Lin Qingran ignored Aunt Hua's dark, gloomy face and looked at Mrs. Wang on the ground who refused to tell the truth even though she had lost two ears. She squinted her eyes but just stared at her.
She didn't say a word, but looked thoughtful, but in Mrs. Wang's eyes, she was frightened, sweating all over her body, and almost incontinent with fear - the second lady was thinking of ways to deal with her!
Thinking of Lin Qingran's current methods, looking at the bloody ears on the ground, and the fragments on the ground, Mrs. Wang was so scared that she was scared to death.
Lin Qingran smiled faintly, turned his eyes from Mrs. Wang to Aunt Hua, and said slowly: "Auntie, after thinking about it, I think it's better to leave this evil slave to your disposal. Although
My aunt's methods are as gentle as water, but this evil slave, whether he is stealing ginseng from the warehouse or plotting against his master, cannot be spared lightly, so I asked my aunt to temporarily put aside her compassion and find a way to seek justice for our siblings."
Aunt Hua is in charge of internal affairs, so Lin Qingran's request is reasonable and reasonable, even though she had just refused.
Lin Qingran tossed the person for so long and suddenly handed the person over to Aunt Hua to deal with. At this moment, the previous words had not been revealed. No matter how Aunt Hua dealt with it, it would be wrong. But at this time, if she handled it lightly, it would be a big deal.
Something is wrong.
Especially under the cruel methods of Lin Qingran's sister and brother.
At this point, Aunt Hua has only one choice - severe punishment.
Lin Qingran spent so much effort just to spit out the way Mrs. Wang dealt with Mrs. Hua from Aunt Hua's mouth, so that she could really chill the hearts of those who worked for Aunt Hua.
Aunt Hua really didn't expect that Lin Qingran's scheming methods would reach such a level, almost killing people without blood.
However, the aunt who is in charge of the inner house is quite calm: "There is no room for such evil slaves in the house, so naturally they will be sold out."
Lin Qingran looked at Mrs. Wang who was slumped into a ball of mud on the ground, but shook her head: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate! Such evil slaves have evil intentions. Without severe punishment, it is not enough to clean up the back house. If someone follows suit in the future,
this……"
It’s actually too light!
Aunt Hua had no choice but to grit her teeth and say, "What do you think the second lady should do?"
Lin Qingran looked at Aunt Hua with an unusually sympathetic look, and said calmly: "When my mother was here, she once read Dongming's law to us sisters. It clearly recorded how to deal with slaves who stole.
, not to mention that this evil slave has committed more than just stealing, which is a serious crime?"
She blinked and asked in a surprised tone: "Auntie, don't you know?"
This is ridicule, naked ridicule!
Dongming’s law?
Mrs. Wang gasped: the second lady wants her life.
If a slave steals, Dongming's law is - death with a stick!
Everyone knew that Mrs. Wang was stealing, but she just made it up casually, but Lin Qingran held on tightly at this moment.
When Aunt Hua heard Lin Qingran's words, she rushed to her head with an explosion of pain, not because of Lin Qingran's ridicule, but because of the deep meaning in his words: she was forcing Mrs. Wang to sell her.
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However, the word "steal" came out of her mouth clearly, and she couldn't do it even if she shouldn't.
So, Aunt Hua had no choice but to nod slowly, several times in a row, and then said: "Okay..."
As soon as the word "good" came out, her chest finally swelled, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out - she had suffered a heart attack that had not occurred for many years.