There was silence in the study for a while.

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and arched his hand: "Second Miss, I should go back to study, you remember to have breakfast." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Squeak......

The door opened.

He walked out and soon disappeared outside at the courtyard gate.

The whole room, silence returned.

Outside the window, the sun was shining, and a bird fell from the roof and stopped on the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, tilting its head and chirping, as if wondering how quiet it was.

The door of the study was gently pushed open.

Qiu'er walked in with the freshly hot porridge, put it on the soft coffee table, stood aside, looked at the weak girl on the couch distressedly, and couldn't help but say, "Miss, what did the eldest lady tell you ......in the morning?"

The girl shook her head slightly, looked at the opposite place, where the young man had sat opposite her, and whispered, "Impossible...... I won't say yes, and my brother-in-law won't say yes...... My brother-in-law is a living person, not a commodity, how can he be casual...... If I agree, it will be an insult to my brother-in-law......"

Then he smiled bitterly and said softly: "Actually, I can see from my brother-in-law's eyes that my brother-in-law only has sympathy and respect for me, and nothing else...... What's more, his brother-in-law is not a thing in the pool, he is wronged here, and he is treated indifferently by his sister, and he is only temporarily dormant...... One day, he will leave here and leave the Qin family, so ...... He's not going to be emotionally ...... anyone here."

After a while.

She suddenly thought of the girl who was standing under the peach blossom tree outside the window just now, and then thought of the subtle expression when her brother-in-law handed her the flowers, and was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Maybe...... There were also accidents. ”

In the reception hall of Qinfu.

Qin Wenzheng was discussing things with the people of the Qin family with a majestic expression.

The doors are closed, and the windows are hidden from all sides.

Everyone in the Qin family spoke very quietly, all of them frowning, their faces full of seriousness.

"There is indeed a problem with the accounts, I have already checked, in the past two days, two Song family spies have been caught on the second and fourth sides, but there must be bigger spies hidden in our mansion, otherwise it is impossible for the Song family to take the lead everywhere this year......"

"The top priority is to find out the biggest spy first. Originally, every time we had a meeting, we would call the stewards of your various provinces and the gentlemen in the account room, and those were all old people who had been with us for many years, but today, except for a few of our brothers, there are no outsiders here......"

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside.

Immediately, the voice of the housekeeper Zhou Tong sounded outside: "Master, the second lady has Zhu'er asking to see you." ”

The sound of talking in the living room suddenly stopped.

"Microink?"

Qin Wenzheng frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Let her in." ”

The door opens.

Zhu'er hurriedly entered the hall, and when she saw that all the masters of the Qin family were there, she was a little nervous, but she didn't dare to hesitate, walked quickly to Qin Wenzheng's side, bowed her head and saluted, Fang came to his side, and whispered the instructions that the second lady had just told her.

Qin Wenzheng's eyes froze, and his face suddenly became a little difficult to look at.

"That's all the young lady explained, sir, the slave and maid have retired."

Zhu'er didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly retreated.

"Big brother, what's wrong? Your face ......"

"Is it Weimo's illness again? Hey, let's take some time to take that girl to the capital to have a look. ”

Qin Wenzheng lowered his head and muttered for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly said in a deep voice: "Second, third, you go out with me." The others stay here, and we go and go back. ”

Everyone looked at each other, puzzled.

The second and third masters of the Qin family immediately got up, and their faces became solemn.

Qin Wenzheng took the two of them and left in a hurry.

Not much.

The three of them entered the hall with an old gentleman with gray hair.

The crowd was even more puzzled.

The door in the hall was closed until noon, and it remained unopened.

Steward Zhou and the guards stood in the corridor outside with solemn expressions, and no one dared to approach.

There is not even a maid who brings tea and water.

The meeting lasted until the evening.

When the door to the hall opened, the old gentleman, who had been in good spirits before, had weakened his legs and needed someone to help him out.

As soon as everyone came out of the hall, a subordinate hurriedly came to report: "Master, last night at the poetry meeting on the Moshui River, a painting boat was burned, and the eldest lady of the Song family and the maids around her were all buried in the sea of fire, and they were nowhere to be found." Song Zhe, the second son of the Song family, was attacked last night in the Xiangyuan alley 100 meters away from the Song Mansion, and was broken in the chest and head, and died tragically on the spot......"

