When Wang Shu heard this, he looked at everyone in the room, as if he was the only one who felt surprised when he heard this, and even the prince of Anyi looked so indifferent.

Why are there still these things in the tribe?

Mo Zheng's mind was buzzing, and his eyes were full of his mother's loving smile, according to what his father said, his mother and Su Qing were all the way, thinking of this, a stream of hot blood gushed out of his body and rolled in his chest, he gritted his teeth tightly, and was feeling uncomfortable, someone put a cup of tea in front of him.

The face of the prince of An Yi appeared in front of him.

After Grandma Song knew the relationship between Sister Hui and Shi Niangzi, she should have doubted him, and she didn't ask him, she was waiting for the opportunity to give him a chance to explore the truth of the year, so as not to make him confused and resentful of his grandfather and father.

The cold wind swept outside the house, and there seemed to be a little more chill in the house, Mo Zheng brought the tea to his mouth, fortunately, the tea was warm, he came to his senses, only to realize that he had been trembling all the time.

"Grandma Song came here, did she also suspect that there was something wrong with Su Qing?" Mo asked Xu Qinghuan.

Xu Qinghuan pondered for a moment before saying, "We have found some clues, Su Qing may be related to the person we are looking for." ”

Motu then asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"King Jian's party," Xu Qinghuan said, "Although King Jian is dead, there are still remnants of sins that have not been removed, and I suspect that King Jian has already made arrangements in Nuergan." ”

Sure enough, Mo Tuo said in a deep voice: "We checked it right before, it is really someone who deliberately dissociates the relationship between the court and the slaves, although they caught the Zhao family back then, they couldn't dig them all out, they have been waiting for the opportunity." ”

After saying this, Mo Tuo was a little nervous: "Those people shouldn't take advantage of our absence to make trouble in the clan......

Xu Qinghuan shook his head: "They must have a complete plan, and they will not be in a hurry." "Sister Hui said before that she saw many girls at the squire's house, if Su Qing was prepared for Mo Tuo, then what about the rest of the girls? Where are they?

Among the various tribes of Nuergan, there may be people who are willing to be in the company of King Jian's party.

Xu Qinghuan continued: "Master Mo will send someone to talk to Su Qing in a while, and find an excuse to see her again for the time being." ”

Mo Tuo thought about it carefully and guessed Grandma Song's thoughts: "We were in too much of a hurry to catch the Zhao family before, so that we startled the snake, this time people secretly stared at Su Qing, and then followed the vine to touch the melon...... This time it will be impossible for those people to escape. ”

Speaking of this, he had the spirit: "Tomorrow, I will go back to the clan and tell my father the whole matter carefully, and it will depend on whether the slave can be peaceful this time." ”

After everyone finished speaking, Xu Qinghuan stood up: "We will stay in Guangningwei for two days, and then we will go to the Haixi tribe, and ask Master Mo to say hello to the patriarch on our behalf." ”

"Lord Song and Grandma Song are working hard for our slaves," Mo Tuo said, "I will thank you two for the clansmen first. ”

After saying this, Mo Tuo looked at Mo Zheng.

Mo Zheng and Wang Shu also saluted Xu Qinghuan.

"It's better to make it clear if there is something between the family," Xu Qinghuan said and looked at Mo Zheng, "Master Mo is leaving, so it's better to leave Mo Zheng to guide us." ”

Mo Zheng said respectfully: "I am willing to serve Grandma Song." ”

After speaking, Mo Tuo left with Mo Zheng and Wang Shu.

Xu Qingan watched a few people leave, only to see Mo Tuo, Mo Zheng's father and son saying a few words at the door, and Mo Tuo stretched out his hand and patted Mo Zheng's shoulder before leaving.

Mo Zheng suspected his grandfather and resented his father, there was no reason not to be beaten, if it was his butt that had already blossomed, how could he pat his shoulder?

He originally wanted to give Mo Zheng a thick mat later, so as not to make it sad to ride a horse after Mo Zheng was beaten, but now that this gift can't be given, he feels a little uncomfortable.

The father and son must have had other problems.

Xu Qingan blinked, and suddenly felt that he had a heavy responsibility, for the sake of the slave, for the sake of Da Zhou, he had to make all this clear.

