Dou Zhao's face gradually turned pale when he heard this.

Chen Qushui smiled bitterly.

Cowards who abandoned the city and fled, regardless of the lives of the people! Sinner!

Anyone who knows about his experience will scoff at him, right?

He couldn't help lowering his head and muttered: "Miss, I'm old, my knees will be sore every time it is windy and rainy, I'm afraid I can't serve Miss anymore, and when the rain stops, I'll go back to Zhending......"

There was no sound in the hall, Dou Zhao neither said anything to save him, nor did he let him go down the river, the depressed silence made the sound of the rain outside the house more and more audible, and the hall seemed more quiet.

Chen Qushui raised his head in surprise and saw Dou Zhao sitting there in a daze, his eyes straight.

He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and shouted "Fourth Miss": "You, what's wrong with you?" ”

Dou Zhao was in a trance, and he didn't hear what Chen Qushui said clearly.

She was trying to remember the past.

In the previous life, not long after the accident of the Jiang family, the British duchess died of illness, and while she was still in the filial piety period, Song Mo was driven out of the British mansion and did not know where to go.

None of this she had ever experienced.

Song Mo is one year younger than her.

At that time, she was only thinking about how to marry into the Jining Hou Mansion, and she was indifferent to people and things other than the Jining Hou Mansion. It wasn't until she married into the Marquis of Jining and entered the noble circle in Kyoto that she heard about some things intermittently.

The Dingguo Mansion is based on military merit, and the children are usually thrown into the military camp to experience as soon as they reach the age of fourteen, so there are not a few people who are promoted to become wealthy and have heavy soldiers, but more can die on the battlefield in obscurity. In order to ensure the prosperity of the offspring. The Jiang family has the habit of accepting concubines, and there is no obvious difference between the concubines, they all learn martial arts with their masters and study in the Jiang family. Just look at who has the ability to lead the troops, which is quite criticized by the wealthy families in Kyoto. But that's why it's just that. The Jiang family has many famous generals, and their in-laws are all over the country.

Jiang Meisun is the sixth generation of Dingguo Gong. He had twelve brothers, and only five were adults. In the third year of Yongming, he was ordered to guard Fujian, except for the fifth brother Jiang Baisun who stayed in Kyoto because he was young, the second brother Jiang Zhusun, the third brother Jiang Lansun, and the fourth brother Jiang Songsun all followed him south.

Yongming eight years. Jiang Zhusun died on the battlefield, and the emperor posthumously named him the Marquis of Qinghai.

During Jiang Meisun's 18 years as the commander-in-chief of Fujian, he made outstanding military achievements, almost wiped out the Japanese along the coast, so that the private ships in Fujian and Zhejiang did not dare to go to sea during the day. The big trading houses and rich gentry who sold smuggled goods in the south complained bitterly, and the people who offended them did not know themselves. But he happened to be friendly with several cabinet scholars, no matter how the imperial historians of the Metropolitan Procuratorate impeached him, he could be safe and sound, and the holy favor was undiminished, and gradually, no one touched this mold.

But I don't know why that time, suddenly there was a royal history impeaching Jiang Meisun for killing good and risking merit and raising self-respect, and the emperor not only issued an order to ask for guilt after receiving the excerpt. He also asked Jinyiwei to escort the Jiang brothers to the Dali Temple in Kyoto for interrogation.

What's even more strange is that the brothers Jiang Meisun and Jiang Lansun were tortured to death on the way back to Beijing, Jiang Songsun committed suicide in fear of crime as soon as he was imprisoned in Dali Temple, and the Jiang family was also beheaded after being copied.

It is said that after receiving the holy decree, Mei Shi, the wife of the Jiang family, took advantage of the Jinyi guard to raid the house, and took the daughters of the Jiang family, including a three-year-old and a two-year-old granddaughter. All of them committed suicide by poisoning.

When the vegetable market was asked, there were only men from the Jiang family and no women.

In the following ten years, no one in Fujian was able to resist, and there were repeated incidents of going ashore to slaughter the city.

Every time the people of Kyoto hear such a thing, they will shake their heads and sigh, "If only the prince of Dingguo was still alive."

