Chapter 764 Tracing

Rumors like    are baseless and unfounded, but they can't find the source. The most difficult thing is that Qiao Mo has any good ideas, so he has to go back to Hou's mansion to discuss with Qiao Zhao.

  Qiao Zhao naturally got the news and was angry and embarrassed.

   It's just about arranging others, arranging her and the big brother, which is really annoying.

"Rumours will never happen for no reason. My eldest brother is conscientious in the Hanlin Academy. Although he has the opportunity to work in the cabinet, I think those colleagues will not resort to this kind of internal tactics. I think this matter is still coming to me nine times out of ten. Yes." Qiao Zhao analyzed.

   "Big sister thinks it was a woman?"

"It is said that my relationship with my eldest brother is unusual. For Tingquan, it will be humiliating at best, and it will not hurt the root cause, but for the eldest brother, it may be ruined. , But this method is too unreliable. So I deduce that the eldest brother is still affected by me 80%."

   "Big sister—"

  Qiao Zhao smiled: "Brother, don't worry, my reputation is not good, but if others abuse me casually, I can't make that person happy."

   Destroy her famous festival, what exactly is the picture?

   Do you dislike her being Mrs. Hou at such a young age, or did she have festivals before?

  Qiao Zhao thought about it carefully, and the people who had had a holiday with her before seemed to have almost died...

   This is not easy to handle. Could it be that someone is still jealous of her position as Mrs. Hou, and can't wait to let Tingquan leave her?

  If you say that the most easily hated time, it is undoubtedly the first day of the first lunar month when she entered the palace to greet her.

  Qiao Zhao has a good memory. After a brief recollection, he remembered all the ladies who were in the same hall at that time. He went into the study, picked up a pen and wrote a list, and called Chenguang.

   "Morning light, have you heard the rumors outside recently?"

   Chenguang scratched his head: "I heard. Madam, don't take those foul words to heart, it's not worth it."

   "No, I am very concerned about it." Qiao Zhao said with a smile.

   What a serious stigma to have fornication with others, to say that you don’t take it to heart is nothing more than powerless and self-deceiving.

   Morning light was stunned.

   Madam's reaction is wrong, you shouldn't say you don't care.

Qiao Zhao gave the list in his hand to Chenguang, "Although rumors are like duckweed, it's hard to find the source, it's just that no one wants to spend a lot of time. Since anything is spread, there is always a source. Fortunately, we are the most All that is missing is time.”

   "This is—" Chenguang glanced down at the list.

"This is the list of the wives of the various palaces who were in the same hall with me when I entered the palace to greet the congratulations on the first day of the first lunar month. The ones marked with a red pen need to be investigated first. Chenguang, I hope you will send more people to spread rumors. Find that person. Of course, if you really can't, then that's all, but you have to try first."

   If someone said today that she was having an affair with another man, tomorrow they might say that the child she gave birth to was not a champion. If you don’t find out that person, wouldn’t everyone be able to step on her.

Seeing Qiao Zhao speaking solemnly, Chenguang said solemnly: "Madam, don't worry, there are a few people in the general's subordinates hanging around in the teahouse and restaurant, and they specially recruited some thugs who have nothing to do, and they eat the food of inquiring about news. Now, just let them practice their hands."

   Qiao Zhao nodded.

   She didn't intend to expose the matter easily, of course, Shao Mingyuan had passed through with her before leaving Beijing, and there were such a group of people available.

   Within five days, Chenguang came to report: "Madam, it's been found out!"

"who is it?"

   "It's this one." Chenguang handed over the list and clicked on a person's name.

   Qiao Zhao glanced at it, not surprised but not surprised.

   Since the main point is to check the ladies at Chenguang, he naturally thinks that they are the most likely.

   Wang Shi, the wife of the Dali Temple Minister, what is her purpose for spreading rumors?

Although Wang's husband had some festivals with his uncle in the east house, which affected the communication between the women in the inner house, but she was a girl from the west house and she was already married. What could prevent Wang's family from being so vicious? words come?

  Qiao Zhao lowered his eyes slightly, tapped the red sandalwood desk with his fingers, and suddenly remembered something.

  Wang has asked her grandmother many times, wanting her to treat her little daughter-in-law for infertility, but she was rejected by her grandmother. Could it be that this is what happened today?

   But just refusing to see a doctor for her little daughter-in-law, is it worth being a third-rank official to do such a thing?

   Qiao Zhao pursed his lips.

   She didn't think that with Wang's status, she would do such a detrimental thing just to get out of her breath.

   ruined her reputation, what good is it for Wang?

  Qiao Zhao's thoughts turned a hundred times, and he suddenly understood when he looked at a bunch of cannas outside the window.

   When the husband is on an expedition, the wife spreads a joke about having an affair with others. If it is an ordinary husband and wife, what will be the consequences when the husband returns?

   A letter of divorce is probably still light.

   If she is divorced and returned to her mother's family, because of the behavior of the Li family who has always protected her, her life will be safe, but the reputation of the Li family and her situation will be worrying.

   By then, wouldn't the name of the dignified Mrs. Dali Siqing be particularly useful?

  Qiao Zhao walked to the window and felt a chill in his heart when he looked at the beautiful and unparalleled Canna.

  People do not kill themselves for their own sake, and she once again realized how appropriate this sentence is for some people.

   "Madam, I also found something very interesting in my humble office."

   "What's the matter?" Qiao Zhao turned around.

   "Don't our people keep staring at their house? The day before yesterday, when his youngest daughter-in-law returned to her parents' house, she overheard her crying and said that the man has been sleeping in the cubicle, where can there be a child—"

   Meeting Qiao Zhao's slightly surprised eyes, Chenguang scratched his head embarrassedly, and hurriedly explained, "Madam, we didn't mean to inquire about other people's house affairs, it wasn't an accidental overheard..."

   "This is the interesting thing you said?" Qiao Zhao really didn't see how interesting it was that the young couple couldn't get along.

  Cough, we have been sleeping in separate rooms, of course we can't get along.

   "Of course not this—" Chenguang suddenly stopped when he said this, and a suspicious blush crept into his fair face.

  Qiao Zhao's eyes flashed and he asked, "What?"

   "Ma'am, I'm afraid it will stain your ears."

  Qiao Zhao smiled: "The outsiders talk about me like that, I'm still alive and well, what can I say that I can't hear?"

   Chenguang hesitated for a while, and said with a heart: "His youngest son is a good man."

   "Good masculinity?"

"Yes, I just don't like women, only men. Our people followed his youngest son and bumped into him with a man. Hehe, he's still the one below him—" Chenguang covered his mouth, looking pitifully. With Qiao Zhao.

   He is really serious, madam, don't get me wrong!

  Man and man—

   Miss Qiao was completely shocked at this time, and the pictures on the booklet flashed in her mind.

   She was sure that there was no such thing in the brochure!

   Thanks to DLR for the peach blossom fan, Niuniu who loves to read, the sachet, the love ^^, the light cigarette, the peace symbol for traveling in fantasy, and the book friends who voted.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)