All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

As soon as Chunjun's words fell, Shen Lingxi clearly saw that the expression on Xie's mother's face relaxed.

Shen Lingxi had some doubts in her heart.

This is wrong, very wrong.

Mama Xie just mentioned the second grandma's cousin who was in charge of the account at the bank, and the "cousin" died.

It's like it's arranged.

It's too coincidental.

Shen Lingxi looked at Chu Yan, "Let's go and have a look at the corpse in that accountant."

Seeing her solemn expression, Chu Yan guessed that there must be something tricky in it, and nodded in agreement.

*
On this side, Mrs. Zeng led the crowd and retreated from the courtyard of the embroidered clothes envoy, and ordered someone to carry a soft sedan chair, and asked her second son, Su Chengming, to personally send Xie Wanyan back to the Xiyue Pavilion, and ordered someone to invite her Doctor, treat Xie Wanyan.

Su Chengming was in his early twenties, handsome and fair-looking, tall and slender, with a heroic look in his brows, and looked very energetic.

He carried Xie Wanyan into the upper room, gently placed her on the bed, and pushed away the servants who followed behind.

"Do you really see clearly that Uncle Jiu pushed grandma down the rockery from behind?" Su Chengming poured a glass of water for Xie Wanyan, and handed it to her lips.

Xie Wanyan's eyes were red, she drank slowly, her tears fell like beads, her voice was soft and hoarse, "In front of so many people, I am a weak woman, how dare I lie, you and I are one, even you Don't you believe me?"

Seeing her crying again, Su Chengming hurriedly unscrewed the veil from the side.

"My husband is worried about you, why don't you believe me." He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Xie Wanyan's eyes, and said hesitantly, "It's just that although Uncle Nine is dissolute by nature, he has been very close to the emperor since he was a child. Now you stand up Testify against him, if it is really him who did the matter, then that’s all. If the evidence found by the embroiderer is not enough to convince the public, I’m afraid..."

Xie Wanyan frowned, "The account books in the house are all signed and pledged by himself, and the accounts on the tiger skin money of Wanjulou are also clearly in his name."

"Even if the embroiderer finds out the bank account, it is Su Xian's seal to withdraw the silver. In addition, as an eyewitness, I have all the witnesses and material evidence. If I still can't convince the public, it means that the embroiderer is deliberately partial. Do you still want to say that I falsely accused him?"

At the end of Xie Wanyan's speech, she couldn't hide her excitement, her delicate face was slightly flushed, and her watery eyes looked at Su Chengming with a bit of grievance.

"That's what I asked, and I'm making you anxious." Su Chengming smiled sarcastically, and coaxed softly, "You are from the Xie family, and you are cousins ​​with His Highness the Emperor Taisun. No matter what, he will not make things difficult for you."

Xie Wanyan sat up, stretched out her hand to hold her husband's hand, and said tearfully: "Anyway, Erlang, you just need to remember that everything I did was for you. When this case is over and my aunt is going to be buried, you can take me to see you." Tongwuguan. I don't want to stay in the capital anymore, I don't want to stay for a moment, I just want to be with you..."

"I'm going to guard the gate, not to play, how can I bring my family..." Su Chengming looked embarrassed, seeing that she was about to cry again, he quickly changed his tone, "Even if I want to take you, father and mother's place..."

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own way to get their elders to agree." Xie Wanyan wiped away her tears and said firmly.

Su Chengming's eyes flickered, "Okay, okay, I listen to you. Our family has the final say."

Hearing what he said, Xie Wanyan laughed through her tears, nestling in his arms like a bird.

*
At the same time, Mrs. Zeng also brought her eldest son Su Chengye and eldest daughter-in-law Zheng Yurong back to the mourning hall, knelt in front of the coffin, and stood guard for the ancestors.

Su Chengye is 26 years old. He leads the army in drills all year round. His skin is tanned. His facial features resemble his father's, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.His stature is about the same height as Su Xian's, and he does things in a strict manner, but he is somewhat similar to Su Xian.

While there was no one around, Su Chengye asked in a low voice, "Mother, did the second sister-in-law really see the murderer? Uncle Jiu has always regarded money as something outside of him, how could he kill grandma because of this kind of thing... My son always feels that this matter Something strange."

Madam Zeng's eyes were downcast, she was kneeling straight on the mat, she didn't even move her eyes when she heard the words, "The second daughter-in-law comes from a famous family and knows the rules best, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, how could she talk nonsense in front of others."

She sighed softly and instructed gently, "This matter has nothing to do with our eldest family. No matter whether your uncle was wronged for real or not, we will have our own embroiderer to verify it. We can't talk about it. We just concentrate on handling your grandmother's funeral." .”

Su Chengye frowned deeply, his face full of disapproval.

"Father and Uncle Ninth are the same mother and siblings, and we have never separated. We both prosper and lose, so how can we easily stay out of it."

Grandma Zheng Yurong stretched out her hand, tugged on his sleeve, and reminded, "My husband has been stationed at Tongwuguan all year round, and rarely returns to the mansion. He knows very little about the affairs of the mansion. This matter is ultimately between the old ancestor and the ninth uncle." The grievances, the second sister-in-law has already got involved, if we continue to meddle in our own business, we may be self-defeating and burn ourselves..."

"Right and wrong, you have your own judgment, how can you use words like 'self-defeating' and 'burning yourself' to judge." The more Su Chengye thought about it, the more wrong he got, stood up, pulled back his sleeves, and walked out of the mourning hall, "I'm going Looking for my father, no matter what, I can't let Uncle Jiu suffer unjustly."

"Husband...husband..." Zheng couldn't hide the anxious look on his face.

Mrs. Zeng looked up at the back of her son who was leaving in a hurry, sighed and shook her head, then lowered her eyes again, "Forget it, he has a temperament that can't be pulled back by nine cows. If you don't listen to persuasion, let him go."

Zheng looked at her mother-in-law with a complicated expression, but finally dared not say more, and responded in a low voice.

*
Shen Lingxi gave Su Xian a human skin mask, and asked him to pretend to be an embroiderer, and together with her and Chu Yan, left Wu'anbo mansion.

The souls of the ancestors and Mama Xie also left with them.

After they left, the Embroidery Envoy called for an autopsy, and then released the news of Xie's mother's sudden death.

At the same time, she also kindly helped Lianqiao, who was crying so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, and sent the body of Xie's mother back to Xihua Hutong, which is located on the west side of Wu'anbo Mansion, where people from the Bo mansion live together.

Xie's mother's house is in the house at the end of the alley.

Mother Xie's husband's family name is Cheng, the man died early, and his only son, Cheng Shi, stayed at the border with Wu Anbo all year round, taking care of trivial matters in the general's residence at the border.

Lianqiao's own mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to Lianqiao.

There are only two grandparents in the family.

Xie's mother is an old man who served by the ancestor's side. She has worked hard in the mansion and earned a lot of face.

The Embroidery Envoy sent her body home, and each house in the uncle's house got the news, and sent people one after another to come to Cheng's house to take care of Xie's mother's funeral.

Lian Qiao cried heart-rendingly, and in full view of everyone, she fainted from crying and was carried into the inner room.

After a while, a woman with smooth hair and a white velvet flower on her sideburns came in from the outside with a middle-aged doctor...