Lu Bingyan didn't want to listen to the two arguing, so he interrupted, "Okay, Aunt Song is also your concubine, no matter what, you shouldn't be so confrontational." ”

Lu Guanlan knew that Lu Bingyan would speak for Song Yuemei, but this time Song Yuemei was coming at her, so she had no reason to let Song Yuemei go.

Then he smiled and said, "Father, you can't say that. Now, if I tolerate Aunt Song because she is a concubine, what about the future? In the future, if Sister Wang marries into the door, how should my father weigh it? Is it possible, she still calls Sister Wang a lady in the main house, and she can't let Aunt Song cling to her everywhere? ”

When Lu Bingyan heard this, he first glanced at Song Yuemei, and then thought that the Wang family had finally agreed, and there was no more moth, if Wang Qin'er was wronged in the Lu family in the future, she would go to the Wang family.

According to Wang Shangshu's temperament of saying everything, he will definitely not get along well in the court at that time.

After all, this matter of spoiling a concubine and killing his wife is really not good to say.

Lu Bingyan said with a straight face, "Okay, let the two of you come to my study today, it's not for this inner house to fight," he said, turned his head to look at Song Yuemei, and said, "Aunt Song, tell me first, what do you think about this matter?" ”

Song Yuemei sat down on the side, bowed slightly at Lu Bingyan, and said, "Back to the master, the concubine is feeling that Chunxiang's death is really strange." ”

Lu Bingyan was noncommittal, and looked at Lu Guanlan again, with an inquiring meaning in his eyes.

Lu Guanlan didn't speak, just looked directly at Song Yuemei.

Song Yuemei saw Lu Guanlan looking at her like this, she was not timid, and turned her head to Lu Bingyan again: "Before, the concubine originally intended to let Chunxiang return to her hometown, but she thought that Chunxiang had left the mansion, but who knew today that this girl actually died in the mansion." Chunxiang has been with me for many years, I really feel sorry for her, and I really want to seek justice for Chunxiang, please ask the master to find out the real culprit. ”

Lu Bingyan frowned when he heard this.

What is really fierce or not, what is going on in this house, is it possible to talk about it outside?

"The matter has come to this, how can we find the real culprit," Lu Bingyan waved his hand and asked Steward Zhao to withdraw the food from the bookcase.

Song Yuemei hurriedly said: "Look, concubine, if it weren't for the heavy rain yesterday, Chunxiang's corpse would not have seen the light of day again, since the murderer buried the corpse in the garden, then we can look for clues in the garden?" ”

Lu Bingyan nodded, then turned his head and instructed Steward Zhao, "Go, arrange a few trustworthy ones, go around the garden to find out if there are any clues, remember, don't let people leak this matter." ”

Steward Zhao bowed his head, and he was about to retreat when he received the order.

Song Yuemei glanced at Yunli and said, "Where can I trust anyone outside, it's better to let the girl next to me go with Steward Zhao, after all, she is by my side, and she won't go outside." ”

Lu Bingyan felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and was about to agree, but he thought of Lu Guanlan on the side.

The strange thing is that today's Lu Guanlan didn't even say a word except for arguing with Aunt Song just now.

It made him feel so strange, and he couldn't help asking, "What about the girl next to you?" Do you want to go with you? ”

Lu Guanlan smiled slightly, and said, "Father is in charge." ”

Although Lu Bingyan was a little unsure of Lu Guanlan's style, he still didn't say anything, only turned his head and nodded to Song Yuemei, "That's it, you let Yunli's girl follow Steward Zhao." ”

Lu Bingyan didn't feel that it was inappropriate, but Song Yuemei was stunned when she heard Lu Bingyan ask the girl next to Lu Guanlan.

Yes, what about Lu Guanlan's right-hand girl?

On weekdays, these two people are like sticking together, wherever Lu Guanlan goes, the girl will follow, and she is a loyal protector.

Why don't you see the girl named Ah Li following at this time?

Thinking like this, Song Yuemei looked at Lu Guanlan suddenly.

What is this little slut's idea?

Could it be that when I guessed what she wanted to do to her today, I left my hand behind, and now, I am waiting for her to take the bait?

Although she thought so, things had come to this point, and she couldn't turn back.

I simply didn't think about it anymore, just sat on the sidelines and drank tea quietly and waited.

Lu Guanlan's face was calm, but he was a little worried in his heart.

I don't know if Xiaoju's girl delivered the letter to Cheng Mo, I don't know if there was an accident on Ah Li's road, and whether these two girls were safe on the way back.

Thinking about it, Lu Guanlan sighed softly.

This made Song Yuemei, who had been carefully watching Lu Guanlan's every move, feel a heartbeat.

I don't know what kind of anger Lu Guanlan sighed, so he put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Why is the eldest lady sighing about this?" ”

Lu Guanlan never thought that such a subtle move of his own would be seen by Song Yuemei.

It seems that Song Yuemei is really careful and careful this time.

smiled and said, "I sighed, it's that Chunxiang, what a good person, if you say no, it's gone," he said, looking at Song Yuemei, "I don't know, the person who hurt her behind will have an uneasy conscience, and whether he will be haunted by Chunxiang's unjust soul when he dreams back at midnight." ”

Song Yuemei was stunned when she heard this, and her face was a little unnatural and said, "The eldest lady is really scary when she says this. ”

Lu Guanlan hooked the corners of his lips and said, "Scary? What's scary? Aunt Song said that she was laughing, I was telling the truth. I don't know - what does Aunt Song think? Why don't we guess what the murderer is thinking at the moment? ”

Lu Bingyan listened from the sidelines, not wanting to meddle.

