The layout of the house is ordinary, with a small hall in the middle, a bedroom on the right, and a study on the left.
There is a chessboard and tea set in the small hall, and there is nothing in the bedroom except the bed and wardrobe. There are many books in the study, including classics, history, poetry, and travel notes.
Unfortunately, after rummaging through it, I couldn't find even a scrap of paper.
There is also pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. It is impossible for Ming San not to write a word in ten years. He obviously took care of it in advance.
The secret room is under the study.
Mingwei went down the narrow stone steps.
"There are just some sundries." Lei Hong said to her, "Come and check to see if these are of any use."
Mingwei nodded and looked over.
"They are all small objects for practicing mystical arts." After a while, she became disappointed, "It seems that the important things have been taken care of by him."
Lei Hong frowned: "What an old fox!"
Mingwei flipped through a book for practicing talismans: "If he wasn't cunning, how could he have faked his death for ten years and no one knew about it?"
Yes! Lei Hong nodded secretly.
He only found out in the morning that Ming San was not dead. When he saw Ming San being escorted by the guards, he was stunned.
The person who apparently died in front of them is still alive!
He has been on duty for seven or eight years and has never heard of such a thing.
If Mingwei hadn't been alert, Mingsan would have escaped like this.
"Miss Seven, shall we go up?"
"Wait a minute." Mingwei held the last page of the booklet and read it over and over.
Lei Hong glanced at it twice but didn't understand.
There are some small circles drawn in an irregular manner, but no connection can be seen no matter how you look at them.
"What kind of magic is this?"
Mingwei shook his head: "This is not magic."
Lei Hong doesn't understand.
"It's weird if it's not about mystical arts." Mingwei explained, "This booklet is full of spiritual talismans. Why is this page so abrupt?"
After thinking for a while, she took a piece of white paper and traced the small circle, then returned the booklet to Lei Hong: "I'll keep it for consideration."
Lei Hong has no objection.
He has become very accustomed to treating Mingwei as one of his own...
After sealing up all the found items, Lei Hong left the secret room.
"Second Madam," he said with cupped fists, "we still need to inspect the property of the second master of your house."
The second lady has been mentally prepared for a long time. The Ming family has a close relationship with the prince, and the property transactions must be investigated.
In other words, this is the key to the Ming family's conviction.
…
"Mommy, let's have some porridge." Sujie brought millet porridge over.
Nanny Tong braced herself and managed to swallow a few mouthfuls, but she couldn't eat any more.
"Mommy..." Sujie wanted to persuade her to eat more.
"I'll do it."
Hearing the sound, Sujie realized that Mingwei had come in.
"Miss." She stood up.
Mingwei took the porridge bowl from her and sat in front of the bed.
"Why bother Miss?" Aunt Tong said softly, "I'd better do it myself."
Mingwei shook her head, scooped up a mouthful of porridge, and brought it to her mouth.
Mother Tong had no choice but to open her mouth and eat it.
After eating the porridge and rinsing his mouth, Mingwei talked to her: "Mommy, my mother has been gone for so many days, can't you let her go?"
Nanny Tong's eyes were full of pain: "I'm sorry for the madam. Seeing her suffer so much, I can't do anything but persuade her to be patient. In the end, madam is still..."
Mingwei understands this feeling.
I originally thought that one day I would get through it all, but who knew that Mrs. Mingsan still died unjustly.
What’s the point of so many years of patience?
Mother Tong was so filled with regret that she couldn't even get sick.
Mingwei was silent for a moment and said, "What I hate most is that I can't avenge my mother, right?"
Mother Child tilted her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "I'm just a slave. I can't do anything for Madam. You shouldn't even mention the word revenge."
Mingwei turned around and ordered: "Sujie, go guard the door and don't let anyone come near."
Su Jie agreed and went out.
Mingwei held Nanny Tong's old hand and said softly: "If you have anything to say, Nanny, just say it. Don't keep it in your heart. In my case, the closest person except mother is Nanny. There is no difference between master and servant."
, and there’s nothing that can’t be said.”
Hearing this, Grandma Tong finally couldn't stop her tears: "Miss!"
Mingwei held her shoulders and listened to her crying sadly, so he could only stay with her silently.
Mother Tong cried for a while, her mood slowly calmed down, and finally there was undisguised hatred in her eyes: "They all deserve to die!"
The April wind has already become warm, and the voice of the child's mother echoes in the house.
"What kind of life has Madam been living these past years? One man after another, the most despicable man with the door ajar, even if you don't want to see him, you can't see him. But where is Madam?"
"Who in this family is truly innocent? The second master and the sixth master are two beasts. What about the others? Do they really know nothing?"
"The Fourth Master is scoffing at Madam, saying he doesn't know what's going on?"
"The old lady treats Madam lukewarmly. She has long seen that the Sixth Master is interested in Madam, but has she told the Sixth Master? Maybe she still blames Madam for attracting bees and butterflies."
"There is also the Second Madam. She is usually affectionate and affectionate with her, but when something happens she just looks on and on."
"The fourth lady pretends to be impeccable, but in reality? She always restrains the eighth young lady and the ninth young master and prevents them from coming to Yu Fangyuan."
"Mrs. Six looks at her like a stranger, but in her heart she hates her very much. Every time she sees her, she won't speak if she can."
"Who is innocent? Each of them is a promoter!"
"Each of them should come to Madam to apologize!"
Mingwei gently stroked Nanny Tong's back and listened to her vent her hatred.
Although some of her words were not entirely correct, her hatred was well-founded.
What if the Fourth Master really loves the Third Lady? It is a fact that he has stood by and watched for ten years.
Even if the rest of the people don't know the inside story, what reason do they have to hate the third lady?
She is a victim, a complete victim, why should she be hated and complained about?
All mistakes are made, and the victim is not at fault.
"I only regret that I can't do it!" Mother Tong burst into tears.
While crying, Mingwei said quietly: "I can do it."
"Miss..." Aunt Tong looked at her blankly.
Ming smiled and wiped her tears: "In order to wait until that day, grandma must take good care of herself. I swear to you, you won't have to wait too long, you will see it!"
…
Mingwei returned to his room and saw the soul of Miss Mingqi sitting quietly in the corner.
After finding her lost two souls and four souls, her spiritual energy became much stronger.
"Aren't you willing to give in?" Mingwei said softly, "You have been dead for so many days, but you still maintain your spirituality. Everyone says you are a fool, but who says that a fool has no heart?"
Miss Mingqi looked dull and motionless.
"Don't worry, Empress Xuannv punishes evil and rapes, and all your wishes will come true."
She held a gloomy wood peace charm in her hand and stroked it slowly...