"Aren't you back yet?" After hearing Dongmei's answer, Wu Yueniang's empty eyes became a little gray: "Dongmei, you stayed up all night, go and have a rest."
"What about Miss?" Dongmei kept yawning and tears were about to flow out: "Would you like to take a rest? My maid will go and prepare now."
"Yeah...it's time to go to bed." Wu Yueniang's words seemed to have an elusive air of death, which made Dongmei feel uncomfortable, but she still quickly served her young lady to bed, and then got off the bed.
He closed the tent and left.
Wu Yueniang closed her eyes, and tears slowly flowed out. She reached under the pillow and took out a small bottle, muttering in her mouth: "It's time to go to bed..."
"Isn't this Niudutou? My master is not at home." After receiving the news, the housekeeper of the Wu Mansion hurriedly walked out of the door, but turned a blind eye to Ximen Qing beside him.
"Of course your master will not be at home." Niu Du had a dark face and showed no reaction to the housekeeper's enthusiasm. At this critical moment, he must distance himself from the Wu family: "You have come to see this county.
The newly appointed county captain!"
"What?" The housekeeper looked behind Niu Du, but found no figure: "Where is the new county captain?"
"presumptuous!"
As Niu Dutou shouted angrily, Ximen Qing watched with a smile as Niu Dutou stretched out his five fingers and rounded his arms firmly to give the housekeeper of the Wu Mansion a ring.
"Open your eyes wide, this is Lord Ximen, the county captain!"
The housekeeper of the Wu Mansion was beaten around and his left face suddenly swelled with five fingerprints. He quickly bowed to Ximen Qing and said: "Sir Ximen, this villain has eyes but cannot see Mount Tai. Damn it, damn it."
"That's easy to say." Ximen Qing still smiled: "Do you know where your master has gone?"
"I don't know, I don't know." Wu Mansion's housekeeper covered his swollen face and breathed in the cold air as he replied.
"Your master sneaked into my house last night with the intention of murdering me. Now he has committed suicide out of fear of crime." Ximen Qing said slowly: "Your young master was also captured."
"What!" Wu Mansion's housekeeper's eyes almost fell out, looking like he couldn't believe it.
Indeed, no one can believe this kind of thing. Yesterday, Wu Qianhu and Uncle Wu aggressively brought a group of troops to destroy Ximen's house. The housekeeper of Wu's house knew about it. How could he have expected what happened overnight?
The owner of the Wu Mansion has committed suicide and committed suicide?
Niu Dutou waved, and the yamen officer over there escorted the disgraced Uncle Wu over. The housekeeper of the Wu Mansion looked at him and covered his nose for a long time before he recognized him: "Isn't this the eldest young master?"
This stinking urine is almost killing people!
It was so stinky that Niu was too lazy to move his head and hands. He directly raised his leg and kicked Uncle Wu on the butt: "Lead the way from the front!"
Uncle Wu knelt down in front of Ximen Qing and reached out to hug his legs. Ximen Qing stepped back and said, "If you have something to say, don't do this!"
"Sir, it's for your brother-in-law's sake that I'm looking after this little guy..." Uncle Wu's nose was full of tears: "Spare my little one's life..."
"Wash this birdman, put on clean clothes, and wait in the lobby!" Ximen Qing pinched his nose and shouted, "This is so stinky!"
"Besides, please summon everyone from the Wu family to the hall. I have something to announce."
The housekeeper responded tremblingly. Seeing that he would not die for the time being, Uncle Wu jumped up and followed the housekeeper in.
"Seal the door!" Ximen Qing walked in with his head held high, followed by Niu Dutou. The government officials closed all the doors of the Wu Mansion so that not even a mouse could escape.
Ximen Qing sat in the hall, and Niu Dutou and the others drank tea happily, watching dozens of people from the Wu family slowly gather in the hall.
None of these servants, maids, and old ladies could figure out what was going on, and they all whispered to each other and started talking.
"What's going on? Isn't this a senior official from Ximen, the master's son-in-law?"
"Son-in-law, he divorced the lady yesterday, and now he has nothing to do with her!"
"Keep your voice down. Now he is a county captain. You can tell by the way they all bow their heads and pour tea respectfully."
"Where is the master? Why don't you come out yet?"
"Where are the young master and young lady?"
Ximen Qing smiled and listened, not saying anything. When the butler led Uncle Wu, who was still wet, into the hall, he coughed, stood up and said, "Everyone, be quiet."
The sound was not loud, but the hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone stopped talking. Seeing Uncle Wu appear, they became even more surprised at the development of the matter.
"I am the newly appointed county captain of Qinghe County." Ximen Qing smiled: "I have something to announce to everyone today."
"Your master was a lone thief thirty years ago, nicknamed Killer Bee."
The servants, maids and old ladies were all surprised and couldn't believe it. Only the housekeeper of Wu Mansion and Uncle Wu had accepted this fact and lowered their heads not knowing what to think.
"Old thief Wu has seen that there is no hope of escape and has committed suicide out of fear of crime." Ximen Qing smiled and seemed to be describing something that had nothing to do with him: "Old thief Wu arranged for Wu Yueniang to embezzle the property of my Ximen family within a few years.
, there are as many as ten thousand."
"Therefore, upon the order of the magistrate, everyone in the Wu Mansion, including the land you own, has been owned by me."
