New widow

"Since he is so capable, it is even more important to let him go." Su Qiao said this lightly. Mr. Song took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Third brother and sister, we need to discuss this matter again. "

"There is no need to discuss it. This is what you just said, uncle." After saying this, Suqiao looked at Madam Huang: "Madam Huang, you heard it just now."

"Yes, I heard you clearly and clearly." Since Mrs. Huang knew what Su Qiao wanted to do, she naturally would not refuse.

"You are so unpopular!" Mr. Song blurted out this sentence, and Su Qiao spread his hands: "What do you mean by being unpopular? It was your idea, and I just followed your idea."

"You, you, you..." Mr. Song said "you" several times, but Su Qiao had already said to Mrs. Huang: "Without further ado, take out the roster and see who can be let out. The housekeepers in charge of the shops also called me."

Mrs. Huang should have gone out, and Uncle Song Wu had already said to Suqiao: "Third nephew, now you have offended everyone, what good will it do to you?"

"Fifth Uncle, when I didn't offend anyone before, I didn't do any good." Su Qiao said with a smile. Uncle Song was speechless by these words. Mr. Song had already taken a few breaths and said to Su Qiao. Qiao said: "What on earth are you doing?"

"Fill in the gap, lest you say in the future that I can't live a good life and waste all the property of the Duke's mansion." Su Qiao's tone was still so calm. When Song Wushu heard Su Qiao say this, Song Wushu could only stare. .

Madam Huang has already walked in: "Madam, the housekeepers are all here.

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"Excuse me, uncle, go out and give me a few lectures." Suqiao still looked at Mr. Song. Mr. Song usually liked this kind of occasion the most. He could show off his authority and let everyone know who is the master of this house. But at this moment, Mr. Song refused to go out at all: "You can't let me take the blame."

"Ms. Huang, since the uncle doesn't want to go out, could you please say a few words on my behalf." As soon as Su Qiao's words came out, Mr. Song pointed at her nose: "I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have done it that day. When my brother passed away, I agreed that you would be the master of this mansion."

"I am the third matchmaker of the Song family who married into the house. Regardless of whether I have a title or not, I am the master of this house." Suqiao sat on a chair, her white skirt was gently blown by the wind, but Suqiao looked like a clay sculpture. Just like that, he said this sentence calmly without moving.

Mr. Song knew that there was no point in making any more money at this moment, so he sat down dejectedly: "Then what do you want?"

"Of course, it's to make up for the shortfall." Su Qiao still said the same thing, and Uncle Song Wu sighed: "This shortfall was incurred by the third child for those rare things and those comfortable days."

"He has been buried." Su Qiao reminded Song Wushu, and then Su Qiao said: "Besides, you guys, are you really not getting any benefits?"

These words made Uncle Song's expression change. Mr. Song naturally benefited more. There were shouts from outside: "We want to see Madam."

I have been a servant in the Duke's Mansion for three or four lifetimes. With the help of the Duke's Mansion, I don't have to spend any money on food and clothing. I can save monthly money. Plus the rewards throughout the year, it is comparable to

It is much more comfortable to be a good citizen outside and earn your own living.

Su Qiao knew that these housekeepers would be unwilling to leave, but these housekeepers were also one of the reasons why the Duke's government was in deficit.

The shouting outside became louder and louder. Suqiao looked at Mr. Song and said, "Uncle, now it's really your time to step forward."

Mr. Song sighed, raised the curtain and walked out. Uncle Song stared at Su Qiao: "I didn't expect that."

She didn't expect that such a person who was just twenty and raised in the countryside could easily take control of the Song family and even force Mr. Song to stand up for her.

"What didn't Uncle Wu think of?" Su Qiao's tone was still so calm. Uncle Song Wu sighed: "It would have been better if I had asked the third child not to marry again."

"The news of Aunt Su's pregnancy cannot be hidden." Suqiao said lightly, Song An would definitely be killed by Master Shiyi who couldn't wait any longer. By then, the Song family will only become more chaotic. Of course, this kind of chaos is what Master Eleven needs. Master Eleven can even take advantage of the chaos and make his child an heir.

Suqiao took a sip of tea. The tea had been cold for a long time and tasted bitter.

Suqiao seemed not to have tasted the bitterness. What was the point of fighting like this? Not interesting at all.

When the butlers who were shouting outside saw Mr. Song coming out, their voices immediately disappeared. Then a butler plopped down and knelt down in front of Mr. Song: "Sir, we have all been together for three or four lifetimes. We have to leave the country." How can the government allow us to make a living?"

"Yes, Sir, you must advise Madam not to drive us away." One kneeled down, and a group of people knelt down and surrounded Mr. Song.

The old man cried, and Mr. Song was a little at a loss. But at this time, Mrs. Huang had already said: "You can ask, it was the old man who suggested that you leave."

The housekeepers immediately looked at Mr. Song, who was sweating on his forehead: "Don't talk nonsense."

"You were in the study just now, and I was waiting on you. I've heard everything." Madam Huang's tone was calm, and the housekeepers were about to cry again: "The Duke of Guo was buried just yesterday, and now we are being kicked out. What the hell? What kind of evil have they committed?"

"My lord, please open your eyes and take a look." An old man in his sixties raised his hands to the sky and said with a look of sorrow and indignation.

Master Song knew that he was Song An's companion and was pampered in this mansion, so how could he leave the Duke's mansion? So Mr. Song walked over and said, "This matter, this matter, also..."

"I'm going to kill you now. I'm going to find the Duke." The old man cried, and was about to hit the door. The curtain was lifted, and Suqiao came out and looked at the old man.

The old man felt that Su Qiao's eyes were cold, but thinking about his children and grandchildren, the old man shouted loudly: "I have worked hard all my life for the Duke of the country."

"What's his name?" Suqiao ignored him, but looked at Madam Huang. Madam Huang said softly, "This is the companion of the Duke of Guo, and he is now in charge of the fourteen shops outside."

"Then bring me the accounts of these fourteen shops." Su Qiao's words made the old man stop looking for life and death. Instead, he rushed to Su Qiao: "What do you mean? What do you mean, I enrich myself? I..."

"You'll know if you're lining your own pockets or not." Su Qiao

With a calm tone, a housekeeper brought the account book over. Suqiao opened the account book, looked at it, and suddenly smiled: "Three of these fourteen shops are Mrs. Wu's dowry."