Su Qingyu stopped them, "Wait, don't go there. Just wrap it up with a straw mat and bury it at the foot of the West Mountain."
Su Zhong was stunned, then said in embarrassment: "Miss, this is not possible. The Marquis gave the order himself. If I don't do it, the Marquis will blame me."
"The Marquis said this concerns the reputation of the Marquisate."
Su Qingyu sneered, "Face? Does the Marquis' Mansion still have any face now? I won't make things difficult for you. I'll go and tell my father right away. Just wait here. Even if you go to the accounting office, you won't be able to withdraw a single ounce of silver."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked into Songhe Hall.
Su Zhong didn't dare to move and could only wait outside for news. What to do with the funeral was up to the masters to decide.
When Su Qingyu went in, the old lady was talking to Su Chengye.
"The person is already dead, and we must give him the respect he deserves. This is also to give respect to the Marquis' Mansion."
Su Chengye said "yes" and said nothing more.
The old lady continued, "No matter what is spread outside, as long as we don't admit it, it's just a rumor. If we organize a good funeral, this matter will be over."
"In my opinion, this funeral should not only not be simple, but should be grand."
Yesterday, Su Chengye's catching of an adulterer had spread like wildfire throughout the capital. Now that Gu Ruoyun and her child were dead, even a fool could guess what had happened.
The old lady was currently thinking about how to maintain the dignity of the Su family.
Su Qingyu signaled Feicui to lift the curtain, and she walked in with a cold brow.
He said coldly, "I don't agree."
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