Weiwei said that he had never been afraid to assume the worst ill intentions of others, so he decisively returned to Songzhou after hearing the man's words.
After digging into the camp to find out what happened more than 20 years ago, although there is no evidence, it is basically certain that the eldest lady of the eldest house was killed by a bandit, and it is not a simple rumor related to the other nine houses.
"I will tell Madam about this first. Madam has a good idea first. Then I will look for evidence. Firstly, it took too long, more than 20 years ago. Secondly, if this matter is true, it must be someone who only knows the evidence."
Confidential among the nine-room people."
It is not that easy to verify, especially now that Wu Ya'er is so powerful, these people will definitely insist on secrets.
Li Minglou doesn't need evidence. Although she doesn't speculate on the world with the worst malice like Wei Wei, she has experienced this kind of thing herself. She was not murdered and robbed of her family property, but she was trusted by her father.
As a subordinate, Mrs. Wu is a relative.
It's not impossible for relatives. It's not that the people in the Li family don't want to rob, it's just that they don't have the ability.
Li Minglou raised the curtain and saw the woman sitting in the room reading a book.
Many craftsmen were hired to build the palace. The craftsmen carved some wooden slips and gave the woman kumquats to touch and guess the words. The woman liked it very much and was more focused than listening to stories and reading...
This was the first time that the woman had a focused expression. She had always been disengaged in the past.
She likes to read, so Li Minglou immediately asked someone to engrave books and asked Jiang Liang to go to the warehouse to get a lot of ancient wooden slips.
These ancient books are worth thousands of gold. In Jiang Liang's words, if they are stolen and sold, they can be exchanged for a lot of food and supplies.
Yes, after entering the capital, the imperial court's warehouses were also raided and sold by the Huainan Road officials who were familiar with the matter and had no burden... In the future, when the emperor and the imperial court come back to investigate, they will naturally blame it on Ankang Mountain.
Of course, what is being sold is gold and silver jewelry, and the collection will not be sold, but will be better organized and stored.
"What does this say?" Jin Jue sat aside and looked at the wooden slip curiously, "I don't even recognize these words."
The woman touched the words and told her that now the two of them had changed places, and it was Mrs. Wu who was telling Jin Jue books and stories.
Jin Jue was very happy to hear this, and Li Minglou couldn't help but smile. He felt sad when he saw the woman in green spring clothes leaning against the window "reading" a book.
This used to be her daily life.
Li Minglou walked over and Jin Jue said, "The birds are here to listen too."
She heard that Li Minglou was furious outside earlier, and now she looked a little worried.
When Mrs. Wu smiled at her, Li Minglou also smiled and sat down next to her. The woman lowered her head and continued to touch the book. Her eyes were covered and her voice was soft and smooth, as if she was reading...
Why were her eyes gouged out?
Is it because you saw the evildoer?
Is it because the perpetrator is afraid of being seen by her?
How could the eldest lady of the lord of a city, surrounded by guards and servants, be easily robbed by bandits? That was not the troubled times we are now, but a prosperous and peaceful time.
Unless he was plotted and assassinated by his own family.
Li Minglou raised his hand and touched Mrs. Wu's eyes... As soon as he reached out with his fingertips, Mrs. Wu was already frightened and hid back, and her body that was originally relaxed and comfortable suddenly became tense.
Li Minglou quickly took back his hand: "What does this word mean?"
Jin Jue also looked nervous. He held Mrs. Wu's hand and smiled: "Madam, look, Que'er can't read either."
Mrs. Wu felt relieved, sat back down, touched the wooden slips and read out again...
Jin Jue looked at Li Minglou, who told her not to worry.
"I'm going to get busy first." She whispered to Mrs. Wu, her hand gently caressing the woman's shoulder. This time, Mrs. Wu did not avoid it, but smiled at her and said, "Go ahead."
"Don't fight with others," she also warned.
I don’t know if it’s because of her movements outside just now.