When everyone in the Qin family heard these two news, their faces were full of shock.

And the old gentleman who was supported by Qin Wenzheng, as soon as he heard the second news, his legs suddenly weakened, and he collapsed directly on the ground, and fell unconscious on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wenzheng's face suddenly became even more gloomy: "It seems that the person who connected with him last night should be the precious second son of the Song family." However, who intercepted and killed? ”

Qin Sanye said in a low voice: "Big brother, we only found out about the connection with this old guy last night after today's interrogation, did anyone know about it in advance?" And then wait for that little thing of the Song family on the way back, and suddenly intercept and kill? ”

Qin Siye breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good to die!" If we let that little bastard of the Song family send back all our secrets, even if we adjust it now, it will be too late. I don't know who did us a great favor. If we know, our Qin family will have to thank each other. ”

Qin Wenzheng frowned and thought secretly.

Second Master Qin, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "Big brother, if the incident last night is not handled well, our Qin family may have to suffer heavy losses this time, so the person who intercepted and killed the Song family's kid should not be an outsider." Even if it is an outsider, it is definitely someone who is close to our Qin family, or someone who has received the great favor of our Qin family, ordinary people will not help us like this, after all, that kid is the most precious son of the Song family in Mocheng. ”

"Could it be a robber on the road? Murder? It may have nothing to do with us. ”

"Probably not, how can it be such a coincidence. And I heard that that kid has also practiced martial arts, and he is not a mediocre hand. Also, as you have just heard, the boy died a terrible death, his chest and head were shattered, and the man who killed him was obviously determined to kill him. ”

Second Master Qin suddenly said: "Big brother, Mr. Sun is an old man who has been with you for more than 20 years, and he has been in our family since his father, and he has always been conscientious and loyal. Whoever it is, you shouldn't suspect him, right? And he has always done things without leakage, how could he suddenly reveal a flaw? Just now, Weimo asked the maid to come over...... What was said to you? Could it be that it was found out by micro-ink? ”

Qin Wenzheng frowned, didn't reply, pondered for a moment, and said, "You all go back, you haven't eaten for a day, go back to eat quickly, I'll go to Weimo's place to have a look." ”

Qin Siye smiled: "Big brother, don't you leave a few of our brothers to have a meal?" ”

Qin Wenzheng waved his hand, ignored him, turned to leave, and after walking a few steps, he turned to Steward Zhou who was guarding the door and said, "Mr. Sun just fell ill and died suddenly, go and bury him in the small courtyard where he lives, and after notifying his family tomorrow, he will dig it out and bury him." ”

As soon as these words came out, the old gentleman who was paralyzed and motionless on the ground suddenly trembled, crawled up with a face like dirt, and cried and shouted: "Master spare your life!" My lord spares his life! The minion is wrong, the minion is really wrong......"

"Bang!"

Steward Zhou kicked him in the head and knocked him unconscious.

Then he took people and dragged him to a small garden behind, dug a pit, and buried him directly.

In these days, the death of a slave is like the death of a dog, and no one will care.

What's more, minions are private property and can be disposed of at will.

Qin Wenzheng thought about things all the way, and came to the second daughter who lived in a secluded courtyard, but after standing at the door for a while, he didn't go in, and when he was about to turn around and leave, Zhu'er suddenly saw him in the door and said in surprise: "Master, you are here, why don't you come in?" The young lady is writing in the study, and she hasn't rested yet. ”

Qin Wenzheng hesitated for a moment, but had to walk in again.

Entering the courtyard, looking through the open window, the delicate girl in a plain white dress was sitting quietly in front of the desk writing, her face was slightly pale, and her body was weak and distressing.

Qin Wenzheng entered the house and stood at the door of the study, but did not enter.

