The prince is hard to serve

The girl's words are basically in line with An Er's, there are no omissions, and the unforgettable hatred and deep anger she showed just now does not seem to be fake. When a person is excited, the emotions shown Neither the look nor the look in the eyes can deceive anyone.

Therefore, it also dispelled a large part of Yan Wenhao's doubts about her, but it didn't make Yan Wenhao completely relieved.

After pondering for a while, Yan Wenhao asked An Er some details about the cause of the master's death in great detail, and asked An Er to explain all the suspicious points he had said before and found. Finally, Yan Wenhao also asked the name of the chief bookkeeper.

After getting the answer, Yan Wenhao was about to speak, but Mu Ziling who was sitting beside him suddenly stood up, and said in great surprise, "Su Huaqiu? Are you sure it's the name?"

Looking at Mu Ziling, An Er's expression remained unchanged, he nodded, and replied blankly: "Yes, this subordinate has confirmed that it is the name."

Turning his head slightly to look at Mu Ziling, Yan Wenhao saw that his face was very ugly, so he stretched out his hand to grab his hand, frowned and approached him, and asked softly, "What's the matter, Qiangyou?" But do you know this person?"

After hearing An Er's answer, Mu Ziling's face became paler, his hands trembled a little, and his eyes were full of confusion and complexity. He stood there for a long time in a daze, and did not hear Yan Wenhao at all. After Yan Wenhao looked at him worriedly and couldn't help calling him again, he suddenly came back to his senses, with a dazed expression, and sat down again.

After sitting down, he lowered his head and remained silent for a while, then softly told Yan Wenhao, "My uncle is called by this name." There was a bit of bewilderment and bewilderment in his voice.

Hearing this, Yan Wenhao's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he rarely showed a look of surprise, but he didn't speak immediately, but held Mu Ziling's hand tightly, and patted the back of his hand with the other hand, Just silently comforting him.

Turning his head and forced a smile to Yan Wenhao, Mu Ziling shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Closing his eyes, Mu Ziling remained silent for a long time. After a while, he opened his eyes and slowly told Yan Wenhao about the past events.

He slowly said: "Back then, my brother-in-law was young and handsome in his weak crown, and he was also a master of calligraphy and painting. He was a very famous talent in the Jiangnan area, and he was also the dream object of many Jiangnan women. She didn't hesitate to spend a lot of money, and in order to compete for her, she offended many young masters from merchant families and caused a lot of trouble."

"My uncle's repeated actions without repentance finally touched the bottom line of grandpa and angered grandpa. Grandpa was very angry. In his anger, he pretended to drive him out of the house, but the intention was just to make him I was able to make a break with that brothel woman, but I didn’t expect my uncle to really like that woman so far, so he really left in anger, and never stepped into the gate of the Su family again..."

Having said that, Mu Ziling paused, he sighed lightly, and then continued to speak with emotion: "It's just that my uncle abandoned his relatives and left home because of that brothel girl, but he couldn't do it after all." Stay with her as you wish."

"The woman always just treats my uncle as an ordinary guest, and has no other feelings for him. Although she is very grateful that he has always treated her with courtesy, she never touches her like other guests. Something out of the ordinary, but at the same time, she also rejected my brother-in-law's offer to redeem her..."

He couldn't help laughing mockingly, Mu Ziling's voice suddenly became colder, and he said, "It's just that the most ironic thing is that after only seven or eight days after my brother-in-law's offer to redeem her was rejected, she never changed her mind and refused to leave." For this place, she turned around and threw herself into the arms of a local rich merchant, who accepted her as the seventh concubine."

"My uncle was shocked when he got the news. Grandpa originally thought that he would go home after this. He never thought that my uncle was a cruel person. He really didn't go back. Instead, he left Jiangnan and disappeared from sight."

"Grandpa sent many people to look for him. They searched for him for a long time, but they couldn't find him. In the days to come, grandpa always missed my uncle, mentioned him from time to time, and was depressed. But five or six years, grandpa Then he fell ill, and there was no cure for it, and when grandpa was dying, the thing he couldn't let go of was still my uncle..."

In fact, Mu Ziling has almost no impression of Su Huaqiu. He only saw Su Huaqiu once, and it was when he was very young and didn't remember much. Now he has forgotten all about it, but later he grew up. When I went to Jiangnan with my father, I heard my grandmother and a few aunts mention it several times with sighs, but today, there are only vague outlines left.

