They knew that Song Lao Er was determined to get his share of the silver.
Song Liyun scoffed inwardly, her brows furrowing slightly.
It seems that unless things are resolved amicably regarding this family property, Song Lao Er won't sign the severance agreement.
Song Liyun had already anticipated this outcome, but she was wondering where Song Lao Er had gotten such detailed information from.
However, with that meddlesome Young Master Lin around, it wouldn't be difficult for Second Brother Song to find out.
Money can be a powerful motivator; I need to be wary of Song Lao Er resorting to desperate measures.
Song Liyun's eyes flickered, and she secretly began to ponder.
That night, Song Liyun and her two siblings stayed in the county town and did not go back.
Song Lao Er was also staying at the inn. His desire for money made him restless and agitated.
I can't get entangled with these two siblings here.
Officer Jiang is going back to Songfeng County, and because of his "false accusation," he will have to go back to be punished.
Song Lao Er paced around the room. Xiao Gu was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open. Seeing that he wasn't sleeping and was making so much noise that she couldn't sleep either, she said impatiently, "If you want to die, go die somewhere else. I want to sleep, I'm so sleepy!"
"Die! I'm trapped!"
Song Lao Er's dazed mind suddenly opened up, and he suddenly remembered the package that the guard had given him.
At this time, Madam Gu had already fallen asleep.
Song Lao Er lit the oil lamp, then took out a small paper packet from his belt and slowly opened it.
It contains a pale green powder, unlike ordinary arsenic.
The guard said that if Song Liyun didn't agree to share the shop and workshop, he would find a way to get her to eat it.
This is a medicine that only makes people feel weak and powerless; it won't kill you, and even famous doctors can't detect it.
As long as Song Liyun and her brother are ill and unable to manage affairs, he, as their second uncle, can naturally take charge.
This medicine... Young Master Lin said it wouldn't kill anyone, but he didn't believe it. When the young master was carried out of the county government office today, his face was so contorted it looked like he was about to bite someone.
Old Master Song's hands trembled slightly. This could kill someone. He had never killed anyone before, not even his own nephew or niece.
Thinking of all that hard-earned money, Song Lao Er gritted his teeth: If the two brats are being naughty tomorrow, then let them sleep and I'll go help manage the shop.
Inside Tianxiang Tower, Song Liyun was also awake. Zhou Xiang had told her that Young Master Lin's guards had secretly given Song Lao Er some things.
Because they were far apart and the two only exchanged a few words, the person keeping watch didn't see clearly what happened.
What could it be?
A person who has lost their sense of shame will not act according to common sense.
I had to check what was being delivered first, so that I and my two brothers wouldn't be in danger without even realizing it.
As the night grew deeper and quieter, Qili County fell into stillness.
Song Liyun climbed over the wall of Tianxiang Tower and headed straight for the inn where Song Lizheng and the others were staying.
Having walked around the inn several times during the day, Song Liyun had already familiarized herself with its layout and pathways.
Bypassing the servants curled up asleep at the bottom of the stairs, Song Liyun successfully arrived at the room where Song Lao Er and his wife and Song Xiaobao were staying.
Listening to the snoring inside, Song Liyun took out the sleeping pills and sprayed them lightly through the crack in the door.
She didn't need to drug Song Lao Er; she just needed to sleep soundly.
A few minutes later, Song Liyun easily used a wire to pry open the inner latch and slipped inside.
On the table was an oil lamp that was about to burn out. Its light, no bigger than a grain of rice, flickered and was about to go out, illuminating only a foot of space.
The Song family was fast asleep, their clothes lying haphazardly beside the kang (a heated brick bed).
Song Liyun walked over and quickly searched the small package. Inside, besides some odds and ends, there were two white cloth strips that Xiao Gu had taken from Baolinju, and a hairpin that Yunniang had taken.
Song Liyun felt ashamed. She was also present when Madam Gu entered Baolin Residence, yet she had no idea when Madam Gu had stolen the items.
Finding nothing unusual in the bundle, Song Liyun's gaze fell on Song Lao Er's clothes.
She rummaged around inside and found a purse, from which she took out a small paper packet!
After a dozen or so breaths, Song Liyun left the room and returned the way she came.
It was already broad daylight when Song Lao Er's family woke up, feeling as if they had slept incredibly soundly.
When he saw Song Liyun, he was in an even better mood!
Song Liyun wanted to take him to the county government office to check how much property Song Zhenping owned.
This was also what he requested.
Yesterday, the brother and sister denied having that much money, so let's go to the county government to investigate.
Song Lao Er thought that with Young Master Lin around, those two ingrates wouldn't be able to hide no matter what they wanted to do.
At the Civil Affairs Department of the county government, there was still that same tired and impatient young clerk.
When Song Lao Er heard the clerk's words, his expression changed drastically.
The names of Song Liyun and Song Zhenping were not found in any of the shops in Suijin Town.
"Impossible, you're lying."
Everyone in Suijin Town knows the Song family owns ten shops. You're saying they don't have any? Not even one!
The young clerk yawned and glanced at him sideways: "The Song you mentioned is a military household, right? Military households are not allowed to buy or sell civilian homesteads."
Song Lao Er was furious: "They bought it under someone else's name! Look at other people's shops!"
The clerk's expression changed: "Are you playing me for a fool? Who gave you the authority to investigate other people's assets? What are you trying to do?"
Song Lao Er said anxiously, "Those are Song family shops, why can't we get them back? They've hidden them, they've changed the names! You need to investigate quickly!"
The clerk rang a bell nearby, and two constables ran over.
The clerk pointed at Song Lao Er and said, "Throw this troublemaker out!"
Song Lao Er panicked; if he were thrown out, he would have no money left.
He had lost all sense of shame. Before the constables could pull him up, he knelt down with a thud and began kowtowing to the men, crying out, "Please, this is my money! It's going to be stolen! I can't live anymore!"
The officials and yamen runners were all startled.
They had seen shrewish women cursing in the streets during their years in the county government, but they had never seen a man do this.
This was the first time they had ever seen Song Lao Er, a grown man, act so unruly and unreasonable, so they could only put the matter on hold for the time being.
Song Liyun and Song Zhenping waited silently to the side. The shops were registered under the names of Uncle Han and Lady Yun, so Song Lao Er not only couldn't get his hands on them, but he didn't even have the right to investigate.
It's clear that while he felt good about disregarding his reputation, the two of them were still incredibly embarrassed.
While crying, Song Lao Er was quickly calculating in his mind: ten shops, and houses that were still under construction, how could he lie through his teeth?
By the way, Young Master Lin said that the county government had an extraordinary relationship with Song Liyun; he must be lying to me.
"Find out the property deed for Baolin Residence!" Song Lao Er shouted at the clerk.
And that big house.
Unfinished shops may not have names, but inhabited houses always have names.
Moreover, that was the residence of a military household.
The clerk scoffed, "This is the last one I've found for you. If you dare to cause any more trouble, you'll be thrown out!"
It's really unsightly for a grown man to cry.
The clerk slowly and methodically flipped through the documents and actually found the property deed for Baolin Residence.
Song Lao Er was overjoyed and crawled out of the ground to reach for it: such a big house must be worth a lot of money.
But the clerk put away the land deed and just snorted coldly: "Don't make any moves. It may be Baolin Residence, but the owner is Ji Liancheng, not someone surnamed Song."
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