Chapter 44 Who is Song Spoke? Tian A Niu also

All the dust was settled, and the maids of Lvqingyuan knew about Cherry's Jin and others on that day, so naturally there was no way to talk about it.

Bingjing asked the cherry born in May, so he gave her a brand-new name: "The former poet said, 'After the new rain in the South Garden yesterday, the cherry blossoms bloomed in the old Kezhi' cherry blossoms in the middle of spring, and the fruit is ripe in the grain rain. When there are no flowers and fruits in May, only Ke Zhi is waiting for the next spring. Since you were born in summer, you will be called Xia Ke in the future."

Xia Ke, a first-class maid, attracted the envy of many people.

The wind turned around, and the maids who used to be surrounded by Dongyu coincidentally pointed their enthusiastic smiling faces at Xia Ke, looking at this freshly released first-class maid who could say a few words for themselves in front of the fifth lady. Xia Ke was still the same as before, not surprised by the favor and humiliation, and returned with an indifferent smile.

Of course, Dongyu was very disappointed, but he still forced his face to be happy and congratulated Xia Ke.

However, when people were unprepared, he went to Yuanying Hall, avoided others with Mother Song, and complained a lot.

"Grandma, if you change someone else, it's okay. Why is it that bitch? Many maids in the yard heard about her platoon to me that day, and they all knew that I didn't like her. Now she has pressed me, and I'm afraid that she will look down on me more in the future. Grandma, didn't you say that the Duke's wife will definitely wait for Jin? Give me a chance?" The more he said, the more aggrieved he became, and the corners of his eyes became wet. The winter rain fell in Mother Song's arms and was disheartened for a moment.

Mother Song is also regretful: "This time I think I'm wrong. If I had seen that Xia Yun is a bucket of mud, I shouldn't have allowed you to carry out that flawed trick. The Duke's wife also wanted you to wait, but Wu Niang was focused on letting that little hoof... Don't be too serious with her. Isn't she just a first-class maid? What a wave? Those slaves are just people who are holding high and stepping on low. Their eyelids are very shallow. Cherry is in the limelight at this time. Naturally, they will naturally please her. Even so, with me in the house for a day, who dares to beat you?

"But I can't stand her appearance of pretending to be high, as if she had ascended to the sky. The Chunmu and Qiushuang sisters were already a little defensive against me, and now they have become a group with her. Wu Niang has given her a new name at this time, and she will be called Xia Ke in the future. I have to live in second class under this name, no matter how I think about it. A satire." Thinking of those maids who used to be enthusiastic about her, today's meaningful and sympathetic eyes, Dongyu only felt a pain in his chest.

After all, she is still a child, and it's too unworthless to have these idleness. Mother Song shook her head helplessly and stroked her granddaughter's hair: "I looked coldly that Wu Niang just likes the temperament of that bitch. She is not as good as spring and evening and autumn frost. It's just a momentary limelight. If she dictates on you, it's great to contradict Go back, but be careful. Don't let her hold your handle. As long as you stand up, you don't need to be afraid.

Seeing that Dongyu was still playing a petty nature and buried her face in her knees to act coquettishly, Mother Song comforted him again: "Today, when I heard Wu Niang's meaning, I also wanted to be close to you, and she also said that I would let you take care of the matter of the calligraphy in the study. In this way, not to mention that, there are often the opportunity to serve closely. Isn't you better than That humble maidservant can't please Wu Niang?

As soon as Dongyu heard this, the sulk in his chest was relieved. He sat up straight and rubbed the corners of his eyes: "Wu Niang really said so?"

"Grandmother will still coax you. She still praises you for being satisfiant in front of her, but you have only recently gone to her, which makes Xia Ke take advantage of it. The fifth woman is sparse-looking. It seems that she is also a straightforward person. If you have a plan in your heart, don't fight with Xia Ke in front of others. But you don't have to show weakness to her. When Mother Song saw that her granddaughter was aggrieved and calm, she looked serious again: "If there is anything, just tell me and let me plan for you. Don't be impatient again."

Dongyu squeezed the corners of his mouth and was still a little unwilling, but under his grandmother's strict look, he nodded: "I hate that Chunmu escaped another disaster this time. Can't she be allowed to continue in Luqingyuan?"

Mother Song's face sank a little: "Well, for the sake of the overall situation, I have to allow her for a while. Fortunately, after all, she has also become a big one. After two years, she will wait for Wu Niang and Zhu. At that time, Chun Twilight should have promised others, which can't hinder you."

Two calculations failed twice. If it is aimed at Chunmu, the eldest princess will become more and more suspicious. If it is for such a trivial bitch to ruin a big event, isn't it not worth the loss? Therefore, although Mother Song is worried about the stumbling block of Chunmu, she has to let her cross the road first, and she still has to think carefully. First, except for Mother Yang's family.

