The back of Jiang Chengyun's head hit the bluestone ground, his head was buzzing from the shock, and he didn't react for a long time.

In the courtyard, a maid reacted and hurriedly ran to help him.

Jiang Chengyun rolled his eyes and stood up numbly. He waited for a long time before coming back to his senses.

Soon enough, he suddenly waved his hand, slapped the maid who helped her get up on the face, and yelled: "Get out!"

The maid ducked and fell to the ground. When she raised her head, she saw a finger print on half of her face, which was already extremely red and swollen.

But he didn't even look at him. His eyes fell on the old man who had just pushed him, and he said sternly: "You are looking for death."

The old man's expression was ferocious, and his eyes were full of despair, "Jiang Chengyun, you are looking for death. You killed my daughter, but you are still alive and well. God is unfair. I should have accepted you long ago."

"You're talking nonsense. You crazy old man, I don't even know who your daughter is."

"How come you don't know her?"

The old money man's cloudy eyes were full of tears, "Her name is Xiang'er. She only joined the mansion as a maid because her family was too poor. She only hopes to save enough money to redeem herself as soon as possible. Why do you want to kill her."

Jiang Chengyun frowned when he heard the name.

So many maids died in his hands that he could not recall who the person named Xiang'er was.

"Old man, please don't slander anyone. The slaves in the house are unruly and often use my reputation as a master to do evil things. If your daughter really was once a maid in the house, I will personally find out the truth and give you justice."

In a few words, Jiang Chengyun completely shirks all his responsibilities.

Old man Sun was so angry that his face turned red. The old lady beside him was not someone to be trifled with. She jumped up and cursed: "Jiang Chengyun, don't be hypocritical and pretend to be a big head. Who will take your name? These people are not listening to you."

Order."

As she spoke, she pulled Lao Qian's head, and both of them knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Cao Ran, "Sir, please find out the truth and give us justice."

Behind the scenes, the melon-eaters who were watching were talking a lot.

Among the crowd, a gorgeous woman in a red dress slowly walked out. She turned to Cao Ranfu and said in a cold voice: "A civilian girl meets Mr. Cao."

Someone recognized the woman in red in front of them and said in surprise: "It's Yu Yinghua."

Xia Qianqian, who was standing in front of the window, was so frightened that she leaned over the window sill and leaned out half of her body, trying to hear their conversation clearly.

Ji Zimo grabbed her arm and yelled dissatisfied: "Come back! If you fall from here, you will lose half your life if you don't die."

Xia Qianqian grasped the window sill with both hands and said fearlessly: "I'm not afraid, I'll hold on tight. I'm afraid I can't hear her clearly when Mr. Yu comes."

Yu Yinghua didn't know what he said, but the comments from the onlookers drowned out Jiang Chengyun's scolding.

But when Cao Ran waved his hand, the crowd suddenly became quiet again.

Yu Yinghua's face was cold, and she stared at Jiang Chengyun, telling each word with force and force: "I reported to Mr. Cao that the reason behind Jiang Chengyun's murder of his concubine and his son was not that he was obsessed with me and wanted to marry me.

Passed by. But because..."

She paused and looked at Jiang Chengyun's pale face, "That child was not his heir in the first place, and he has been using special incense to seek enjoyment for a long time. It is impossible for him to have an heir."

"Nonsense, you're talking nonsense!"

As if he had been struck by lightning, Jiang Chengyun's eyes were red with anger, he staggered over and was about to take action.

Cao Ran glanced at him, and several soldiers around him stepped forward and stopped him.

Unwilling to be reconciled, he rushed forward and cursed angrily: "Yu Yinghua, you treacherous bitch. You and I had an engagement, and you broke the engagement first, and now you dare to speak nonsense and slander the reputation of my Jiang family."

Yu Yinghua stood there, looking at him quietly, "I was devoted to you, but you murdered your maid behind your back. I didn't want to be the victim, so you threatened my father."

When she was about to speak, Yu Xiang squeezed out from the crowd, grabbed her wrist, and yelled: "Shut up and go back."

"I don't!"

Yu Yinghua's attitude was resolute, "Today, we are shaking off all the secrets. Dad, we will be punished for whatever crime we deserve. Is it possible that we have to live with it for so many years and feel uneasy for the rest of our lives?"

"Shut up, you unfilial daughter!"

Yu Yang had an anxious look on his face and said, "You are no longer alive. You are shameless. Could it be that the entire Yu family, including hundreds of people from top to bottom, are shameless and no longer alive."

"Live! Everyone lives! But we can no longer be pinched by others and live a miserable life. What's the difference between that and death?"

"Pa!" Yu Xiang raised his hand and slapped Yu Yinghua.

Everyone present was shocked.

Even Xia Qianqian was calm.

In the end, what was the reason for the Yu family to be pinched?

"Hmph!" Yu Yinghua raised the other half of his face and leaned over, "Okay, you beat me! Just beat me to death. Beat me to death, and you will be even more sleepless at night and worried."

"You..." Yu Xiang was so angry that the veins on his forehead swelled, and he clenched his hands into fists, wanting to step forward and tear this unfilial daughter to pieces.

"Master!" A shallow call from the crowd instantly revived Yu Xiang's consciousness.

He turned his head, and Mrs. Yu Zhao came slowly with the support of her grandma. She looked at the finger prints on her daughter's face, and there was pain hidden in her eyes.

"Master, there is no airtight wall in this world. Every secret must be leaked at some point. Extending your neck is a knife, and shrinking your neck is a knife. Why don't we face it frankly?"

"Madam, you..." Yu Xiang was still unwilling.

Mrs. Yu Zhao shook her head and said distressedly: "The master has buried the matter in his heart. He has become several years older than his peers over the years. I feel sorry for him too."

"Master, children have their own blessings. Since they were born into the Yu family and have enjoyed the glory and wealth of the Yu family, they have the responsibility to live and die with the Yu family when the Yu family suffers."

"Master, don't hesitate. This is an opportunity, and perhaps God has left us hope for the survival of the Yu family. Just ask Master Cao Ran."

Yu Xiang seemed to be persuaded, and his expression began to hesitate.

Jiang Chengyun at the gate suddenly became anxious, "Yu Xiang, don't talk nonsense."

He stared at him, with a deep threat hidden in his eyes.

Such a tiger-like look made him feel like a thorn in his back. For more than ten years, he has been deeply condemned and distressed by his conscience.

Today, he suddenly felt tired and wanted to give up.

Yu Xiang raised his hand to Cao Ran and said solemnly: "I, Yu Xiang, report to Mr. Cao that over the years, Jiang Chengyun has been using our Yu family pharmacy to prepare hallucinogens and supply them to major Huafang patrons, seeking huge profits.

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