Song Yaoyao glared at Steward Hu:
"Are you telling me how to do my job?"
Steward Hu jumped in fright:
"My lord, I wouldn't dare!"
"If you wouldn't dare, then watch your mouth!
Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
"Yes, my lord."
Song Yaoyao turned to Zhang Fangtian and asked:
"Do you have anything to say for yourself?"
Zhang Fangtian was so frightened that he was about to kneel, but Song Yaoyao hurriedly stopped him:
"Stay on your feet and speak! There's no need to be nervous!"
Zhang Fangtian's voice trembled on the verge of tears:
"My lord, I only spoke so recklessly because I was desperate.
Please punish me!"
"Since you had a reason, I'll forgive you this time. But if it happens again, I won't let you off lightly!"
"Yes, my lord."
"Zhang Fangtian, do you have anything else to say about the garden renovations?"
"My lord, everything Steward Hu said was a pack of lies!
I'm no good with words. I can't outargue him!
As for how well we renovated the garden, we can go inside the Hu residence and see who's right and who's wrong.
That's not something anyone can fake!"
Song Yaoyao nodded:
"Well said. Once we go inside and take a look, the truth will come to light!"
Steward Hu's face turned pale:
"My lord, don't listen to these troublemaking peasants and their nonsense..."
Song Yaoyao interrupted him:
"Whether it's nonsense or not, won't we find out by taking a look inside?"
"My lord, our master isn't home!"
"We're only looking at the garden. It doesn't matter whether Master Hu is home.
Besides, aren't you here to accompany us as his steward?"
"My lord, I mean it's inconvenient!"
"Hah, what's inconvenient about it?
Is it inconvenient, or does the Hu household have