According to Mama Song, although the Duke's wife did not say anything, she was still respectful to M mother Yang on the surface, but in her heart, she may not be able to really tolerate her fingering around her. She is just afraid of the eldest princess. If she does it herself, in addition to this hindrance for the lady... On the one hand, she will be more popular with the Duke's wife. On the other hand, the heart has also cleared the way for the winter rain, which is called the best of both sides.

While persuading her granddaughter, Mother Song also persuaded herself to endure for the time being and make a foolproof hunting net to trap the prey, but she never thought that when she was staring at others, she had long been exposed to the cold arrows of hunters.

In the evening, Mother Song returned to her private house. As soon as she heard that Lamei came forward to report that her daughter-in-law took her grandson to visit her mother in the suburbs of Zhuangzi. She also said that she would live in Zhuangzi for two days. Suddenly, she was not angry. Lamei looked at the owner's black-faced and impermanent face, and she trembled with fear. She stayed in the kitchen for a long time and did not dare to show up, okay? It's easy to prepare dinner, and there is no Chief Manager Song returning home. Mother Song is even more anxious.

The Lamei and Dujuan, who were waiting beside them, held their eyes and did not dare to be careless. They were afraid of being slightly negligent. They made a little noise and caused a beating. They were so frightened that the two maids were relieved until Song Shixu returned full of alcohol at the beginning.

Lamei saw Songfu enter the second room, and "squeaked" and closed the door. She couldn't help thinking about it. She quickly sent the cuckoo to the kitchen to boil water, and turned to the bottom of the wall window - in the Song family as a maidservant, it was no less than licking blood at the edge of the knife. She lived with fear for many years, which made Lamei practice. With two sensitive ears, the Song family is not as good as the real high-door family. With groups of servants, there are only two maids in the yard. Lamei is not worried about her behavior being discovered by others.

In the room, Mother Song was shocked!

"What did you say?"

"I didn't expect that after more than ten years, I would be recognized by the people in Lotus Town." Song spoke with a mouthful of cold water in his bowl, and then slightly calmed down the dryness in his throat stimulated by spirits: "For good, I didn't come out with the rest of the house today."

"Who the hell is that man?" Mother Song was so anxious that she couldn't help raising her voice.

"I can't recognize it. When he came up, he put his arms on my shoulder and called me Tian Aniu. I was so scared for a long time that he recognized the wrong person. He rolled my sleeve, pointed to the old wound on my elbow, talked about falling off the jujube tree when he was a child, and said that although he followed his family to the outer county when he was six years old. , he never saw me again, but today he recognized it at a glance. Unexpectedly, he didn't know about my 'young death' at all. At that time, I came out of Rongqingzhai for fear of attracting the attention of acquaintances. He thought that although he recognized me, he didn't know my current identity, so he simply pulled it to talk about the past.

When Mother Song heard this, she was so anxious that she almost jumped up from the kang: "So you admit it?"

"I'm also afraid of leaving any future problems, and I want to see what he has." Songfu poured another bowl of cold water and burped heavily: "Don't worry, mother. Although he still remembers me, it's not a big problem."

"What is unimpeded? This is a big deal!" Mother Song slapped the case a few times, and her eyebrows couldn't help standing up.

Song spoke quickly explained, "I asked the man. It turned out that he was separated from the village from the Tian family and was also a tenant. He borrowed money from others more than ten years ago and lost all his money in the casino. He was afraid that the creditors would come to the door and took his family to other counties to join his relatives. He had left Kyoto for nearly 20 years. No wonder he didn't know what happened later... ...He said that he was born with different gifts and had unforesoughtable skills, so he still remembers me... This man's surname is Geng. Later, he went to Chuzhou with his family and attached himself to a merchant as a slave. This time, it was originally the eldest daughter of the merchant who got married. With the wedding, she had to go back to Chuzhou for only two days. I asked his eldest daughter. It turned out that she was The young owner of the welcome building in Dongshi.

Mother Song was slightly relieved: "Are you sure he is telling the truth?"

"Of course, after drinking with him, I specially asked someone to go to the reception building to inquire. Sure enough, their young owner married a bride at the beginning of the month. It was the daughter of a merchant in Chuzhou, and this guy surnamed Geng, who was indeed the bride's domestic slave. After getting married, they had to go back to Chuzhou." Seeing that the adoptive mother was no longer as nervous as before, Song spoke slapped and wiped the hot sweat of his neck: "I casually said that I had changed my master's house, and I didn't rent a farm in Lotus Town for a long time, and he didn't ask."

"Although this is the case, you have to be careful these two days. Pay attention to whether the man surnamed Geng has really left Jinyang." Mother Song pondered for a long time. Although she felt that this matter was very sudden - after her adopted son had died for more than ten years, she didn't expect that someone could recognize him at a glance in Kyoto. It was indeed incredible, but she really couldn't think of anything strange.

