When Cheng Yu flew back to the village, Qian Linhai's wife was still squatting on the ground, blindly hitting the ground with stones. Next to her was Qian Duofu's already broken head.
Pieces of snowflakes fell on the red and white things that had already cooled down, covering up most of the fishy smell.
He summoned his soul and summoned the soul of Qian Duofu floating in the air.
"Why do you have to kill Karen's parents?"
"Because my son likes that girl."
"Why do you have to kill Karen's parents?"
Cheng Yu repeated the question, causing Jia Fei next to him to glance at him.
"Because my son can't marry Xianglian, my son wants to obtain fame and marry the daughter of the Qian family in Qingchuan.
Therefore, we can only kill Xiang Lian's parents, adopt her as an orphan and raise her at home, and send my son to the academy to study hard. Only after my son's marriage with the Qian Mansion has been agreed upon, can he be adopted as his maid.
."
"You and your son planned this together?"
Qian Duofu shook his head and said:
"My son, who reads books about sages, has no idea about this matter. It was all planned by my husband and me."
"Where is your son now?"
"He is still in Qingyang Academy, and the journey is far away. He only returns to the village at the winter solstice and at the beginning of the year."
"..."
"Bang! Bang..."
Cheng Yu was still interrogating the soul of Qian Duofu, and Qian Linhai's mother-in-law was still hitting the ground with stones without stopping.
There were several little kids nearby who were watching quietly despite the heavy snow. One of them ran to call Madam Zhuangtou.
Zhuangtou's wife heard the sound and came over and saw what looked like a person lying on the ground.
Her upper body had been smashed, but based on her clothes, she recognized that the dead body lying down was that of her boss, and she immediately screamed.
Mrs. Qian Linhai raised her head when she heard the sound, only to see her hair disheveled and her face covered with blood. When she saw Mrs. Zhuangtou, she suddenly grinned and said:
"Hey! Are you here too?"
After saying that, he stood up holding the stone stained with red and white things and walked towards Madam Zhuangtou.
Madam Zhuangtou thought she had encountered a ghost during the day, so she screamed and turned around to run away. Unexpectedly, her feet slipped and she fell to the ground. She was covered in snow and rolled away towards her home with her hair disheveled.
Mrs. Qian Linhai held the stone and happily chased it step by step, passing the village head's house, out of the back village, past the mountain temple, and all the way to Qingluo Mountain.
"Haha... Hahaha, old man, don't worry; my son and mother are here..."
……
After Cheng Yu asked about the soul of Qian Duofu, the patrol envoy dragged the soul to the county seat again.
Suddenly something moved in his heart, and the energy between the Yuan Shen and the statue in the ancestral hall was stirred, as if something came alive inside the statue.
After he used his spiritual consciousness to perceive it, the influence disappeared again.
Cheng Yu suddenly remembered that the statue was hidden by Qian Duofu himself. Now that he was dead, there was a reaction in the statue.
But it was almost only for a moment.
Cheng Yu returned to the ancestral hall and inspected it carefully, and found that everything was in good condition.
At this moment, Qian Linhai's mother-in-law had already disappeared into the vast Qingluo Mountain.
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The parade near Qingluo Mountain was particularly busy today, and three waves of dead souls had been sent away during the trip.
Zhuangtou died tragically in the village, and the wife of Zhuangtou was so frightened that she lost consciousness. Four people died in a row on the mountain, and a woman was missing in the village. Qingluo Village may not be peaceful on weekdays, but it has never encountered such a big change in the past hundred years.
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This year's winter hunting came to an abrupt end on the first day. The clan elders discussed the matter and had to send people to report to Qian Mansion in the county seat, so that Qian Duofu's eldest son Qian Bi knew about it.
After all, it was just about time to pay the annual payment. Before, Qian Duofu was in charge of the money, food, food, wine and other things in the village. Now that he is gone, the mother-in-law at home has gone crazy.
If Xiang Lian hadn't stopped her, the woman would have strangled her bedridden mother-in-law to death. She is now being locked up in the woodshed, with several strong women taking turns watching over her.
The man who went to the county town to report the incident has returned to the village. This time, for the first time, he went to see the official and kissed him outside. He also said that he looked much more haggard and older than the last time he came back to the village.
When Mr. Qian heard from outside that there had been a big change in the village, he just sighed and told him to wait until the next spring to decide on the new owner.
In fact, according to the custom, when the old village owner dies, his heirs usually succeed him, but this time the senior officials did not mention this, and the village elders speculated that there were other arrangements.
As for other trivial matters, let the clan elders discuss and decide on their own.
The next day, the Qian Mansion sent three stewards and seven or eight servants to the village. They turned the village head's house upside down and found two large boxes of account books.
On the third day, when Qian Duofu's eldest son Qian Bi hurried back to the village for the funeral, the stewards had not yet finished checking the accounts.
Qian Bi was only sixteen or seven years old at this time, but he had some opinions.
After returning to the village, I first took care of my crazy old mother, and then moved my grandmother and younger brother out of the two-in-one brick house.
During the move, except for some personal clothes, the other stewards did not move, and they eavesdropped on the stewards' conversation. Qian Bi expected that his family was completely ruined.
