New widow

Madam Huang doesn't want to admit this, but the fact is that in the eyes of people in the capital, the British government has fallen into decline. Even though there were all kinds of fights within the Song family to establish an heir, and even when Song An passed away, many families would come to express their condolences, but what they looked at was the face of the previous British Duke, not the face of the current British Duke.

"If it weren't for the fact that the British government had already fallen, how could it be possible, how could the emperor have such thoughts?" Su Qiao's resentment was deep in her heart.

Madam Huang couldn't help crying, Suqiao patted her shoulder gently: "Don't be sad. They say that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter what, I can still protect you for a while."

As for the future, it was beyond Su Qiao's control. It was unknown whether the heir he established would be a wise or foolish son, whether he would be able to restore the British government to its former glory, or whether it would fall into ruin and leave him with only an empty title.

"Besides, the gold and silver in this mansion is enough for many families to live on for a lifetime." Su Qiao's words made Madam Huang shed tears again: "In the past, there were such golden branches and jade leaves, but now the girl and madam are not around. A few people available.”

"It's not that there are many people, it's that there are fine people. Besides, if there aren't so many people, some things will be easier to handle." Madam Huang understood what Su Qiao meant, so Madam Huang could only sigh and hope so.

Suqiao lowered her eyes, she only wanted stability and peace, but to be stable and calm, she had to do many things that would make others unstable.

Mr. Chu San and Mr. Chu were dragged to the door by the boys. Mr. Chu San was very angry. Before he could say a few more loud words, the luggage had already been sent out.

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The butler who sent the luggage out said respectfully to Mr. Chu San: "Mr. Chu San, this is your luggage. Your boy over there has checked it and there are no mistakes."

"You, you..." Mr. Chu San was extremely angry and wished he could slap the butler a few times. Of course the housekeeper could see the annoyance on Master Chu San's face, but he still held out a tray: "Here are 100 taels of silver, and a set of four treasures of the study. Our wife has a few words for this man."

Song Jing didn't expect that this visit to the capital would have such an outcome. Hearing that Su Qiao had a few more words for her, Song Jing stepped forward and said, "Please tell me."

"What's there to say? She's definitely going to take it from you." Mr. Chu San said angrily. Song Jing could only call her uncle helplessly, but the housekeeper had already said respectfully: "Our wife said that this man is smart and handsome, and he will definitely succeed in his studies in the future."

These are good words, very good, very good words. Master Chu San could not help but be stunned for a moment: "She actually said that?"

"Our wife never says anything that shouldn't be said." The butler was still so respectful. Mr. Chu San wanted to say a few more words, but Song Jing had already called him uncle.

Master Chu San looked at him: "Are we just going to leave like this? Your uncle will definitely say that you did something wrong."

"Uncle, it is true that we did something wrong in this matter." Song Jing's words made Mr. Chu San's expression change immediately, but Song Jing continued as if he did not see Mr. Chu San's expression: "The man wants to get What, either studying and becoming famous, or fighting with swords and guns on the battlefield. Now everything is level, I can't go to the battlefield

If you go, naturally you can only become famous by studying. "

"Do you know how hard it is to become famous through the imperial examination?" Mr. Chu San pulled a face, and Song Jing smiled again: "Of course you know, but in this world, even those traffickers and lackeys want their sons to study, why do we Such people want to take the comfortable road."

The whole family only relies on the shadow of their ancestors to live their lives, but how long can the ancestors' shadow last? Master Chu San has already married the daughter of a wealthy businessman, and the two daughters of Yongninghou are also married to wealthy businessmen. If such a family wanted to enter the Yongning Houfu, let alone marry their daughter, they would not be allowed to enter the Yongning Houfu when it was prosperous.

But now, the daughter of Yongning Houfu can only marry such a family. And if the decline continues, even such a family will not be able to marry. Only Mr. Chu San brought Song Jing to Beijing to cause trouble. As long as he gets the title of British Duke, the Yongning Houfu can continue to use it for a few more years.

When he heard Song Jing say this, Mr. Chu San didn't know what to say for a moment. Song Jing had already supported Mr. Chu San: "Let's go back."

"Go back, where are you going back to?" Mr. Chu San muttered as if all his strength had been exhausted. Song Jing looked into the distance: "Go back and study."

One day, I will become famous through the imperial examination, instead of coming to my door to seek humiliation like today. Mr. Chu San's lips opened, and Song Jing had already helped him get into the carriage. The carriage slowly left the Duke's Mansion.

Mr. Chu San was sitting on the wall of the car, listening to the excitement of the capital coming from outside. Mr. Chu San closed his eyes and didn't know what to say. The excitement of the capital seemed to be far away from him.

Far, far away.

Mr. Chu San and Song Jing were driven out of the capital, and the news soon reached Mr. Eleven. Mr. Eleven couldn't help but smile: "Okay, very good. It's true that God's evil can be forgiven, but man's evil can't live. "

"Congratulations, Master. Congratulations, Master." The people around Master Eleven are all his confidants, and they know what Master Eleven likes to hear most. Master Eleven smiled when he heard this: "Don't say congratulations yet."

"This title is already in your pocket, sir." His confidant said flatteringly, and Master Eleven smiled: "What's the news about those closed counting rooms?"

"Mrs. Xu Shi is still very busy at the moment. Although she locked them up, she did not order anything to be done to them. She still gave them three meals and water every day, and they did not suffer much." The confidant said respectfully. As he looked, Master Eleven frowned: "Will there be any news from their side?"

"Don't worry, sir. These people are not clean themselves. If there is any leakage, my wife will not spare them." The confidant's words made Master Eleven nod: "That's good. I have worked hard for you these days."

"Don't dare." The confidant still replied respectfully. Master Eleven looked at the scenery outside, wishing that life would go by faster and faster, so that he could achieve his goal.

An account was placed in front of Suqiao. Suqiao looked at the words on the account and looked at Mrs. Huang: "This is what the housekeepers found out."

"It's true that this deficit is true. You wouldn't know it if you didn't check it. Once you check it, you'll be shocked." Madam Huang is not in charge of the external accounts. Madam Huang is only in charge of matters in the inner courtyard. The housekeepers also follow her.

Having lived with Madam Huang for many years, she is extremely clever at settling accounts.