There was a hint of emotion in the words, and after pondering for a while, Mu Ziling said softly: "Since my grandmother passed away five years ago, no one has looked for my uncle, and all the people I sent have been found. Uncle, they are still blaming my uncle, they don't want to mention him, and they don't want to look for him again. name book."

Squeezing his palm, Yan Wenhao looked at him tenderly, and said softly: "Things are similar, and people are also similar. This person may just have the same name as your brother-in-law. It's not confirmed yet, so don't worry. "

With his head down, Mu Ziling didn't respond. He felt a little heavy. In fact, he already vaguely had an answer in his heart. He knew that this person might not have the same name, and he might really belong to his uncle himself.

At this moment, Duo Yuan and the girl who went out to get the box came back. Fu Quan was originally waiting outside the hall. Seeing them approaching from a distance, he coughed heavily and called Duo Yuan loudly on purpose to remind the people inside. Yan Wenhao et al.

Hearing Fuquan's voice, Yan Wenhao waved his hand, signaling An Er to step back for now.

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

As soon as An Er's voice fell, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the main hall without a trace.

As soon as An Er left, Duo Duo and the girl walked in one after the other. This time, the girl still held a palm-wide box in her hand.

Glancing at the box in her hand, seeing some familiar lines on it, Yan Wenhao frowned slightly, and said to her, "Show me the box." After a pause, he asked again Said: "By the way, I still don't know how to address you, girl, can you tell me?"

Yiyan handed the box over, hearing the words, the girl blurted out and replied: "My surname is Su, and my name is chess language, the chess of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the language of language." The name was spoken.

"Miss Su."

After calling her, Mu Ziling took a closer look at her appearance, and when he saw the familiarity between her brows and eyes, he finally said: "Maybe it's a bit presumptuous, but can I ask you a question?" ?”

Looking at Mu Ziling puzzledly, Su Qiyu nodded and said, "Excuse me."

Looking at Su Qiyu intently, Mu Ziling pursed his lips, considered his words, and asked after a while, "My lord, is he called Su Huaqiu, and his name is Hezhang?"

Su Qiyu frowned, raised her eyes and asked, "How do you know my father's name and his family name?" After thinking for a moment in silence, she suddenly realized, her face darkened instantly, and she said: "Just now, you But you went to check on me?"

Without denying it, Yan Wenhao admitted openly: "I did check on you. The timing of your appearance was too coincidental, and it seemed that you deliberately found the fourth brother. It is only natural that you will be suspicious. Miss Su can forgive me."

Hearing this, Su Qiyu slowly loosened her eyebrows, and then suddenly laughed in a low voice. There was a hint of sneer and self-deprecating in her words, and she said softly: "It is true, it is reasonable for you to check me, But why did you ask about my father?" As she spoke, her gaze fell on Mu Ziling, with deep doubts and puzzlement in her eyes.

Without answering her directly, Mu Ziling just asked again: "Did you live in the south of the Yangtze River since you were a child, or did you migrate from other places later? When did your father become the master bookkeeper in Shibuyuan Mansion?"

After hearing the question, Su Qiyu's doubts deepened, "Do you know my father?"

"..."

Just looking at her, Mu Ziling still didn't answer her question.

Tilting his head, Su Qiyu looked at Mu Ziling seriously for a long time, seeing that he really didn't respond to his intentions, finally compromised, and took the lead in answering: "Five years ago, my mother was seriously ill, and my father went around asking for help. We found out that there is a famous doctor in Jiangnan who has superb medical skills and has the means to bring the dead back to life. In order to treat my mother, our family came to Jiangnan."

"It was also at that time, in order to raise enough money to see a doctor for my mother, my father agreed to go to the Shibuyuan Mansion to be the master bookkeeper, otherwise, my father would never step into the gate of the government in his life. He once told me , he hates officialdom the most."

After finishing speaking, Su Qiyu was quiet for a while, and then asked her the question again, and she said, "Now, you can tell me why you ask these questions, right?"

Looking at her quietly, Mu Ziling frowned and his eyes softened a lot. He was silent for a while, then slowly opened his mouth and said in a gentle voice: "If I'm not wrong, your father should It’s my uncle, and you, my cousin—”