New widow

Mr. Song, Mr. Eleven and Uncle Song were all waiting in the study. Looking at the treasures in the Pavilion, Mr. Song wanted to reach out and touch them. If there was anything he liked, he could bring it back. Home, but not now.

"Such a poor and eldest daughter, it's true that she even locked up the accountant." Uncle Song said with anger. Master Eleven pretended to be a peacemaker and smiled at Fifth Uncle Song: "Don't take it to heart, Fifth Uncle. When this woman encounters trouble, she will be full of anger. Who knows what she will do?

"Speaking of which, I saw a few women doing accounting over there today." When Mr. Song sat down, he took a piece of snack. Although Song An was no longer there, the people in the study were still there. The snacks and tea are all of the best quality, so Mr. Song will not let them go.

"Sichen Sichen, Sichen Sichen!" Uncle Song said twice, and then he said to Mr. Song: "You were too kind and soft-hearted at the beginning. You should have had so many people from the clan come out to help you during the funeral. There was a funeral, and not like now, with a woman doing all sorts of things."

"Who did Fifth Uncle say that he was doing something wrong?" Song Zhen's voice came from outside. The expressions of everyone in the study changed. Why is Song Zhen here?

Then Song Zhen led the people in and saluted everyone: "Hello, fifth uncle, hello uncle, and eleventh uncle."

Then Song Zhen didn't wait for their answer, and asked again: "I asked just now, but my fifth uncle hasn't answered me yet."

"Niece, you, a daughter who has not left the court, have nothing to do with this matter." Mr. Song knew that this was what Uncle Song hated the most.

Such a thing happened, so he hurriedly stopped Song Zhen.

Song Zhen already smiled: "Uncle, my surname is Song. The person who passed away was my biological father. Although I did not live in his lap for a day, I am still his flesh and blood, and I should be filial to him. I will be the only one to do my father's funeral. My daughter, please help with the matter and do your best. This is my filial duty as a daughter. Why does uncle mean that I, a daughter, cannot fulfill my filial piety?"

Even Song Wushu couldn't refute Song Zhen's big hat. Master Eleven said hurriedly: "Niece, you heard wrong. It's not that I don't want you to fulfill your filial piety. It's just that the third sister-in-law locked up all the accountants yesterday and found a few women to do the accounts there. This matter If the news spreads about our son, it will not look good on our Song family's face."

"What do you mean by Uncle Eleven, this woman can't do accounts?" Song Zhen asked back, and Uncle Song Wu snorted: "Sichen, don't you understand this?"

"The great-niece naturally understands this truth." Song Zhen said respectfully. "Since you understand this truth, why don't you stop it?" Uncle Song was aggressive, but Song Zhen's expression was still respectful: "Those accounting gentlemen have been in our family for 30 or [-] years. In the accounting room, you must be careful with lights. Yesterday, my mother just To check the accounts, a fire broke out and the account books were destroyed. The matter was urgent, and my mother could only check them clearly first. My father's funeral was still in progress, so the accounting office naturally had to be managed by a few people. Then a few housekeepers were transferred from the inner courtyard to do the work. Account. Why did he become Si Chen in a desperate move?"

Song Zhen's great truth made Uncle Song's eyes widen, and the way Master Eleven looked at Song Zhen became a little unkind.

, Originally, Mr. Eleven didn't take Song Zhen seriously. For a girl who grew up in the market since she was a child, when she entered a place like this, she was not allowed to be flattened and rounded by others.

For the first time, Master Eleven had the idea of ​​getting rid of Song Zhen as well. When the heir came in, Song Zhen was the eldest sister and Suqiao was sent to the nunnery. It was only natural that Song Zhen, the eldest sister, should take care of the heir. Thinking of this, Master Eleven couldn't help but frown. Why are there obstacles one after another in this family?

"What my niece said is right, but this is not a long-term solution." Mr. Song hurriedly tried to smooth things over. Song Zhen smiled faintly: "As long as the matter is cleared up and the accounts are clear, the accountants will naturally come back. Besides, , the inner court also needs to keep accounts."

"Since it is an expedient measure, Fifth Uncle, do you think we should put this matter aside for now?" Mr. Song asked Fifth Uncle Song softly. Song Fifth Uncle pondered for a moment and then said: "This woman's accounting is quite reasonable. Such a small thing yesterday, Why should all the accountants be locked up?"

"Fifth uncle, my granddaughter has just said that she must find out clearly. After all, this accountant has to move a lot of money in a day, so how can we not check it out." Song Zhen smiled calmly, but every word was uncompromising. let.

"This is too petty." As soon as Mr. Song said these words, Song Zhen laughed: "I also want to ask uncle, how can I not be petty?"

"This..." Mr. Song was stopped by the question, and Mr. Eleven said hurriedly: "If you want to investigate, you can only do it secretly. It will not sound good if it is spread out in such a big way."

"What else is there in the Duke's Mansion?

Do the words sound good when spread out? "Su Qiao's voice sounded outside the door, and then Su Qiao walked in. Song Zhen looked at Su Qiao and stepped forward to greet her: "It's time for mother to rest. "

"I know you feel sorry for me, but this matter is not your child's business." After saying this, Suqiao held Song Zhen's hand, met the eyes of Uncle Song and the others, and said calmly: "Uncle Wu wants to do something to me." If you have any dissatisfaction, just point it at me, how can you take it out on a child?"

Su Qiao had one child at a time, which left Uncle Song Wu speechless. After all, Song Zhen was indeed not engaged yet and could be considered a child.

"Third brother and sister, you have misunderstood this matter." Mr. Song wanted to smooth things over again, but Su Qiao already smiled faintly: "At the moment, the Duke's mansion is in a state of turmoil, and all kinds of things are happening one after another. It would be better if nothing happened. No matter how you use your methods, you can conquer everyone. Uncle Wu, don’t you think so?"

"There are many people in the clan, so you can naturally go to the clan to find people." Uncle Song waited for a long time and finally waited for the opportunity to say this. Su Qiao laughed when he heard Uncle Song say this: "Really?"

"Of course!" Mr. Song was already actively making suggestions: "Besides other things, my eldest son is a capable person."

"Madam Huang." Suqiao called lightly. Madam Huang came in with a box in her hand. Suqiao clicked on the box and said, "Open this and ask them to take a look."

The box was opened, and there was still a ledger inside. Master Eleven felt a little headache when he saw the ledger, but he still forced himself to calm down and looked at the ledger.

"This is what the Duke of Guo's government sends every year to those tribesmen who have no income.

Accounts of things and money. "