Although he knew that someone was spying on her and found the Lianhua Zhentian couple and Yinzhua, Yinzhua did not tell the truth to the person, and the man did not know the truth.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, Mother Song thought fortunately.

Naturally, she didn't know that in the palace of King Chu--

Huidu's face was solemn and walking vigorously. Taking advantage of the gentle paleness of the last touch of the sky, he brought the reply of the family slave surnamed Geng to Yu's ear. Later, Huidu, who had always been calm, couldn't help trembling with excitement, but saw that the prince still smiled elegantly. In front of the window with his hands, his eyes were deep, and he was not shocked at all. Different.

"My son, did you expect it?" Huidu couldn't help asking, but immediately looked down.

He is slow. If the son hadn't inferred earlier, he couldn't think of such a way to test it.

The family slave surnamed Geng, who is not the old friend of Songfu, but when Huidu asked the villagers to inquire about the details of the Tian family, he learned that Tian Aniu fell from the jujube tree and injured his arm when he was young. Chuzhou was the fief of the king of Chu. Although the emperor was loyal and did not want the king of Chu to seal it, there were also some forces in the local area. In fact, he is also a member of the King of Chu. Naturally, it is nothing to find a domestic slave to do this temptation.

"There is no doubt about the secret that led to the death of Yinpin." Yu Yu looked at the gradually dim sky. The thin clouds gathered and dispersed with the wind, slowly changed their posture, and gradually drifted away to the sky. A crescent moon was already in the bamboo shoots, revealing a shallow outline.

"But my subordinates still don't understand why Mother Song wanted to adopt the son of Tian and his wife, and also killed Yinpin for this?" The facts learned today are out of Huidu's acceptance range, which makes him finally unable to understand the key.

Yu Yu withdrew his eyes and looked at Hui Du: "The Tian couple had no children, but took their adopted son for Mother Song until he was seven years old."

Huidu was quite ashamed and couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead: "Yes, this can also explain why Mother Song took a lot of care of an ordinary tenant farmer in the past." However... According to his insuching, Mother Song has been accompanying the eldest princess day and night, and it is impossible to give birth to an illegitimate child. So what is the identity of this chief of Song himself? Is it worth Mother Song's risky and great wasteful twists and turns?

It seemed that he had seen through Hui Du's doubts. Yu Yu also looked down and thought about it. After a while, he wrote a book. Huidu looked closer and saw that he wrote the names of Song Shi and Song Ming's father and son.

"Instead of thinking about who Song Yi is, it is impossible to speculate why the Song family had to take in this adopted son. Her purpose is nothing more than to let Song Yi enter the Duke of Wei in a logical way." Yu Yu seemed to mutter to himself, his eyes were connected to the two names, and suddenly smiled, "Du, don't you think the names of the father and son have a deep meaning?"

Wearing iron armor, the majestic guard stared at the two names, but they still couldn't figure out what the meaning was.

Yu Yu held his hand and still looked at the sky from afar.

He felt that the clue in his mind seemed to be clearer and clearer.

This evening, Mother Song's mother and son talked brainlessly - at least Lamei thought so. She didn't understand the meaning at all, but on the second day, she taught Sanshun word for word, so another day, Sanshun went to the horse farm with full of doubts and told the beautiful scenery those words again. .

The beautiful scenery is naturally shocked!

That day, when she heard Ba Niang say that Yin Jian died at the hands of Mother Jiang, she suspected that the real murderer behind the scenes was Mother Song, but she couldn't figure out Mother Song's murderous motive, but with this...

Tian Aniu is actually Songfu, so Songfu is the brother who never met and died as early as the age of seven!

With this connection, the death of Yin Jian directly pointed to Mother Song.

This also further confirms the conjecture of Yijing. Mother Song is not aimed at herself alone. Her conspiracy is simply aimed at the whole government!

However, why is Mother Song like this, and who is Songfu?

Mother Song wants to adopt a son, which is very just right. Why did she let Yin Jian's parents raise Songfu until she was seven years old? And he also forged Songfu's identity and made him a slave in the government.

Yi Jing felt that every step closer, the truth retreated a foot into the fog, always a shadowy outline, which made her unable to see clearly.

Sanshun looked at the scenery and couldn't help asking whether Lamei's information was useful for a moment.

"Very good, let Lamei continue to pay attention to the Song family, but it can't be too risky. You have to be cautious." Yjing affirmed the role of Lamei and asked Sanshun, "What's the progress on the third prince?"

"The villain has heard that the Third Highness has a long follower, which is very useful. He is also thinking about 'to know' him these days." Sanshun said, "There is also the matter of Qianrao Pavilion and Du Yunian. The little one has already figured it out."

