The Tingzhu Courtyard, which had been silent for more than ten years, became lively again in a short period of time, and several people came in and out every day to find Miss San. In the past, because the location was in the most remote part of the house, it took a lot of time to walk to the main hall, and there was nothing that no one would want to walk around the Tingzhu Courtyard.

These things in the mansion really made General Su angry, and with an order, the two grandchildren were grounded, and the eldest lady and the second lady wanted to hand over part of the power of the family to Li Qinse.

Li Qinse followed Su Mian around the barracks every day, and the power of this housekeeper naturally fell to Su Xiangsi's head.

No matter how unwilling the other two ladies are, they can't show it, they can only be regarded as guilty of the Tingzhuyuan family, after all, the biggest power in this mansion is still General Su.

Listening to the rising tide of the bamboo courtyard, the housekeeper was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground, and after the handover of power, many things in the house needed to pass through the hands of this third young lady. Listening to the bamboo courtyard is far away, I can't say that I have suffered a few times a day.

The eldest lord Su Xuan has been taking care of the shop under the name of General Su's mansion for half his life, and the core account books and expenses in the mansion can only be seen by him and General Su.

After Su Xiangsi got up early in the morning and had breakfast, there were three thick books sent by the housekeeper, all of which were familiar to Su Xiangsi before he could familiarize himself with the entire general's mansion.

There is a big difference between the management of Tingzhu Yuan and the management of a Su General's Mansion, with a population of hundreds of people.

To the housekeeper's surprise, the third lady got started to take care of it quickly and accurately.

Liu Wu was followed by five maids, all carrying delicate food boxes in their hands, standing outside with rules, Ying Ying bowed to Su Xiangsi, and then opened the lid of the food box in her hand.

"Miss, everything is ready."

Su Xiangsi put down the thin child in his hand, got up and looked at the food box, and nodded with satisfaction: "Send it all." ”

Liu Fu has a lot of right to speak in the Listening Bamboo Courtyard, and she is the most trusted maid of the third lady, and her temperament is different from that of ordinary people: "The pastries in your hands should not be mixed up by mistake, this is the first copy of the Splendid Building." If you say the wrong thing, don't blame me for being merciless. ”

"Yes—" The maids curtched and carefully carried their food boxes out of the house.

General Su and Mrs. Su each had to send one to the big house and the second place, and they didn't forget the two young masters who had been grounded in the ancestral hall.

The style of the third lady is to be full of favors and not leave gossip for others.

When Zhao and Song received the food box delivered, they were so angry that they almost drove people out of the yard. This is to slap them in the face again, and to step on them when they lose power.

How do people outside make fun of them, they don't need to inquire to know what they said, they don't have a comfortable life, and naturally they won't let the third room have a smooth life. Soon Su Mingjin will be canonized as a general, but their son has not yet made any merits, and General Su is really biased.

Mrs. Su heard that Su Xiangsi spent a lot of time to make people line up to buy pastries, which are said to be carefully made by the chef with medicinal food, which can quickly nourish the body and refresh the body.

There was a joy in her heart, this third granddaughter came to serve her every day without saying anything, and she didn't play clever enough to step on her brothers and sisters in front of her, and she won her heart more and more.

And General Su, on his side, nodded casually and motioned to put down the food box. After the maid left the study, he skillfully took out a letter from the compartment.

After the Lord Shangshu of the household department went to Dali Temple to talk with his son, his mental state was even more depressed. The son who has come to this field is still dead, he knows that there is no hope, and in order to keep the last trace of the reputation of the mansion, he has to make the final choice.

Wang Maohong is in the cage of Dali Temple, and he is no longer flustered but calmer. He has been on the line of King Yu for more than two years, and he knows King Yu's ambitions, and it is a big deal to ...... The fish died and the net broke.

In the end, their affairs were mistakenly hit by others, or someone betrayed by King Yu's side.

Moreover, it was impossible for King Yu to let him go.

The sound of chains clashing and the sound of the door opening were particularly abrupt in the gloomy cell, where there was only one Wang Maohong in a total of five cells.

He was unmoved when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Almost everyone in the palace came, just to persuade him to spare his life.

