Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 148 The Real Murderer

Zhan Qingcheng sighed: "Is that why you don't believe me?"

"Who are you, why should I believe you! Why should I believe you, one day I will bring to justice the murderer who murdered Grandma Du!" Su Fengjin walked cautiously with her skirt lifted, Zhan Qingcheng followed her Beside him, one hand stretched out slightly, for fear that she would fall.

"Calm down, Tanmei won't do such a stupid thing." Zhan Qingcheng and Su Fengjin walked to the east room.

Su Fengjin blocked the person at the door, and said angrily: "Then go find your Tanmei!"

Zhan Qingcheng was locked out just like that, Aunt Fang didn't dare to say anything more when she saw his gloomy face, she bypassed Zhan Qingcheng and went to the backyard. Clean, Zhan Qingcheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood, he slapped the door and gritted his teeth: "I thought you had a brain, why are you getting more and more stupid!"

Su Fengjin was sitting in front of the embroidery stand, staring blankly at the half-embroidered embroidery. She still remembered how Granny Du held her hand to teach her to write when she was young. Granny Du was her mother's nanny. The big families in the south of the Yangtze River naturally know how to write and write. Compared with the big families in the Su Mansion in Ping'an County, the Su Mansion is really not worth it. Although Su Fengjin has heard of the famous Wenxiu Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River, she has never been there. However, when my grandfather expelled her mother from the family tree, he made up his mind that he would never have anything to do with the Su family, including her of course.

Thinking about it carefully, she really had too many doubts about this matter. Everyone in the hall was looking at Xiuhe who confessed, but no one asked Hongdou, if it wasn't Tanmei, then who would it be?Lan Xin, the owner of Hongdou?Or the Gu Miaoqing who has never been seen before?Or... the old lady?
Su Fengjin was very confused, and the voices outside gradually became quieter. When Su Fengjin went to open the door again, she saw Aunt Fang glaring at her sullenly: "Look at you, everyone is angry at you. Tell me about your age. You are not too young, why are you still acting like a child, insisting on arguing about right and wrong, if you really send Tanmei to the government, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the old lady?"

Su Fengjin lowered her eyes, followed Aunt Fang into the house, and said in a low voice, "Aunt Fang, make some charcoal, it's so cold in the room."

Aunt Fang brought the food and put it on the table and was furious: "You know it's cold! You don't even think about the slap you slapped my grandfather in the hall before. If the old lady saw it, she would definitely take your skin off! "

Su Fengjin sat down and took the bowls and chopsticks from Aunt Fang, took two mouthfuls of food, and said sullenly: "I was brought up by Grandma Du, I can't watch her being murdered and let the murderer go unpunished."

Aunt Fang took the carbon basin and said angrily: "You don't even think about it. With Tanmei's brain, how could she think of such a thorough plan! I felt strange when I heard it in the hall, this Suhe has always been so arrogant in the mansion. , getting close to Zhiyu beside the old lady, this matter is very strange."

Aunt Fang went out with a charcoal basin, the cold wind poured in from the door, and the fine snow mixed with the rising morning light fell on the door.

Wan Zhu came in with a charcoal basin, and said to Su Fengjin, "Miss, come and enjoy the fire, don't freeze."

She put the brazier beside Su Fengjin, and Su Fengjin was holding the bowl, unable to swallow: "Wan Zhu, who do you think is about Granny Du?"

Pulling out the carbon with the bead, little sparks rose from the carbon and then disappeared. She had a melancholy look on her face: "I don't know for sure, this matter has been going on from the Su mansion to the general's mansion. There are many people involved. If it is serious If you want to investigate, I'm afraid that people from both mansions will have to investigate. By the way, just now Miss Yiqiu came to pick up my master and go to Hongxiufang. Miss, you deleted it in front of so many people in the hall just now. If you slap me, will I ignore you?"

Su Fengjin's heart skipped a beat, and she held the bowl and said in a hoarse voice, "How can he be short of new recruits! He can go to such a place as he likes! I will definitely find out about Grandma Du!"

"The slave girl went to get the charcoal from Chief Security and came back, and saw that Miss Hongdou was chatting and laughing with Qiuzao, the third aunt's grandma's house. The servant girl was still wondering, when did Hongdou, who was so silent, have such a good relationship with Qiuzao "Wan Zhu pulled out the carbon to make it brighter, and straightened Su Fengjin's messy hair.

The sunlight outside the window dissipated after a while, and the snowflakes began to fall day and night again. The sky was dark and cold, and the cold wind was blowing into the house. The old lady in the parasol courtyard was most afraid of the cold, and now several carbon basins were born. Even the earth dragon was burning hot, Lan Xin and Tan Mei stayed in the old lady's back room so hot that they had to wear a thick jacket to feel more comfortable.

The old lady took two puffs of a cigarette, glanced at Lan Xin, and said meaningfully: "It's okay in the future, don't mess with the east room, this time this matter will be suppressed like this, if there is another problem next time, I can't keep it."

Tan Mei only thought that the old lady was talking about her, and immediately knelt down on the thick carpet, with tears in her eyes, wishing she could swear to the sky: "Old lady, my concubine has never done those things."

The old lady exhaled the smoke, Zhiyu tightened the blanket for the old lady, and glanced at Tanmei, whose face was pale with fright, and felt a sense of relief in her heart.

