New widow

Zhang Qing was shocked at first when he heard that Su Du was going to commit suicide. Then Zhang Qing sighed. Su Du's words were very painful.

Mrs. Nanyang Hou stood on the corridor. She could hear every word Su Du said clearly. Because she could hear it clearly, Mrs. Nanyang Hou's expression could be said to be very ugly. How could his son become like this? The mother-in-law had already arrived in a hurry. When she saw Mrs. Nanyang Hou, the mother-in-law didn't even have time to be polite, so she said to Mrs. Nanyang Hou what Su Du had just said.

"In that case, let him come in." Madam Nanyang Hou wanted to beat Zhang Qing to death immediately, but Zhang Qing was also a court official. How could Madam Nanyang dare to order a court official to be beaten to death? As for Su Du, what Mrs. Nanyang Hou wanted was for him to listen to her. Now, when her son was disobedient, Mrs. Nanyang Hou was so angry that she didn't know what to do.

The mother-in-law took the order and left. Mrs. Nanyang Hou stretched out her hand to hold the pillar on one side and said bitterly: "They are all that widow, they are all that widow, that shameless widow."

None of the servants around him dared to answer Mrs. Nanyang Hou's words at this time. After all, who was right and wrong in this matter, the servants also had their own plans in their hearts.

Su Du passed the mother-in-law and walked towards his yard with Zhang Qing. The mother-in-law followed with others, as if she came to greet Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing had already smiled at Su Du and said, "I've been to your house many times. Only this time, there were so many people to greet you."

"What are you kidding me about now?" Su Du's words were a bit sad. Zhang Qing knew why Su Du was so sad, so he just reached out and patted Su Du on the shoulder. The two of them had already walked in. Su Du's courtyard used to have many people serving it, but now Zhang Qing only saw a few serving people.

"It seems that your mother is really worried about your whereabouts being spread out." Zhang Qing said teasingly. Su Du had already led Zhang Qing into the house. Su Du's bedroom had always been extremely exquisite, but now Zhang Qing felt that Su Du's bedroom was filled with sadness, as if the owner was in a bad mood, which made the furnishings feel discouraged.

"Did you hear those three drums today?" Zhang Qing just sat down and said this. Su Du looked at Zhang Qing and said, "So, I know this person."

"Ms. Kuang rolled the nail board today." Zhang Qing said calmly. The teacup in Su Du's hand fell to the ground, but Su Du ignored the teacup and still looked at Zhang Qing: "What you said is true. ?”

"Yes, I returned to the capital with Madam Kuang. It has been less than ten days since we came back." After Zhang Qing finished speaking, Su Du smiled: "Sure enough, she has never been one to sit back and wait for death."

"Why don't you ask who Mrs. Kuang is suing?" Zhang Qing asked again, and Su Du already smiled: "Who else could it be? Of course it's her good father."

The father who wanted to put her to death, the father who seemed benevolent and moral, the father who never helped her but always made things worse for her.

Su Du's eyes flashed with sadness, why shouldn't his parents be the same? After tearing open those tender feelings, when he no longer wanted to listen to them, what they did made Su Du so strange. Su Du was even so strange that he doubted whether these were his parents. However, everything confirms that they are indeed their parents. They love themselves because they can cheer for them. When they no longer cheer for them, they will want to die themselves.

A wailing sound came from not far away, and Zhang Qing frowned: "This is the voice of the housekeeper."

"This is what my mother is used to." Su Du said softly. He knew that Su Du was soft-hearted and valued emotions. If he didn't punish Su Du, he would punish the people around Su Du. Zhang Qing sighed, and finally said what he wanted to say. Not exported.

"Beat someone, give them more money, and nothing seems to have happened." The calmer Su Du's tone became, the more uncomfortable Zhang Qing felt. At this time, a boy came in to add tea to Su Du and the others. Su Du stopped the boy and said, "Go and ask, how many rewards did my mother give to the housekeeper?"

"Back to the third master, my wife rewarded me with twenty pieces of gold. She also said that if there is a next time, it will be forty pieces of gold." The boy said respectfully. Su Du lowered his eyes and said nothing. The boy replenished the tea and left. Su Du then poured Zhang Qing a cup of tea: "You see, my life is like this."

It seems that he is noble, but he is manipulated by his parents. He is not as good as Zhang Qing, who makes the decision in everything. After all, the Zhang family's parents know that their son has become an official, and his status is different. The Nanyang Hou couple has seen more people who are officials. , Although the son is outstanding, he is still their son. If it is not easy to beat the son, then you can beat the servants around the son.

"Just now, I went to the British Duke's Mansion. Miss Song asked me if I had any ideas when I go to court tomorrow. I only replied with four words, randomly." Zhang Qing said slowly, and the light in Su Du's eyes gradually Disappear, other than moving randomly, what other idea can there be?

"I wish I could fly out of Nanyang Hou's Mansion." Su Du said softly. Zhang Qing knew what his purpose was, but Zhang Qing just patted his shoulder gently and couldn't fly out. Nanyang Hou The mansion has many means to restrain Su Du. This luxurious mansion is like a cage, trapping people inside.

"I understand now why Madam Kuang left the British government." Zhang Qing's words made Su Du smile, and then Su Du's eyebrows were filled with tenderness. Su Qiao was such a person, and never cared about the glory and wealth. , what she wants has always been freedom.

Su Du closed his eyes, as if he had returned to that small courtyard, that extremely relaxing courtyard. That was Su Du's happiest time.

That night, Su Du and Zhang Qing talked all night. This night, Song Zhen couldn't sleep at night, but Su Qiao, who was in the whirlpool, slept well. When Su Qiao opened her eyes, Seeing Song Zhen with red eyes, Su Qiao reached out and touched Song Zhen's face: "You are an adult, why are you still crying?"

"Aunt Kuang, I..." Before Song Zhen could finish her words, Su Qiao stopped her: "Don't say anything, Zhen'er, you know what I'm thinking."

Song Zhen pursed her lips tightly, and Su Qiao was already going to get her clothes. Her wound had only been treated, but it had not healed. She frowned in pain even when she reached out to get her clothes. Song Zhen hurriedly got some clothes for her: "Aunt Kuang, come to the court. If the punishment is imposed, you are afraid that you will not be able to survive."

"Don't worry, I'm very lucky." Su Qiao still spoke in a relaxed tone. Song Zhen wiped her tears again, and Su Qiao patted her hand: "Don't take things in this world too seriously."