The news of Qian Duojin's death in Wenxing County soon spread to Qian Jubao.

Hurry to Wenxing County, there is no time to rest to the county government morgue.

Duan tianwu leads him into the morgue and looks at the corpse covered with white cloth. At that moment, Qian Jubao almost can't stand up, but he can't fall down. There are too many people who are eyeing the Qian family at this time. Once he falls down, the whole Qian family will be finished.

His shaking hands opened the cloth covering Qian Duojin's body. Qian Jubao was familiar with his face. He never thought that his bloody scolding at his son in Shunjing was the last face of his father and son.

He has said for a long time that Su Miaomiao has the support of King Jing's house behind him. He told him not to be so anxious, but his son just won't listen. Now he even takes his own life!

Although Qian Jubao's son is not striving for success, he should not end up like this. He is asked to send a man with white hair to a man with black hair. Now Qian's family has cut off the incense. How can he swallow this breath?

Qian Jubao endured his grief and said: "Mr. Duan, you are really joking. This man is really similar to Xiao'er. He is not my son Qian Duojin“

With the arrival of Qian Jubao, Duan tianwu thought a lot about the scene when Qian Jubao saw Qian Duojin's corpse. Unexpectedly, he denied that the corpse was Qian Duojin? This makes Duan tianwu a little confused.

"Master Qian, if you take a closer look, isn't this really your son?" Duan tianwu continued with doubts.

Qian Jubao's hatred was restrained. At this time, he had to take the overall situation into consideration. His son died, but he couldn't make the Qian family have no future. If the Nuo family property fell into the hands of others, how could he explain to the Qian family's ancestors a hundred years later? Now, in order to prevent others from coveting the Qian family property, he has to be ruthless, I don't recognize my son.

"Mr. Duan, this is really not my son. My son is doing business in Ningling now, and I received a letter from him last month." Although Qian Jubao wants to try his best to hide his sadness, he can't hide Duan tianwu's eyes.

If the news of Qian Duojin's death comes out at this time and the official salt management right falls into the hands of the Yue family, even with the support of the empress dowager, I'm afraid it's impossible to save the day. If Qian Jubao hides the news of Qian Duojin's death, maybe Qian's family will have a better chance in the future, If it really should be a non-toxic husband that sentence.

It's just that Duan tianwu and Qian Jubao both know it well, but no one wants to break the window paper.

"Since it's not Mr. Qian, I'm going to send someone to post the notice." Duan tianwu's words fall, deliberately pay attention to the look of Qian Jubao.

Qian Jubao's palm was tightly drilled into his fist, and his nails penetrated into his palm with a piercing pain: "thank you, Mr. Duan. It's just strange that this man is so similar to a child. This is also his fate with the Qian family. If Mr. Duan can't find the family who claimed the body, let me take him back and bury him, This is also the fate of our Qian family“

It's easy for Qian Jubao to say that, but Duan tianwu has long understood what's going on. He doesn't want to admit that the corpse is Qian Duojin, and he wants to take it away. Qian Jubao is really resourceful. He knows that no one else will come to claim the corpse, and it's useless to keep Qian Duojin's corpse. It's better to do this favor, Accompany Qian Jubao to finish the play?

"Master Qian is really kind-hearted. The notice of the government has been posted. I think this man should have no family. If master Qian wants to take him back for burial, I will thank Master Qian for him here." Duan tianwu did not name the words. Since Qian Jubao wanted to hide Qian Duojin's death, he must have his own plan.

”Mr. Duan, I'll send someone to take the body away“ Qian Jubao can't let go of his hatred. As for the people who hurt his son, he won't make them feel better.

On the one hand, Qian Jubao asked people to take Qian Duojin's body back from the government. On the other hand, he sent all the tan spies of the Qian family to find out the truth of the day. However, killing Guo ER and Guo San in prison still can't let go of his hatred. Since his son wants Su Miaomiao's life, he's a father, He will also let Su Miaomiao go down to the bottom of the yellow spring to accompany him.

Originally, Qian Jubao didn't want to attack Su Miaomiao so quickly for the sake of King Jing's residence, but she killed her son. No wonder Qian Jubao.

Although the relationship between Bai Ziyan and King Jing is not harmonious, the crown prince stands with him. Qian Jubao naturally knows to weigh the pros and cons. He can't deal with Su Miaomiao by his family. If he can persuade the Empress Dowager to get rid of Su Miaomiao, it would be better.

Three days later, Qian Jubao secretly sold off half of the Qian family's property and entered Shunjing again with valuable gifts.

Before meeting the empress dowager, Qian Jubao went to see Qu lianer.

Ramadan, Qu lian'er's residence.

Hot weather, Qu lian'er and some greedy cold, so that the imperial dining room prepared a lot of iced fruits.

Then the little servant girl, after carefully peeling the grape, carefully stuffed it into Qu lian'er's mouth. Qu lian'er's eyebrows wrinkled. The little servant girl immediately brought the plate and caught the grape that Qu lian'er spat out.

"Sour." Qu lian'er covers her teeth and angrily looks at the little servant girl.

The little servant girl immediately fell to her knees in fright.

The maid outside the door came to report that Qian Jubao had visited.

Qu lian'er sat up straight from the Luohan bed, waved to the little servant girl who knelt down, and motioned the servant girl who came in to inform her to bring Qian Jubao in.

As soon as Qian Jubao came in, he saw that the people in the lunar month's fast had been sent down by Qu lian'er. The hatred and grievance in his heart broke out completely, and he fell to his knees with a puff, and Qian Jubao burst into tears.

Seeing this, Qu lian'er got up from Luohan's bed and went to help Qian Jubao: "brother-in-law, what's the matter with you?"

Qian Jubao didn't intend to get up. He let Qu lian'er help him. He knelt down and kowtowed three times to Qu lian'er. Qian Jubao cried bitterly: "madam, your poor nephew has been killed now. You have to make decisions for my Qian family!"

Qian Duojin's death is like a bolt from the blue to Qu lianer. The Qian family is thin, and his elder sister is the only child under her knees.

"Brother in law, please get up quickly. Ah Jin is my nephew. As an aunt, I won't make him hurt. No matter who dares to hurt my nephew, I'll let him die“ Qu lian'er's words are red and her eyes are red to help Qian Jubao again.