Song Qingshu looked back and saw an elegant old man coming in from the outside. Although his hair was white, he could still see how romantic he was when he was young.

"No wonder we have such a beautiful daughter." Song Qingshu secretly sighs that the genes of the Li family are really good. Li Qiushui, Li Qingluo, and Wang YuYan's grandparents and grandchildren are all the most gorgeous beauties. Li Canghai and Xiao Longnu are even more beautiful and refined. Now even their younger brothers are so beautiful. I really don't know how their ancestors were against heaven.

"Dad ~" Li Wan's face was a little more smiling than usual.

The refined old man nodded, and then put his eyes on Song Qingshu.

"Mr. Song met Mr. Li." Although he had never met before, it didn't prevent song Qingshu from guessing his identity. Naturally, this elegant old man is Li Shouzhong, who is now the sacrificial wine of Guozijian.

"Mr. Song is very polite. Please sit down ~" Li Shouzhong took song Qingshu to his seat again. After a while of greeting, he asked, "what's the matter with you today?"

Last night, there was so much trouble in the palace that Li Shouzhong was also at the scene. He witnessed this man's miracle with his own eyes. He was also shocked beyond measure. Now the other party actually came to visit him in person. How can he not be curious?

"Song Gongzi came here this time..." Li Wan suddenly opened his mouth, and his soft voice explained for song Qingshu.

Li Shouzhong was very surprised to know that his daughter had never heard of anything outside the window since she was widowed. Now she can help a strange man to talk. It's incredible.

"Isn't..." Li Shouzhong looked at the man in front of him. He had a dazzling temperament. He was a man, and he was gorgeous, let alone a woman.

At the thought of this, Li Shouzhong frowned. He was born in a scholarly family, and he was also the son of the state. He paid most attention to the reputation of his family. When Jia Zhu died, he also expressed for the first time that his daughter was born a member of the Jia family and died a ghost of the Jia family. He would never remarry. Now I find that my daughter is very abnormal, and I don't like it subconsciously.

But he did not say a word. After listening to what his daughter said, he said to song Qingshu, "Mr. Song, the emperor has handed this case to the third division for joint trial. The third division will handle it impartially. Don't worry about it."

Song Qingshu's heart was thumped and thumped. He was not the kind of stupid ordinary people. How could he not know that there were all the ministers standing behind the three divisions, and the final decision was just the result of the game of interests, and how could he really handle it impartially? Li Shouzhong, as the Imperial College's sacrificial wine maker, can't help but understand the trick. However, he still uses such a formula to perfunctorize himself, which is obviously a euphemistic refusal.

Song Qingshu pointed his finger to the table and looked at him with a smile on his face. Until Li Shouzhong's expression became more and more unnatural, he just said, "as far as I know, Mrs Yue seems to be the sister of Lord Li?"

"Yes," Li Shouzhong knew that the man in front of him was a helpless figure who let the emperor eat his wounds and made the left and right sides furious. It would be unwise to offend him. He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I might as well tell you something. Although Mrs. Yue is a member of the Li family, no matter how right or wrong she was, General Yue and she are dead, And in that year's case, we got... "

Li Shouzhong paused and pointed to the sky quietly: "with the consent of that man, I can't put the whole family at risk for the sake of two dead people. I hope you understand."

If he had not witnessed the miracle of song Qingshu's flying to the sky to attract rain yesterday, he would never have said it so clearly. After all, yesterday was too shocking for him. He could not see through the young man in front of him. Moreover, he had passed the age of knowing the destiny, so he naturally understood how important it was to form a good relationship.

"Sure enough, I know the current affairs," Song Qing sneered in writing. "I'm afraid there's another reason that Mr. Li didn't say. Your Li family is close to Mr. Jia now. If you try your best to bring down Wan Zao and Zhang Jun, it's completely cheap for Mr. Han Jiefu. Of course, it's not what you want to see."

Li Shouzhong's face suddenly turned red. As the Imperial College's wine worshipper, he was not high in official position, but his status was aloof. Anyone who met him was as polite as song Qingshu.

If ordinary people ridicule themselves in this way, he will have a fit long ago. But this man is song Qingshu, who calls the wind and the rain. Even Wan Qie and Zhang Jun are embarrassed by him. Li Shouzhong doesn't think he is more powerful than those two.

He didn't dare to respond, but Li Wan couldn't sit still. Seeing song Qingshu ridicule her father like this, she couldn't help standing up and scolding: "Mr. Song, why should we treat you with courtesy so aggressively? My husband is Jia family, and my father is just thinking about me. If you have any dissatisfaction, just come to me, Don't embarrass my father

Song Qingshu looks at her in surprise. She has to admire the woman with a heart of orchid. Knowing that her father is inconvenient to say anything, she takes everything on her own. After all, she is a woman and a widow. No matter how strong she is, she can't attack her.

"Every woman in the Grand View Garden really has a heart of seven tricks." Song Qingshu sighed that before, in his eyes, Li Wan was just a widowed young woman who didn't care about anything. Now he realized that she was also a woman with great skill.

Song Qingshu looked at the woman in front of him. Her waist was soft and she stood there timidly, as if she was about to fall down when the wind blew. Although she was angry, her eyes were looking forward, and her cheeks were dizzy. On the contrary, she was more charming than her ordinary appearance.

Song Qingshu's heart moved: "I finally remember who she looks like..."

"Mr. Song, it's not easy for the little girl to go back to her mother's home to visit her relatives this time. I want to take her to her mother's grave to worship..." Li Shouzhong suddenly said. Although he didn't say it clearly, the meaning of chasing guests was obvious.

Song Qingshu said with a smile, "I'll leave now."

Li Shouzhong hastened to salute: "if there is any improper reception, I hope you will forgive me."

Song Qingshu smiles and turns to walk out. Li Wan looks at his back as he leaves. The look in his eyes gradually fades away, and his heart is as withered as usual.

Seeing that he came to the door, song Qingshu suddenly stopped: "Mr. Li, just heard Miss Li mention that she had a big sister who was lost when she was very young?"

"Yes," Li Shouzhong sighed and couldn't help staring at his daughter, thinking how she revealed so many things at this moment. "I don't know why the young master suddenly mentioned it."

Song Qingshu replied, "Lord Li should know my position in the world. I'm afraid there are few people in the world that I can't find."

"You mean..." Li Shouzhong's face was excited. The loss of his eldest daughter had always been a knot in his heart. His wife was also worried about it. After giving birth to two more daughters, he passed away soon. If he could find his lost daughter, he would have no regrets in his life.