He kept saying that he wanted to reconcile with Song Linlang before, that wasn't angry talk, it was true. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he has had enough of the trembling that was pressed on his head by the Song family, and he is fed up with the days when he wants to see Song Linlang's face when he favors a concubine. Coupled with the fact that Song Linlang couldn't have children and gave birth to a disaster star, he felt even more righteous in his heart.

But now that Song Linlang is dead, he understands that he must not reconcile.

If you want to reconcile and leave, you have to hand over those Song Linlang's dowries, which also means handing over Mama Wang, Mama Zheng and others. For so many years, Mama Wang and Mama Zheng have been longing for him to die, and she will definitely hold on to the arsenic when the time comes......

After thinking about it, he endured his anger, endured the great shame in his heart, and still respectfully saluted Mrs. Song and Master Song San, suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "Although the son-in-law has some quarrels with Linlang, it really doesn't get to the point of separating and divorce his wife...... If Linlang were alive, she would not agree with her mother-in-law and uncle......"

Mrs. Song laughed angrily, feeling that it was the first time she had met such a shameless person in her life for most of her life, and her brain, which had just been unable to turn because of Song Linlang's death, was now turning, she thought about it and asked him: "Didn't you get to the point of separation?" So what's going on with this letter? What did the witch doctor say about this, and what did he say about the fact that Zi was a disaster? You are so mad that you want to take your daughter to your concubine, you told me that Linlang has not yet reconciled with you?! ”

Xiang Yunzhang wanted to say more, but Mrs. Song was already impatient to quibble with him: "Okay! Needless to say, this letter is written by Linlang himself, if you don't recognize it, then we might as well go to the yamen to fight this lawsuit of harmony. ”

Who would dare to file a lawsuit with the Song family?! Wouldn't a lawsuit let the world know that he had already made a fuss with the Song family no longer stiff?

Xiang Yunzhang couldn't resist the ruthlessness of Old Lady Song, sighed and decided to retreat: "My mother-in-law came from afar, and I have worked hard along the way, so it's better to rest first...... Mama Wang, Mama Zheng, and others, I will send it to you in the evening. ”

Seeing that Mrs. Song didn't immediately refute it, he had some confidence in his heart, and said, "You haven't seen Mingzi yet...... It's better to go to the residence to rest and rest first, and then even Mingzi will meet together. ”

Old Lady Song raised her hand to stop his words, her eyes were still fixed on him, and she was silent for a while before nodding: "You're right, now I'm dazzled, and I can't hold it without resting." ”

Seeing Xiang Yunzhang's joy, she pulled the corners of her mouth coldly: "But there is no need to live, since you have decided to make peace." What are the rules for me to live in the back office of you, the prefect? We have a house in the city, and we have someone to take care of it on weekdays. Since this matter is to be discussed, don't delay, I will send someone to pick up someone later, and Xiang Adult can take care of someone for me. ”

Song Chuyi helped Mrs. Song into the carriage, and Mrs. Song closed her eyes and fell on the pillow tiredly, and after a while, she sat up straight again.

Song Chuyi took the tea poured by the jade book and handed it over, watched Mrs. Song drink it, and said softly: "Grandmother, you still have to think of a way." Otherwise, by the end of the evening, I am afraid that I will no longer be able to find anyone to serve my aunt. ”

Mrs. Song understood what she meant, Xiang Yunzhang's attitude was very different from usual, he had always been arrogant and refused to bow his head, he actually asked for peace, if there was nothing strange in the middle, the ghost would believe it.

Song Chuyi reminded her: "I don't think my aunt's death is necessarily simple......"

Old Mrs. Song's eyes widened, her body was tense as if it would break off at any time, and her face was solemn like never before: "What do you say?" ”

She was immersed in grief, just looking at her daughter for the last time, crying almost confused her brain, plus Song Linlang's health has always been very poor, Yunshang even said that she was afraid that she would not live long, so she did not suspect going elsewhere, now that Song Chuyi said this, she suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body----- if Song Linlang's death was not simple, it means that she did not die of illness, what would it be?!

"We all know that my aunt's health is poor, and she may not be able to survive for long......" Song Chuyi hesitated for a while, and then continued with the previous words: "But Lord Xiang, he has to take one more step to clear out all the people around his aunt, and he didn't even release his cousin...... The most important thing is that when I saw my uncle hearing that we were asking for someone, he seemed to be very weak-hearted. ”

The old lady Song understood what Song Chuyi meant, and endured to the house, she didn't have time to get off the carriage and called the third master to come to her: "Brother Ci, you go to inquire and ask, which doctor did Linlang invite before she died." ”

The third old man looked at Mrs. Song in shock, and didn't react for a while, and after reacting, his heart was full of anger and disbelief, and it took a long time to answer that he was going to arrange someone.

Xiang raised her eyebrows and sat at the table with breakfast---- she has always been thrifty, and what was on the table was only the same porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, the same porridge with barley, and two plates of side dishes. At this moment, she pushed these things, the wrinkles on her face were wrinkled together, adding a little meanness, and turned her head to ask the dejected Xiang Yunzhang: "What do you say?" ”

Xiang Yunzhang's voice was a little weak, he glanced at his anxious mother, hung his head and repeated: "It is said that in front of the first person in the Great Zhou Dynasty to give the dead and leave, let my son and I prepare a variety of dowries, and she will also count the dowry ......"

Old lady Xiang was laughed at angrily: "She really thinks that her daughter is inlaid with gold and silver, and people may not like a dead person to stay in her own house." She even said so, why didn't you let the woman in the coffin take them away?! is going to be reconciled and separated, and is still lying in our house, isn't it adding bad luck to our own family?! ”

"Oops!" Xiang Yunzhang was a little anxious: "It's useless for you to say something!" So, why didn't they eat me alive on the spot? They said that if I don't hand back the people who served around Linlang, I will go to the yamen to fight a lawsuit. Sue me for embezzlement of people's dowry...... I'm a parent official, if I really went to the yamen because of this, I won't be able to live?! ”

Xiang glared at the old lady with a straight face: "If you had listened to me at the beginning, where would there be so many things!" Now you know the difficulties of other people's power and money, right? ”

Seeing Xiang Yunzhang drooping his head, she couldn't bear it, stretched out her hand and poked a finger on his forehead, and scolded: "You are also an official, are you a fool?!" Now that Song Linlang is dead, if she wants to leave, then she will leave. But Xiang Mingzi is not surnamed Song, and if he leaves, this Xiang Mingzi has to return to our family! ”

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