Chapter 133: The Murderer Must Be Him!
"What he said is true?" The old ancestor asked Shen Lingxi in disbelief.
Shen Lingxi looked at her, and his eyes were a little confused.
Wu'anbo Mansion is not a small family, the ancestor is the aunt and grandmother of the Xie family, and he is also related to the Mu family.
It is said that since Mu Huaian dared to say these words in front of the family, there must be real evidence.
Otherwise, if such a thing is said in a house where people have white affairs, is it not a vendetta against others?
As if responding to the ancestor's question, Mu Huai'an glanced at the yacha on the side.
The yacha soon brought two men up.
A tall and thin man, honest and loyal, is the bookkeeper of this house.
The account room is called Li Shunsheng, holding two account books in his hand, and presenting them to Wu Anbo, "These two account books, one is in the house, and the other is from the ancestor's private treasury, the ninth master has taken 100,000 taels on the account in the mansion, and the ancestor's private treasury also has 50,000 taels, all of which have fingerprints, and they can't be faked." ”
Wu Anbo is outside all the year round, and the affairs in the house are all taken care of by his relatives, and he never asks about the feed and general affairs, how can he know this.
He took the account book and looked at it, and the accounts taken by Su Xian on the account were listed separately, clear and clear, and his face was gloomy.
Mu Huai'an waited for him to read the account book, and then pointed at another thief-eyed and angry person.
The man smiled flatteringly, and stepped forward, "The little one's name is Cui Erwa, who works as a handyman in Wanjulou on weekdays, and also runs errands for the owner and puts some tiger skin money, but last month the owner had an accident, and Wanjulou also fell, and the small one has no livelihood......"
"Getting to the point." Mu Huai'an interrupted him.
Cui Erwa snorted: "The ninth master of your mansion is our guest of honor in Wanju Building, and the owner has put a lot of tiger skin money for him." It's just that the owner had an accident last month, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get the money back......"
Mu Huai'an coughed and added in a timely manner, "The owner of Wanjulou is surnamed Zhao, who was implicated in Zhao Dong's case last month, and his house was beheaded. ”
"It's just gibberish!"
Su Xian glared at Cui Erwa with horizontal eyebrows, and drank coldly in a deep voice, "You see clearly, did you really see me in Wanju Building?" ”
Cui Erwa squeezed her shoulder, glanced at Su Xian quickly with a pair of eyes, and quickly lowered it, "Master Nine, I'm afraid you don't remember, on the twenty-ninth day of the New Year, in the lobby of Wanju Building, the small one slipped under his feet, and you also helped the small one, the little one has always been remembered, how dare you not recognize you." ”
Su Xian's brows furrowed, as if he thought that there was really such a thing, and pursed his lips.
Such a look is a tacit acquiescence that Cui Erwa's "seen" is true.
The old ancestor thought that he knew this son best, and when he saw his expression, his face turned pale instantly.
"This rebel, did he really take the silver and go to put the tiger skin money?" The old ancestor still didn't want to believe it, "He told me that he wanted to make money to compensate the orphans of the Su family...... How could it be ......"
There are human and physical evidence on the money.
Wu Anbo Su Wei finally believed a little.
"Ninth brother, what they said is true? Why would you do such a thing? Does the mother know? ”
"The money was indeed taken by me." Su Xian frowned, "But I have never let go of tiger skin money outside, and besides, the amount of silver I actually got is not so much, these sisters-in-law can testify for me." ”
Mrs. Zeng paused while wiping her tears, and looked up in shock, "What does Uncle Nine mean by this?" I am a woman's family, and I have never shown my head outside, so how could I go to the Wanju Building? How do I know what you're doing outside, and have you ever let go of that Raushzi's tiger skin money? ”
"How can my sister-in-law say that? Even if you don't know about the outside world, but you are in charge of the family's feed, how can you not know the amount of money and silver I actually spent? Su Xian's originally calm demeanor was slightly puzzled and impatient.
A person like him who is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, even if he doesn't care about the eyes of others, doesn't want to be tainted with the name of lending greed.
What's more, this matter is unwarranted.
When Mrs. Zeng heard Su Xian's questioning, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief before she said slowly: "If this is the case, Uncle Nine has indeed misunderstood me." In recent years, I have been in poor health and have long been unable to take care of the daily chores of the house. Therefore, I only received a name for this matter, and the specific management responsibilities were discussed with the ancestors, and they were all handed over to the two daughters-in-law to take turns to take care of. ”
I heard Mrs. Zeng say that the middle feeds in the house have been handed over to the two daughters-in-law.
Su Xian looked at the two young ladies standing behind Mrs. Zeng, dressed in plain clothes and filial piety.
His solemn eyes flashed a hint of verification: "The eldest nephew and daughter-in-law, the second nephew and daughter-in-law, the two of you are in charge of feeding, can you prove for me that the money I actually took should be recorded in a special account book." ”
Zheng, the eldest daughter-in-law standing next to Mrs. Zeng, is a woman with a delicate appearance and a gentle temperament.
She recalled slightly, blessed her body, and said: "Uncle, what my mother said is true, in recent years, the family feed is indeed under the control of me and my younger siblings, and the two of us are a round for a month, besides, ...... I have never been qualified to handle my grandmother's private accounts, and they are all handled by my grandmother's own account. ”
"The accounts related to you in the house have been personally confirmed by Mother Xie in my grandmother's yard, and what is on the account is what it is, as for the special account book you said, I really don't know the inside story, and I can't testify for you."
Su Xian could only look at the second nephew and daughter-in-law Xie who was crying behind him, leaning on the maid's shoulder at the moment, almost fainting.
Xie is the niece of the old ancestor's own mother's family, smart and filial, and her mouth is also very sweet, and she has always been very valued by the old ancestor.
Even the few times he saw Su Xian, he was also in a measured manner and respectful.
Come to think of it, the ancestor is old, and the money and silver in the private treasury have not been handed over to the eldest nephew and daughter-in-law to take care of, and most of them are handed over to the two nephews and daughters-in-law.
But that Xie woke up slowly, and his red eyes that were crying opened dimly.
Seeing Su Xian in front of him clearly, he suddenly bit his lip and cried.
The tears fell as if they didn't want money, and they were so excited that they couldn't be more excited.
"This ...... What's going on? The people around were all surprised by Xie's movement.
Even Su Xian didn't understand, what was wrong with her.
But in the next sentence, the words Xie Shi said made Su Xian's pupils tremble, and his heart was half cold.
I only heard that Xie Shi crying and crying, and it seemed that his emotions had finally calmed down.
Her eyes were faintly red, and then she raised her hand, and pointed at Su Xian with hatred and resentment on her face and said, "Your Highness, father-in-law, mother-in-law, it must be the ninth uncle who pushed the ancestor off the rockery." I also ask Your Highness and you to seek justice for your ancestors. ”
Wu Anbo Suwei's eyebrows sank: "Xie Shi, you can't talk nonsense, you can see it clearly." ”
"I can see clearly, I can't see more clearly......"
Xie Shi's reddened eyes stared at Su Xian, obviously hating it to the extreme......