Chapter 77 What does it have to do with her?
The old lady summoned him now, probably to hold him accountable for Chef Su's death.
Although he was complaining in his heart, Liang Weiyuan walked into Shou'an Courtyard without changing his expression.
Today she changed into a moon-white gauze skirt and her black hair was loosely tied up in a bun, fixed with only a white jade hairpin. A few strands of hair hung down at her temples, making her look more neat and solemn than usual.
When Ah Fu lifted the Xiang Fei bamboo curtain, Liang Weiyuan caught a glimpse of calming incense burning in the room, with the green smoke curling around the old lady's dark purple patterned jacket.
The old man sat upright on the sandalwood couch, with shiny Buddhist beads in his hands. The expression on his old face was as difficult to read as ever.
"Granddaughter-in-law pays respects to grandmother."
There was the sound of a cane hitting the ground overhead.
"Get up." The old lady's voice was deeper than usual, and she got straight to the point: "Good boy, what do you think about Chef Su's matter?"
Liang Weiyuan raised her eyes and saw that the old lady's gaze was as sharp as an eagle.
She straightened her slender back and tentatively answered politely, "It was my grandson's wife who failed to do her job well. She failed to find any clues from the interrogation, and instead caused a death."
It was common for a few servants to die in wealthy families, but it was taboo to make a noise and cause rumors.
It is reasonable for the old lady to blame me.
Just as he was thinking this, the old lady suddenly raised her hand, wrapped in Buddhist beads, and slammed it on the table. She wasn't angry, but just helplessly scolded him, "You've done enough. What else are you not doing well? Don't underestimate yourself."
"What I'm asking is, why do you think the cook committed suicide?"
Liang Weiyuan was stunned, looking at the majestic silver hair on the old lady's temples, and suddenly realized that the other party was not coming to punish her, but to test the waters.
And the words were a naked hint.
In the Marquis's Mansion, who could control a cook's wealth? Or coerce or bribe the cook into death?
The answer is almost obvious.
The old lady was obviously also suspicious of the second wife and Yu, which meant that she supported her and asked her to continue investigating.
"My granddaughter-in-law believes that Chef Su's sudden death must have been due to someone holding something against him."
Liang Weiyuan lowered her eyes and said steadily, "Order someone to investigate and find out where he has been in the past, and maybe we can follow the clues to find the real culprit."
A hint of approval flashed in the old lady's eyes, and a solemn expression appeared on her deeply wrinkled face: "Wei Yuan, no matter what means you use, go ahead and find the real culprit who wants to harm me."
"Although I am old, I still have some prestige and can control the mansion."
Liang Weiyuan smiled when she heard this, knowing that the old lady was thinking of her.
She bowed her head, her moon-white skirt fluttering like snow on the blue bricks: "Grandson's wife understands."
The old lady acted with the same decisiveness as she did in her youth.
In just a moment, when Liang Weiyuan left Shou'an Courtyard and walked on the corridor, the maids passing by bowed their heads and walked away.
The noisy discussions in the morning disappeared, replaced by caution and barely concealed fear.
Zhu Shu was happy for her and said, "Young lady, you have the old lady's support. Those evildoers who only know how to criticize will surely be scared out of their wits. Who dares to say anything bad about you?"
Liang Weiyuan knew it all tacitly. The old lady was not supporting her, but she loved her grandson so much that she would not tolerate anyone touching this sore spot, so she supported her actions.
"Don't be too happy. Tell them to thoroughly investigate Chef Su's life. Don't miss any clues. Report any leads immediately."
Liang Weiyuan talked all the way to the kitchen.
No matter how big the incident is in the mansion, daily affairs must be handled in an orderly manner.
However, Liang Weiyuan had just sat down and was looking through the account book when she heard the maid outside the door say, "Madam, the second madam is here."
Liang Weiyuan raised her eyes and saw Liang Shanyu holding the hand of the maid and walking into the house in a graceful manner.
She was wearing a bright pink outfit today. The lotus flowers embroidered with silver thread on the hem of her skirt flickered as she moved, and she deliberately lifted her slightly visible pregnant belly even higher.
When her almond-shaped eyes swept over Liang Weiyuan's plain dress, Liang Shanyu's lips curled up into a smug smile, and her fingertips seemed to caress the new pure jade bracelet on her wrist unintentionally.
"Sister, are you busy? I hope I didn't disturb you."
After she said this in a sweet voice, she sat down with the help of her maid, looking delicate.
Liang Weiyuan glanced away with a half-smile, "I didn't bother you at all. But my sister looks a lot better than yesterday. She looked like she had seen a ghost yesterday, so I guess there must be some good news today."
These words hit a sore spot. Liang Shanyu's body stiffened for a moment, and then she snorted.
Yesterday she was just panicked for a moment and didn't react.
After returning, she thought about it carefully. Huo Jin poisoned the person who fell into the water, but that was not her plan. She just overheard some inside stories. What does it have to do with her?
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