Something happened again to the Cheng family in Jiangzhou.
In fact, the news spread yesterday, and today, even the guy standing on the bridge selling tea soup can talk about it vividly.
"...Then Miss Zhu pulled out the dagger and said, if you betray your heart, I will dig out your heart..."
The boy raised his orchid fingers and shook his head with a big iron spoon in his hand.
Someone in the audience immediately interrupted.
"Hey, that's not right. It was said that Mrs. Zhu's maid killed her. He said that the husband of the Cheng family wanted to force Mrs. Zhu..."
"Come on, the husband of the Cheng family has already spent fifty thousand guan. He should be forced to sleep with all the official prostitutes in Desheng Tower."
There was a burst of laughter.
"At that time, there were only four people in the house, Miss Zhu and Cheng Silang, master and servant. The guards of the Cheng family were outside the door, and they did not hear any noise or movement at all."
"The tea was drugged, and the person who did it was Madam Zhu's maid Chun Ling. This Chun Ling is also from Jiangzhou."
"Then why did she want to kill Cheng Silang?" A staff member couldn't help but ask after hearing this.
Qin Sui shook his head.
"No one knows that Mrs. Zhu hanged herself with her dress in prison last night, and Mrs. Cheng broke her neck and died on the spot." He said, "People around me said that Mrs. Cheng only asked one question at that time.
talk."
"Did you do it?"
A voice slowly sounded.
The rhythm of the weak voice suddenly appeared at this time, making everyone present feel a little nervous.
Looking around, he saw the King of Jin'an County, half sitting on the couch, leaning on a pillow.
"Did she ask this?" he asked again.
The follower then came back to his senses and nodded.
A weak smile appeared on Prince Jin'an's face.
"Yes, Your Highness guessed it correctly. She asked this question, and the maid replied yes, and then..." The attendant continued, reaching out and making a twisting motion.
Most of the people present had either never killed anyone or had seen someone kill someone, but they still looked slightly unnatural when they heard this.
Logically speaking, it is normal for a woman to go crazy and stab someone randomly with a knife, but to twist someone's head off with her hands...
This is more oozing than seeing blood.
"I just said that Mrs. Cheng looked weird last night." Another person said hurriedly.
Everyone looked at him.
"Did you say it?" someone asked him.
Let’s forget it, right?
"She has a lot of blood on her body," the man continued.
Did you come directly from Desheng Building?
"Is this happening because of me?" Prince Jin'an said slowly.
"Your Highness is saying that Cheng Silang was killed to threaten Mrs. Cheng not to come to treat you?" Mr. Gu said with a frown.
"Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?" Prince Jin'an said.
"There are many coincidences in the world." Mr. Gu said, "Cheng Silang was so arrogant in Desheng Tower, and the Cheng family's wife spent a lot of money on him. It was all because of Mrs. Zhu's calculations that she suffered such a big loss. Who knew that he
How could you humiliate Madam Zhu? If you really held him hostage, how could it be so easy? Four guards of the Cheng family were present at the time. If the Zhou family and Madam Cheng hadn't gone there, they would have found out that their master was dead.
"
Having said this, he smiled sarcastically.
"I don't think someone held Cheng Silang hostage. It's not that he couldn't leave at the time, but that he didn't want to leave."
As he spoke, Mr. Gu called another guard's name.
A guard came in outside the door.
"Tell me again how you met Mrs. Cheng that day and what she said." He said.
"Ms. Cheng and the thirteenth son of the Qin family are admiring the flowers."
"...She said that His Highness's illness cannot be cured, and there is no need to see His Highness. If it cannot be cured, let's invite someone else."
"If we force her to come here, Liulang from the Zhou family will beat us."
Mr. Gu looked at the King of Jin'an County.
"Your Highness, did you hear that she is with the Thirteenth Prince of the Qin family?" he said, pointing to the other side.
On one side stood a small box filled with stacks of memorials.
