A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

When Su Chengye saw Su Qingyu coming in, he subconsciously turned away.

Speaking of which, it was Su Qingyu's credit that he knew the truth about this matter.

But he can't always say thank you to his daughter for taking him to catch an adulterer. The father and daughter caught an adulterer together, and people laughed when word spread about it.

Su Qingyu seemed to have not noticed Su Chengye's embarrassed expression, and sat down directly below Su Chengye. She said, "What happened yesterday has spread all over the capital. How can we have a grand funeral at this time? What has happened to our Su family? What has happened to my father?"

That's really like a living bastard.

Su Chengye still didn't speak, and the old lady said thoughtfully: "It's because this matter has spread so much that we need to handle it properly and put an end to the rumors."

Su Qingyu frowned. She thought that "hiding one's ears and stealing the bell" was made up by saints to educate the world, but today she saw it was true.

Grandma, is she treating the people of the capital as fools?

Seeing her frown, the old lady sighed again and said, "Qingyu, when a person dies, the grudges will disappear. Some things are meant to be seen by the living."

Su Qingyu sneered in her heart, will the grudges be canceled after death? She can't write it off.

She would settle all the grudges in her past and present lives with the mother and daughter one by one. So what if you die? Who says dead people don’t have to pay their debts?

"Grandma, even if she dies, it won't change her charge of adultery. Besides, my mother has worked hard to manage the outside properties over the years, which has allowed her to take advantage of the loopholes in the house."

"Now I have to use my mother's hard-earned money to pay for Gu Ruoyun's funeral. Forget about mother, I won't agree to it either."

Su Chengye actually didn't want to arrange a funeral for Gu Ruoyun, but he hated to hear anyone mention that the Su family's money was all made by the Lin family.

Su Qingyu's advice aroused Su Chengye's rebellion.

He pondered for a moment and said.

"We still have to do funerals, otherwise how will others see our family? Your grandmother is right, this is for the living to see."

"Just do what your grandmother said and do it in a more dignified manner. You brothers and sisters, please go back and change into mourning clothes. After all, she is also the wife of the house."

Su Qingyu lost her patience when she saw that these two people were not getting along well.

He said in a cold voice: "You can swallow this breath, but I can't. You can do whatever you want, but I can only find a way to breathe on my own."

Su Chengye didn't care, and said, "As long as the matter is handled decently, it's up to you whether you want to dig up the grave or whip the corpse."

Su Qingyu laughed angrily, "Digging up the grave and whipping the body? I'm not interested in her body."

"I will compile this story into a storybook when I get back, and then send it to the major teahouses in the capital for them to tell stories."

Su Chengye had just taken a sip of tea when he heard Su Qingyu's words, and the tea in his mouth sprayed directly onto the ground.

He threw the tea cup to the side and said angrily: "What are you doing? Will our Su family lose face?"

Su Qingyu stood up and said, "Face? You hold a big funeral for someone who committed adultery outside and plotted against the title of the Su family. How can you lose face?"

"It's better to just throw a straw mat out and let people know the character of our Su family."

These words sounded a bit ironic, but the old lady also understood Su Qingyu's attitude.

Mother and son Su Chengye looked at each other, both of them were a little shaken.

Firstly, this matter was indeed a cover-up, and secondly, they were really afraid that Su Qingyu would find the storyteller.

According to Su Qingyu's recent behavior, she can really do it. At that time, the Su family will really become the laughing stock in the capital, and the face of the ancestors for eight lifetimes will be lost in one day.

Finally, Su Chengye spoke: "Then as you said, tell the housekeeper to send the person to the western suburbs for burial."

Su Qingyu said with satisfaction: "The housekeeper is waiting outside. I will ask someone to tell him right now."

The old lady was upset. When she saw that the matter was almost settled, she said, "Let's do this. You and your daughter can go back."

The father and daughter got up and left Songhe Hall, and Su Chengye walked towards the outer courtyard.

As soon as she turned around, she heard Su Qingyu say: "Father, stay here."

Su Chengye stopped and said impatiently: "What else do you want?"

Su Qingyu stood beside him with a calm look on her face, "Within three years, the Hou Mansion will not be able to establish a heir apparent."

"Why? This matter has nothing to do with you. You are a girl who is about to leave the palace, so stop worrying about the affairs of the house and prepare for marriage." Su Chengye was stunned for a moment, and then said unhappily.

Su Qingyu suddenly said in a quiet voice: "Zhou Buren is in my hands. My father doesn't want what happened back then to be exposed and lose his title and official position. It's best to do as I say."

If it weren't for her brother, she might have thrown the evidence of Su Chengye's crime into the hands of the censor. She didn't care about the mansion or the title.

But everyone has selfish motives, and so does she.

The title of this prince's palace belongs to her brother, and she has to help him keep it.

Su Chengye's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You threaten me? Where are the others?"

Su Qingyu shook her head and said, "I really don't know where he is, but if I want, he can go to Dali Temple to report you tomorrow."

"Father, please think about it. It's just that if you don't establish a heir for three years, it won't have any impact on your father."

After saying that, Su Qingyu turned around and left without waiting for Su Chengye to speak.

Pearl asked in confusion: "Miss, what if we still can't find the young master in three years?"

"What if the Marquis appoints a crown prince, and we find the eldest young master in the fourth or fifth year? What will we do then?"

Pearl had a confused look on her face. She frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

Su Qingyu laughed out loud and said: "That will happen in three years. As long as I want to, I can prevent the Hou Mansion from having a heir apparent for ten years."

But there must be news about her brother. With the news, she can plan for the future.

Before reaching Bishui Pavilion, housekeeper Su Zhong hurried over.

"Miss, the Marquis said before that he was going to hold a big funeral, so I asked someone to notify my cousin to come back for the funeral."

"Now the Marquis has changed his mind again, but Miss Cousin is already here, what should I do?"

"Young Master Shen is here with you. Should we let him in or not?"

"If we let them in, there is no memorial shed. How can we let them worship?"

Su Zhong looked embarrassed and couldn't make up his mind.

Su Qingyu stopped and asked, "Where is the body now?"

Su Zhong replied: "It's on the ground against the west corner of the outer courtyard. I'm planning to send it to the western suburbs."

Su Qingyu thought for a moment and said, "Since my cousin has this filial piety, let's let him in."

"Don't send people to the western suburbs yet. Leave them there first."

Then he said to Pearl and Jade: "Let's go and take a look. My cousin is so filial, so she has to keep her mother's spirit alive, right?"