New widow

Of course, Mr. Song could not be charged with not recognizing his kinship with the Chu family. He just stared at the man and asked Mr. Chu San.

Mr. Chu San smiled again: "I remember that you work in the Ministry of Etiquette, right?"

Mr. Song's position in the Ministry of Rites is just a casual position, but it still sounds good when told, so Mr. Song nodded: "It is indeed in the Ministry of Rites."

"You work in the Ministry of Rites, don't you know that an heir is equal to a parent?" Mr. Chu San asked back. Master Song nodded when he heard the words "an heir is equal to a parent": "This is true, but on that day..."

"The day my sister passed away, my brother-in-law said that in order to look good at the funeral, he wanted to choose an heir for my sister. He also said that the Song family is a bunch of monsters and monsters. This good child would die for no reason, so he left this The child was raised by our Chu family. Later, when I got married, my brother asked me to take the child out to raise him. Over the years, the letters have been very clear. Who knew that your Song family could really deny an heir? It’s about not recognizing relatives.”

Mr. Chu San spoke righteously, but Mr. Song's brows were still furrowed. These words sounded very much like that, but who knows if there is such a thing.

"The letter can be forged, and besides, this person is not in our Song family's genealogy." As soon as Master Song finished speaking, Mr. Chu San spat in his face: "Bah, only you Song family can say that. Saying such words that no one wants to hear."

After saying this, Mr. Chu San said loudly: "Come on, open this door for me. I will take my nephew to burn incense for my brother-in-law."

Mr. Chu San brought several housekeepers and boys here.

At this time, hearing Master Chu San's order, these people responded loudly and stepped forward to break down the door.

"You really don't even want to be relatives." Mr. Song stepped forward to protect the second door. Mr. Chu San sneered: "It's you, the Song family, who don't want to be relatives."

As he spoke, Mr. Chu San shouted: "Whoever breaks down this door first, I will reward you with ten taels of silver." It is said that under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man, so two people came forward to take Mr. Song out of the house. Open the door.

Mr. Song was so anxious that he shouted loudly: "You are all dead people, how can you allow them to come here to rob?"

"It's ugly to say this about robbery." Mr. Chu San said with a sneer: "I can tell you, at this moment, my money is much more than that of your Song family. How can you people do that?" Thought-of."

Mr. Chu San is pretending that his family also has money, and he is not quarreling with the Song family just for the money.

Mr. Song was being held tightly there. The people he brought with him wanted to go forward to save Mr. Song. Mr. Chu San had already sneered and said: "You all have to see clearly, the person standing next to me is He is the Duke of your Duke's residence, not just a cat or a dog. Do you know what the following crimes are for?"

"The following offenders will be punished." A clear voice sounded, and then Su Du and Zhang Qing hurried over with the Yamen servants.

Master Chu San looked Su Du up and down and already guessed his identity: "Are you the one who was ordered to investigate here? The young master of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, the head of the Criminal Department?"

"Your Majesty is right." Su Du answered and said to Mr. Chu San: "This is the emperor's feet, naturally.

There are laws and regulations. You are also from a noble family and you know the truth. If something happens, you should sit together and talk it over, instead of like this..."

"I have been away from the capital for more than [-] years, and I have almost forgotten all the rules and principles. Since you are investigating the case, let me ask you, is there any reason in this world that a son is not allowed to attend the funeral for his father?"

There was a trap hidden in Mr. Chu San's question. Su Du lowered his eyelids, and then Su Du nodded: "There is indeed no such reason. I just want to ask you, is this person really the heir?"

"I have correspondence as proof." Mr. Chu San said and smiled again: "There is an account in the account book of the Duke's Mansion. Every year, 100 taels of silver and twelve pieces of brocade are sent to me. You will never Do you think this is for me?"

100 taels of silver for twelve pieces of brocade, more than [-] years ago, is still a lot of money. Su Du frowned. Master Chu San had already reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "You are a young man and you don't know what happened in our two mansions back then. If you want to file a lawsuit on this matter, you won't go to the Ministry of Punishment, but to the Ministry of Etiquette." .”

If you go to the Ministry of Rites to fight, you are going to fight a lawsuit over inheritance. Mr. Song understood this. When the man who was holding him loosened his grip, he broke free and said to Su Du: "It is true that our family has never established an heir. This lawsuit is going to be filed." If you beat them, they will also go to the Criminal Department to accuse them of being an imposter."

"I said, I have money right now, and I don't care about the money from your government." Mr. Chu San changed the subject: "My brother-in-law made it clear at the beginning that this child is my foreigner."

Nephew, he asked me to take good care of him, and told me that the wife I was marrying was very jealous, and was worried that something would happen to the child, and would take him back when he was older. "

When Mr. Chu San was talking, the man just stood there without saying a word, as if the things they were talking about had nothing to do with him.

"Who wants to pretend to be the heir of the Duke of our country?" Just when they were confused, the voice of Uncle Song suddenly sounded. Mr. Song usually felt like he had received a savior when he heard the voice of Mr. Song. But today, Mr. Song Hearing Uncle Song's voice, I felt my head hurt. As soon as I said these words, it would make Mr. Chu San angry.

Sure enough, Mr. Chu San had already sneered: "It turns out that your Song family, from top to bottom, refuses to recognize this child. In this case, I have no choice but to open the door and let this child see his father." As he said this, Master Chu San asked people to knock on the second door again.

Who knew that this time, without much effort, the door would open from the inside. Su Qiao and others stood inside the second door, looking at the people outside the second door.

Because it was the mourning period, everyone was dressed in mourning. When the second door opened, Su Du felt as if he saw Chang'e in the moon, so Su Du was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Chu San was also shocked by Su Qiao's beauty, but soon Mr. Chu came to his senses. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Su Qiao looking at everyone and slowly speaking: "If you have anything to do, of course you can explain it clearly. Are you making such a fuss now to make the deceased uneasy?"

"What a talkative mouth!" Mr. Chu San came back to his senses and praised Su Qiao before looking at Su Qiao: "Then tell me what to do about this matter."

"The issue of an heir is very important.

. After Su Qiao finished speaking, she said to Master Chu: "I don't know if the Duke of Guo had an heir after Mrs. Chu's death." "