12dz Chapter 251 Return of the property to its original owner
Chapter 251 Return of the property to its original owner
Although the flames shot up into the sky and the old lady was shouting loudly, the firefighters were timid and could only pour water from a distance, but the water could not stop the fire at all.
In the end, all they could do was watch the fire grow bigger and bigger.
In less than half an hour, the huge Prime Minister's Mansion was almost reduced to ashes.
No, to be precise, there is still a hall left, which is the mourning hall where Shen's coffin is located.
The mourning hall was able to be preserved thanks to Chu Ruoran. She arranged all her subordinates around it and poured basins of water around it, so it was saved.
"It's over, it's over! Everything is over!"
The old lady stood in the middle of the yard, looking at the blackened fire everywhere, and sat on the ground crying loudly.
The Prime Minister's Mansion was so huge, built with real money, but now everything is gone.
Chu Wanyu, however, stood aside as if nothing had happened, with her arms folded over her chest and a half-smile on her face, looking like she was watching the fun.
Rumble.
At some point the sky was covered with dark clouds.
The rain poured down in torrents, and the pearl-sized raindrops hit the ground and splashed water.
Chu Wanyu slowly approached the old lady and reminded her with a smile: "The money used to renovate the Prime Minister's Mansion when we moved in was my mother's dowry. Is this true..."
The low, hoarse voice carried a strange horror.
The old lady couldn't help but tremble, her eyes widened, and she looked at Chu Wanyu in horror.
Chu Wanyu curled her lips into a faint smile, uttered a charming laugh, and said, "Maybe this is returning the property to its original owner!"
"You..." The old lady's chest heaved up and down with anger, but for a moment she couldn't think of a word to respond.
The nanny beside her was so angry that she was shaking and her face was very pale when she saw the old lady's body. She hurried forward, helped her up and comforted her, "Old lady, please take care of yourself!"
"Yes, I can't fall down!" The old lady secretly comforted herself and tried her best to adjust her mood.
Because, at this time, the Prime Minister's Mansion no longer had a mistress.
If the old lady falls ill again, there may be no one in charge of the family.
However, looking at the Prime Minister's Mansion reduced to ashes, she was furious and had nowhere to vent. Suddenly, she saw the only surviving mourning hall. Inside, Chu Ruoran was burning paper, oblivious to what was happening in the mansion. The old lady rushed over in anger and cursed, "You jinx, you're more likely to cause trouble than to help. You set this fire, and now it's burned down my mansion. Hurry and give me the money, or I'll beat you to death!"
"Madam, what are you talking about?"
Yao Shijie stepped forward and stopped Chu Ruoran behind him. He still had some respect for his elders, "I know you are old and can't stand the stimulation, but you shouldn't blame this on my wife!"
"Yes, grandma, you can't wrongly accuse me!" Although Chu Ruoran secretly hated her,
There were tears on her face, she bit her lower lip gently, crying like a pear blossom in the rain.
The old lady snorted coldly, "You little one, it's really naive of you to do such tricks under my nose. Hurry up and take out your dowry money to repair the Prime Minister's Mansion, otherwise, those two girls around you..."
As he spoke, he set his eyes on the maid behind Allen Chu.
And these two maids were none other than the two who set the fire.
They originally thought that Chu Ruoran was a smart person and could successfully burn Chu Wanyu to death. They could also take Chu Wanyu's dowry to the palace and snatch it back.
The Prime Minister's Mansion is on the decline.
Without the support of Chu Wanyu's mother's dowry, the prime minister, as powerful as he is, was unable to make ends meet.
If we get that money, we can make the Prime Minister's Mansion more prosperous again.
Unexpectedly, this waste Chu Ruoran not only failed to burn Chu Wanyu to death, but burned down the Prime Minister's Mansion instead.
The old lady looked over with a cold gaze.
Allen Chu's eyes flickered slightly, feeling guilty, but she didn't show it on her face, "Grandma, I don't know what you are talking about?"
"I don't know, then report it to the authorities. You've just been conferred the title of County Master. If this matter involves you..."
Hit the snake seven inches.
The old lady knew what Allen Chu cared about most.
Sure enough, after these words came out, Allen Chu’s face turned pale.
Yao Shijie's eyebrows twitched wildly, and he had an ominous premonition, "Could it be related to the fire?"
"of course not!"
Allen Chu looked so weak that she couldn't take care of herself. She threw herself into his arms and said, "This is my home. How could I set fire to my own home?"
Yao Shijie's expression eased slightly, "Then..."
"Look at what you're so hesitant about. Report it to the authorities, the Jingzhao Yin, the Dali Temple. If that doesn't work, report it to the Ministry of Justice. The Prime Minister's Mansion is on fire, they dare not fail to investigate."
Chu Wanyu fanned the flames at the right time.
"Sister, it's just a small matter, why make such a fuss? Besides, the Prime Minister's Mansion is under the control of my father!"
Chu Ruoran said this and set his eyes on Chu Qinglian.
"This..." Chu Qinglian frowned, looking hesitant.
"Father, I am the daughter of you and your beloved. I still have many things left by my mother!"
Hearing this, Chu Qinglian's expression changed, "Never mind, it was just an accident!"
"you……"
The old lady was so disappointed with her friend that her crutch dropped heavily to the ground. Finally, her blood boiled, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
Chu Wanyu rushed over quickly, took the old lady's pulse and found that she had just fainted from anger.
She inserted a silver needle, and the unconscious old lady suddenly opened her eyes and gasped, then her cold eyes fell on Allen Chu, "You ungrateful wolf, you are an ungrateful wolf!"
"Hey!"
Chu Wanyu sighed in agreement, "Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts!"
Just a few words, but with a hint of meaning.
Chu Ruoran's face flushed with anger, "You, I am now the county lady appointed by the emperor..."