Hmph, she was born as a slave after all, and when things happen, she is so impatient, she only knows how to say she was wronged and innocent, but there is no way to get rid of the chaos!With Tanmei's personal maid testifying, who in the mansion would believe that Tanmei did not order Xiuhe to harm others.

"That's the end of this matter! That's all right, you can withdraw, Lan Xin will keep it first." The old lady smoked a slender silver tobacco stalk, squinted her shrewd eyes and waved her hands.

Sandalwood's teary eyes: "The embroidered lotus..."

"Xiuhe is eager to protect the Lord, and secretly murders others, it depends on how the yamen judges. Go." The old lady handed over the pipe.Lan Xin picked it up, and sat on the stool beside the soft bed with downcast eyes.

After the person left, the old lady said leisurely: "Su Manor, you can't move it. Instead of focusing on Dong Wu, you might as well spend more time thinking about how to keep someone's heart."

Lan Xin lowered her eyes and handed over the pipe respectfully, and said in surprise, "Mother..."

"I'm used to this kind of dispute in the house and the dispute in the palace. You can't hide it from me with your little tricks."

Lan Xin knelt on the blanket, lowered her head: "Mother..."

"Your trick is really good, but with Qingcheng protecting her, it won't work." The old lady stared at the hazy tree shadows outside the papered window, and the wind and snow were wanton among the trees, whining. voice.

Lan Xin pinched the old lady's leg with a look of confusion: "I never thought of hurting others, I just ordered someone to go to the manor to stop the medicine for that person, it's fine if I think about it, but who knows..."

The old lady was smoking a cigarette, staring at the wind and snow outside the window, she was silent, and patted Lan Xin's hand: "I have suffered for you in the mansion all these years, and one day Qingcheng will figure it out, now he is just a Bewitched by the east room, when you get tired of it one day, you will know that you are good. Get back, I am tired too."

Lan Xin had no choice but to withdraw her hand, looking at the old lady's slightly narrowed phoenix eyes, she felt a chill behind her back, thinking about the previous things, her whole body was immersed in an ice cellar, although the old lady remained calm, but this She is still clear about everything in the mansion.

Once out of the back room, Mrs. Qiu said in a low voice: "Young Mistress, what should I do now? I thought the old lady was confused and never thought about everything clearly. How can Young Mistress still be in charge of the mansion after living here?"

Mrs. Qiu held an umbrella and stood beside Lanxin to protect herself from the wind and snow, and looked into the Wutong courtyard with dribbling eyes: "At that time, Zhiyu sent Xiuhe to attack Tanmei. I never thought of this. This matter is so wide-ranging now, if we continue to investigate it carefully, we will all be inseparable."

Lan Xin passed a wintersweet tree in the corner and paused, Haitang picked a bunch of plums and handed it to her.

Lan Xin pulled a few petals and sneered: "It's just a nanny who is dying. The government will investigate, but they won't dare to do anything. At that time, Zuo will let Xiuhe take the blame."

Mrs. Qiu slapped her thigh: "That's right! The young mistress is the concubine of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of War, and the young wife of the general's mansion! It turns out that the servants are worrying too much."

Hongdou's voice was low and hoarse, like porcelain passing across the ground, piercingly piercing: "Miss, don't the people in the east room have already started to suspect?"

Lan Xin passed by Jinghu Lake, and threw wintersweet into the lake. The heat in Jinghu Lake was thick, and the mist on the lake surface was surrounded by wind and snow, and the pavilion in the middle of the lake was vaguely caged, and the withered lotus flowers were on the shore. On the side, it is uneven, and the face hurts from the cold wind and snow.

"Dongwuyuan is nothing but a soft persimmon, give some benefits, just take it easy."

Qiu Po ​​hurriedly responded, and helped Lan Xin go around the mirror lake to the west room. Gu Miaoqing was sitting in the west room. When she saw Lan Xin came back, she hugged the lazy white cat in her arms and blessed her body: " Thanks to Mr. Wei's care, my father asked my concubine to send me a small gift to express my gratitude."

Lan Xin glanced at the box in her hand, she was just a servant of the Ministry of Industry, she could get some good things, she waved her hand proudly: "It's just a little effort, you should take this thing back, my The mansion has been piled up with things recently, and I am anxious to send some out, since you are here, it is just right, Haitang."

Haitang understood, turned around and left the hall.

Gu Miaoqing opened the box, pushed it in front of Lan Xin, and said in a warm voice: "I know that there must be no shortage of anything in the young lady's courtyard. This is jade flour, which was obtained from an expert. If you use this powder The uniform noodles can keep the skin as smooth as curd. And this jade flour has a peach blossom fragrance, which is unforgettable, and it matches the young grandmother's celestial beauty."

Lan Xin sniffed it, her eyes brightened slightly: "It's really fragrant."

"Young Mistress, you can try it on your hands. It will have the effect of splitting the face like jade." Gu Miaoqing smiled, but her eyes were calm.

Lan Xin dipped some on it, and then looked at the enamel blue powder box pinched with gold threads, and she liked it even more: "Looking at the things in the palace of the Western Jin Dynasty, I heard that the noble concubines of the Western Jin Dynasty were the only favorites, and Emperor Xiaowen of the Western Jin Dynasty loved it all the time." Finding the method of retaining beauty is really a lucky person, unlike me, I am getting old now, and I am afraid that I will become old and faded in a few years."

Lan Xin Xiaozhan Qingcheng was two years old, and she was fifteen years old when she got married. Now it has been five years, and it is already two decades.

(End of this chapter)