Who said that the son of a gentleman is easy, and it is very tiring to inherit the family business, but fortunately, he has a good body and bones and can withstand the toss, this time he can go back to tell his father that his father can really disarm and return to the field, and there is nothing to do with his father here in Northern Xinjiang.

……

Xu Qinghuan returned to the courtyard.

Song Chengxuan has not yet come out of the study.

Meng Lingyun came to pray: "Uncle sent someone to come, let the eldest grandmother rest first, no need to wait for him." ”

Xu Qinghuan asked the housekeeper's mother: "Did the small kitchen send food over?" ”

The housekeeper's mother bowed: "Corn porridge and side dishes, the small kitchen asked if they needed to use the decanting soup, but the slave maid didn't let me arrange it." ”

Even the housekeeper's mother knew that these two were pretending.

Xu Qinghuan pursed his lips and smiled, changed his clothes, freshened up and lay on the bed, listening to Mo Tuo's words today, the doubts in his past life and this life seem to have been solved.

As long as the Jian Wang Party hidden in the tribes is arrested, the slave will be safe and sound.

The Liaodong Dusi can also take the opportunity to sort out the relationship with the various tribes of Nuergan, killing two birds with one stone for them.

Xu Qinghuan closed her eyes, and Mo Zheng's face appeared in her mind again, and gradually Mo Zheng's face suddenly became pale and hideous, and a pair of eyes stared at her deadly.

"Be careful, there are spies." A faint voice mixed with blood spit out of Mo Zheng's mouth.

Mo Zheng stared at him tightly, and the resentment in his eyes gradually turned into expectation.

Xu Qinghuan suddenly opened her eyes, did she think about her previous life again in a half-dream? Did Mo Zheng say such a thing when he came to kill her?

If so, what did Mo Zheng want to tell her?

Xu Qinghuan didn't sleep very well next, and he would wake up again just after falling asleep, and he kept thinking about the whole case in his mind, the Zhao family in Mo blurted out was somewhat similar to Mrs. Li, both of them were virtuous and virtuous, had a good relationship with the female relatives in the clan, and had some status in the husband's family.

is also to cover up his identity and do things for King Jian.

Including Su Qing, these women are all pawns in King Jian's hands.

King Jian is extremely smart and thoughtful, and he can even make calm arrangements for what happens after his death, although Mrs. Li is also smart, she is far from King Jian.

Would King Jian only take a fancy to Mrs. Li among so many women?

"Uncle is back."

Feng Xiao's voice sounded, Xu Qinghuan sat up and was about to get out of bed, but saw that Song Chengxuan had already strode over.

As soon as the tall figure stood still, Xu Qinghuan noticed that Song Chengxuan's sleeves moved, and a small bird came out of it.

The bird's eyes were wide, tilted to the head, as if to look at her.

Xu Qinghuan looked at the joy in her heart and subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the bird immediately flew away from Song Chengxuan's sleeve and landed in her palm.

Xu Qinghuan's eyebrows flew: "Where did the uncle find the finch?" ”

Song Chengxuan said indifferently: "I saw it when I came out of the study." ”

"Really?" Xu Qinghuan stretched out his hand to comb the feathers of the finch, this finch is not afraid of people, it is clear that it has been domesticated, and it must have taken a lot of trouble to buy this kind of bird in such a place.

After playing with the finch for a while, Xu Qinghuan handed it over to Feng Xiao.

"Husband has worked hard," Xu Qinghuan stretched out his hand and hugged Song Chengxuan, "It's been a busy night, while it's still early, you can rest for a while." ”

Xu Qinghuan said to get up.

Song Chengxuan's tone was natural: "You can rest with me!" ”

...... in the morning

Xu Qinghuan was a little hesitant, in case Mrs. Ma came over, she would not lose face in front of the door, but for Song Chengxuan's sake of sending birds, she would accompany him, and she would leave when he fell asleep.

Seeing that Qing Huan didn't struggle anymore, Song Chengxuan was quite satisfied, this husband was finally coming over.

Feng Yan closed the door and instructed the housekeeper's mother: "Uncle Fang Cai said, let you retreat, even if the Madu Governor's Mansion is on fire, don't disturb the uncle." ”

The housekeeper's mother understood that she would immediately take ten steps back.

"Not enough," Feng Xiao pointed to her ear, "ten more steps." "So as not to hear what you shouldn't hear.

As a big girl, she must arrange these things properly.