The efficiency is really high, and the scenery is a little excited. I quickly asked Sanshun to talk about it in detail.

Du Yuniang was originally the maid of the current crown princess's sister Zhen's fourth daughter.

The Zhen family is a typical family of the former dynasty. During the Eastern Ming Dynasty, there were two first assistants. There were many children in the clan who entered the government. Later, the emperor was incompetent. Most of the Zhen clan resigned. It was not until Dalong's founding and Gaozu became emperor that Zhen's handsome and became emperor, while the mother of the crown princess was born noble. It is said that when she was young, she was quite flamboyant and beautiful. I don't remember that in her previous life, this Mrs. Zhen was so high that she looked down the bridge of her nose.

The fourth sister of the Zhen family was the eldest sister-in-law in her previous life.

"Du Yuniang was originally Zhen Si Niang's personal maid, and it is said that she also served by her side. Three years ago, because she broke a plum bottle by mistake, it is said that Zhen Si Niang couldn't put it down and was sold to human teeth, so she fell into the dust." Sanshun's explanation is very concise.

Yijing was secretly shocked to hear it. In her previous life, she was quite close to the fourth mother of the Zhen family, and she also felt that she was the daughter of a family. She was talented, and she inherited the cheerfulness of Xun Gui's daughter in her bones. She was generous, not fabricated, and she was very close to her. Although the eldest brother got closer to the prince because he married her, and finally got involved in the assassination of the prince in the ninth year of Yuanqing, but Yejing did not complain about Zhen Si Niang.

Because Zhen Si Niang and her eldest brother were indeed in love with each other, the piano was singing together, and the eldest brother died, she was also in pain. She didn't get into the water and rice for a few days, and almost returned to the west. With the comfort of her family, Zhen Si Niang did not die with her husband.

But it's about Du Yuniang...

A maid who beat the little waiter was sold to the brothel because she destroyed something. Zhen Siniang was too cruel.

Yi Jing suddenly thought that in his previous life, not long after Zhen's door, the two big maids serving by his eldest brother made inexplicably made a mistake and were sent to Zhuangzi from afar.

It seems that people also have a discussion that the wife of the son is not easy to get with.

Isn't Zhen Siniang the same from the outside?

"The villain also inquired that Du Yuniang was originally the son of the Zhen family, and my mother and two younger siblings are still slaves of the Zhen family." Sanshun said again.

Even Xia Ke was a little surprised: "If you change to other families, children generally make mistakes. As long as they are not unforgivable, most of them are just relegated or have no use to punish Zhuangzi and match a small soldier. How can the Zhen family be so desperate? Isn't they just hitting a bottle by mistake and separating people's bones and flesh?"

Sanshun glanced at his sister and lowered his eyes and said, "The villain also thought there was something hidden in the middle, but unfortunately he couldn't find out. He knew that since Du Yuniang was sold to the brothel, her mother was also involved and was punished to farm in Zhuangzi. A younger brother raised horses in the house, and his sister still stayed with Zhen Siniang, but It's just a rough maid."

Unexpectedly, there is no day for the whole family to turn around.

Yijing shook her head and didn't want to do anything else for the time being. She just said to Sanshun, "To tell you the truth, Du Yuniang is now included in the Jianghu gang, and in order to help Lamei not be harsh, although I have a plan, I suffer from a lack of actors." Then he explained his mental calculation to the Sanshun brother and sister: "I want to persuade Du Yuniang to borrow the power in her hand to get things done."

After listening to the beautiful scenery, Sanshun was suddenly excited: "Don't worry, I can find this person."

"No, after all, they want to make people suffer from some prison. Besides, in order not to make Mother Song suspicious, we can't come forward. These gangs have their own means to act more safely than us."

"Well, Wu Niang means..."

"You go to see Du Yuniang first and say that I want to make a deal with her, at least let her family suffer if she is not at Zhen's house." Yijing made up her mind: "You tell her that I am the little man of the Duke of Wei, and I have had a relationship with her."

Dong Sanshun was immediately ordered to go to Qianrao Pavilion on the same day, but this time, it was not smooth. In the evening of that day, Xia Ke got a reply and told Wu Niang: "My brother met Du Yuniang, but she said that she wanted to have an interview with Wu Niang in person, and the time was set for three days later. No waiting."

This requirement is very harsh for the scenery. Xu Shi has been updated, and Xuzheng is almost curfew. Although Yihong Street, where Qianrao Pavilion is located, is not within the scope of curfew, it is impossible to return that night as soon as the scenery goes, and regardless of the problem of not returning to the night, let's talk about how a boudoir woman appear after nightfall. In the brothel?

But the scenery is unwilling to give up such an opportunity to win the assistance of the Five Righteous League.

She was deeply depressed.