Zhang Yong obeyed the order, stepped into the threshold, and lifted a male servant in his thirties from the ground.
"Xu Ning, I asked you that day, you said that when the incident happened, you were watering fertilizer in the small vegetable garden behind the kitchen, yes or no?"
The manservant was no match for Zhang Yong.
In addition, he had only eaten very little food in the past seven days and was exhausted.
He was picked up by Zhang Yong, and his whole body shook a few times.
"Yes, yes."
Zhang Yong laughed "Hey" and without any warning, he stomped towards the man's lower back.
The woodshed was packed with people, all of whom exclaimed in surprise.
The manservant collapsed on the ground, twisted his body, and seemed to remember.
The next second, two guards came, picked up the manservant and left.
After a while, a shrill scream came from the other courtyard.
The manservant begged for mercy in a hissing voice: "Don't fight, don't fight.
I was gambling in the back garden with Wang Laosi.
Oh, Master Jiu, please spare my life.
I don't dare to do it anymore."
The words stopped abruptly here.
There was an abrupt silence.
What kind of situation can make the screams silence instantly?
The fear of unknown situations and the endless miserable imagination are more terrifying than seeing Xu Ning torture people with his own eyes.
Everyone in the woodshed changed their expressions.
Mu Yiheng crossed his legs, without his usual playful smile.
His eyes were cold and cold, and he glanced at the second person.
The betrayed "Wang Laosi" immediately had weak legs.
He was squatting on the ground.
He knelt down and kowtowed, "Jiuye, please don't fight.
I'll recruit.
I'll recruit Xu Ning and I on that day."
Gambling cards, I stole a small silver-plated hairpin from Mrs.
Hao’s house in the kitchen, and I even peeped at Chunyan changing her clothes.
Under tremendous pressure and threats, Wang Laosi revealed all the secret things that should be said and should not be said.
Mu Yiheng listened calmly, without stopping or asking anything.
His eyes passed over the faces of the people behind Wang Laosi.
Those cold eyes, like ice and snow, chilled people to the bone.
After Wang Laosi had repeatedly told the wrong things he had done and exposed the many lies he had told, Zhang Yong winked at the two guards and dragged him away.
Wang Laosi was shaking all over, wanting to beg for mercy.
When his eyes met Mu Yiheng's face, he swallowed his tongue and couldn't say a word.
What kind of face is that?
Thick clouds gathered above, and cold blades shot out from the eyes.
It seemed that just by opening the thin lips, the soul-seeking sword net could be spit out, cutting the person to death, splitting his flesh and blood, and stomping him towards the end of the world.
Wang Laosi went. who is next Most of the people present are loyal servants who have never done anything wrong.
Those who can serve in Songhe Garden are all decent people in the mansion.
But even though his heart was clear and dirty, even after being frightened by Mu Yiheng, he unconsciously lowered his head and shrank his shoulders, and his body trembled.
When he was almost done with his show of force, Zhang Yong coughed and lifted up Mei'er and Sui'er, the little girls who were serving in the room.
Mei'er has been locked up in the woodshed for the past few days without food and clothing.
Her face has become much thinner, her cheeks are sunken, and her white skin is stained with black ash, making her look a little embarrassed.
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In the past, Mu Yiheng treated her the most affectionately.
He would always give her a few compliments when he saw her, saying that he loved to see her crescent-shaped eyebrows, as beautiful as someone's charming young lady.
She looked at Mu Yiheng with tears in her eyes, her voice hoarse and unpleasant, "Jiu Ye knows that this servant is dedicated to serving the ancestors, and the whole family is living in the house, so they must not have bad intentions." , the ancestor's Poria Bird's Nest Soup was spilled by Sui'er clumsily.
It happened that the small kitchen made the goat's milk sweet soup, and a bowl was brought in.
The slave thought to himself, Brother Yu, little man. , it was fresh as much as I could use, so I gave my ancestor a bowl and started to warm it up.
Brother Yu started to cry when he got inside, and grandma realized something was wrong when he got up.
We are all here.
Even though this servant is so brave, he would not dare to poison our ancestors.
But girl Sui'er, who is usually a very steady person, suddenly couldn't hold a bowl that day."
When Sui'er heard that she was blaming the trouble on herself, she immediately judged: "Sister Mei'er, are you trying to frame someone?
The bowl just came out of the steamer, why don't you make it hot?
I was talking to you, and I was distracted for a moment.
Of course I don't deserve the punishment, but it was you who brought the goat's milk to the ancestors, not me.
I have never touched that thing, so why is it weird that Master Jiu understands that this slave is really unjust?"
The two of them have always been harmonious, like a family of sisters.
Usually when one of them cries, the other will cry too.
This time when something big happens, they immediately fall out and bite each other.
Zhang Yong shakes his head and coughs to interrupt the argument between the two. , he looked at Mu Yiheng, "Sir, this matter won't be clear for a while.
Why don't you move and rest first, and then leave it to your subordinates to take care of it?"
Mu Yiheng didn't answer.
