Sure enough, Master Song immediately lifted up the hem of his robe, walked over quickly, and the first thing he said was to face the housekeeper,
"Steward Tong, what nonsense are you talking about?"
The housekeeper thought of Liang Yuanque's intentions, and she really hated this cunning boy. But now she was more important to explain to Mr. Song.
"Master, I didn't say anything! Don't believe him, he's just talking nonsense!"
This confused Mr. Song. He looked at the housekeeper in confusion, then raised his head to look at Liang Yuanque.
Liang Yuanque shrugged, looking like he was also confused.
"You didn't say it. Could it be that I guessed it? How could I guess it with my empty teeth?"
With a simple word, Mr. Song's trust was pushed away from the housekeeper.
He was confident that many things were done extremely secretly. What's more, the young Feng Shui master didn't stay at the Song family at all yesterday. How could he know what happened in the Song family?
Just now, a servant came to report that the ghost of Xiaolian in the side room was causing trouble. Could it be that this woman was frightened and started talking nonsense.
Thinking of this, Mr. Song's face darkened. This young gentleman was not important. What was important was that Huang Jingye behind him was not easy to fool.
Huang Jingye is different from the past. If he cannot give a satisfactory explanation for his sister's death, the Song family will be tortured to death by him.
Of course, Mr. Song never imagined that there was a profession called detective in the world, nor did he expect that Liang Yuanque, a kid who seemed harmless to humans and animals, was actually so cunning and cunning.
"Steward Tong, you said that I ordered you to kill Xiaolian, do you have any basis for it?"
Mr. Song ignored the housekeeper's excuse and asked him questions.
Huang Jingye took a step forward after hearing this, "Mr. Song, are you admitting it?"
Mr. Song chuckled, "Brother, don't worry, am I interrogating her with you?"
The housekeeper knew that if she said one wrong word at this moment, it would be over. Even if Mr. Song wanted to protect him, Huang Jingye would not let her go.
So she wouldn't answer at all, she just kept defending.
"Master, I didn't say anything. They said it deliberately to deceive you!"
There is a saying in this world that the more you describe something, the darker it becomes. The housekeeper was also anxious to defend, which made Mr. Song feel that the damn woman had actually let it slip.
At this moment, it is just a death struggle.
The housekeeper thought that Master Song was unwilling to save her from Huang Jingye. In fact, Master Song was ready to abandon her from the moment he stepped into the inner courtyard.
While they were talking, Miss Tong also heard the news and hurried over. When she saw her mother lying on the ground with a face full of panic, she hurried over to help her.
"Oh, is this what it is?"
When the housekeeper saw her daughter arriving, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Even if she didn't have face with Mr. Song, her daughter and her grandson Mr. Song would still feel pity for her.
For the sake of his child, he would never let Huang Jingye dominate her, right?
Thinking of this, the housekeeper gradually regained her confidence and allowed Miss Tong to help her up.
Mr. Song knew that Huang Jingye and the others probably didn't have any substantial evidence. Even if the housekeeper had just spilled the beans, there weren't many witnesses present, so maybe they could get it back.
This damn bitch is useless at everything she does. I just do it for the sake of my child! Mr. Song thought bitterly in his heart.
The housekeeper calmed down and confronted Liang Yuanque again, "Sir, I didn't say anything just now. We don't know why you decided that I was the one who killed Xiaolian, and it was Master Song who ordered her."
This psychological battle was fought hard, but they were able to regain their position so quickly. It seemed that the housekeeper's age was not in vain.
Liang Yuanque was a little annoyed. He had been too impatient just now and wanted to deceive the housekeeper into telling the truth. Unexpectedly, they came back.
However, the housekeeper was old, so his life was not in vain. He still looked as calm as ever, but it seemed that the housekeeper and his daughter were getting angry again.
"Housekeeper Grandma, it's easy to lie to people, but it's not that easy to lie to ghosts. Everything I just said is not to scare you. You have to think clearly."
The housekeeper doesn’t care what kind of Feng Shui master he is, a famous master. Now he is determined that if he doesn’t believe it, he just doesn’t believe it.
"Stop fooling people here. If there is a ghost, let it come to me. I am not afraid of slanted shadows. I don't care!"
It was a coincidence that before her words fell to the ground, there was a loud noise behind the audience, and the window in Xiaolian's room actually fell down.
Most of Song's residences were made of wood. Although the windows in the rooms where the servants lived were not made of good wood, they were also very heavy.
The wooden window frame hit the ground heavily, causing a lot of dust to fly everywhere.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
Liang Yuanque was the first to react. Regardless of whether it was an accident or a ghost appearing, he should make use of it first.
I saw him frowning with a serious look on his face,
"That's bad. This girl Xiaolian died violently at a young age. She is very resentful!"
Now, the housekeeper, who had just firmly said she didn't believe it, was immediately shaken.
It was such a coincidence that this happened, and coupled with Liang Yuanque's constant rhetoric, it was hard not to be scared.
Especially the maid who identified Xiaolian just now. She was sitting at the door of Xiaolian's room. The window suddenly fell down and almost hit her, scaring her so much that she immediately burst into tears.
"Oh, ah, Xiaolian, Xiaolian, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that to you. Don't bear any grudge against me. If you have any grievances, go to the housekeeper!"
The maid was so frightened that her nose burst into tears and she hurried away while crying.
What she said was so timely. Huang Jingye winked at the men on the side, and two people immediately came up to catch her and brought her to Huang Jingye.
"What do you mean by what you just said?" Huang Jingye glared at the little maid who was shaking with fright.
The maid was afraid of him, who was fierce and evil, and even more afraid of Xiao Lian who had turned into a ghost, so she couldn't care about anything at this time, and explained in a tearful voice,
"Yes Yes……"
Just as she was about to say something, the housekeeper came to her senses and blocked her back with a stomp of her foot, "Damn girl, don't be so scared that you go crazy, you are talking nonsense!"
Liang Yuanque gave the housekeeper a scary look, walked straight to the maid, stretched out his hand to lift her face,
"Just say it, Xiaolian can make your own judgment on whether it's nonsense, right?"
As he said that, he glanced at the fallen window frame again and reminded the maid that it was up to her to choose whether she was a man or a ghost.
In contrast, the ghost was indeed scarier. After Liang Yuanque let go of her face, she kowtowed twice at Huang Jingye.
"I'm sorry, I lied. The housekeeper taught me what I said just now. Xiaolian has never said anything like that before!"