"These are the impeachment memorials sent by the Queen Mother to be burned by Your Highness." He continued, "These memorials were led by the Qin family."
"Your Highness." He looked at the King of Jin'an County, "Ms. Cheng seems to have chosen the Qin family."
The atmosphere in the room seemed stagnant and depressing.
Looking at Prince Jin'an who was half sitting on the couch, the chamberlain couldn't help but cough slightly.
"Mr. Gu, you talked too much." He whispered softly, while stepping forward to support Prince Jin'an, "Your Highness has just woken up, so we will stay here today."
Prince Jin'an also seemed to have lost his strength, so he lay down with his support.
"Also, we have already gone to invite her today, but she is still missing." Mr. Gu thought of something and said, "There is a funeral at home, and her parents are away, so it is inconvenient for her to see guests."
While talking, he looked at other people.
"Did you see that Qingtian didn't even invite her to see her in the daytime? Last night, Heifenggao was clamoring to come in." He sneered, "It's a good thing I didn't let her in. Who knows if she would also twist off His Highness's head if she came in?"
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"Mr. Gu!" the chamberlain shouted in a loud voice and glared at him.
"She said there is a funeral at home and her parents are away. It is inconvenient for her to see guests. That means it is inconvenient." Prince Jin'an, who had been silent all this time, said.
Mr. Gu looked at him and nodded and smiled.
"Yes, His Highness said yes." He said, bowing and saluting, "Your Highness, please rest quickly. The most important thing for Your Highness now is to take good care of yourself."
Everyone in the room bowed and left. The waiter arranged for the maids to serve him, and he hurriedly followed him out.
"...What are you talking about! I know that the most important thing for Your Highness is to take good care of yourself! Look what you are talking about..."
"...I am telling the truth."
"...It's better to tell the truth at the right time. His Highness didn't have many caring people to begin with...now...ugh..."
The low voices gradually became inaudible through the curtains.
now…..
Prince Jin'an slowly raised his hand, opened it, looked at the piece of wood inside, then slowly closed it and lowered his hand.
Go to sleep. The most important thing is to take good care of your body. You cannot die, you must live. No matter how difficult it is, you must live.
Listening intently in the tent, the two maids looked at each other and nodded, tiptoed a few steps away, sat down beside them and closed their eyes to rest.
The room in the afternoon was as quiet as night.
In the Zhou family courtyard, chaotic carriages and horses were driven out one after another, and Zhou Feng hurried to catch up.
"Father!" he shouted, with an annoyed look on his face, "Is it time to leave now?"
Mr. Zhou lifted the car curtain.
"Aren't you leaving now? If you don't leave, we will be lying in the coffin!" He shouted in a low voice, reaching out and lighting Zhou Hui, "You brat, it's fine if you don't come with us, I've already given an explanation to General Zhong.
After passing, I will take you back to the northwest immediately."
"Father!" Zhou Hui shouted again.
"Although my people are gone, the things and money at home are all given to my little girl if you tell her to use them as she pleases. If you have anything to do, send a message to Shaanzhou. If you want to go back to Shaanzhou, you can come, but don't
See you outside." Master Zhou thought of something again and said hurriedly. After that, without waiting for Zhou Hui to say anything else, he lowered the curtain and urged the coachman to leave quickly.
Zhou Hui had no choice but to send him out and stood outside the city gate, watching a group of carriages and horses turn into black dots on the horizon. Then he turned around in a depressed manner, exhaled and flicked the horse whip fiercely, and the horses galloped.
"Look, Liulang of the Zhou family is here again."
The concierge who was joking in front of the Qin family's door immediately stood ready, and the guards inside the door also poured out.
"Young Master Zhou!" The head steward looked at Zhou Hui who took off the long bow from his body and shouted loudly, "We respect you, but if you show off your weapons in front of my Qin family, don't blame us for showing off our weapons too.
