"Guest?" Qiao Yurong immediately became nervous, "What kind of guest?"
"No, Madam didn't say anything. My servant even asked, but Madam immediately became unhappy and asked us to go out directly." Qiao'er waved her hand quickly.
"Are you all dead? My wife said there are guests coming, don't you all have eyes? Can't you see?" Qiao Yurong's tone became excited and she asked the two of them sternly.
Mother Zhang burst into tears immediately, "What the girl said is, slave girl... slave girl also regrets it now, but the wife was angry at the time, and we didn't dare to inquire about the wife's thoughts at will, so we had to retreat.
Later, we didn't see anyone entering the wife's house. After more than an hour, I wanted to ask the wife if anything was okay, and then I heard someone talking in the house."
"What?" Qiao Weipeng immediately asked in surprise, "You didn't see anyone come in, how could there be any sound of someone talking inside?"
The two shook their heads together, and Mother Zhang said: "The slave was also confused at the time, and thought we had missed it, but the refreshments in the room were not replaced, so the slave knocked on the door and wanted to ask the wife if she wanted someone to serve her.
Who would have thought that my wife got angry and smashed a tea cup, saying we were verbose."
The development of this matter in this direction was beyond everyone's expectation. Qiao Yuyan's brows furrowed and she asked almost subconsciously: "Did you hear that person's voice?"
Qiao'er shook her head, "When I heard the noise in the house, I walked out to take a look. I happened to see Zhang's mother exiting from the door. I heard two people talking in the room. One was our wife, and the other could only
I heard it was a woman's voice, but... the slave couldn't tell it."
Mother Zhang also shook her head, "I didn't even recognize who the voice was."
"It's really unheard of. The two of you are waiting in front of the master without even knowing who the master wants to see, and you have no idea when the guests will come to the house. It's too relaxed in your house."
The old lady's lesson was not unreasonable, but when this matter went in this direction, it seemed like it had reached a dead end.
"Then what? When did that person leave?" Qiao Yuyan suddenly asked.
Zhang's mother and Qiao'er shook their heads again, "None of the slaves know that after being scolded by the madam, we didn't dare to disturb her. We thought we would wait until the guests left before going to apologize to the madam.
But after waiting for a long time, no one came out. Later, when it was almost dark, I knocked on the door again."
"Then what?" Qiao Weipeng asked quickly.
"Then there was no answer in the house. We were worried that something might happen to my wife, so we opened the door without authorization, but there was no one in the house. We didn't even know when my wife left."
A gust of wind blew outside the house, and everyone in the house invariably felt a chill.
"Such a thing could happen!" Qiao Weisheng couldn't help but sigh, and then stared at the two of them with burning eyes, "Since there is such a weird thing, why didn't you report it yesterday?"
"Yesterday... yesterday was so chaotic. We didn't expect that my wife was murdered. When I heard the news this morning, I was frightened. After thinking about it with Mother Zhang, I realized that I was about to report.
I heard someone saying, “Come here.”
Qiaoer's whole body felt a little weak and she almost fell to the ground.
"This person can't be me," Qiao Yuyan looked at Qiao Yurong, "At least I was with the Song family until the princess's wedding."
But Qiao Yurong didn't buy it, "Even though my mother's behavior when meeting the guests yesterday afternoon was a bit strange, it still can't remove your suspicion.
Maybe my mother met you after she met that mysterious guest, so what happened to you?"
She had spoken so bluntly now that Qiao Yuyan was caught off guard for a moment and felt a dull pain in her chest.
After a while, Qiao Yuyan looked at Qiao Yurong and said, "You don't trust me so much?"
This time Qiao Yurong didn't look at her, but stared at the ground, "I only know that my mother was killed by someone. She has a bad relationship with you, and you can't explain the questions I raised."
Qiao Yuyan opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
Although my third sister, my personality, has changed a lot, she is still a bit willful, and sometimes she even looks childish like a child.
She never thought that one day this girl would become so calm and clear, but this side was facing her.
"Uncle, I still want to ask you to seek justice!"
Qiao Weisheng's face was serious and serious, and it was difficult to see the worry in his eyes if you looked carefully.
Qiao Yurong showed no fear and said, "Report to the official."
"What?!" Everyone was startled, and everyone's eyes fell on Qiao Yurong.
The old lady immediately stood up on crutches, her eyes falling on her youngest granddaughter like lightning, "Sister Rong, do you know what you are talking about?!"
"My granddaughter knows," Qiao Yurong turned to the old lady with a somewhat cold look on her face, "My mother died at the hands of bad people, and as her child, I must seek justice for her.
Since we can't find out at home, let the government investigate and get to the bottom of this matter so that my mother can rest in peace even though she is under the fire."
"You..." The old lady was so excited by her righteous words that she was speechless for a moment. She pointed her finger at her and trembled for a long time before she said, "Okay, okay, okay!"
After saying three good words in a row, she angrily said: "I have been in the Qiao family for most of my life, and this person is about to be buried, and he can still see his own children and grandchildren killing each other. You are very good."
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"Is grandma trying to cover up the murderer?" Qiao Yurong was not afraid of the old lady's anger at all. "My granddaughters are not trying to kill each other, but they want to find the murderer and pay for their lives. This is a truth that all people in the world know. Is it possible that grandma
Don’t you understand?”
"Rong'er!" This time it was Qiao Weipeng who spoke. He quickly came over to support the swaying old lady, and then looked at his daughter sternly, "What are you talking about? You talk to your elders like this
What are you talking about? Why don’t you quickly apologize to your grandmother?”
Qiao Yurong responded simply and immediately kowtowed to the old lady, "My granddaughter's words were not measured, which frightened my grandma. Please forgive me for my granddaughter's recklessness."
Without waiting for the old lady to speak, she turned to Qiao Weisheng and said, "As a junior, I can't yell at my elders like this, but I still have to say what I should say. Uncle, my niece asked me