyard of Juebizhai, when Gu Xiangyi came out again, he saw another acquaintance.

Ji Tang came to buy pen and ink again, and this time he chose for a long time and didn't decide what to buy.

"The barrel of this sheep's hair pen is sandalwood. She said.

Ji Tang was slightly stunned, put down the pen in his hand, and turned his head to look at the pen holder painted with weeping willows placed next to him.

"If Ji Dacai likes it, this tube can be given to you. ”

Looking at the girl he didn't know well, Ji Tang paused and asked, "Does the girl know me?"

"Of course I know, Mr. Ji's only grandson, Ji Dacaizi, has now opened a academy and has a good character, who doesn't know?"

What she said was the truth, but Ji Tang didn't believe it. He laughed at himself: "After my grandfather passed away, few people called me Ji Dacai, and the girl's words made me a little trance for a while." ”

Mr. Ji once supported the entire Ji family alone, the eldest son and the second son passed away one after another, he experienced two white-haired people to black-haired people, his body and spirit became worse and worse, and he devoted himself to the cultivation of his only grandson.

When he was alive, there were a lot of people who came and went to the Ji family, and everyone was very reasonable to Ji Tang, and the word Ji Dacai was often mentioned. But after Mr. Ji's death, the Ji family gradually declined, and no one remembered the former scenery of the Ji family, and they didn't look down on Ji Tang.

Gu Xiangyi smiled: "People are talented, this is something that outsiders can't steal if they want to, Ji Dacai is full of poetry and books, and few people in the whole capital can catch up with you, if you can't afford the word talent, who can afford it?"

Ji Tang also smiled.

His smile was mixed with a little bitterness and unwillingness, relieved of the pen holder in his hand, he said: "I don't care if the word genius is true or not, but the girl's pen holder, I think it is worth a lot of money, I am ashamed of it, and when the academy earns more money in the future, I will come here to buy things." ”

"Wait. Gu Xiangyi stopped him who was leaving: "Ji Dacaizi's academy must need to buy some paper, pen, book, inkstone, and other goods, I want to do a pen deal with Ji Dacaizi, I don't know if you are willing?"

Ji Tang really stopped.

He doesn't have much property left now, and the academy has been losing money, so he needs the support of others too much.

"How is the price stipulated?" Ji Tang asked.

"I still need to think about this thing, but even if this pen holder is a proof of our business, Ji Dacai must accept it. ”