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Zhou Hui looked at him, then at the Qin family's house, looking at the concierge who looked like a formidable enemy, and raised his head and laughed.
"Mr. Zhou?" the steward asked with a frown.
Before Zhou Hui stopped laughing, he suddenly tore off a piece of his robe, drew his bow and shot an arrow with lightning speed.
There was a slight chaos in front of the Qin family's door. There was a crash, a long arrow was shot on the door, and a piece of clothing was nailed to it.
Zhou Hui glanced at these people again, turned his horse's head and left, never looking back.
"Go down."
Qin Hu waved his hand and the boy hurriedly exited.
Looking at the piece of cloth and a long arrow placed in front of him, Qin Hu smiled.
"You brat, you've learned how to cut off your robe and cut off your righteousness." He laughed, stretched out his hand to pick up the cloth and arrow, stood up and walked towards the room.
He walked very slowly, holding the piece of cloth and an arrow in his hands as if they were treasures in the world.
Zhou Hui had already entered the door of the Cheng family.
The funeral ceremony had been arranged in the yard, and Fan Jianglin and Huang were busy on their own. When they saw him coming, they hesitated and asked the servant to tear off a piece of mourning cloth.
Zhou Hao reached out to take it and went straight in without saying a word.
Cheng Jiaoniang's room was open, and she saw her sitting inside, with Banqin holding her hand in tears.
"Why didn't I wrap it up?" she said. "It's such a deep wound."
Yesterday, Madam left from Desheng Building and did not return all night. When she came back, the house was busy with Cheng Silang's burial. She was crying so much that she did not notice that there was an injury on Madam's hand.
The blood has been washed away, and the wound across the palm of his hand looks even more hideous.
"Wrapping it up is slow," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"But there will be scars." Banqin held Cheng Jiaoniang's hand and burst into tears.
"It's okay, scars are just scars, I don't care if there are more." Cheng Jiaoniang said and took back her hand.
Counting the arrows flying from left to right when he died, he must have been scarred like a hedgehog.
She pursed her lips and smiled.
laugh?
Zhou Sheng frowned and walked over.
"Dalangjun has already made arrangements for Mr. Silang's funeral. Madam, do you have any other instructions..." Banqin sobbed.
After the Maoyuanshan brothers died, the lady spent so much effort to clear their names, and the things she did were enough to leave their names in history. Whenever someone mentions Maoyuanshan wine and the world's best running script, they will naturally mention it.
This is the story of the Maoyuan Mountain brothers.
Now that Cheng Silang died at the hands of a prostitute, and that Mrs. Zhu hanged herself in prison, the matter became even more confusing, and was widely spread in the city.
The lady must definitely clear up Cheng Silang's name.
"Burn it, send it back to Jiangzhou, and build a tomb in the capital." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Banqin looked at her and waited for a long time without hearing anything again.
"Is that it?" she asked.
"Oh." Cheng Jiaoniang thought of something else and nodded, "There is no writing on the monument."
At the beginning, there were no words on the burial tablets of the Maoyuan Mountain brothers. It was only after the injustice was settled and a posthumous gift was given that the wife engraved it with her own hands.
It seems that this time, the lady will have to wait for Cheng Silang to take revenge and clear his name before she will carve his name.
Banqin nodded and stood up, bowed his head to Zhou Hui and walked away.
Zhou Feng lifted up his clothes and sat down on the porch outside the door.
"Tell me how to do it." He said directly.
How to kill Qin Langjun?
Banqin paused slightly in his steps and couldn't help but look back.
"Tell me, who are you going to kill this time?" There seemed to be a young man with a smile on his face, leaning forward and saying in a low voice.
The words are still the same, but is the person who once said these words now the one to be killed?
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Damn it, to be honest, you don’t need to scold me, I can’t even ask for a ticket.
But there is no way, the plot ends here, let’s spoil it, it will be over tomorrow...
Tomorrow's update will be at the same time today, in the afternoon and evening. (To be continued)
