The huge impact force caused Manager Qiu to retreat seven or eight steps. He could not bear the severe pain and fell to his knees with a thud. He was terrified and looked down. He saw an arrow stuck in his shoulder, which was still trembling slightly.
There's someone! There's someone else here!
Thinking of this, Manager Qiu couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
However, people tend to think positively about everything. Manager Qiu also didn't understand why there were bows and arrows in the weaving field and why there were people guarding it? !
Why!
Everything in the weaving mill was on track and everything was handled in an orderly manner. He had been observing from the sidelines these days and had already figured out all the affairs of the weaving mill. Therefore, he also knew that the patrolmen would not stop him or suspect him. No one would have thought that he, the manager of the weaving mill, would turn around and do something to the mill on his own.
And what about later? After a fire, most people will only be left with skeletons, and the dead cannot speak.
He really didn't expect that there would be an accident.
Manager Qiu covered his shoulder, unable to figure out what went wrong. He stared at Madam Yuan in the dim light with a daze. He tried his best to remain calm, but still couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He solemnly ordered Escort Song who came with him: "What are you waiting for?! Get started!"
This trip was crucial, he couldn't let anything go wrong in his hands, otherwise, he would never have a good ending after returning.
After all, Escort Song is an experienced fighter who has been escorting escorts outside for many years. How could he not know that he has fallen into a trap
Take action? If he dares to take action at this time, he will suffer the same fate as Manager Qiu.
Therefore, he couldn't help but hesitate: "Master Qiu, is there any misunderstanding about this... thing? You..."
No one would be tired of living and seek death. Now they don’t even know where the enemy is. If they move, new arrows may fly out, and by then, they may not be able to save their lives.
Manager Qiu gnashed his teeth in anger: "I asked you to bring the things over!"
He grimaced in pain and couldn't stop the cold sweat on his forehead, but he couldn't care less about that at the moment. He had to get the job done.
He also knew that he might have fallen into a trap, but as long as the fire started...
Escort Song still hesitated and did not move. The wind blew and the sparks of the incense in his hand sparked brightly. He couldn't help but shiver. He felt cold, but a layer of white sweat broke out on his back. He was completely frozen.
Manager Qiu couldn't help but curse.
But before he could say anything else, the doors of the east and west wing rooms in the courtyard opened in unison, breaking the quiet night. Su Yao walked out, looked at him with a faint smile on his face, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Manager Qiu, are you in such a hurry?"
She ignored Manager Qiu's face, which had turned the color of liver, and looked directly at the escort named Song: "What did he ask you to get just now? Bring it out to me."
Under the eaves, Escort Song dared not disobey. He swallowed his saliva and carefully handed over the thing in his hand. He smiled and explained nervously: "This girl... we... we didn't do anything. Although, although Master Qiu asked us to follow, we haven't done anything yet!"
Manager Qiu cursed.
Su Yao looked at Manager Qiu with a half-smile: "Manager Qiu seems to be very resentful. Why, Manager Qiu is not satisfied that we failed to burn down the weaving mill?!"
The night breeze was cool, causing Manager Qiu to sneeze. He suppressed his annoyance and quickly sorted out the current situation.
They were caught red-handed. Although they didn't know where the problem came from, since Su Yao said that she didn't burn down the weaving factory, it meant that she must have known that they were planning to set fire.
Now that things have come to this, we can only try to make amends and not make things worse.
Manager Qiu quickly thought about it and finally took the blame on himself: "Please forgive me, County Lady! I dare not hold a grudge. I... I was just blinded by greed. I made a mistake before. I secretly changed a batch of looms and passed them off as good ones. But I heard that the ladies were very strict in managing the weaving mills. I was afraid that I would be discovered. So I came up with this bad idea. It's all my fault. I deserve to die. County Lady is magnanimous. Please forgive me! I won't dare to do it again!"
Mrs. Yuan was so angry that she couldn't help but tremble slightly - this man was really good at flattery and lying with open eyes.
Substituting inferior goods for superior ones
Is it worth his effort to pass off inferior goods as good ones, and to have so many people come and burn down the weaving mill? !
She couldn't help but scold: "Still talking nonsense! I have never heard of any lady coming to check the looms, nor have I heard the female workers mention that any looms are wrong. How can you burn these looms to destroy the bodies? You are simply setting the fire on purpose. Moreover, even if you want to burn the looms, why do you want to burn the people together?!"
If we pick a time in the afternoon and set the warehouse on fire, wouldn't it be possible to burn the looms without killing anyone? We are not fools. If we see a fire in broad daylight, we will naturally run away.
The wound on his shoulder was still aching. Manager Qiu smiled and said, "Yes, I deserve to die. I was so bold. Please don't be angry, my lady. I was just careless. You can beat me or kill me..."
"Manager Qiu admitted his guilt really quickly." Su Yao smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "I just don't know, is it because Manager Qiu really knows that he was wrong that he admitted it so quickly, or is it because he wants to protect the people who cannot be betrayed?"
Manager Qiu felt dry in the mouth and wanted to smile, but somehow he suddenly noticed the expression on Su Yao's face - she was looking at him with a half-smile, her face had a smile on it but her eyes were cold. This look made even an old hand who was used to seeing his master's face feel his scalp tingle.
If he was not mistaken, he saw murderous intent in Su Yao's eyes.
Yes, Su Yao really wanted to kill him.
Manager Qiu was stunned, his face trembling, and he hurriedly tried to make amends: "My Lady, please be magnanimous. My Lady, I was just careless at the time. The matter with the loom was my fault. I know I was wrong, and I will definitely compensate you. I will sell my property when I go back and will definitely make up for the loss. I will never dare to do it again."
As he spoke, he ignored the pain and slapped himself on the face, each time harder than the last: "I, I admit my mistake, it's all my fault, the county lady is magnanimous, please don't bother with a jerk like me..."