"Jiaojiao, Chunliu was smashed to death. No one expected why this house collapsed for no reason. The old slave ran out. Poor Chunliu had been tortured in Daoxiang Village and could not run away quickly. , I was in trouble." An old woman cried.
"I'm going to be scared to death!" Another woman also cried, crying, and she looked miserable. "I was almost smashed inside. If I hadn't been rolling and crawling, I'm afraid I'm now. It turned into a pile of dead bones.”
Chen Yunchu looked coldly at their clothes and headdresses, which showed that they were about to rest. Although the clothes had wrinkles, there were no traces of dirtyness, and they would not be almost smashed like they cried. in.
She couldn't help but sneer in her heart. She thought that when the house collapsed, the two women were just hiding in the same place, but now she fooled her with lies. Do you really think she was a fool?
"You care about Chunliu for me, and you still need to take off all the headdresses?" Chen Yunchu stared at them coldly, but saw a timid person, and immediately showed a panic expression.
"I am afraid that Chunliu will steal the jewelry from our heads and harm yourself. If Jiaojiao doesn't believe it, she doesn't even have a hairpin on Chunliu's head." The calm woman replied without being humble and arrogant.
Chen Yunchu looked at her carefully. Whether it was temperament or behavior, the woman was of high quality. She thought about it carefully and found that this mother seemed to have been transferred from Cuizhuyuan, no wonder she was so calm. The mothers in the Zhuyuan, who have never killed a few girls, have probably been used to such things.
Chen Yunchu squinted his eyes and saw that Chun Liu was smashed out of recognition, but he couldn't tell the face. She glanced indifferently and saw that the iron lock was lying safely on the edge of the ruins, and that iron lock was still intact. In the locking posture, it actually broke from the middle, obviously being shaken by a brutal internal force.
It seems that things are more complicated than she thought.
She walked over and carefully checked Chunliu's wounds, but she saw that Chunliu had no scratches on her body, but her face was the most serious. Looking at Chunliu's random clothes and thick hands with calluses, she looked at Chunliu's clothes. .
Chen Yunchu stood up suddenly and looked at her coldly, "You didn't say she had injuries on her body, so she couldn't run fast, so she was hit to death. Why are you afraid that she would take your silver hairpin and take self-destruction? Woolen cloth? "
Mother Liu's face was expressionless and did not take Chen Yunchu seriously at all. "Mrs. often teaches me to prevent problems before it happens. If I wait for the spring willow to pull out my hairpin and commit suicide, it will be too late for me to regret it again."
At this time, Wei was carried out because he wanted to intimidate Chen Yunchu. As the saying goes, don’t look at monks and Buddha’s faces. At that time, the maid from Wutongyuan had an accident on the way to get married, so she was transferred to help. Her monthly routines are all collected in Cuizhuyuan, so to be precise, she is still a slave in Cuizhuyuan. Now that her wife is sick, she is the old man in front of her, can she still dare to deal with her? Is her?
Chen Yunchu stared at her indifferent eyes for a moment, turned around to look at the timid woman, and saw her legs trembling. Chen Yunchu smiled gently. He had to pick up soft persimmons and pinch them one by one, and said loudly: "Come on, drag the slave who deceived his master down and beat him hard until she was called."
The two stout mothers responded and immediately dragged her down. The heavy sound of the board and the painful whispers made by the blocked mouth came through the night. The entire Wutong Garden suddenly became twilight and the aunt was furious.
It has been known to everyone that the aunt dealt with the slaves in Daoxiang Village. Seeing that she still had a gentle smile, the maid and the maid in Wutongyuan realized that the aunt was a smiling tiger. Her gentle smile did not mean her temper. Gentle, counting the slaves she dealt with, all of them were scared to sweat, and they were afraid of her.
"Jiaojiao, I am willing to call you, please don't kill me!" The timid man was indeed afraid of death. After being beaten a few times, he couldn't stand it anymore. He had a cold sweat on his forehead and his voice was trembling.
Cui Ya had already rushed over after hearing the news, and added a cloak for Chen Yunchu, and assigned the little girl to move a stool. The hot tea was still smelling scent. Chen Yunchu looked at her coldly for a moment until she could hardly bear it. She looked at her oppressively and then slowly spoke: "I think you have heard about Mother Zhou's affairs, we, the most powerful slave in our Chen Mansion, can't tolerate the slave who deceives the master. If you dare to deceive a word, you will be killed. Throw it into the grave."
Chen Yunchu's tone was faint, but it made her shake even more. Zhou's mother was the most powerful celebrity in front of her wife. When the aunt found a mistake, she dared to throw Zhou's mother into the grave, let alone a small role like herself.
"It was already dark at that time. I was going to rest. I suddenly heard the sound of collapse outside. I ran out and saw that the house had collapsed. Seeing Chunliu being smashed inside, I saw Chunliu's clothes, and took it out and took it out to see. That person was not Chunliu, and I was panicked at that time, afraid that Jiaojiao would deal with the slave. Liu's mother said no need to be afraid. She used waste wood to smash the man's face so that she could no longer tell the appearance. Then she let the slave Helping to coax Jiaojiao, she wanted to get away with it, but Jiaojiao saw through it."
"If you start to tell me honestly, I will scold you at most. But you know that your mother hates the slave who deceived her master, and then she becomes sick. You dare to commit crimes against the wind. If you don't punish you, the matter will be spread. In my mother's ears, I probably blamed for being favored."
Chen Yunchu sips the tea gently and speaks without leaking water. It not only points out that she punishes them because they violated Wei's taboo, but also shows that although they are slaves of Wutongyuan, she is willing to protect them, but she is not easy to favor. Wrong law.
The timid woman knelt on the ground and shivered, but Mother Liu looked at her fearlessly, "I dare not admit this crime! I just don't want Jiaojiao to work too hard and lied. That's it, how can you be considered deceiving your master?"
"Who taught you to look directly at the master when you reply to your master?" Chen Yunchu suddenly stood up, walked over slowly, walked to her, a sneer appeared in her eyes, and asked her again: "Who taught you Before the master returns home, you can go to bed without serving your master? Who taught you that when your master scolds you, you can make trouble and argue for yourself? Who taught you that you can make decisions for your master at will? In order not to let your master If you are too busy, you dare to use lies to deceive your master. I want to ask, who sets the rules for you?"
Chen Yunchu was right, and Mother Liu thought to herself that it was bad, so she was going to kneel down and admit her mistake. Chen Yunchu did not give her the chance to admit her mistake, and ordered her first: "Drag this lawless slave and beat her to death!"