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Chapter 492 A good show comes on stage 1

Zhixing ran away. Although Song Yushan sent many people to chase him, it took time to find the person.

When Han saw that Song Yushan came, he controlled the situation and was very dissatisfied. However, Song Yushan held military power in his hand, and even the emperor wanted to give Song Yushan a little bit of shame, he did not dare to say much.

It was time to see that the news was heard, and Song Yushan said, "Xi'er and I haven't seen each other for a long time. The old lady shouldn't mind if I talk to her alone for a while."

It is not surprising that Song Yushan requested this way, even if it was dark.

The old lady hurriedly said, "That's natural, girl Xi, take the Marquis to Weilanju to sit for a while?"

Shen Qingxi quickly stood up and nodded, "Maternal ancestor, go to my yard for a while."

Song Yushan stood up and walked out with big strides. Shen Qingxi and the old lady nodded, and nodded to Shen Huai. Then he left. As soon as he left, Han's face turned very bad.

She came here specifically to help Sun Lingjun find a place. She had not been able to convict Shen Qingxi for most of the past half day. That's fine. Now that Song Yushan has returned, he not only has the initiative, but he is afraid that he will not be able to convict Shen Qingxi. But now that he has come, it's hard to return to the Duke's mansion in shame. Thinking of this, Han frowned tightly, "Since I have to wait, I will go back to the snow courtyard first, and there will always be a result today."

Of course, the old lady would not say much, so she smiled casually and ordered people to see off the guests.

As soon as he left Zhishuiju's yard, Han found something was wrong with Sun Lingjun. Sun Lingjun was sweating profusely and looked very nervous. Han frowned, "Daughter, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Lingjun hurriedly said, "Mother, An Dinghou is back, and he will definitely protect Shen Qingxi. What should we do?"

Han frowned slightly, and then shook his head, "I can't say what to do for the moment, but An Dinghou is loyal and upright, not that evil person. Even if he can't punish Shen Qingxi today, he will not do anything about us. Besides, Zhixing has not been brought back yet. When he takes it back, wouldn't it be best if Shen Qingxi's crime be punished?"

Sun Linjingxiao's heart suddenly jumped, and she suddenly felt a bad premonition.

Zhixing shouldn't have run away. When he ran, something good was immediately confused. Sun Lingjun was really angry and hoped that Zhixing would not be caught. Zhixing ran away and was suspected by everyone. If he was caught and said the wrong thing, it would be a disaster and she would be in trouble!

Sun Lingjun thought so, and the cold sweat in his palm couldn't help but increase. Han looked at Sun Lingjun like this and said helplessly, "What are you doing so nervously? Could it be that a calm waiter scared you like this?"

Sun Lingjun grinned. At this point, he could only hold on with his teeth!

In Weilan Curie, Song Yushan looked at the room roughly and nodded, "No, it seems that the Prime Minister's House treats you well."

Shen Qingxi was pouring tea for Song Yushan himself. When he heard this, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he couldn't help but think of his past life.

In her previous life, I still lived in Fuyunju. The yard was dilapidated and old. After living there, I tried to take care of it. However, it still looked like a courtyard of a servant. When my grandfather came to the prime minister's mansion to see her, she felt that her yard was not good at first sight. My grandfather originally wanted to argue with her grandmother, but was stopped by her. At that time, she had just returned home, so how could she dare to make any requests? Moreover, in her previous life, she misunderstood that it was her grandmother who killed her mother and was unwilling to ask for her grandmother at all.

When the grandfather came back, he felt that the prime minister's mansion was very good. Since then, he always brought things with him. Hu knew that he didn't say anything, but he went to his father's ear and said that the grandfather came to his house to slap his father's face. In this way, his father became more and more disliked his grandfather and became more cold to him. His father was originally a person who valued power, but later in order to protect Shen Qingrou, he even pushed himself to marry Chu Qi.

Shen Qingxi brought a cup of tea to Song Yushan and said, "Don't worry, grandma, grandmother treats me well."

Song Yushan just held the teacup in his hand, and frowned when he heard this, "What about your father?"

Shen Qingxi looked at Song Yushan with clear eyes, "My grandfather knows his father. Xier doesn't have much expectations for his father. He treats me well now."

Song Yushan was in no mood to drink tea, so he sighed with a sigh of relief, "Xi'er, it's also my grandfather who is sorry for you."

Shen Qingxi shook her head quickly, but Song Yushan said, "In recent years, Jingniang has been in contact with the Hou Mansion. I know that you have lived in Luozhou well, so I didn't ask too much about it. Your mother went there early that year, and I felt a little resentful towards the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even if I didn't take good care of you, it was all my fault."

Shen Qingxi felt sad, "How could it be the fault of his grandfather? If it weren't for his grandfather, Xi'er would still be in Luozhou now."

If it weren't for Shen Qingxi, Song Yushan would have been afraid that he would not have entered the Prime Minister's Mansion in his entire life. But now that he has returned, Song Yushan came to visit him as soon as possible. In his previous life, Shen Qingxi knew how his grandfather would protect him.

"Xi'er knows how good my grandfather is to Xi'er. Every New Year's Day, my grandfather has sent someone to send gifts to Luozhou. Xi'er remembers all these things in her heart. Thanks to you, Xi'er's life has been much better."

Song passed away, and Shen Qingxi's surname was Shen. Strictly speaking, Song Yushan could not interfere in Shen Qingxi's hands casually. If Han was as irrelevant as the severity, it would be unruly. Song Yushan was a proud person, so he naturally would not lose his etiquette casually. He did not interfere much on weekdays. Song Yushan would ask people to prepare a lot of food, clothing and silver to send it to him during the New Year. Over the years, the reason why Shen Qingxi has not suffered from illnesses of all kinds and small is that the little things given by Hu was not reliable because of Song Yushan.

Shen Qingxi didn't want Song Yushan to blame himself and hurriedly said, "Where are my cousin and aunt now?"

Song Yushan smiled slightly when he heard this, "Your cousin followed me to the northwest this time. He is still reorganizing the army outside the city and will not return to the city tomorrow. Your aunt was worshiping Buddha in Qianfoshan earlier. When she learned that we were back to Beijing, she also planned to return to Beijing for the New Year, and it will be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Song Yushan's wife passed away early, with only one son and one daughter. However, her son Song Boyong was weak and sick, and did not inherit his mantra. Four years ago, she died without treatment, and her daughter Song Fangze disappeared ten years ago.
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