Lan Qingjia unconsciously raised her head and glanced at Mr. Liang above him. From the beginning, Mr. Liang looked sleepy and careless. Unexpectedly, he was not so easy to fool, and he threw out a series of straightforward words.

sharp questions.

Ms. Liu's heart that had just been relieved suddenly became stronger again, and her expression became tense.

Zhang Da's expression couldn't help but be awe-inspiring, and he stuttered when he spoke.

"Little, little..."

Before Zhang Da finished speaking, Master Liang reminded him, "Think it over carefully this time. I probably don't have the patience.

The last person who was exposed for giving false testimony received fifty blows and never stood up for the rest of his life."

After Zhang Da heard this, he fainted without taking a breath.

Lord Liang ordered in a low voice, "Bring water and splash it to wake you up."

A basin of cold water was poured down, and Zhang Da woke up quietly. Before Master Liang could say anything, Zhang Da had already taken the initiative to speak with tears in his eyes.

"It's Aunt Jiang, it's Aunt Jiang who is next to Madam, who instigated it! She also gave the money to the younger one. The younger one just used the money to do things. Please show mercy and give me a lenient sentence!"

Both Mrs. Liu and Aunt Jiang's expressions changed.

Mr. Liang asked lightly, "Do you have evidence? With evidence, your confession is evidence. Without evidence, your confession is slander."

Zhang Da was stunned, evidence? What evidence does he have? Aunt Jiang is so flawless in her work, how could she leave any evidence behind?

Just when Zhang Da was blushing and scratching his ears and cheeks, Chun Niang spoke up, "We have a regular customer at Huamanlou, a young shopkeeper from Guichunfang, and it was he who passed it on to the slave family today."

As soon as he said this, the expressions of several people changed again.

The young shopkeeper is none other than Grandma Jiang’s son!

Master Liang immediately ordered someone to invite him, and Grandma Jiang's face suddenly turned as white as paper.

It doesn't matter if she is dead, nothing can happen to her son!

Aunt Jiang took a breath and was about to throw the ship over and take on all these things alone, but Mrs. Liu was one step ahead of her and took a preemptive strike. She turned around and glared at her in disbelief, "Aunt Jiang, tell me! What on earth is going on?

One thing?"

Aunt Jiang's expression was stunned, and the expression on Mrs. Liu's face was full of sternness. It was as if Aunt Jiang had been slapped in the face. She realized something, and was startled for a moment, feeling bitter in her heart.

She looked deeply at Mrs. Liu, her eyes filled with red involuntarily.

Finally, she knelt down with a "plopping" sound, a look of deathly gray on her face.

"It was the old slave who lost his mind for a moment and took it upon himself to do such an unscrupulous thing. The old slave deserves to die! The old slave deserves to die!"

As she spoke, she kept slapping herself in the face. Liu's face was full of pain and sorrow, "Why did you do this?"

Aunt Jiang lowered her head and cried, "A few days ago, it was the old lady's birthday, and the eldest lady deliberately provoked it, causing the second lady to be slapped in the face, and the old lady was also disliked.

The old slave knows that the madam is a kind-hearted person and has always regarded the eldest lady as her own. Even if the second young lady has been greatly wronged, she will not embarrass the eldest lady. However, the old slave is narrow-minded and got sidetracked for a moment, so..."

Aunt Jiang's voice was not quiet enough for everyone around her to hear her words clearly. When everyone heard this, their eyes looking at Lan Qingjia also changed.

Ms. Liu looked so shocked that she was about to collapse and almost fainted, and she vividly expressed her complex emotions of being unaware of and heartbroken.

Before she could continue speaking, Lan Qingjia burst into tears and said, "Aunt Jiang, aren't you heartbroken when you say this? It was my second sister who slapped me first that day, how could I have ever deliberately provoked anything?

The two slaps to the second sister were also slapped by my mother. It was my mother who wanted to discipline her. Why did she blame me again?

The gift that the second sister sent to my grandmother clashed with me. Even though I had been preparing the 100-year-old picture for half a year, I gave up and prepared other birthday gifts instead. How could I be an eyesore to the second sister? Is it just because of my birthday?

Did grandma praise the gift a few times?

I know that Aunt Jiang is my mother’s confidant, and my second sister is my mother’s biological daughter. It is human nature for you to be biased...
Chapter completed!