What if you save your life? Sending him to the frontier would cost him his life.

"Are they going to torture you?"

Wang Maohong turned to the eyes of King Shangyu and shook his head calmly, but he couldn't hide the excitement and trembling in his words: "I haven't been interrogated yet, and I'm not sure what I'm going to do." ”

King Yu took off the black cloth mask, and waited for a few days for the guards to relax a little before coming over to stabilize Wang Maohong: "Su Mian hasn't done it yet, which means that we still have a chance, in order to be foolproof, we have to suffer a little more from the flesh and skin." ”

After waiting for a few days, it was finally not in vain, and he nodded firmly: "I believe that King Yu will keep his promise, and I can withstand some minor punishments." ”

King Yu's eyes flashed with cruelty, and death threatened him. As soon as the mind in his heart changed, he hurriedly left Dali Temple after comforting him with a few words.

At night, every house closed its door, and the streets were silent, and King Yu, dressed in black, walked around the dilapidated streets and alleys on tiptoe.

Inside, discarded bamboo baskets and a few rags were piled up in the corners. King Yu put his hands behind his back and faced the alley, and when he got closer, he could feel the ruthlessness emanating from him.

After a few breaths, a young man dressed in white also appeared at the mouth of the alley, holding a high-grade ink-colored sword in his hand.

King Yu's hands clenched the dagger in the wide sleeves of his coat, and he felt someone following him before entering the Dali Temple, and he felt even more after he came out.

"His Royal Highness King Yu has deep internal strength, and he admires it." The man in white clasped his fists and saluted, but his voice was hoarse and harsh like the voice of an old man over eighty.

I ruled out all possible people in my mind, and I didn't remember when I had this person involved, and I could accurately recognize who he was.

"Your Excellency has recognized the wrong person." With his current identity, he didn't reveal too much at any time, and when he turned around and wanted to perform light skills, he was stopped by the man in white lightly.

The man in white didn't say much, and the internal force shook, and the sword broke away from the scabbard and slashed through King Yu's neck along the internal force.

King Yu was shocked back a few steps by the strong internal force, and his heart was horrified. This person is still young, and he actually has the same deep internal strength as him. In the past, the only one who could make a few moves with him was Mu Jinchen.

The man in white followed the trend, the sword flew in his hand, and the tricky swordsmanship made King Yu take care of himself. Although his martial arts are profound, he rarely wanders in the rivers and lakes, and has little actual combat experience. The killing intent that came to him frightened him, who had such a great hatred for him.

The move was fatal, and King Yu had to show his dagger to take the move. The man in white calmly waved the sword in his hand, and saw that King Yu could barely make a move, and he had no power to resist.

The corners of his mouth went up, and he smiled in defiance.

King Yu gambled on his chest in one breath, just went out to visit the prison, was followed inexplicably, beaten inexplicably, and ridiculed inexplicably.

When it comes to ten percent of the internal force, the dagger and the sword collide with each other and make a crisp sound, and the sound is magnified ten times in the lonely night.

The man in white raised the sword in his hand and easily blocked the dagger, and flew close to King Yu's side to take the opportunity to stab him in the waist. King Yu reacts very quickly, but the deserted alley is extremely narrow and inconvenient to show his skills.

Kankan retreated, but a cut was still drawn on his waist, blood gushed out, and the smell of blood immediately jumped into his nose.

The man in white was satisfied, and said calmly: "I didn't expect you to stop after so many years. Dropping such a sentence, he lightly jumped out of this bloody alley.

King Yu's face turned blue, and he leaned his back against the moss-covered wall, covering his wounds, which were still full of blood.

Blowing two known screams, waiting for almost a cup of tea, almost fainted due to excessive blood loss.

At this time, the secret guard hurried to the other end, and when he saw that King Yu had been killed, he knelt down and pleaded guilty: "The escort is late, and the master forgives the sin." ”

King Yu no longer blamed him when he saw that the clothes on his arms were tattered and shapeless, and that the wounds were bleeding. Now I have to go back to the house and make plans, and in a quarter of an hour the patrol will pass by.

The man in white walked into a family briskly, and Nanzhi got up and bowed: "Shizi, everything is fine." ”