After the king of Liao ascended the throne, he rehabilitated the Jiang family. Jiang Meisun's portrait entered the Zhongci Temple, and the Dingguo Mansion given to the eldest princess Ningde by the first emperor was also taken back, and the King of Liao specially recruited Song Mo to ask if anyone in the Jiang family survived.

Song Mo replied that the Jiang family had no descendants.

However, there have been rumors in the market that Jiang Meisun's younger brother Jiang Baisun has a posthumous son who is still alive, and when the Jiang family had an accident, he was quietly taken away by the loyal servants of the Jiang family and raised in Qujie Lu Lane.

Xuanning Hou's wife Guo Shi also smiled when she told her about this: "Since it is a full house, the people of Jinyiwei must count the number of people, not to mention Jiang Baisun's son, even if it is a personal servant, there will be no less steward with a head and a face." Those people like to make up these things, making people think that good people must be rewarded......"

Calculating the time, Song Mo was kicked out of the house in the fourteenth year of Chengping.

Pushing further, the English duchess should be in the summer of the fourteenth year of Chengping...... It is also possible that he died in the spring or in the winter of the thirteenth year of Chengping......

The Jiang family should have happened in the thirteenth year of Chengping.

It is now April of the thirteenth year of Chengping......

Dou Zhao jumped up.

In other words, it is possible that Jiang Meisun was ordered to be questioned at this time!

Dou Zhao thought of the baby who was less than 100 days old.

She was sweating profusely and asked Chen Qushui: "Mr. Chen, you said, could it be that something happened to Dingguo Gong?" ”

Chen Qushui was asked by Dou Zhao so that the second monk was confused, and thought, "Probably not, right?" Dingguo Gong seems to be rough, but in fact he is delicate, and everything is in his heart. He is the general of the town guard, and if something happens, there should be news of it. We haven't heard anything about it now, and Dingguo Gong and Zeng Yifen have a very good personal relationship......"

When he said this, he couldn't help but look stiff and looked at Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other and exclaimed in unison: "Now Zeng Yifen is dead......

Yes, now that Zeng Yifen is dead, the cabinet is the time when the old and the new are changing, and several cabinet elders are ignoring themselves, where is there time to pay attention to Jiang Meisun, who is far away in Fujian?

If anyone has a grudge with Jiang Meisun, this is a good opportunity to start.

"Could it be that something really happened to Dingguo Gong?" A fine sweat also broke out on Chen Qushui's forehead, "That, that kid ......"

"Tuogu!" Dou Zhao said, taking a long breath.

Only by Tuo Gu can he act so secretively, and it is possible to let the British prince Song Mo follow the car lightly and personally escort the master all the way.

She tried to calm her mind slowly, and said calmly, "Now we can only pretend that we don't know anything." Then he glanced up at the roof. He muttered, "I hope this rain will stop soon, even if it doesn't stop, and it will rain a little less." ”

They were in a hurry. will leave early.

Chen Qushui's face became very ugly, he looked at Dou Zhao with an unspeakable look, and said softly: "I'm afraid things are not so simple......

Dou Zhao's brows tightened. Listen to him carefully.

"Have you noticed the Tsing Yi scribe standing next to Song Shizi?" Chen Qushui said with difficulty, "His surname is Yan, his name is Yun, his name is Chaoqing, and he was one of the most powerful staff members under the command of Dingguo Gong, and when I left Fujian, I heard that he was favored by Dingguo Gong's sister, the British Duchess. I was going to make a Xixi seat for my son, and I just recognized him, so I guessed that the young man was Song Mo, the prince of the British princess. ”

Dou Zhao understood, and hurriedly said, "Did that person recognize you?" ”

"Back then, Yan Chaoqing was a celebrity in front of Dingguo Gong, and I was just one of Zhang Kai's many aides. But this man was thoughtful and had the ability to never forget, and because of this, he was appointed to take charge of the clerks of the General Military Office. Chen Qushui said frankly, "As soon as I saw him, I hurriedly retreated to the room, I don't know if he saw me...... Song Mo didn't sleep either.

There was no light in the room, and he stood in front of the window with the sash wide open, looking out at the pouring rain with a calm expression.