He originally wanted to use the scraps of money he brought to lure a steward he was familiar with, but the steward refused, fearing that he would have anything to do with him, so he stayed away.
As for Xianglian, the Liang Dynasty prohibited ordinary families from having slaves, but if the people did not use them, officials would not investigate. Xianglian was kept at home by the Zhuangtou family in the name of an adopted daughter.
But now Xianglian's deed has been found out, and Qian Duofu is a son of the Qian family for generations. It is illegal to keep slaves in the family if it is revealed openly.
Therefore, the personal contract signed privately between the Zhuangtou family and Xiang Lian is not counted.
Qian Bi was exhausted both mentally and physically at this time and no longer had any thoughts about the girl. He managed to get the guard boy drunk that night, tied up the mad old woman, gagged her, and secretly took the whole family with her all night long, driving without warning.
Wherever you look, even the ruts are covered in heavy snow.
Five days later, the three stewards just finished checking the accounts, sealed the two tile-roofed houses, confiscated the corresponding account books and other valuable items and took them back to the county town.
Qingchuan County, Qianfu front yard.
"Bang!"
The official slapped his palm on the table, and there was a stack of account books under his palm.
"Boom! Boom!"
He kicked the two wooden buckets on the ground, one large and one small, a foot away.
"Qian Duofu, this fellow, is extremely deceitful and deceives my goodness. He actually collects grain in big buckets and pays tribute in small buckets. He goes in and out. He can get more than two buckets of ink for one stone, and he even builds land in other counties.
Such a big rat deserves to die."
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The senior official Wai Tengteng walked back and forth in the main hall and said to the confidants below:
"Qian Fu, Qian Lu, Qian Shou, Qian Feng, please go check the accounts of the other Zhuangzi at the same time. Go now! Check them all carefully for me! If you make any mistake, watch your legs carefully!"<
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"Yes! Master."
After the stewards went out, the senior officials called a few confidants and whispered:
"You will go with all the stewards and keep an eye on them secretly. If you find anyone who is doing something evil or secretly in league with Zhuangzi, report it to me immediately. Once verified, the steward's position will be yours from now on."
"As you command! Master."
The boys left, and Qian Ruyu entered the house again. After paying homage to his father, he said:
"I heard that Qian Duofu, the owner of Qingluo Village, died unexpectedly. Now Qingluo Village is in disarray. If it stays here for a long time, something might happen."
"Oh? Even Yu'er already knows it, alas..."
"Right now, I have a candidate who is fairly honest and reliable, and is still available."
"Your book boy's family?"
Officer Qian asked calmly.
"My father is wise. As the saying goes, he should not avoid relatives when promoting talents. His wife and I are all idle at the moment, and our hands and feet are neat and tidy..."
Officer Qian suddenly remembered that when he was robbed in the woods that day, Qian Ruyu was in danger and he was at a loss, but Brother Qing risked his life to protect him.
"Well, it's good. You go ahead and make arrangements. My father is getting older, and you can learn to take care of the family business slowly in the future."
"Yes! Father, the child must retire."
"Well..."
"Alas! Qingluo Village... is not a safe place..."
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Qingluo Village, in Quegong Ancestral Hall.
"Xianlian, do you really want to sweep the incense in this ancestral hall and live alone to serve the old man Que Xian?"
Several elders of the Zhuangzhong clan surrounded Xianglian, and the oldest among them asked.
"Well! My parents are both dead and I have no one to rely on. I am willing to sweep the incense in the temple and serve the old man Que Xian."
"Well, in that case, then you can stay here..."
The eldest clan elder said feebly that such a big thing happened in the village, and the clan elders were all in danger, and they didn't have much thought to be serious with this girl.
"Since you insist on staying in the ancestral hall, and this ancestral hall is the public property of the village, then all your daily food and drink should come from the incense in the public house. Qian Duofu's family has also been sealed off, and everyone will build you a thatched cottage behind the ancestral hall. How about
, you should also take care of the Three Immortals Temple at Zhuanghou."
"Yes, Fifth Grandpa, Xianglian knows."
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Two days later, Qing Geer's mother-in-law led her seven aunts and eight aunts to take over Qingluo Village. Twenty or thirty people came into the village.
Qingluo Village was suddenly crowded.
The first thing Qing Geer and I did when I arrived at the village was to announce to the entire village that, by order of the senior officials, all members of the Qian Duofu clan in the village, whether ordinary villagers or clan elders, were to be dispersed and moved to other villages in the Qian Mansion.<
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As a result, the surname Qian, who originally occupied the majority in the village, disappeared.
Of course, some of the craftsmen in the village were originally retained and entrusted with important tasks, such as Gu Er, who knew how to kill pigs, and several craftsmen.
Brother Qing was given the surname Qian as the personal pupil of the young official's grandfather, but his surname was not Qian, but Liu.
Xue Xianglian, as a foreign surname in Zhuang, has been arranged to serve in the ancestral hall.
In addition, Qing Ge'er carefully explained to his parents when he came that they did not dare to touch the Sanxian Temple and Quegong Temple in the village, so Nvwazi was able to stay in the village.