Chapter 13 Saving Qingmo's Crisis Next Update

Qin Si put the words away, and Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Actually, it's easy. As long as you make the magistrate feel that Qingmo is not guilty, but also has credit."

"The credit?" How could the old woman not hear the benefits? She got closer and listened attentively.

"Yes, Qingmo was injured, but Mr. Zhang is fine. This can do a lot of articles." Qin Si paused slightly and took out the stone he picked up from his sleeve: "Mom, you see, this was found in Sister Qingmo's room, and I also found a hole in the window. It happens to be the size of this stone..."

"This..." The old pimp pondered for a while before she understood what Qin Si meant.

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, we can say that Sister Qingmo was injured to protect Mr. Zhang. And Mr. Zhang fainted, which was clearly the hand of the assassin's accomplice. This has nothing to do with our spring flowers and autumn moon buildings. Moreover, he still sold a big favor from the magistrate. From now on, the most prosperous brothel in Suzhou will be here. Qin Si's words lit up the eyes of the old man. According to her, the spring flowers and autumn moon buildings were saved from danger.

The oldam was overjoyed and reached out to hold Qin Si, and her eyes were full of appreciation: "Oh, good daughter, this is really good."

The two were happy, and the old woman frowned again. Qin Si was her dependent on this matter. She took Qin Si's hand and said, "However, if Mr. Zhang is all right, what if the magistrate does not send someone?"

This idea is very risky, but it also brings a lot of benefits. As soon as the old woman opened her appetite, there was no reason to take it back. Now even if the magistrate does not trouble Qingmo, she still wants to take the opportunity to get on the relationship.

Qin Si secretly thought about the greed of the old pimp. It was not enough to avoid the disaster, but he even wanted to take advantage of it.

"Mom, don't panic, haven't you just come back now? Then you can send someone to tell the magistrate that Sister Qingmo is awake, but there is an inside story about Mr. Zhang. The magistrate must be more anxious than us, and Sister Qingmo is now seriously injured, which is the best evidence.

The old pimp listened, and the flowers in her heart were blooming one by one. She looked up and laughed, and called the little man to go to the magistrate to "talk" in person. Qin Si stopped her: "Mom, don't forget that Sister Qingmo is still hurt. If you go with a smile, it's not appropriate..."

Hearing the words, the old pimp realized her gaffe. After all, the people who came out of the wind and moon field soon burst into tears.

Looking at the distant figure of the old man, Qin Si stroked his forehead and finally settled a matter of concern.

And the magistrate did not let her down, and quickly sent someone to verify what the pimp said and took away the stone. After Zhang Haoran woke up, he knew that Qingmo had saved him and came with gratitude and pity. He came to see her in person for several days and sent many tonics.

Qin Si naturally avoided Zhang Haoran. Although he woke up and didn't remember anything, he could not guarantee anything wrong.

Two flowers bloom, each with its own fact. Although Qin Si solved the trouble for Qingmo, it caused more trouble. Who is the governor of Suzhou? How could his only son pass easily when he was assassinated?

Suzhou City is full of government officials who are visited secretly. Several days have passed, but there is no trace. In the magistrate's mansion, Zhang Zheng roared and scolded the servant who returned the news, and the strong ups and downs in his chest showed the unhungency.

An assassin can't catch a figure. This only shows that it is not ordinary people who do it. Zhang Zheng thought about it and picked up the stone and looked at it: It can be seen that he can break the window with the stone and seriously injure the woman. A vague idea beat in Zhang Zheng's heart. Could it be that it was the people in the capital who did it?

He worked for the prince. Is it possible that the third prince killed his son?

This suspicion expanded in his heart, and he shouted, "Come on."

The waiting confidant outside the door bowed in and came in: "Your Excellency."

"Go and check if there is any movement in the capital recently." Zhang Zheng's voice was very low, and the chill suddenly appeared in his eyes. If the third prince really does it, the prince will at least remember this loyalty, which is blessed by misfortune.

Zhang Zheng will be so suspicious, and naturally others will think so...

In a high courtyard in Suzhou, a man sprinkled the fish food in his hand into the water. The fish in the water jumped and came forward one after another. The splash of water from the fish tail wet the dark lines on the hem of the clothes. The man smiled coldly, with a cold and piercing cold on his evil face.

Seeing his smile, the people standing aside couldn't help shivering.

"I didn't find the woman who went to Yunxiangzhuang to find Qin Chaoding, and now there is more of this. Looking at Suzhou, it's not peaceful... By the way, how is Zhang Zheng's bastard son now?

The general manager waved his hand and stepped forward and said, "Master, Zhang Haoran is fine now. He is still going to visit the singer who saved him every day."

The man turned around, and the smile on his face was full of contempt: "Gingji? I don't believe that the real killer will kill him.

The man who spoke was Qi Zhongwen, the sixth prince of the current dynasty, who was an illegitimate woman and was not valued in the palace. But he and Qi Zhongtian suffered the same, but the relationship between them was extremely deep.

In the early years, he left the capital in the name of visiting mountains and rivers. In order to avoid the prince's eyes and ears, he quietly designed a cruise ship to have an accident. The golden cicada escaped and hid among the people, just to secretly help Qi Zhongtian achieve success.

"What the master said, what should we do now?" The general manager asked with his hand.

Qi Zhongwen put down his robe and sat down on the long bar: "Go and get ready. Tonight, I'll go to see the brothel singer."

"Master, why did you go to that dirty place?" The general manager frowned slightly and showed his disrepation of the brothel.

"The third brother has always acted neatly, and I don't know what his intention is this time. I have to see what happened."

Qi Zhongwen said, getting up and walking far away, and the manager had no choice but to keep up.

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The spring flowers and autumn moon building have been full of guests recently. The old pimp's heart was happy and twisted her waist at will, and the silver in her waist bag trembled with a trembling.

The pimp looked at the guests full of guests, with golden light in her eyes, as if they were all squatting golden ingots. A servant beside him passed by with something in his hand. The old daughter grabbed it and asked, "What is this?"

The little man replied with a smile, "The Qinger girl has accumulated food today. This is a little white porridge, and the villain will send it to you."

When the old pimp heard that it was what Qin Si wanted, she happily patted the little man on the shoulder and turned away.

Just as the old lady was about to walk in, a girl behind her came forward gasping: "Mom, mom, come on, come on, Wen Dagui is here."

With a pause, she was slightly stunned to remember who this nobleman was.

"Oh, come on, go and ask the girls to meet them." The old lady's heart is pounding. This nobleman is the richest man in Suzhou and is involved in all kinds of business. I heard that Wenjia's business is available all over the country, which can be said to be extremely rich. He is handsome, and the ladies in Suzhou don't know how many of them are secretly. But he never stepped into the brothel, and the sun came out in the west today.