This is something Shen Tang cannot understand.
Obviously, she had saved her life and had the talent to cultivate. Why did she have to get involved? Shen Tang could see clearly that Miao Shu had a huge hatred for him and guessed that she followed Qiu Cheng with the intention of revenge.
She said a few words lightly, successfully igniting Miao Shu's anger. She stood up straight and asked sternly, "Shen Youli, you killed people and robbed them of their wealth, doing unjust things. Now you are slandering the deceased's posthumous name. Aren't you afraid of attracting divine punishment?"
Several question marks popped up in Shen Tang’s mind.
Xun Zhen put his thumb on the sword guard and the sword was slightly unsheathed.
Shen Tang, however, rested his chin with one hand and waved his other hand at Xun Zhen, signaling him to stay calm. Miao Shu's "impassioned speech" did not anger her, nor did it even stir up any waves. Instead, she was mostly curious: "I killed people and robbed them of their wealth? I did something unjust? Is this Miao family lady telling a very novel joke? How did you deduce this absurd conclusion?"
Didn't she know that her reputation was so good that outsiders mistakenly thought she was a good person who was easy to bully? On the contrary, Shen Tang didn't know how his words could be regarded as slandering the deceased's posthumous name for what the Miao family did. Anyway, there was nothing to worry about, so he had to get it clear.
"Shen Youli, you are fine!" Seeing Shen Tang still being confident, Miao Shu's fingers trembled with hatred, and bloodshot eyes covered her eyes. "Did you kill any male member of the Miao family?"
Shen Tang answered casually: "Kill him."
Miao Shu asked again: "Did you seize the Miao family's land?"
Shen Tang said: "Take it away."
Miao Shu asked again: "Did you confiscate the Miao family's wealth?"
Shen Tang said: "I copied it."
She admitted everything, but Shen Tang had a smile in his eyes.
She asked innocently, "The men in your family have committed many evil deeds, and their crimes are too numerous to list. Why didn't you kill them? Most of your family's land was seized by illegal means, why didn't you take it? Why didn't your family be confiscated after doing all these things? Miao's wife, it has only been two years since the Miao family was confiscated. You have gone from having no foundation to opening up the Dan Mansion, gathering your literary mind, and being happy to learn the way of a scholar. Not only are you talented, I think you laid a solid foundation when you were in the boudoir. You are not an ordinary boudoir girl. Do you really not know the situation of your family? How dare you ask these three questions? Are you ashamed?"
Shen Tang's words almost pissed Miao Shu off. In her rage, she subconsciously ignored why Shen Tang was not surprised to see a female scholar, and even seemed to take it for granted.
"you-"
"I what me?"
He raised his hand to silence everyone.
Enjoy the joy of being a privileged dog openly.
"When adults speak, just listen with your ears."
When these words were spoken, Gong Xilai laughed.
Shen Tang opened his mouth and joked: "Gong Xichou, you see our sister's smile is very beautiful, unlike the bitter and vengeful man in front of you. It would be fine if she was bitter and vengeful, but she just hates the wrong person."
Gong Xichou: "I told you, she is my adopted sister."
Shen Tang was also stubborn: "What's yours is mine!"
They have such a close relationship, why can't they share a stepsister
Miao Shu was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped up and down.
However, even Qi Shan and the others didn't dare to lift Shen Tang's silence, let alone Miao Shu.
"Behave yourself!"
Xun Ding pressed his spear against her shoulders, and she couldn't even stand up to fight with Shen Tang. She could only listen to the devil's mumblings.
Shen Tang looked into Miao Shu's eyes and said, "I know what you are trying to say even if I use my butt to think about it. It's nothing more than how good your father is, how good your brothers are, how good your mother is, and how good your sisters are. Your father is good? Then what about the fact that he set up a scheme to ruin a family for a dozen acres of good farmland? How about the fact that he set up a scheme to print money and almost took away the ancestral farmland for free, even though he knew that the harvest would be bad in a disaster year? How about how many families were forced to hang themselves in despair? Even worse, a family of nine hanged themselves and broke the beam!"
"Nine people!"
Shen Tang made a nine gesture.
"The youngest is still in swaddling clothes."
"Your good father's masterpiece!"
Shen Tang clicked his tongue a few times, his expression showing undisguised disgust: "And your good brother. Are you trying to say that your brother is a playboy and talented? Your brother is generous and righteous? The tenants are suffering from high rents and expensive seedlings, and they have people tell the tenants to send their daughters to sleep in the outer house for a night to get a discount. What's going on? How many girls have been ruined? Nineteen! The youngest is ten years old!"
She suppressed her anger, laughed in anger, and made a ten: "The youngest is ten years old! That's the age when menstruation hasn't even started yet!"
"People trampled to death in the street..."
"The person who was hit and killed by the car..."
Shen Tang reluctantly dug out the junk memories.
"Also, I remember that you have an uncle who is in charge of the business in Shiwu, right? When he was young, he bought a beautiful slave from Shiwu. The slave gave birth to a daughter for him. The daughter was born with skin as white as snow, and she was extremely beautiful before she even reached the age of marriage. So your uncle scolded the slave every three days, beat her every five days, and even threatened to throw the daughter to the servants to be defiled in turn, forcing the slave to admit that the daughter was born out of her affair. In the end, the slave couldn't bear to admit the crime, and was beaten to death by your uncle. The next day, he slept with the daughter as a concubine... Wow, is this story true? Is this something you can tell?"
For a moment, Shen Tang thought he was reading a storybook.
