Chapter Seventy-Three: Song Yuemei is grounded
Now that the human and material evidence is there, Lu Bingyan really has nothing to say.
All these things came from the hands of his Aunt Song, and he slept with her every day before, but he never knew that the person next to his pillow was so femme fatale.
Thinking of this, Lu Bingyan couldn't help but shudder.
"Father, this matter is clear enough at this point, how to deal with it, it's just a word from my father," Lu Guanlan said on the side.
Lu Bingyan's face was unprecedentedly gloomy, and when he heard this, he closed his eyes and asked, "What about Song Yuemei?" โ
This is asked by Steward Zhao.
Steward Zhao replied, "It should still be in the courtyard." โ
Lu Bingyan opened his eyes and said, "From now on, let her stay in the house, no one can look at her without me opening her mouth." โ
Steward Zhao bowed, "Yes, master." โ
Then he turned and retreated.
After Lu Bingyan finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Lu Guanlan, and his eyes were more like asking Lu Guanlan whether it was appropriate for him to deal with it like this.
Lu Guanlan was silent, but turned to the cook and said, "Although you are not the mastermind, you have also become an accomplice." The death penalty can be avoided, the living crime cannot be escaped, you will pack your luggage and return to Shuzhong early tomorrow morning, from now on, you can not set foot in Kyoto half a step. โ
The cook seemed to have received amnesty, and kept kowtowing: "Miss Xie, Master Xie!" โ
Before the cook could finish his gratitude, Lu Guanlan continued: "Also, you can't be a cook for any restaurant in Shuzhong anymore, I will let people stare at you, you can do it yourself." โ
The cook was stunned.
This seems to be a punishment that is not salty, but for him, it is fatal.
A person who has worked in the kitchen all his life, but can no longer do what he can do for the rest of his life, how to support his family has become the biggest problem for him.
Lu Bingyan looked at Lu Guanlan from the side, and saw that she was handling the things in front of her with ease, and she was a little uncomfortable for a while.
This daughter, who has grown up by her side since she was a child and has always been obedient and weak, when did she act decisively like this.
After disposing of the cook, Lu Guanlan turned his head and bowed slightly at Lu Bingyan: "If there is nothing else, my daughter will go down." โ
Lu Bingyan was stunned, and before he could come back to his senses for a while, he saw Lu Guanlan turn his head and leave.
Why did he suddenly feel that Lu Guanlan was the master of this family?
Song Yuemei was lying on the soft couch at the moment, pretending to be unwell.
Previously, Steward Zhao invited her to go to the study, but she refused on the grounds that she was unwell.
After Steward Zhao left, she asked Chunxiang to stare at it secretly.
Fang Cai Chunxiang just came back, saying that Steward Zhao called the cook over.
The fact that Mrs. Wang fainted with abdominal pain has already spread throughout the mansion, and she naturally knows about it.
It's just that she doesn't understand why she called the cook.
Could it be that Mrs. Wang ate something that shouldn't be eaten?
However, thinking that this matter had nothing to do with her, she didn't bother to care.
Now the only thing that can give her a headache is the fact that Si Yuanyuan came to the door today.
I don't know how that slut changed her rhetoric, but she made her not a human inside and out.
Now the lord is afraid that he is dissatisfied with her, if it weren't for Jingzhu and Watson, she would probably be rejected by the lord.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Steward Zhao's voice coming from outside the courtyard.
Song Yuemei was just about to beckon Chunxiang to ask, when she saw Chunxiang coming from the courtyard.
Curtsy at her and said, "Auntie, Steward Zhao said that no one will be allowed to enter or leave our courtyard in the future." โ
Song Yuemei was stunned at first.
Immediately reacted, immediately got up from the couch, and rushed out of the room.
I saw Steward Zhao with a few housekeepers, and those housekeepers were guarding the door, while Butler Zhao was busy locking the courtyard door.
Seeing this, Song Yuemei immediately ran to Steward Zhao.
At this moment, Song Yuemei changed her virtuous and virtuous manners in the past, and looked like a shrew, pointing at Steward Zhao and scolding: "You blind dog slave, what are you doing locking my yard?" โ
Song Yuemei's mind was a little confused at this time, and she never thought that since Steward Zhao came, she naturally got the master's order.
Steward Zhao heard this, but he was not annoyed, and turned his head at Song Yuemei: "Aunt Song, the master has ordered, you are not allowed to step out of this door for half a step in the future, so don't embarrass us to be subordinates." โ
After that, he said to Chunxiang who was following aside: "Hurry up and help Aunt Song into the house, the master is angry now, Aunt Song should not mess with the master at this moment." โ
As soon as the words fell, Steward Zhao had locked it and exited the courtyard door.
There was a thud, and the door of the courtyard was shut.
Outside, there was the sound of locks.
Song Yuemei really didn't understand what was going on.
All of a sudden, the master was going to lock her up and ban her feet.
Could it be that just because she ruined his relationship with Wang Qin'er?
But doesn't the old man miss their years of affection and her three children?
Chunxiang saw it on the side, hurriedly supported Song Yuemei, and comforted her softly: "Auntie, don't worry, the second lady is still outside, if you know about this, you will definitely intercede with the master." โ
Hearing this, Song Yuemei was stunned.
No, it's not that simple.
According to her understanding of the master, the master will not do this to her because of this matter.
