[Tomorrow's three-shift base]
Although Jia Baoyu made countless mental preparations after agreeing to set up a bureau to test the people of Sheyue.
But when he rushed out the door and saw Qiuwen sitting on the ground, he still seemed to have been slashed in the head, angry, suspicious, heartache, and confused...
Countless emotions gushed out along the non-existent wound, making Jia Baoyu unable to restrain himself, and suddenly raised his leg and kicked Qiu Wen back.
"Why you?!"
After venting this kick, when he snorted and asked again, the bitterness and grievances accounted for most of it, and all he thought was: How dare she, how could she, how could she be so cruel to me? !
At the same time, Xiren and Mu Yue also followed.
Xiren hurriedly wrapped the woolen cloak around Baoyu's body, but She Yue's eyes widened and she asked in disbelief, "You... did you really kill Jia... Third Master Huan?!"
Qiuwen put his hands on the ground, and stood up with difficulty. He stared at Baoyu for a while, then suddenly grinned. He was about to say something, but blood came out first.
She deliberately raised her hand to wipe it, but with a little force in her right hand, her body fell back again.
So he simply lowered his head and smeared all the blood on his chest. When he looked up again, a gratified smile spread across his cheeks: "Master... It's good for you to be okay, and it's good for you to be okay."
Seeing this, Baoyu's heart softened for the most part, but she really couldn't get past that hurdle - after all, the test just now revealed not only the identity of Qiu Wen's true murderer, but also the fact that she had been cowardly with Jia Huan!
Therefore, like a child, he asked for the third time: "You... why did you do this?"
These three drinking questions can be said to be weaker each time.
Qiu Wen just stared at him stupidly, and after a long while, Fang Mengyu also asked, "If I were born in a big family, Baoyu, you... would you marry me?"
Without waiting for Jia Baoyu to respond, she smiled self-consciously: "Just pretend I haven't asked."
In the Yihong Courtyard, Qiuwen is actually not too outstanding, but because he is more active than others, he is usually more 'loved' by Jia Baoyu.
Now she is smiling poignantly, and her blandness is brimming with despair, and her brows seem to have been plated with a strange brilliance, and they look indescribably beautiful.
Jia Baoyu felt that his heart was clenched, and the excess of sympathy suddenly overflowed, and he said in a trembling voice: "Do you have any pain..."
Before the word 'difficulty' was finished, he suddenly felt a tightness on his neck, but he was attacking, 'I was afraid that he would freeze', he pulled the chest of the big woolen clothes from side to side, and pressed them together.
After eating this, Jia Baoyu had to stop when he reached his mouth.
He looked down at Xiren hesitantly, but he heard Xiren say softly: "Since Master Sun has handed this matter over to Master Sun, you might as well wait until Master Sun arrives to ask."
Jia Baoyu has grown over the years, so she naturally knows that she is afraid of being emotional.
Hesitantly, he looked at Qiuwen again, and when he saw that she was already bursting with tears, he couldn't help opening his mouth.
"Don't freeze."
However, after Xiren tightened the 'reins' again, he finally lowered his head slumped, not daring to look at Qiuwen again.
She Yue has always followed the lead of the crowd, so she didn't dare to say a word at this time, she just looked at the autumn patterns on the ground with different expressions.
At this very moment, the door curtains suddenly moved to the left and right, and six or seven people rushed in, not Sun Shaozong, but Madam Wang's personal maids Yuchuan, Xiuluan, and Xiufeng.
Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, but the only one who responded the fastest, said in surprise: "You are..."
"My wife is alive, let's take people to the penthouse in the northeast corner."
Yu Chuan said, glanced at Qiu Wen rather unbearably, and sighed slightly: "I never thought it would be her."
At this time, Jia Baoyu couldn't help but ask: "Madam... When did the madam go to the dental room? How did she know that I was here..."
"My wife didn't want to show her face at first, but I heard that Concubine Zhao was making a lot of trouble, so I took my concubine over there. As for us coming here, it was at the invitation of Lord Sun."
Hearing this, Baoyu was still ignorant, but Xiren couldn't help but sighed inwardly: He is a person who is in the officialdom, and his grasp of advance and retreat alone is more than ten times better than that of his own Second Master Bao.
However, Yuchuan said while waving his hand behind him, and the two rough women immediately rushed up like a wolf like a tiger and pulled Qiuwen up from the ground.
Qiu Wen didn't struggle, until just one foot in the door and one foot out, then suddenly turned around and shouted: "Baoyu, whether you believe it or not, I... I never meant to let you down!"
With just this shout, Jia Baoyu seemed to have been hit by a sap again. Seeing Qiuwen being taken out of the flower hall, he suddenly broke free from the restraints of the attacking person, and chased him out in three steps.
However, when he got outside the door, seeing Qiuwen and the others sinking into the darkness step by step, he hesitated several times before he stopped, and finally let out a long sigh, his back against the door frame and slowly slipped.
When the buttocks touched the ground, the big teardrops were already pouring down.
…
A quarter of an hour later.
"While she was away for a few days, the drug actually ruined my innocence..."
"Arrived with money last night, but saw him smearing through the woods looking for something, and holding his shoulders with his hands..."
"The slave did not intend to kill him at first, but he absolutely shouldn't, and threatened me to drug Second Master Bao..."
"I happened to find the hairpin, so I took him to the front..."
There was a three-chamber tribunal in the east side of the room, but it was not Jia Zheng who headed it, but Jia Mu, who came here after hearing the news.
