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

Chapter 133 The murderer must be him!
"What he said is true?" the ancestor asked Shen Lingxi in disbelief.

Shen Lingxi looked at her with a dazed look in his eyes.

Wu'an Bo Mansion is not a small family, the ancestor is Xie's aunt, who is also related to Mu's family.

Ordinarily, since Mu Huai'an dared to say these words in front of He Fu, there must be real evidence.

If not, wouldn't it be an enmity with someone to say such things in a mansion where there is something to be said?
As if responding to the old ancestor's question, Mu Huai'an winked at the clerk at the side.

The Yamen quickly brought two people up.

A tall, thin man with an honest and honest appearance is the accountant of the house.

The accountant was called Li Shunsheng, and he held two account books in his hand, and presented them to Bo Wu Anbo, "One of these two account books is from the mansion, and the other is from the private treasury of our ancestors. There are 10 taels in the private treasury of our ancestors, all of which have fingerprints, so they cannot be faked."

Wu Anbo is away all the year round, all the affairs of the mansion are taken care of by his family members, he never asks about the family affairs and common affairs, how could he know this.

He took the account book and looked at it. On the account, Su Xianzhi's accounts were listed together separately, clearly and clearly, and his face immediately became gloomy.

Mu Huai'an waited for him to read the account books, and then pointed at another person who was mischievous and mean-spirited.

The man smiled flatteringly, and stepped forward, "My youngest name is Cui Erwa. She works as a handyman in Wanju Building on weekdays, and also runs errands for the owner to give some tiger skin money. Last month, something happened to the owner, and Wanju Building also collapsed." , the small ones will lose their livelihood..."

"Get to the point." Mu Huai'an interrupted him.

Cui Erwa was shocked: "Master Ninth of your mansion is our guest at Wanju Building, and the owner has given him a lot of tiger skin money. It's just that something happened to the owner last month, so I'm afraid we won't be able to get back the money." It's..."

Mu Huai'an coughed and added at the right time, "The owner of Wanjulou is Zhao. He was implicated in Zhao Dong's case last month, and the house was ransacked. On the copied accounts, it was indeed found that he was released in the name of his cousin. Tiger skin money."

"It's just gibberish!"

Su Xian glared at Cui Erwa, and said coldly, "You see clearly, did you really see me in Wanju Building?"

Cui Erwa shrugged her shoulders, glanced at Su Xian with a pair of eyes, and then quickly lowered her eyes, "Ninth Master, I'm afraid you don't remember, on New Year's Eve, in the lobby of Wanju Building, your little feet slipped, and you still shot!" I helped the little one, and the little one will always remember it in my heart, how dare I not recognize you."

Su Xian frowned, as if thinking of such a thing, he pursed his lips.

With such an expression, it is the default that Cui Erwa's "seen" is true.

The ancestor thought he knew this son best, and when he saw his expression, his face turned pale instantly.

"This rebellious son, did you really take the silver and put away the tiger skin money?" The ancestor still didn't want to believe it, "He told me that he wanted to use the money to support the orphans of the Su family army...how could..."

There are witnesses and physical evidence on the money.

Wu Anbo and Su Wei finally believed him a little bit.

"Ninth brother, is what they said true? Why did you do such a thing? Does mother know?"

"It is true that I took the money." Su Xian frowned, "But I have never put tiger skin money outside, and the money I actually got is not that much. These sisters-in-law and wives can all testify for me."

Mrs. Zeng took a veil and paused while she was wiping her tears. She raised her head in astonishment, "What does Uncle Jiu mean by this? I am a woman, and I have never shown my face outside, so how could I go to Wanjulou? How do I know what you're doing outside, have you let go of Lao Shizi's tiger skin money?"

"How can my sister-in-law say that? Even if you don't know the outside world, but you are in charge of the family, how can you not know the amount of money I actually took away?" Solution to impatience.

A person like him who is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, even if he doesn't care about the eyes of others, he still doesn't want to be called greedy for lending money.

What's more, this matter is unwarranted.

Mrs. Zeng heard Su Xian's question, but she wiped her tears with a handkerchief in a calm manner, and then slowly said: "If this is the case, Uncle Nine has misunderstood me. In recent years, I have been in poor health and have already been weak Take care of the daily chores in the mansion. Therefore, I only take a title for this matter of giving, and I have discussed with the ancestors about the specific management responsibilities, and I will hand them over to the two daughter-in-laws in turn."

I heard Mrs. Zeng say that all the donations from the mansion have been handed over to the two daughters-in-law.

Su Xian looked at the two young female relatives standing behind Mrs. Zeng in plain clothes and filial piety.

His solemn eyes flashed a hint of proof: "Eldest nephew and second nephew, you two are in charge of Zhongfu, can you prove to me that the money I actually paid should be recorded in a special account book?" yes."

Standing beside Mrs. Zeng, the eldest daughter-in-law, Zheng Shi, is a woman with a delicate appearance and a gentle temperament.

She recalled a little bit, blessed her body, and said solemnly: "Uncle, what mother said is true. In recent years, my younger siblings and I have indeed been in charge of the house. The two of us have a round for a month. Besides... Grandma's private accounts, I They have never been qualified to deal with them, and they are all accounted for by grandma's own account."

"The accounts related to you in the mansion have all been confirmed by Mrs. Xie in the grandmother's yard. What is in the account is what it is. As for the special account book you mentioned, I really don't know the inside story, so I can't testify for you. .”

Su Xian could only look at his second nephew's daughter-in-law Xie Shi, who was crumbling from crying and leaning on the maid's shoulder at the moment, almost fainting.

Mrs. Xie is the niece of the ancestor's own natal family. She is intelligent and filial, and has a very sweet mouth. She has always been highly valued by the ancestor.

Even when I saw Su Xian on the few occasions, I always advance and retreat with restraint and a respectful attitude.

Come to think of it, the ancestor was old, and the money and silver in the private treasury were not handed over to the eldest nephew and daughter-in-law, but most of them were handed over to the second nephew and daughter-in-law.

But Mrs. Xie woke up leisurely, her red eyes from crying dimly opened.

Seeing Su Xian clearly in front of him, he suddenly bit his lip and started crying.

The tears fell down patter, as if they didn't want money, and they couldn't be more excited.

"What... what's wrong?" Everyone around was surprised by Mrs. Xie's movement.

Even Su Xian didn't understand what happened to her.

But the next sentence, what Xie uttered, made Su Xian's pupils tremble, and his heart was half cold.

Hearing that Mrs. Xie was crying, it seemed that her emotions had finally calmed down.

Her pupils were faintly red, and she raised her hand, pointing at Su Xian with hatred and resentment on her face, and said, "Your Highness, father-in-law, mother-in-law, it must be Uncle Ninth who pushed our ancestors down the rockery. Please, Your Highness and everyone, be sure." To seek justice for our ancestors."

Wu An Bo Su Wei's eyebrows and eyes sank: "Xie Shi, you can't talk about this nonsense, you can see it clearly before you say it."

"I can see clearly, I can see clearly..."

Xie's red eyes stared at Su Xian, obviously hating him to the extreme...

(End of this chapter)