No, this is something so wild that it cannot even be described in a storybook!
After the sarcasm, Shen Tang said solemnly, "Yes, they are common people, untouchables, vagrants, and hooligans. They have no power, no money, and no wealth, but which of them is not more qualified to live than the men in your family? But in the end, they all died on the beams and under the horses' hooves! Madam Miao, should they be spared from death just because they love your father and brother? Their survival is the greatest blasphemy to the dead! I am pardoning the women of your Miao family, which is already a kind heart of a bodhisattva!"
Miao Shu's eyes seemed to be about to burst, her eyes were filled with hatred that wanted to eat flesh and shed blood, and also full of disbelief. She didn't believe every word Shen Tang said. She knew that her father and brother were not pure good people, but they couldn't do such a bad thing!
How much of this was framed by Shen Tang
Shen Tang saw through her thoughts at a glance.
He sneered, "If you were reborn into the belly of your tenant, you would probably be abused too. If you don't believe it, how can I force you to believe it? Believe it or not! Let's not talk about other things. Your family concealed thousands of tenants and avoided taxation. You must know this, right? Since you served Qiu Wenyan, the old rookie, you should know the importance of land tax to the operation of a county."
Miao Shu's expression changed slightly.
Shen Tang hummed: "Oh, I know it."
Know, don't care, take it for granted.
The arrogance in his bones is overflowing.
As he spoke, Shen Tang became sarcastic again.
"That old rookie Qiu Wenyan is not only weak in strength, but also has a bad eye for people. How dare he use a strategist who would allow his family to hide tenants? Isn't he afraid that the fruits of his hard work, pots and pans, will be stolen away?"
Xun Ding and others were stunned by what they heard.
They didn't expect Shen Tang to have so many ways of cursing.
If it were someone else, wouldn't he be ashamed to crawl into a crack in the ground
Finally, Shen Tang made a heartfelt summary: "Mrs. Miao, from your perspective, it's normal for you to hate me and want to kill me! Be bold to hate and be bold to think! It's not bad to daydream! Maybe it will come true in a dream? I'm not a tyrannical person, and I won't control everything or your shit or fart. However, you have to pay for what you have done."
Shen Tang's tone suddenly became harsh.
"You want to kill me, so I can't let you go. This is also just and natural. It's your fault that you are not as skilled as others and you are now a prisoner!"
There is a hatred of genocide between Shen Tang and Miao Shu.
This is not as simple as just one life.
Therefore, Miao Shu was destined to be impossible to be used by her, and naturally there was no value in persuading her with words, so she could only be asked to leave.
Shen Tang glanced at Miao Shu indifferently.
That beautiful young face was red with anger, without any remorse or shame, and most likely she was still feeling sorry for her father, brothers, and clansmen. Shen Tang could understand, but he also felt sad, sad for those lives that no longer had a future.
Their lives are really worthless.
But those are clearly human lives!
"Han Zhang, Qiu Wenyan and the others should calm down first." Shen Tang raised his hand to push down the frizzy and naughty hair, and changed his expression skillfully, using the most lively expression to invite Miao Shu to hell, "After all, she is a scholar with a scholar's mind and a scholar's character. As the saying goes, 'a scholar can be killed but not humiliated', and we don't have the habit of abusing prisoners, so give her a decent death. Return the body to Qiu Wenyan. After all, one night of marriage means a hundred nights of grace, and they are also a monarch and a subject."
She sneered at the last sentence: "Qiu Wenyan, this old rookie—not only is he incompetent, he's also lustful! Tsk tsk!"
Xun Zhen bowed and accepted the task: "Yes."
The most honorable ways to die are with white silk or poisoned wine.
However, there is another rule for literary scholars.
Xun Zhen asked Hao Daer, "Where is her sword?"
For scholars who were defeated and captured but refused or were unable to surrender, committing suicide by wearing a sword was the most honorable way to die.
Xun Ding said: "No."
Miao Shu didn't have a sword either.
Xun Zhen looked at Miao Shu who was unable to move, knowing that the effect of silencing her voice was still there, so he asked: "Do you want to borrow my sword to help you on your way to martyrdom? If you agree, nod your head, if you don't agree, shake your head."
Miao Shu neither nodded nor shook her head.
She just spat in Xun Zhen's face.
But with Xun Ding around, it would naturally not work.
Xun Zhen was not surprised. He took back the sword he had handed over and made the choice for Miao Shu. He said to Xun Ding, "Poison wine!"
For ordinary people, poison wine will kill them instantly upon contact. However, for scholars whose bodies have been tempered by the energy of heaven and earth, although ordinary doses can be fatal, the dying process will be prolonged, making the person feel the pain of dying while being awake.
Xun Ding worked hard to do it.
After drinking a bottle of poisonous wine, Miao Shu was free. She bent over in pain, covering her throat with both hands and trying to dig something out. Her fingers stimulated her throat and caused spasms, and the saliva she spat out was mixed with more and more blood. The severe pain spread from her lower abdomen to her limbs, so she didn't care about digging her throat. Maybe it was a strong hatred, or maybe it was a strong desire to survive...
She forced her way through Shen Tang's silence.
The meeting hall is separated by a wall.
A shrill curse echoed throughout the mansion.
"Shen Youli, you will not die well!"
Shen Tang said calmly: "Everyone will die."
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My title, I forgot to finish writing it in a hurry
The guy who forced his wife to admit to cheating and then married his daughter as a concubine, has a historical prototype. I was shocked when I first learned about it, Σ(⊙▽⊙"aIs this something a human can do
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