"Yunlian, how dare you kill your own uncle!" Su Laosi glanced at the blade that pierced through Yunlian's back and chest, staring at her in disbelief.
"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? An uncle like you is a disgrace to me. If my mother hadn't stopped me, I would have killed you when you were using my and my brother's names to swindle people. I wouldn't have just given you a beating." Yunlian reached out and smoothed her hair under her veil, looking at Su Laosi with disgust, and said in a nonchalant tone.
"So it turns out you were the one who orchestrated the incident where I was beaten half to death." Old Su looked at Yun Lian with resentment.
More than ten years ago, he was beaten up by a group of thugs. They hit him so hard that he developed a chronic illness that prevented him from having children.
He initially thought he was beaten because his deception had been discovered. Little did he know that the person who beat him was instigated by his own niece.
"Yes, it was I who ordered people to beat you. I specifically instructed them to beat your manhood, to beat you until you are childless." Yunlian chuckled softly.
"You whore, I'm your own uncle! Why did you sever the lineage of the Su family?" Old Su Si was so agitated that blood gushed from his wound, and his face gradually turned pale.
“You’re already a bloodsucker. You sucked my mother dry, then you sucked my brother and me dry. If you have another son, then my brother and I will be sucked dry by your son too. So, to avoid trouble, I’ll just make sure you have no descendants,” Yunlian said indifferently.
It's as if the other party isn't her real uncle, but just an annoying little cat or dog, so being neutered is no big deal.
Su Laosi could no longer hold on. He trembled and collapsed to the ground. With all his might, he raised his head and looked at Yun Lian with venomous eyes, cursing, "You vicious little whore, you will definitely be punished. You will lose everything and die a horrible death."
Yunlian stood up and stepped on the dagger on Su Laosi's back. The entire dagger was embedded in his body, and he shuddered as if he had died.
"Only fools and those who have nothing would believe in retribution." Yunlian sneered, then withdrew her foot, lifted her skirt, and walked away.
The burly men behind her followed her away, and the dilapidated house returned to tranquility.
But a little while later, someone else arrived.
"Old Su, open the door." Jiang Yunqi knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered or responded from inside.
Jun Molin frowned and kicked the wooden door open.
"Oh no!" As soon as the door opened, Yun Qingran saw a person lying face down in the main room opposite the door, and she quickly ran inside.
She came to Su Laosi and immediately took his wrist to check his pulse.
"How is it?" Jun Molin asked.
"He's not dead yet, but his heart and lungs are damaged. He won't survive and could die at any moment." Yun Qingran's face was very pale.
Judging from his appearance, this person bears a resemblance to Yun Lian and Yun Song; he must be Su Lao Si. They hadn't expected to arrive a step too late.
“If it really was the three women, mother, son, and daughter, who instructed Su Lao Si to bury the 800,000 taels of silver in the courtyard when the Zhen’an Marquis’s mansion was being renovated, then with Su Lao Si dead, wouldn’t the only witness be gone?” Jiang Yunqi’s expression was also not good.
"You should learn to punctuate properly next time. I'm afraid readers won't understand this string of words," Yun Qingran said, glancing at Jiang Yunqi.
"There's nothing we can do, we can't break it off. Let them make do with what they have," Jiang Yunqi said helplessly.
“Su Laosi is not the only witness,” Jun Molin suddenly said.
"Your Highness, besides Su Laosi, who else knows about this?" Jiang Yunqi immediately asked him curiously.
“Eight hundred thousand taels of silver—it’s impossible for one person to move all of that into the pit. So, Su Laosi must have had accomplices involved in this,” Jun Molin said.
“That’s right, Su Laosi must have had accomplices back then.” Jiang Yunqi slapped his thigh happily.
Immediately, Jiang Yunqi became troubled again, "But twenty years have passed, can we still find Su Laosi's accomplices?"
“It’s alright, we can ask Su Laosi.” Yun Qingran pointed to Su Laosi on the ground.
"Can he still answer us in this state?" Jiang Yunqi looked at Su Laosi, who was half-dead and looked no different from being dead.
“Yes, you can.” Yun Qingran took out a needle tape from her small bag, took off Su Laosi’s shoes, and began to insert needles into the soles of his feet.
"Ugh~" After several golden needles were inserted, Su Laosi, whose breath was almost gone, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath gradually became stronger.
"He's alive?" Jiang Yunqi looked at him in surprise.
"No, I only stimulated his Yongquan acupoint with gold needles to temporarily revive him. He can only live for a hundred years at most," Yun Qingran said.
The phrase "hundreds of hours" refers to the time required to count from one to one hundred, describing a very short period of time.
"Cough cough..." Old Su slowly opened his eyes.
"Old Su, who attacked you?" Yun Qingran asked quickly.
Yun Qingran looks very much like Yun Xiao when he was young. Su Laosi recognized her at a glance and weakly replied, "It's Yun Lian."
"Twenty years ago, when you were renovating the Zhen'an Marquis's mansion, did you bury more than 800,000 taels of silver in the courtyard of the Zhen'an Marquis's mansion?" Yun Qingran didn't dare to waste a second and continued to ask.
"Yes." Su Laosi nodded. "Yunlian instructed me to do it. Part of that money was earned by her secretly lending money at exorbitant interest rates, and part of it was money she saved by deducting from the Qin family's household expenses after she married into the Qin family."
He didn't know why he woke up after seeing his great-grandmother, but his own body knew he wouldn't survive. He was determined to use this last bit of time to tell this person about the little prostitute's evil deeds.
"Besides you, who else knows about this?" Yun Qingran asked quickly, noticing Su Laosi's increasingly weak demeanor.
"No one knows. Yunlian is very cautious. She only told me." Su Laosi's voice grew softer and softer.
"More than eighty taels of silver, you can't bury it all by yourself. Who else will bury it with you?" Yun Qingran was very nervous, but she still tried her best to speak at a normal speed and clearly.
“And my good brother… Heihei… Gui, he lives in the west of the village…” After saying the word “west,” Su Laosi breathed his last.
"Let's go to the west of the village." Yun Qingran put down Su Laosi, stood up and said to Jun Molin and Jiang Yunqi.
The three of them rushed to the west of the village. Fortunately, Hei Gui had not been harmed. When they found him, he was picking his toes and telling jokes to amuse the old ladies of the same age.
Yunlian returned to the Grand Tutor's residence, feeling uneasy, and paced back and forth in her room.
“Madam, Su Laosi is dead. Even if that little bitch Yun Qingran knows that you did this, there’s no way she can prove it and she can’t do anything to you. Don’t worry.” Gui Mama, who was next to Yunlian, helped her sit down and poured her a cup of hot tea.
"That little bitch Yun Qingran is incredibly clever now. I'm afraid I might miss something and she'll catch me red-handed," Yun Lian said, taking a sip of her hot tea and letting out a sigh.
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