For so many years, the lord had never been so cruel to her. There must have been something in this that she didn't know was going on.
Thinking of this, she asked, "You say, is it possible for the cook to confess to me?" โ
Chunxiang pondered for a moment, shook her head and said, "The slave doesn't know. โ
Song Yuemei frowned.
The cook's family is still in her hands, how can she confess so easily?
At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the courtyard door.
I heard Lu Jingzhu banging on the door, and shouted in a panicked tone: "Auntie! Auntie, how are you? โ
Song Yuemei heard her daughter's voice, and she regained a little reason in her heart.
Approached the courtyard door and said: "Don't worry about A-Niang, A-Niang is fine now." What about you? Has your father rebuked you? โ
Lu Jingzhu's voice trembled a little: "No, the father didn't blame his daughter, and he didn't say half a word to his daughter." โ
Song Yuemei breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.
If you don't move the warp bamboo, that is to say, you still pin your hopes on the warp bamboo.
The ink garden is very close to the Nixuan Pavilion, and when Steward Zhao took people to the Nixuan Pavilion, Ping'er went back to report to Lu Jingzhu.
Lu Jingzhu asked Ping'er to follow to take a look, who knows, just saw Steward Zhao locking the courtyard door of Nixuan Pavilion, and Ping'er immediately came back to report the news.
After Lu Jingzhu learned about this, he rushed over as soon as possible.
"Ah Niang, my father is not such a merciless person, he treats you like this, there must be some misunderstanding, my daughter will go and beg her father," Lu Jingzhu was about to leave.
Song Yuemei suddenly said sharply: "Stop!" โ
As soon as Lu Jingzhu turned around, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
Song Yuemei said: "Steward Zhao said that your father is angry now. You know your father's temper, he is very tough, and if he has made up his mind, the more people persuade him, the less he will listen. If you ask for it now, it will add fuel to the fire. โ
Lu Jingzhu was a little anxious.
You must know that in the past, even if you make a big mistake, your father will not punish A-Niang like this.
"A-Niang, what should I do now?" Lu Jingzhu had a hint of crying in his voice.
Song Yuemei pondered for a moment and said, "Don't do it." Don't do anything, give me a good stay in the yard. Let your second brother also study with peace of mind, don't worry about me. โ
"But ยทยทยทยทยทยท" Lu Jingzhu wanted to say something, but he heard a voice behind him.
Ping'er beside her whispered, "Miss, the eldest lady is here." โ
Lu Jingzhu was stunned for a moment, turned his head suddenly, and saw Lu Guanlan following Ah Li, who was swaying towards this side.
Song Yuemei heard that there was suddenly no movement outside the door, thinking that something was wrong with Lu Jingzhu, so she hurriedly patted the door and asked loudly: "Ping'er!" Did the second lady faint? โ
didn't wait for Ping'er's answer, but heard Lu Guanlan's voice.
"Aunt Song, don't worry, the second sister is very good."
Lu Guanlan had a smile in his eyes, looking at Lu Jingzhu with an embarrassed look, and couldn't help but be happy.
Lu Jingzhu felt embarrassed at this time, but he still had to take into account the appearance he usually played in front of everyone, held back his anger, and curtsied to Lu Guanlan, "Eldest sister." โ
Lu Guanlan said with a smile: "Your mother is still locked inside, don't be so polite in front of me, let's think more about letting Aunt Song come out as soon as possible." โ
Lu Jingzhu was embarrassed on his face, endured the anger surging in his heart, and tried his best to pull a smile at the corner of his mouth: "What did the eldest sister say, Ah Niang was so wronged for some reason, she should have looked at her father to sober up earlier." โ
Lu Guanlan burst out laughing: "My silly sister, I'm afraid you don't know how disappointed my father is in his Aunt Song, right?" โ
Song Yuemei inside the door also heard it clearly, and was shocked when she heard it.
Lu Jingzhu was even more puzzled, "Big sister, what do you mean?" โ
Lu Guanlan smiled, took two steps towards Lu Jingzhu's side, got close to Lu Jingzhu's ear, and said softly: "Do you really think, I don't know, how I was disfigured?" โ
Lu Jingzhu trembled and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Lu Guanlan's smile was a little weird, "Speaking of which, since the cook didn't do evil things out of his intention, I shouldn't have asked for his life." Besides, killing people pays for their lives. Since the cook didn't kill anyone, he shouldn't have ended up too harshly. Only the real murderer should be cut with a thousand cuts. Do you say yes, sister? โ
Lu Jingzhu's eyes unconsciously brought a panic, and unconsciously, they all retreated to the corner.
When Song Yuemei heard Lu Guanlan's words, her heart was also like a drum.
Seeing that Lu Jingzhu did not answer, Lu Guanlan continued: "I have seen a kind of punishment in the book before, saying that a person is washed with boiling hot water, and then a comb made of iron nails is used to scrub the person's body over and over again, causing the person's skin to open and flesh open, exposing white bones, and he will die of pain. But I don't think it's too enjoyable. You say, if you brush it again, and then put a layer of honey on the wound, and then put a group of ants, wouldn't it be more interesting to feel the pain and itching? โ
Lu Jingzhu heard Lu Guanlan talk about this kind of thing, and his tone was joking. It was as if she was not talking about torture, but gossip.
Looking at Lu Guanlan's face again, there was only calm and indifference in his eyes.
How could such a person be met by them?