"It's a pity that the silver is like a flower of flowing water, but people have not been rescued. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info," Chunqing said for Xu Youchang.

Xu Youchang looked at Chunqing in a daze, sadness flashed in his eyes, and said: "Yes, the old men of the criminal department picked up the silver and didn't blink their eyes, but the silver was divided and didn't show its head, my mother sold everything but couldn't even see my father's face, and fell ill in a fit of anger. ”

Chunqing only felt that the tip of her nose was sour, and her throat was swollen and uncomfortable.

And Song Hui in the middle of the room was thinking about the officials who intervened in the case one by one.

The case decided more than ten years ago, the transfer of the outside, the death of the deceased, and now only the one in Kyoto remains, including his second uncle.

"At that time, I was only four years old." The impact of the past is like a storm crashing on the shore, even if Xu Youchang wants to deliberately avoid it, he can't be unmoved.

Four years old!

In modern times, four-year-old children are innocent, and the biggest pain every day is to get up in the morning to go to a kindergarten with a great environment.

Even if it is precocious in ancient times, a four-year-old child can't be precocious enough to support himself, "then you ......"

Chunqing wanted to say how did you grow up, but Xu Youchang interrupted her before she finished speaking, and as soon as the words changed, Xu Youchang suppressed the sadness in her eyes, changed to her usual faint smile, and said: "This means that my mother also died at the hands of your mansion." ”

Chunqing's eyelids jumped suddenly, and while feeling sorry for Xu Youchang, Chunqing's first reaction was that this product was here to seek revenge.

His martial arts are so high, and at this time, there are only himself and Song Hui in the house, although I don't know which of Song Hui's martial arts is higher or lower than him, but with his own burden, Song Hui will definitely be at a disadvantage.

In case he wants to fight to the death, God, Mingzhitang should not be destroyed by him.

Chunqing's eyelids jumped again when she was shocked by the results of her own speculation.

I'm just dead?

If I die in this world, will I actually travel back to modern times, and will the baby in my belly go with me?

Chunqing is called melancholy, in modern society, she has just graduated from college, and she has a seven-month-old belly without a boyfriend, so she has to hold her parents hand in hand angrily.

But if the baby doesn't wear it back with her, she is really reluctant, and she will definitely go crazy when the time comes.

When Chunqing's mind was opened, his expression was extraordinarily calm and relaxed.

Xu Youchang looked at Chunqing's face unchanged and calm, and he appreciated and respected her more and more in his heart.

Mrs. Shizi is really good city, I said this, she can be so quietly stable.

didn't see the wonderful expression on Chunqing's face, although Xu Youchang was a little disappointed, it was fleeting, anyway, the purpose of his trip was not here.

"Madame, do you think it's a bit alarmist?" Xu Youchang sneered, drank all the warm tea in the teacup, and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Chunqing, who was opening his mind infinitely, immediately stopped his thoughts and looked at Xu Youchang, what, is he going to do it? He wants to tell me with practice that he is not alarmist?

Chunqing took a breath of despair, even if I die, I want to die better, and I will never struggle hideously.

Mother's nature, Chunqing covered her stomach with both hands, and said to Xu Youchang: "Is it just to say this when the son comes to my house?"

Xu Youchang was immediately stunned by Chunqing's words, and sighed in his heart, what a powerful woman.

"It's abrupt, it's just to finish the whole story, this is an essential part, and the words in the back Xu are simple, simple." Xu Youchang said apologetically.

Now it's time for Chunqing to be confused, what's the situation!

A perverted prelude before killing?

But before Chunqing had time to think wildly and open his mind, Xu Youchang started his story again.

"A month ago, when my father's verdict came down, my father asked the guards in the prison to give me something." Xu Youchang said as he took out a milky white transparent jade pendant from his waist.

Putting the jade pendant on the table at hand seemingly casually, Xu Youchang said: "This jade pendant is an object that my father never leaves. ”

Chunqing suddenly wondered, a prisoner who had been locked up in the prison for more than ten years did not lose the jade pendant he was carrying, and he was sent out before he died.

Aren't those guards the most fond of looting the treasures that prisoners carry with them, why did they miss this jade pendant, and it will be leaked for more than ten years.

Xu Youchang didn't seem to see through Chunqing's thoughts, and took out a stack of square paper from his waist.

It was originally a good Luoyang paper, but it was messed up with dirt, and its original color could not be seen.

Xu Youchang did not unfold the paper, but gently placed it on the table next to the jade pendant.

"This paper was taken out of the jade pendant." Xu Youchang glanced at the jade pendant with burning eyes, "The words on the paper should have been written by my father biting his fingers." ”

A blood book, Chunqing was shocked when she heard this.

"The content on paper is clear, and my father told me in some detail how he ended up in prison."

"How?" Knowing that Song Hui's father and mother would be involved next, Chunqing blurted out, and as soon as the words came out, she realized how urgent she was saying.

Xu Youchang did not have any fluctuations because of the urgency shown by Chunqing, he still maintained his original appearance, and did not even look at Chunqing more because of this, "More than ten years ago, it was the second master of your mansion who sent my father to prison, and the servant of the Criminal Department at that time. ”

In fact, at the beginning, when Xu Youchang mentioned that his father's imprisonment was caused by the Zhenguo Mansion, Chunqing had a faint guess.

It's not that she is definitely the second master of Song, but compared with the three brothers, the third master of Song is gentle and elegant, and the fourth master of Song and the scenery of Jiyue are not like bad people.

If Second Master Song knew that Chunqing had chosen him by this elimination method, it was estimated that a mouthful of old blood would come up and be angry to death.

So as soon as Xu Youchang's words came out, Chunqing was not too shocked.

As for Song Hui in the inner room, although he was not shocked, his face became more and more gloomy because his previous speculations were confirmed one by one.

Mrs. Shizi didn't react too much to her words, and Xu Youchang didn't care, and continued: "As soon as my father was arrested, he was sent directly to the prison, and at that time, he didn't even have a decent charge, and he was not registered. Speaking of this, Xu Youchang squeezed the hand holding the fan hard, and the fan bone in his hand was torn apart.

This time, Chunqing changed color slightly, what kind of place is the prison, and the people who are locked up there are not ordinary prisoners.

Second Master Song selfishly stuffed people there, and it turned out to be more than ten years.

No wonder the second uncle was busy retrying the old case of the Ministry of Officials a few days ago, it turned out to be for this.

If it weren't for the reconstruction of the prison, he was afraid of revealing clues, how could the second uncle care about the person who was imprisoned by him more than ten years ago.

Song Hui said that for this reason, the emperor praised him for his diligence, which is really a big joke in the world!