The old lady was leaning on Chenxiang's cane in one hand, her slightly closed eyes locked on Qiu's tattoo, listening to her accusations in a concentrated voice, her face was no longer as amiable as usual.
"This beast, this beast!"
Jia Zheng, who is next, has long since lost his usual calmness. He wanted to stand up several times, but he didn't want to lose his dignity in front of his mother, so he could only curse incessantly.
After finally listening to it, he finally couldn't help but jumped up and blurted out: "Since you were forced by that rebel, why didn't you report it to the master?! Or simply report it to the wife?!"
Qiu Wen was silent, and Madam Wang and Li Wan next to him also disapproved of his pedantic questions.
Jia Zheng couldn't get off the stage for a while, and was hesitating whether to continue to ask questions, or to stop for a while, when a scream came from behind him: "No! You are lying, you bitch are lying! How can Huan'er see it? A vulgar fan like you? It was Baoyu, Baoyu who made you say that, right?!"
At this time, she also jumped out and tried to involve Baoyu, no doubt Concubine Zhao.
I saw her showing her teeth and claws, jumping out from behind Jia Zheng, and about to pounce on Qiu's tattoo and tear it.
bang~
At this time, Mother Jia suddenly slammed her crutches to the ground: "Stop her!"
How can the prestige of the old lady in the mansion be comparable to that of ordinary people
Before she could hear the wind, Concubine Zhao slumped to the ground, crying out of nowhere, "Old Ancestor Mingjian, my Huan'er... My Huan'er died wrong! I beg my ancestor..."
"Paws!"
The old lady snorted again.
The two big maids who had already rushed to the front, immediately pulled up Concubine Zhao and waited for the corporal punishment.
At this time, Jia Zheng was soft-hearted again. Thinking about her meticulous care in Jiangxi, and now that her son had just died, she couldn't help but say, "Mother, after all, she is just..."
"The son does not teach the father's fault, you kneel down too!"
The words were still extremely concise, but Jia Zheng's body trembled, faintly recalling the scene when he was a child, his knees went weak, and he fell to the ground.
smack~ smack~ smack...
A crisp and monotonous slap, mixed with Concubine Zhao's cries, filled the entire ear chamber.
However, Mother Jia seemed to have not heard of it, and turned her head to ask Mrs. Wang, "Where is the second son of the Sun family?"
Madam Wang bowed her body and said, "I heard that the real murderer has been caught, so I went back to the guest room to rest."
After a pause, she added: "I'm thinking about asking people from Shuntian to take over after dawn, so that Erlang of the Sun family will not have to run around again."
This is of course just a scene.
The reason why Sun Shaozong was really sent out was actually because Sun Shaozong was only a young minister at the moment, and he might not be able to cover the sky in Dali Temple with one hand.
As the governor of Jia Yucun, it is much more convenient to handle this kind of private work, and it is difficult for outsiders to intervene.
Mother Jia nodded slowly, and then instructed: "Remember to wait until dawn to thank Sun's Erlang, so that people don't say that our family does not understand etiquette."
When Madam Wang responded respectfully, the old lady leaned on crutches and got up, and while walking staggeringly out, she instructed in a deep voice: "Everyone else is gone, you and I come, and leave the rest to your daughter-in-law. That's what it supports."
This is of course the Jia Zheng couple.
Hearing this, Jia Zheng got up in a hurry, took over the maid and supported his mother first, but couldn't help but look back at Aunt Zhao, intending to say a few words for her, but when his eyes turned to Madam Wang, he seemed to bump into a floor Hard ice, no response at all.
Helpless, Jia Zheng had no choice but to follow the old lady.
…
Not to mention how Madam Wang handled it.
However, he said that Zhou Rui's family was ordered to go to the next door to spread the word, but he never thought that there was only one Li Wan in the empty room.
After inquiring, I found out that it turned out that the girls heard that Qiuwen was the real murderer, and they had not seen Baoyu for a long time, so they were worried that he had committed hysteria again, so they all went to the flower hall, leaving only Li Wan. Center contact.
Li Wan heard that the old lady had let go, and while Zhou Rui's family went to the flower hall to spread a message, he brought a little maid and hurried out of the Rongxitang compound.
When she was outside, she suddenly calmed down and said she was waiting for the sisters to catch up and meet.
The little girl who was in charge of lighting the lamp was puzzled, but she was catching up with the eventful autumn, and naturally she did not dare to rashly explore.
The two of them strolled around in the courtyard, killing time near the passage between the two doors.
"grandmother!"
Not long after, I saw someone rushing over as if they were flying, and they got close, but it turned out to be Li Wan's eldest maid, Suyun.
Li Wan immediately greeted him and asked, "How is it, has the matter been done?"
After speaking, he turned back and waved to the little maid with the lantern: "Okay, you can go back first, I don't need you to serve me here."
Seeing that the master and servant are mysterious, how dare you stay half a step
In a hurry, he bowed to leave, and disappeared in a flash.
But he said that after she left, Li Wancai looked at Su Yun again anxiously.
"It's all made clear."
Su Yun's face was full of melancholy, and he sighed: "There is no more connection from now on."
Li Wan immediately blushed, and wiped it lightly with the handkerchief, reassuring himself: "This is good, this is good, Brother Lang is about to make a living, but I can't ruin his future because of me."
Su Yun couldn't help sighing again.
Then he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "By the way, I just saw Aunt Xue wandering around."
"She's around here too?"
Li Wan was stunned for a moment, and then pondered: "She's still a little bit repetitive these days—that's all, it's the so-called sending Buddha to the west, and it's such a mess tonight, and no one will pay attention to where she spends the night..."