Seeing that Lu Guanlan seemed to be more and more aggressive, he said: "Enough, if you can guess what the murderer is thinking, why don't you go to the garden to find clues now, why don't you just find out the murderer?" ”

Song Yuemei hurriedly echoed on the side, "The master is right, but the eldest lady's words are not unreasonable, what if the eldest lady guesses correctly?" ”

The smile on Lu Guanlan's face did not decrease in the slightest, "Yes, what if I guessed correctly?" ”

Lu Bingyan was about to shut up Lu Guanlan, when he heard Song Yuemei answer: "That concubine doesn't know what kind of person she is thinking before she guesses what the murderer is thinking." ”

Lu Bingyan saw that the two of them never meant to stop, so he simply ignored it and buried himself in the case file.

Song Yuemei turned her head to look at Lu Bingyan, and saw that he no longer cared about the two of them competing against each other, so she didn't want to talk to Lu Guanlan anymore.

About an hour passed, and I saw Steward Zhao bring Yunli back.

As soon as the two came back, Song Yuemei's face was suddenly dyed with a layer of joy.

Before Lu Bingyan could speak, Song Yuemei preemptively asked, "Did you find anything unusual?" ”

Steward Zhao shook his head.

Yun Li was also at a loss, raised her eyes to look at Song Yuemei and said, "The slave maid and Steward Zhao have been looking for a long time, but they have not found it. ”

Song Yuemei was about to blurt out the impossible sentence, but she saw Lu Bingyan standing up and frowning at herself.

Song Yuemei felt that she had lost her sense of proportion, so she pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled at Lu Bingyan: "The concubine is really in a hurry, and she wants to find out the real murderer for Chunxiang." ”

Lu Bingyan had just raised his head, and before he could open his mouth, he listened to Song Yuemei's questioning.

Ben still felt strange, but when she heard Song Yuemei say this, she felt that there was nothing wrong, so she coughed lightly and asked Steward Zhao: "Is there really nothing?" ”

Steward Zhao looked helpless, and was a little embarrassed: "No, master, is it difficult to let the little one have to find one." ”

Lu Bingyan was speechless, turned his head to look at Lu Guanlan, "Since, Steward Zhao said that there is nothing in the garden." You just said that you can guess what the murderer thinks, so can you guess now, can you still guess? ”

Where did Lu Bingyan believe what Lu Guanlan could really guess what the murderer thought, but it was Song Yuemei's words that reminded him.

Who can guess what the murderer thinks? Either it's a wizard who solves the case, or it's the murderer himself.

He didn't think that Lu Guanlan had such extraordinary skills, so he became suspicious.

Now I say this, but I also want to test and tempt.

Lu Guanlan had expected Lu Bingyan to say this.

The reason why Song Yuemei asked people to go to the garden to find evidence was naturally because she was sure that the thing was still there.

But now that she finds that the thing is gone, she naturally can't follow this evidence and push the matter on her head.

Without the cause, if there is no reason, Lu Bingyan will recall what they have just said.

Lu Bingyan's brain can only think of the layer that Song Yuemei expected.

That's the suspicion that came to her.

Since he was suspicious of her, Lu Bingyan would naturally ask her this.

However, Fang Cai's words seemed to make Song Yuemei lead the conversation to her, but in fact, she was paving the way for the future.

Lu Bingyan is a fool, if he finds out that he has been deceived by Song Yuemei again, he doesn't know how to be annoyed.

And Song Yuemei, this time the end is not as easy as before.

Seeing that Lu Guanlan hadn't spoken for a long time, Lu Bingyan was even more suspicious in his heart, and asked again: "Guanlan, can you tell me?" ”

Lu Guanlan raised his eyes to look at Lu Bingyan at this time, nodded and smiled slightly, "Since the father wants to hear it, then the daughter will say it." ”

Song Yuemei saw Lu Bingyan's attitude on the side, and she couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Sure enough, the old man listened to her words.

If you want to say that this Lu Guanlan is also stupid, and he left a handle to come out, isn't he rushing to give a chance.

Lu Guanlan caught a glimpse of Song Yuemei's snickering face, and only smiled faintly, and then said to Lu Bingyan: "My daughter was also tossing and turning last night. ”

When Lu Bingyan heard this, he was puzzled: "What does this have to do with the murderer of Chunxiang!" ”

Seeing Lu Bingyan's impatient look, Lu Guanlan just said softly: "So last night, my daughter got up to paint, and looked at the heavy rain and thunder in the yard, thinking that it would hurt the flowers in my yard, so I asked the girls to move the small potted plants in." But then I remembered that a few days ago, my daughter had just planted a pine and cypress in the yard, and this pine and cypress really couldn't move in, so she could only let it endure the wind and rain in the yard. Seeing that her daughter was worried, a grandmother who knew flowers and plants told her daughter that as long as it didn't hurt the roots, the pines and cypresses would be fine even in the rain. ”

The more Song Yuemei listened, the more she felt a little empty in her heart.

Lu Guanlan said what it rained and what pines and cypresses were.

Lu Guanlan glanced at Song Yuemei and continued: "So, my daughter was worried all night, and early this morning, I went to the courtyard to check. I thought that the pine and cypress would not survive, and the roots would be washed out by the rain, but who knows, the heavy rain last night did not wash away the soil. Later, the grandmother laughed at her daughter, saying that this thing buried in the ground could be easily turned over by the heavy rain. ”

Lu Bingyan was stunned.

Song Yuemei was even more stunned.

In Lu Guanlan's last sentence, it seems to mean something.