Qiu'er was just about to go in to report, he asked in a low voice, "What is Weimo writing?" ”

Qiu'er hesitated for a moment, and Fang replied respectfully, "Miss is writing...... Words written by my uncle. ”

Qin Wenzheng's eyes moved, he was silent for a moment, and said, "That kid...... Do you come over often? ”

Qiu'er shook her head, glanced at the young lady inside, and whispered: "My uncle doesn't come over often, every time I am forced to come by my wife, and sometimes I can't see my aunt." ”

Qin Wenzheng frowned: "That kid has such a big shelf?" ”

Zhu'er, who followed behind, snorted: "Uncle's shelf is very big, and he always ignores my young lady, which is particularly hateful." Sir, you can tell me about your uncle. ”

Qin Wenzheng was stunned, thinking that the kid was indeed a little excessive, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the kid did the right thing.

Brother-in-law and sister-in-law should have kept their distance, shouldn't they?

"I'll look for an opportunity to talk about him."

Qin Wenzheng nodded, and said secretly in his heart: Find a chance to see if that kid is dissatisfied with Pu Jia and whether he has the intention of leaving the Qin Mansion.

"Daddy, you're here."

After Qin Weimo finished writing the song of Yongmei, Fang heard the sound outside, stood up, and wanted to walk over, but his body was weak and he almost fell.

Qiu'er and Zhu'er hurriedly rushed in to help her.

Qin Weimo said softly: "I'm fine." Daddy, you're here now, but what's the matter? ”

Qin Wenzheng looked at her silently, shook his head, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "It's okay, I just came to see you." ”

Qin Weimo smiled slightly, and said softly: "Daddy just put all the credit on Weimo's head." ”

After a pause, he whispered again: "If it is in the future...... Weimo has done something out of the ordinary, or something that damages the reputation of the Qin family, and I hope that my father will ......."

Qin Wenzheng said with a smile: "Do whatever you want, just do it, and if you need Daddy to help you, just say it." What is the reputation of the Qin family, the interests of the Qin family, you know better than them, and my father doesn't take these seriously. As long as you are good, Daddy will be satisfied. ”

Qin Weimo bowed his head slightly, and said softly, "Thank you, Daddy." In fact, Weimo knows that my father has given up his business in the past two years, cut off many interests, and does not fight or grab...... Actually, it's all for our ......."

Qin Wenzheng sighed and looked at her with pity: "Weimo, in fact, in our Qin family, you are smarter than anyone else, if it weren't for your body...... Don't worry, let's go to Kyoto soon, Daddy will find you a good doctor......"

Qin Weimo looked at his gaze and said, "It shouldn't be just me and my father, right?" ”

Qin Wenzheng was silent for a moment and said, "Go." ”

Qin Weimo said in a low voice: "It turns out that Daddy has been planning for a long time...... This Qin Mansion is coveted by so many people, there should be some secret, right? ”

She raised her head again and said, "Daddy doesn't need to tell me, and Weimo doesn't want to know." Weimo just wants to know, everything Daddy said...... Including brother-in-law? ”

Qin Wenzheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't speak.

Qin Weimo looked at him, his voice was weak, but with incomparable stubbornness: "If my brother-in-law doesn't go, then Weimo won't go ......either."

Qin Wenzheng's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end, just said, "You have a good rest and take care of your body." There is less than a month to go, and the New Year is coming, and the eldest princess will come to Mocheng for the New Year, and at that time, it should be very lively. Okay, don't think about it, Daddy is back. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand and turned to leave.

Qin Weimo looked at the empty door and stood quietly in the room for a long time.

Then, Fang slowly turned around and looked at the little poem on the desk.

She was stunned, sat down in front of the desk, raised her plain hand, picked up the pen, and was just about to dip it in ink, when suddenly her chest was stuffy, and she "coughed" and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The words on the rice paper were instantly dyed red.

"Miss!"

Qiu'er and Zhu'er exclaimed, their faces changed, and they cried.

Window.

The sun sets and night falls.

The girl looked up and looked outside.

The plum blossoms leaning under the eaves have survived the cold winter, but finally they can't survive the spring when the flowers are in full bloom, and they have begun to wither......

"I'm useless......"

The girl murmured softly, her pink lips red.

Like the red plum that once bloomed.

Gorgeous in the ice and snow, withered in the flowers.

It's just that I don't know if it will be like the little poem on rice paper that was stained red with blood, "scattered into mud and dust", still ...... The fragrance is the same.

(End of chapter)