Su Yi called out the head of the secret guard, and bluntly told him that he was going to accompany Song Qingyun to visit the Jiang family, and asked him to protect the little young master well, and if Wei Daqiang dared to plot against him, he would be killed directly.

The implication is that if the prince asks, ask him to answer truthfully. She couldn't guarantee that Madame would contact the Jiang family without authorization, and the prince would not be angry when he found out.

Jiang's house is in the east of Taizhou Mansion, which is sparsely populated, and half of the street belongs to Jiangfu. Similarly, Hongya Academy is built on the middle of the mountain, surrounded by trees that shade the sky and the sun, and the environment is quiet, like a paradise.

After returning from Fumanlou, Mr. Hong Ya climbed up the mountain road, accompanied by his eldest grandson, Jiang Huaidong, who is 30 years old this year, and his youngest son, Qi'er, who is one year older than Doubao.

"Grandfather, you better take a break, my father said that you haven't eaten much at noon, and now the sun is full, be careful of the heat."

"Huaidong, grandfather is happy today, it's not in the way." The old man Hong Ya looked back at his brother who was lying on the little guy and was drowsy, and couldn't help frowning.

"Let his brother come down and go too."

"Yes!" Jiang Huaidong didn't dare to disobey the old man's order, and hurriedly asked the little guy to put his brother down, but his brother, who was sleeping, twisted his body dissatisfiedly, humming and crying.

Mr. Hong Ya's brows furrowed even deeper, and the little maid and the maid hurriedly coaxed him, both for food and for play, and finally coaxed him to his heart, so he reluctantly rubbed his eyes and stood aside to wipe his tears.

"What kind of system is it?" The old man didn't suppress his temper, compared to Doubao's ghost horse elf, his little great-grandson is a little weak.

Jiang Huaidong glared at his brother fiercely in fright, and the child stood up straight with a somewhat modest attitude.

"Alas!" Mr. Hong Ya sighed, after all, children like Doubao are rare in the world, and he can't ask too much of his great-grandson.

At this time, the housekeeper suddenly hurried to the back mountain, and he didn't care about the etiquette of the tutor, let alone being punished by Mr. Hong Ya.

"Master, sir, go back quickly, there are guests at home." The butler ran up sweating profusely and said breathlessly.

"Who's coming?" Mr. Hong Ya glared at him unhappily and asked.

"Yes, it's Mrs. Song."

That's how the woman introduced herself, but when she went out to look for relatives in the morning, the housekeeper followed her from beginning to end, knowing that she was the woman that King Jing liked.

"Who are you talking about?" Mr. Hong Ya's mind flashed Doubao's cute little face, which was "Doubao's mother?" ”

"Yes!" The housekeeper nodded vigorously and added, "And the girl in plain clothes." ”

Mr. Hong Ya hurriedly returned home, and at this time, Song Qingyun had already been greeted by Mrs. Jiang to the inner courtyard.

"I didn't know the identity of Mrs. for the first half of the day, and if I offended Mrs., I would like to forgive Mrs. for forgiveness." After Song Qingyun saluted, he sat on the side dignifiedly, looking at Mrs. Jiang with a smile.

Mrs. Jiang didn't expect her to come to visit, her eyes were red and she didn't know what to say, Jiang Huaidong's wife Wang heard about it, she came over accompanied by the maid, and saw her mother-in-law wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and was surprised for a while and didn't know what to do.

"This is my eldest daughter-in-law, Wang, and now that she has a body, it is inconvenient to salute her wife."

Song Qingyun hurriedly got up and said it didn't matter, the Wang family was even more curious, the mother-in-law rarely had dealings with the ladies of Taizhou Mansion, and the lady in front of her was face-to-face, but the mother-in-law had to salute herself like a distinguished guest, could it be someone sent by the second uncle in the capital?

"The next person has gone to invite the old man back, and I don't know what tea Mrs. likes to drink, there are only Longjing, Tieguanyin and the like at home, I knew that Mrs. was coming, so I asked the next person to prepare some flower tea, this season Taizhou is dry and dry, drink some flower tea can relieve the dry fire."

Mrs. Jiang was so excited that she didn't know what to do, so she simply pushed all the pastries and tea to Qingyun's side, and thought that she might be the future Princess Jing, what kind of tea and snacks had she not eaten? However, he wasted the title of scholarly family, and when he came, he was excitedly confused.

"Madame don't have to bother, I'm also here to sit and leave, tomorrow morning we are going to leave for Shudi, I should have asked him to come over and kowtow to the old man, but he always has something to do, I also came behind his back, please forgive Madame for coming abruptly."

"Oh, ma'am...... Madame was so gracious. ”

Wang was frightened by her mother-in-law's tears, as soon as the dignified and elegant, beautiful and generous lady in front of her spoke, her mother-in-law's tears couldn't stop flowing, she walked up to Mrs. Jiang worriedly, and carefully poured her a cup of tea to stabilize her mood.

Song Qingyun is also embarrassed, good guy, she is comparable to tear gas, Mrs. Jiang is really a sentimental woman, presumably it is the nephew who misses and wants to recognize it day and night before she cries bitterly, if she sees Mr. Hong Ya for a while, she has to organize the language well, what if the old man is too excited and makes a mess?

After Song Qingyun left the Yuelai Inn, someone immediately notified Wei Daqiang.

"What is she doing at the Jiang family?" Wei Daqiang, who was hugging the beauty and talking happily, raised his voice and asked.

"The descendants of the Jiang family said that she went to see Mrs. Jiang, as if she met in a ready-to-wear store half a day ago, and Mrs. Jiang lent her a few taels of silver."

Wei Daqiang smiled disdainfully, waved his hand and called someone out, "Keep staring, find a way to get the stinky girl next to her, and then bring people here, I will meet her in person." ”

"Yes!"

After the man came out, he stood on the street and sighed, last night several of his friends found a few killers in the wild road in order to vent their anger for Wei Daqiang, and wanted to set fire to Song Qingyun and his group.

But after dawn the situation took a turn for the worse, not only did the gang not burn to death, but his friends and killers disappeared without a trace, and in the morning those family members came to the door and begged him to come to Wei Daqiang to ask, but Wei Daqiang perfunctorily said that these people had fled to a safe place to hide in order to take refuge.

It's impossible, one of them is his own brother, these people are attached to Wei Daqiang, doing some criminal deeds of bullying and dominating the market, and they don't settle some things for him on weekdays.

His brother's family has a mother-in-law who is about to give birth, he can't let his wife go and hide alone, something must have happened, Wei Daqiang, as the prefect's son, must know something and don't tell him.

Do you want to die for him now? But if he doesn't do what he says, will his brother come back safely?

The man went to the vicinity of Chengdongjiang's house, but before he could get to him, he was dragged into a dead end.

On the other side, Qingyun waited unhurriedly for Mr. Hong Ya to come back, and soon someone came in and whispered a few words in Mrs. Jiang's ear, Mrs. Jiang stood up and said with a smile, "Madame, doesn't you want to see the flowers I raised?" Please come with me to the flower hall to have a look! ”

Song Qingyun followed her through a long corridor and came to a pavilion full of flowers, there was no one around, and Mrs. Jiang also took the maid ring beside her, and personally removed a pot of flowers, revealing a wooden staircase underneath.

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