Deyou Street, Nanluo Lane, Song House

"Come on, come on, Mom and Dad just came back, hurry up and eat it while it's hot!"

After Song Siyuan went back, she was busy for most of the day, and finally made enough soup in the evening, and the Song family gathered in the main hall of the front yard and became warm.

Song Siyuan looked at the lack of a person in the position, and casually teased:

"Today is relatively even, and Song Siwei usually doesn't come back."

Before the words fell, a quiet voice immediately sounded:

"No big or small, Song Siwei's name, can you call it!"

After finishing speaking, Song Siwei took Song Qingyang into the main hall, although he was questioning, there was no anger on his face.

Song Siyuan picked up a dish, shook it left and right, and said:

"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Song has come to the house."

"Okay, there is no official position at home, you can sit down."

Song Zhencheng nodded, and the servant brought another stool to make room for the two of them.

"Siwei, the martial artist who beat people, have you finished your investigation?"

Foreign Minister Song looked at Song Siwei when he was picking up vegetables, and he was in this position, and he still understood the most basic human feelings, and his implication was to send people back.

Song Siwei chewed the rice slowly and nodded:

"I asked the security guards to send them back early in the afternoon, and I don't know about Miss Jin's attitude to see the old king's attitude."

Gu Shunyi took a sip of soup, picked up the handroll and wiped the corners of her mouth, and said slowly:

"Then this is a ghost, she usually doesn't bother to go to the market, the new drama didn't even move the one in the Forbidden Palace, how could she make such an ugly scene with the teahouse, if it wasn't for the teahouse to offend her, probably someone was arching the fire behind her back."

After speaking, she paused and turned to Song Siwei:

"Boss, go and find out who she is in contact with behind her back, such a little girl, you can't let others teach her badly, deliberately provoke the contradiction between the old and the new, how bad this person is."

"Got it."

After Mrs. Song finished speaking, Song Siyuan and Yue Guanchao unconsciously shrank their necks, although Mrs. Song did not name them, there was already a sense of blame in her words, because if they didn't send any new folds, the teahouse would not suffer from this disaster at all.

At this meal, they ate uncomfortably, and as soon as the banquet was withdrawn, Song Siyuan immediately slipped away with them as if fleeing.

At night, candles are lit

Song Qingyang paced slowly in front of the gate of the Song Mansion, and saw a black shadow flash to the alley, and immediately greeted him.

"But Zhu Yunyou, Fifth Master Zhu?"

As soon as the black cloak was lifted, Zhu Yunyou's indifferent face was revealed from the cloak.

"Let's go, they're waiting for you."

Without the permission of the Song family, it is impossible for anyone to escape into the Song house.

Zhu Ye followed Song Qingyang all the way and came to the glass flower house in the back garden, which was full of precious flowers and plants raised by Song Zhencheng, and vines and shrubs covered the sky and the sun, which was also a good place to hide.

At this time, Song Siyuan and the Yue brothers were all there, plus Song Qingyang and Zhu Yunyou, just filled the sandalwood table in the flower room, and several people glanced at each other, their eyes flashing in the dim light!

"Master Zhu, I asked you to check the news, did you smell the wind?"

On the way to the teahouse, Yue Guanchao knew that it was not easy to make trouble in the teahouse, he had already asked Zhu Ye's people to pay attention to the golden jade flag that went out from the teahouse, and now that Zhu Yunyou was coming, he must ask to understand.

Zhu Yunyou's eyes were bright, and he nodded at everyone and took out a painting:

"Yue Xiaoyou, after the accident of Jin Yuqi, there was indeed a person who went to the Shunjun Palace, and I heard the brother of the beggar gang say that this person's name is Tang Gelin, and he is a character on the Fengyue field in Fengtian, do you know him?"

Yue Guanchao took the drawing paper and browsed carefully, and the moment he saw this traced image, he seemed to see the Tang Dianrong in the past.

I ...... It's hard to know that Tang Dianrong still has a son outside, which also means that Tang Dianrong still has a family in Fengtian!

Yue Guanchao thought carefully about the information of the witch coffin town that was destroyed, and it was probably deliberately done by Tang Dianrong's family.

Song Siyuan saw that his eyes were different, so she snatched the tracing painting and looked at it, and her eyes became more and more curious:

"Fengtian Fengyue Field actually has this person, if our guess is correct, Tang Gelin should be Tang Dianrong's widow, probably he instigated the Golden Jade Banner to make trouble behind his back, but this move is too stupid."

"Yes, if Tang Gelin just wants to disgust the teahouse, then his purpose has been achieved, but if he really wants to take revenge on you, isn't it a bit too naïve to play at this level!"

Song Qingyang's words made everyone nod their heads and acquiesce, Yue Guanchao thought to himself, maybe there was a more far-sighted military advisor behind Tang Dianrong who was making suggestions.

The teahouse drama is probably just the beginning.

Song Siyuan exhaled a long breath and looked at everyone:

"Although it's a little disgusting, we still have gains, at least we have found the black hand behind Tang Dianrong's news, as long as we know these people, we are not so passive, take the initiative to investigate and take strict precautions, how to say that it is enough to protect ourselves, these days I asked the security officers to inspect the teahouse diligently, and the Song Mansion should also patrol more."

"I'm already doing these things."

Song Qingyang's words gave them a reassurance, and it depends on how those flies and dogs in the shadows will make moves in the future!