A gust of wind blew by, and the rain was blown away like a thread. The air was filled with moist moisture.

A thin figure quietly walked out of the darkness, he stopped three feet away from Song Mo, and said respectfully: "Childe, be careful not to get drenched in the rain." Do you want me to close the window? ”

Song Mo ignored him and asked, "Hasn't Mr. Yan come back yet?" ”

The man was about to answer, when he suddenly listened with his ear sideways. Then he showed a smile and said, "Childe, Mr. Yan is here." ”

Song Mo nodded, turned around and sat on the Taishi chair next to him.

Yan Chaoqing and a somewhat honest-looking man walked in soaking wet, and the droplets of water from the corners of their clothes fell on the ground paved with green bricks.

"Childe." The two saluted towards Song Mo, and Song Mo pointed to the Taishi chair beside him and motioned for them to sit down and talk.

Unaffected by the night, the thin figure poured a cup of tea for each of them with his hands and feet, and then retreated silently into the darkness.

Song Mo asked indifferently, "Did you find anything?" ”

Yan Chaoqing and the man who came with him glanced at each other, and couldn't help but show a somewhat bitter smile: "Childe, I'm just afraid that we will be in trouble this time!" ”

Song Mo looked at the two of them with a serene expression.

The man who came with Yan Chaoqing said: "We met a staff member under Zhang Kai. Then he told Jiang Meisun and Zhang Kai about the grievances, "This person's surname is Chen, his name is Bo, his name is Qushui, and his name is Yuechuan." He is familiar with the rules and regulations, good at knowing people and judging people, and his words are sharp, and he has the talent of Zhang Yi, when Zhang Kai sent troops to attack Dubian Fifty Lang, it was this person who came forward to persuade Zhejiang Fuxun An Daoyuan to send troops to help. He now works as a bookkeeper in this family. ”

"Are you sure?" For the first time, Song Mo's face showed a solemn expression.

"Yes!" Yan Chaoqing said with certainty, "Xu Qing took me to lie outside his door for almost half an hour, and he has been very uneasy, and he keeps sending a little maid to inquire if the fourth miss of the Dou family is awake, as if he has something to say to the fourth miss of the Dou family, and he recognizes us when he thinks about it." ”

Song Hei was silent for a long time, and said softly: "There is a guard who has practiced kung fu to the peak, and there is a bookkeeper who has been Zhang Kai's staff, plus more than a dozen extraordinary entourages, this fourth lady of the Dou family is really not simple." Xu Qing," he smiled and instructed the man who came with Yan Chaoqing, "You keep an eye on this house and don't let people go in or out." He said to Yan Chaoqing again, "I'm afraid we will have to stay here for a day tomorrow, Mr. should rest early!" ”

Yan Chaoqing and Xu Qing's expressions tightened.

Their whereabouts have been leaked, and Childe's words are about to kill people.

Xu Qing hesitated: "There are more than twenty of them......

"It's even more cautious." Song Mo was unmoved, and his tone was light.

The two of them said no more, and in unison, they retreated.

Song Mo regarded the night as nothing, calmly walked through the furnishings in the room, and lifted the curtain into the warm pavilion at the back.

There was only a bean-like oil lamp lit in the warm pavilion.

The nurse with soft facial features and clothes bent over beside the baby, and when she heard the movement, she immediately sat up vigilantly, and when she saw that it was Song Mo, she breathed a sigh of relief, and called out softly "Childe", and was about to get up and get out of bed.

Song Mo made a gesture to signal her not to wake up the child, then bent down and gently touched the child's black hair, and said with a smile: "Is the child okay?" "The smile is very gentle, and it is so peaceful and peaceful under the light, which makes people's hearts feel at ease immediately.

The nurse nodded, and her smile bloomed: "The little boy is very obedient, he doesn't cry or make trouble." Speaking of this, she thought of the biological mother of the child who hanged herself in order to keep a secret, and her eyes couldn't help but fill with tears.

"Don't worry," Song Mo comforted her, "We'll be there soon." ”

The nurse nodded vigorously, looking at him with a gaze full of trust.

Song Mo walked out of the warm pavilion with a tall posture.