Whether it was to Ya'er or Que'er, most of Mrs. Wu's occasional words were to tell people not to quarrel or fight with others... I don't know how difficult their life was at the beginning, how many hardships and grievances they suffered, and they didn't know
Do you know when Mrs. Wu lost her mind?
How could she maintain a trace of reason despite her mental disorder and protect and educate her children?
Li Minglou took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, I don't fight with others."
Mrs. Wu smiled at her, lowered her head and continued reading.
Li Minglou came out, and the curtain blocked the inside and outside. Outside, Yuanji and others had already passed through the unfinished letters, and their expressions were complicated.
"It's unbelievable, but it's not." Jiang Ming sighed, "There are so many clans like this that force orphans and widowed mothers to death to rob their land."
Li Minglou sat down: "I know that small clans are as ruthless as small clans, and big clans are as ruthless as big clans. I originally wanted to ask Mrs. Wu, but how could I let her live this hellish life again.
"
Mrs. Wu was still recovering from the irritation. She didn't resist Li Minglou touching her eyes before, but now she is so wary.
Yuan Ji hesitated and said: "Then Governor Wu..."
"I will never ask him." Li Minglou flatly refused.
Yuan Ji said: "I mean, are you still not telling him about this matter? In the past, it was just about identity, but now it is a big feud. His mother was killed..."
Maybe he wanted to take revenge with his own hands.
Li Minglou shook his head: "If he knows that he has not taken revenge for so many years, then he has concerns. If he doesn't know, there is no need to tell him again."
If he has concerns, let her do it. If he doesn't know, he doesn't need to know.
He has less than a year to live, let him be happy in this limited time, and stop being distracted by these things, and don't be disgusted by them.
"And I am now Mrs. Chu and Wu Ya'er's wife. The existence of these people is also a threat to me."
Of course Yuanji, Jiang Ming and others will not object.
"The Wu family has a great business in Songzhou." Jiang Ming looked at Xin.
Jiang An laughed and said: "It is easier to handle things if the family is big and the business is big. If the family is big and the population is large, problems can always be found."
Yuan Ji said: "There are always problems that can make the Manchus of the Wu clan beheaded."
Li Minglu said: "Not everyone in the Wu family deserves to die, as long as those who deserve to die die."
She stood up and looked at the map.
"Since the Wu family has such an inheritance, then the family business in this city belongs to Mrs. Wu."
"I don't plan to take it back. I think Mrs. Wu and Wu Ya'er don't want it either."
"But if they don't want it, no one else will want it either."
She reached out and pointed at Songzhou's location.
"Push the Wu Clan to the city. From now on, there will be no Shangwu City in Songzhou City."
"Empty the Wu clan and give it to all the people of Songzhou."
Without the city, the family home, and the clan property, the big tree of the Wu clan will fall, and if the tree falls, the Wu clan will disperse.
Just like what Li Fengan did to Lien back then.
It is conceivable that for the Wu clan, a time will come when their destiny changes. It is inevitable to leave their hometown and live a difficult life.
Is she doing evil? Like the monk said, many people's lives will change because of her thoughts.
But so what? Others can do evil, and God will not punish her, so she will do it to them.
Although this matter does not involve most of the Wu clan, and she does not want their lives, those who participated in the murder of Mrs. Wu cannot be spared.
She is going to kill someone this time. Even if the monk comes again and burns her with fire or strikes her with thunder, she, Li Minglou, will do evil!
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The violent coughing made the person lying on the bed tremble, causing him to wake up and bend over to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Standing beside the bed was a fat man, wearing a floral silk robe and a hat, looking like a rich man. He jumped nimbly on his feet to avoid the splatter of blood.
"Poor." He said, "Monk, if I hadn't saved you this time, you would have been killed by the bamboo splinters."
Monk Mu lay back on the bed, his relaxed expression quickly became clear. He raised his hand to press his heart. Although there was no wound, he could feel the pain.