New widow

"There are four rooms in total. In addition to Master Song, there is also Master Song Seven, and there is another one..." Zhang Qing's voice lowered: "It's hard to say which one."

It’s hard to say, there must be a reason. When Su Du was waiting for Zhang Qing to explain why it was difficult to talk about that person, he saw Zhang Qing shaking his head: "But that person is not in the capital."

If you are not in the capital, you can do some things. Su Du smiled: "Go and check quickly. After the death of the Duke, he rushed back to the capital at night."

Zhang Qing took the order and left. Su Du looked at the rooms in the Duke's Mansion. It seemed that there were many people who coveted the Duke's Mansion inside and outside the Palace.

A man who has no sons, is rumored to have suppressed his wife, and controls such a large house seems to have a high position, but there are many people who want his life behind the scenes.

Zhang Qing simply went directly to visit Master Song. When Master Song met Zhang Qing, he said to Zhang Qing without saying a word: "Is this Aunt Su really the murderer of my third brother?"

Zhang Qing looked at Mr. Song: "Why are there such rumors?"

"Don't hide it from me." Mr. Song was very anxious when he thought about it. He didn't even have time to wipe the sweat from his face, so he said to Zhang Qing: "I am still asleep today, and I just heard the maid and mother-in-law outside saying, I was so scared that I almost pouted over. I thought I had freshened up, so I went to the house to ask. Who knew you would be here? Since you are here, something must have happened. "

Zhang Qing didn't listen to Mr. Song's nagging and asked him directly: "What kind of maid is talking to the mother-in-law about this?"

"It's my eleventh brother. He just arrived at his home last night. The people serving him don't think they know this house.

The internal rules are nonsense. As he spoke, Mr. Song wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "He has been living outside for a long time, and the houses in the capital are all in disrepair, so he lives with me temporarily." "

"Then please invite Mr. Eleven to come out." Zhang Qing was [-]% sure at this time that there was something wrong with Mr. Eleven.

"Brother, why are you looking for me?" Just when Mr. Song ordered his maid to invite Mr. Eleven, he heard Mr. Eleven's voice coming from outside.

Then the curtain lifted and a man walked in. Zhang Qing felt his eyes light up. This man was in his thirties and was very handsome. Although Zhang Qing did not trust the character of this eleventh master, Zhang Qing couldn't help but see the appearance of this eleventh master. Nodding in the belly.

With such a look, coupled with such means, it's no wonder that the maid didn't dare to say a word.

Master Song had already introduced the two of them when Zhang Qing was looking at Master Eleven. Upon hearing Zhang Qing's identity, Mr. Eleven looked sad: "I don't know if my family is having a bad time, but something like this happened to me."

"Yes, if this matter is reported to the emperor, I'm afraid that the title of the family will be..." Zhang Qing wanted to investigate Master Eleven, so naturally he wanted to keep half of what he said.

Sure enough, the eleventh master's ears stood up high: "What happened to the title?"

"Brother Eleven, when I came back last night, it was already too late, so I didn't tell you." Mr. Song sighed and said, "If something like this happens, the emperor will be unhappy and deprive my family of the title. , this also exists.”

"Deprived of the title?" Mr. Eleven's brows knitted together.

A pimple: "This title was earned by our ancestors on the battlefield, how could it be deprived of it?"

Mr. Song sighed again, and talked to Mr. Eleven about how the Song family has not been as good as before in recent years. Even if Song An is still alive, he can only maintain a superficial respect. If the inner house is not peaceful, let him Song An was poisoned to death, and it would not be unusual for the emperor to be furious and deprive him of his title.

Zhang Qing sat and listened, holding tea in his hand, as if he was sipping the tea carefully, but he kept looking at Master Eleven, trying to judge from Master Eleven's expression whether he was suspicious or not.

"That's it!" Mr. Eleven nodded after hearing this: "I have been away a lot for so many years, but I didn't know that inheriting a title is so hard."

"If it wasn't so hard, why would our family have to..." Mr. Song suddenly remembered that there were outsiders here, and hurriedly stopped talking. Instead, he smiled at Zhang Qing and said: "We brothers haven't seen each other for many years, so it is inevitable to talk too much at this time. Don’t be offended if it’s too late.”

"When brothers meet again after a long absence, they will naturally say a few more words." Zhang Qing raised the tea cup in his hand and said, "This tea is good."

"My brother is not good at anything else but a good sip of tea. This is the tongue I brought back this time." Master Eleven said with a smile, and then said to Master Song: "Look at me, I am often outside. I have no thoughts about the title, so there is no need to worry about it."

Mr. Song just smiled and chatted a few more words. Zhang Qing was about to leave. Mr. Song patted his forehead and said, "Look, I'm talking so long here that I forgot what I told you. Look. Wait, this thing, this thing, is it the one who did it?"

"Although women are wise,

But it is not easy to get some medicine in. " Zhang Qing's words made Mr. Song a little disappointed, but soon Mr. Song said: "I simply want to go to the house, why not go together. Brother Eleven, it’s time for you to visit the new wife. "

When the words "new wife" were mentioned, a strange smile appeared on Master Eleven's face, and then Master Eleven said: "Yes, it's time to visit my new third sister-in-law."

Zhang Qing heard a few more words from their brothers and followed them out. After entering the Duke's Mansion, Zhang Qing went to the courtyard where he lived.

When Su Du saw him, his first words were: "That Eleven Master is back."

"He acted too calm, but he was very suspicious." Zhang Qing picked up the tea and took a sip.

Su Du said, "In that case, let's go meet Master Eleven."

After saying that, Su Du stood up and walked out. Zhang Qing couldn't help but let out a sigh, put down the tea bowl in his hand and walked out: "I just finished saying this and I haven't even finished the tea. Why are you leaving?"

"This matter has been delayed for too long." Su Du couldn't tell Zhang Qing some of the thoughts that suddenly emerged in his heart, so he could only explain it this way.

Zhang Qing smiled: "There are so many cases in the criminal department's files that have been delayed for many years. This is nothing."

Su Du reached out and patted Zhang Qing on the back of the head: "Those cases are different. This case involves whether the title should be revoked."

Zhang Qing wanted to give a few more examples, but when Su Du said this, he swallowed his words again and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I am here with you, Sir Su."

"It's just the two of us and you start again." Su Du laughed and scolded

By the end of the sentence, the two of them had arrived at the mourning hall. Before they even walked in, they heard Su Qiao's voice coming from inside.