"What!" Ximen Qing's words immediately caused quite a stir. It was obvious that some of the maids breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Wu Qianhu's death was a good thing for them.
"Sure enough, this old thief is not a fuel-efficient lamp at home. Almost all the maids in the house are employed?" Ximen Qing thought angrily: "This old thief died too late!"
Ximen Qing was thinking as he glanced at the maids standing below, and there were still a few who looked more beautiful.
"Huh?" Ximen Qing looked at it and frowned: "Where is your young lady? And why didn't that girl Dongmei come?"
At this time, Dongmei, who had not slept a wink all night, was lying on her little bed, sleeping soundly, while the medicine bottle in Wu Yueniang's hand had been rolled aside, and the poison inside had already exerted its intended effect.
After a while, Ximen Qing received the news and touched Wu Yueniang's body that had not yet cooled down. His eyes were full of regret. Looking at Dongmei who was crying, Ximen Qing turned around and walked out of the house without saying a word.
Behind him, there was Dongmei's sudden cry and the thump of her head hitting the ground...
Did he kill this woman? A flicker of doubt flashed through Ximen Qing's mind, but he immediately gave up the idea.
Traveling to this world by himself has caused considerable fluctuations in a small area like Qinghe County. If he hadn't traveled by himself, Ximen Qing might have lost his family very soon. How can this be justified?
The entanglement of cause and effect here cannot be explained at all. Since I was thrown into this world, I must live a good life in this world instead of just waiting to die.
Therefore, Ximen Qing will never dwell on Wu Yueniang's matter any longer, but will put it down so that he can face more things that he will need to face in the future.
Only by letting go can we move forward.
This sentence suddenly popped into Ximen Qing's mind. It was said by an unknown celebrity, and the next thought was Pan Jinlian covering her chest and looking at herself in panic.
Can you really let go? Can you really forget?
Ximen Qing doesn't know and doesn't want to know.
"Brother, please take a look." The magic fortune teller Jiang Jing came to the Wu Mansion at some time to help review the property: "Most of the Wu Mansion's property either secretly acquired shops or bought farms on the edge of Qinghe County. The total value is about 100,000 yuan."
Fifteen thousand strings or so."
"Huh?" Ximen Qing was also shocked by the small number: "There are actually so many!"
"There is no problem with the accounts." Jiang Jing, the divine fortune teller, held a stack of land deeds and the like in his hand: "This shop covers almost half a street!"
Ximen Qing took the land deed and looked through it. His slightly heavy heart was suddenly washed away by the joy of getting rich.
Holding these land deeds, Ximen Qing wanted to roar: "I, Wang Laowu, have never seen so much money!"
With this money, I can continue with my plan, and even realize it faster than expected.
"Very good." Ximen Qing tried his best to look calm: "Of course, there are three thousand strings from the magistrate."
Ximen Qing wanted to take over the Wu Mansion's house and wait for a good price to sell it, so only a few servants and maids were left to guard the house, while all the other servants were dismissed, and each received three to five guans of severance pay.
, one by one left happily.
In addition, a box full of bottles and cans was also found from the secret room of the Wu Mansion. According to the fortune teller Jiang Jing, an old Jianghu, most of them contained incense and various poisons. There was also a pamphlet filled with
It was full. It seemed that the old thief Wu still had the habit of keeping records. In total, there were no less than a hundred people killed. Ximen Qing was horrified to see it.
Ximen Qing presented the pamphlet to Zhu Zhixian, which was regarded as irrefutable evidence that Wu Qianhu was the killer bee. As for the box, Ximen Qing found someone to keep it secretly, in case it could be used when?
For Uncle Wu and Abacus Li, Zhu Zhixian gave them twenty with a pen and exiled them for three thousand miles. These two people could travel together. After the maid Dongmei buried Wu Yueniang, she rented a house in the nearby village.
If you buy a house, you would rather spend the rest of your life looking at graves.
The Wu Mansion, which was once prosperous for a while, disappeared in two days, leaving the people of Qinghe County incomprehensible. Zhu Zhi County got three thousand guan, and asked the master to draft an official document and post the incident outside the yamen. Even Ximen Qing's Qixiu
I copied a copy of the book and attached it at the bottom. Of course, it was written by the master himself this time. If Ximen Qing's handwriting was still bad, he would have probably vomited dozens of people.
The people of Qinghe County suddenly realized that for the past thirty years, such a murderous thief had lived in the county town, and he almost harmed the Ximen family.
Fortunately, Ximen Qing had been patient and found an opportunity to strike at the vital point with lightning speed. He suddenly turned around, wasn't he? The people in the city, including the county magistrate, breathed a sigh of relief, right?
It was night, under the bright light, a steady hand quickly recorded everything that happened in the past few days:
There is a rich man in Qinghe County, his surname is Ximen but his name is Qing. He blows snow, and within two or three days, he cuts people with whips, touches breasts, laughs at the imperial doctor, becomes county captain, takes concubines, rescues Wuhan University, divorces his wife, captures big thieves... and so on.
, all of which are surprising. After plundering the Wu family, more than ten thousand pieces of gold were obtained, and it is known as the West Gate of Half Street.
Even that hand vividly drew a picture of Ximen Qing kneeling to rescue Wu Dalang. In the end, even the Qixiu Book was completely copied.