Su Qingyu was suddenly shocked. She and Shen Zhao had been together for three years in her previous life, but she seemed to have never understood him.
In his previous life, Chen Zhao had taken Cheng Rujin's life for her, in a cruel way. In this life, he was willing to abandon Cheng Rujin and their child for her. In reality, he didn't love anyone, but was simply immersed in his own childhood obsession.
Although he seems affectionate, he is actually colder than anyone else.
Su Qingyu interrupted Shen Zhao and said, "The Third Master has just been laid to rest. Is it appropriate for Young Master Shen to say such things?"
No matter what Shen Zhao said, it couldn't change the old feud between them. She hadn't made a move on Shen Zhao yet, simply because she hadn't found the opportunity yet.
Hearing Su Qingyu using Shen Zhixiu to pressure him, Shen Zhao's eyes flashed with sinister intent, and he blurted out, "Third Uncle is already dead, do you want to be a widow for the rest of your life?"
Su Qingyu just thought it was ridiculous. Wasn't she a widow for three years in her previous life?
In such an occasion, it is not appropriate for her to talk too much with Shen Zhao, as the more she talks, the more mistakes she will make.
She looked at Aunt Hua and said, "Aunt, I'm leaving first."
She raised her foot to get into the car, but Shen Zhao frowned and reached out to grab her arm.
Shen Yue hurried forward and grabbed Shen Zhao, "Brother, don't do this. It's not good if people see it."
Shen Zhao said in a deep voice: "Get lost, you have no right to speak."
Seeing this, Aunt Hua stepped forward and said, "Master, the old lady is still waiting for your reply."
There was a clear warning in his tone.
Su Qingyu nodded at Nanny Hua, then smiled apologetically at Shen Yue, and the carriage slowly left the Shen family.
Gu Ruoyun learned about Cheng Ruijin's imprisonment the next afternoon. Cheng Ruijin secretly bribed a servant with silver and came to the Su family to report the news.
After knowing the whole story, Gu Ruoyun rushed directly to Bishui Pavilion and asked Su Qingyu for an explanation.
Su Qingyu simply said, "Fight back."
In less than a quarter of an hour, Gu Ruoyun returned to Shaohua Hall with a face full of resentment, limping as she walked.
After being beaten by Feicui, she did not dare to speak out. Just like Su Qingyu thought, she did not dare to let the old lady know about Cheng Ruijin's situation in the Shen family.
A few days later, Lin Sheng sent someone to deliver a letter saying that the 300,000 taels of silver had been exchanged for 250,000 dan of grain and stored in the warehouse.
Over the past few days, the Su family's grain store had barely sold a pound of grain. Business had plummeted for not just the Su family but grain stores across the capital. Zhou's grain store was crammed with people every day, with lines stretching two miles before it even opened.
Su Chengye and Gu Ruoyun seemed much happier during this period, as if they were already waiting for Su Qingyu's grain store to close.
On the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, when paying respects in the morning, the old lady mentioned Lin and asked Su Qingyu when she would bring Lin back to celebrate the New Year.
However, Su Qingyu refused without a second thought, saying that her mother had been vomiting badly these days and couldn't get out of bed.
Although the old lady was unhappy, she didn't say much when she thought of the grandson in Lin's belly.
These days, the Su family has returned to its former tranquility. When paying their respects, Su Yuankai and Su Yihui greet Su Qingyu as usual, as if the previous incident had never happened.
Coming out of Songhe Hall, Su Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. She had been struggling for a few days about where her mother would spend the New Year, but she finally decided to let her stay at the farm.
She had visited her mother several times a while ago. She was planting flowers on the farm and embroidering clothes for the children. She looked much more energetic and in a better mood than when she was in the Marquis' Mansion.
She will be busy after the New Year. She is afraid that she will not be able to take care of her mother. If it is like in her previous life, she will regret it to death.
In the following days, the capital city became lively, and each mansion was happily preparing for the New Year.
On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Er, whom Su Qingyu had always been thinking about, finally came back.
In fact, after Lin Er left, Su Qingyu felt a little regretful. Although Xuanfu was far from Shaanxi and Gansu provinces, it was still dangerous if they were targeted by refugees. Fortunately, Lin Er remembered her instructions and returned early.
In the study, Lin Er sat on a nanmu chair by the window, holding a cup of hot tea. He had just returned from Xuanfu and had hurried here without even changing his clothes.
Su Qingyu waited until Lin Er had caught his breath before asking, "Uncle Lin, how is it going? Did you find out anything?"
Lin Er's eyes flashed with excitement, and he said mysteriously, "Miss, the Fourth Young Master is really not the child of Concubine Mo Yu."
This result was within Su Qingyu's expectations. She didn't care about the result, she only cared about the evidence.
"Are there any witnesses?" Su Qingyu asked calmly.
Lin Erxin thought that the eldest daughter was worthy of being in charge of the family business. After hearing such a big thing, she was able to keep her emotions under control.
"Mo Yu died, but one of his personal maids had gone back to his hometown to discuss marriage, so he escaped. I brought her back and placed her in the Madam's dowry house in the east of the city."
"I also found a few servants who were acquaintances of the Marquis at the time. I wrote a statement and they all signed it."
Su Qingyu took the testimony and read it. She was very satisfied with the identity and statement of the witness.
She carefully put away the testimony and asked Lin Er to take good care of the witness, provide him with good food and drink, but not to let the man leave.
The chaos in Northern Zhili was only a few days away, and she didn't have time to attack Gu Ruoyun right now. The most important thing was that the Lin family escaped this catastrophe unscathed.
After Lin Er left, Su Qingyu sat alone behind the desk in a daze.
These days, she often dreams of the displaced victims in her previous life. They reach out their hands to her and beg her to give them a bowl of porridge.
She questioned herself countless times: if she had reported it to the court, could she have saved their lives? Had she done something wrong?
But she knew that no one would believe her if she reported this to the court. The court would not transfer more than five million people from Shaanxi and Gansu provinces just because of her words.
All she could do was to store as much food as possible, because a bowl of porridge might save her life.
"Miss, the rewards to each academy have been distributed." Zhenzhu came in and said.
Su Qingyu also came back to her senses, "I understand."
On New Year's Eve, Su Qingyu took care of the affairs at home and went directly to the farm to spend the New Year with Lin.
The Su family, on the other hand, had a most miserable New Year. With little money in the account and heavy New Year expenses, Su Chengye was so angry that he cursed Su Qingyu in the mansion.
But these were not within Su Qingyu's consideration. She just wanted to accompany her mother well.
Lin Wenbai did not return to Yunzhou Prefecture this year because of the grain issue, so he also went to Wenquan Manor.
The New Year's celebration for the three of them was quite lively and peaceful.
It was not until the third day of the New Year that the Lin family's steward went to the farm and knocked on the door early in the morning.
"Second Young Master, Miss Cousin, there was an urgent delivery of 800 miles to Beijing last night. There was an earthquake in Shaanxi and Gansu provinces."
"Early this morning, the price of grain in the capital has risen to three taels of silver per stone."
“Should we follow the increase?”
Before Lin Wenbai could speak, Su Qingyu spoke first, "The door is closed today. The Second Young Master and I need to discuss something."
The steward glanced at Lin Wenbai's expression and said, "Yes, cousin."
After the steward left, only Lin Wenbai and Su Qingyu were left in the flower hall.
Lin Wenbo asked anxiously, "Cousin, what should we do? Aren't we going to sell the 1.5 million dan of grain?"
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