He leaned down and bent his forearms on his thighs, staring at Mei'er: "Goat milk soup, besides you, who else has touched you?
Think slowly and think clearly."
This was said very gently.
Mei'er's eyes turned red and her heart felt hot.
After all, Master Jiu was protecting her.
After all, he treated her differently.
This time, the ancestor is gone, and the family will have to rearrange the arrangements for the servants of Songheyuan.
Is it possible for her to go with Master Jiu and be on duty in Master Jiu's yard?
After all, the person the ancestor cares about the most is , that’s Master Jiu.
Although she was a second-class servant in Songhe Garden, she came from the side of the elders.
After Chunxi left, Master Jiu had one less servant, which was never filled.
Thinking of this, her watery eyes were covered with mist.
The face was dizzy and stained with two red clouds.
Her voice became softer and softer, like a coquettish one, and she said aggrievedly: "This slave just filled a bowl in the room and brought it directly to the ancestors.
The food was made by the people in the small kitchen.
I am really innocent.
How can Master Jiu do it?"
Trial inconvenient The audacious chef on the chef's staff thought of Sui'er's bite just now, and said, "Although the others have never touched the soup, there is no guarantee that they are not suspicious.
They deliberately asked the ancestors to drink this poisonous goat's milk.
Who knows what happened?"
What are you thinking about?"
Mu Yiheng watched the changes in her expression from beginning to end.
From fear and restlessness, to resentment and hatred, to shyness, to another thought.
His little daughter's family's scheming was clearly visible to him.
The futures of her and Sui'er were uncertain, and she wanted to suppress Sui'er and find a good way out for herself.
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Even if Sui'er is really innocent, the seeds of doubt must be planted in Mu Yiheng's heart and make him hate Sui'er.
Mu Yiheng sat back in the chair and leaned against the carved back.
At this time, no one really cared about how the old lady harmed others.
One by one, they all had their own little ideas.
He was extremely bored and slapped his hand on the armrest, "Zhang Yong, slap your mouth" Mei'er's eyes widened suddenly, who was touching the lips, her?
She saw Zhang Yong coming towards her and waved his hand.
She didn't even have time to hide.
There was a crisp sound and she felt that her gums and skull were shattered by the slap.
There was a fishy fever in the nose and mouth, with tears, mucus and sticky blood dripping down uncontrollably.
Her eyes widened.
Before she could recover from the pain, Zhang Yong had already hit her with another palm.
The sound of slaps echoed throughout the courtyard.
Everyone who was already in fear stared at Zhang Yong's thick and powerful palm.
Mei'er's frail little body fell down after only two blows.
Her clothes were lifted from behind and her head was whipped around.
Blood spattered, and his face soon lost its true appearance.
Mu Yiheng sneered: "Who else wants to talk nonsense and have useless thoughts?
This is an example."
Finally, back to the topic, what everyone did and who they met in the three days before and after the incident were revealed one by one.
Those who were lazy playing cards during work hours, those who usually cheated and gossiped, and those who gossiped in various courtyards.
The quiet and peaceful Songhe Garden was completely open, and it turned out that there were so many evils hidden inside.
No one is truly innocent, even those who have not participated in poisoning the old lady.
Isn't it wrong to neglect one's duties?
Mu Yiheng finally left four people behind, and Zhang Yong asked someone to take the rest away.
Several people cried and tried to tell the difference for themselves.
In fact, things were clear from the beginning.
The goat's milk soup was prepared for Brother Yu, because he had been suffering from cold for the past two days and had been crying non-stop.
The wet nurse wanted to feed it to him, but she couldn't.
However, the old lady took a full bowl.
The amount of medicine was enough, and she was not afraid of anyone noticing.
It only took a quarter of an hour for the medicine to take effect in her stomach.
Before my grandmother died, she suffered a terrible crime.
His intestines and stomach felt as if they were being twisted by a knife.
Even if a grown man used it, he would still cry and roll on the floor and die in excruciating pain.
Fortunately, Shen Yuanjing came to visit Brother Yu to see a doctor and relieve the old lady's pain.
However, the anesthetic could only slightly relieve the pain.
What kind of endurance did my grandmother use to calmly not show pain in front of her family?
What kind of self-control did he use to force himself to bear the pain?
First, he asked Brother Yu to come over and put it beside him.
After Master Mu and others came over, he asked them to take the child and leave without giving it to the wolf-hearted thief.
The slightest chance of harming Brother Yu She knew that there were unreliable people in her yard, so she had to wake herself up and be strong.
In the first moment, he asked Mr.
Mu to seal up the courtyard and stop all the servants, so that none of them could sell the stolen goods and run away.
Zhang Yong waved a guard over, grabbed a small baggage from the guard's hand, and flicked it, spreading the baggage on the ground, scattering broken silver, gold hairpins, pearl chains, and silk clothes all over the floor.
Mu Yiheng stood up from the chair.
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He walked slowly and walked to a woman.
Madam Ma, Madam Ma has been by his grandmother's side since he entered Mu's house.
She is the most respectable old lady.
Mu Yiheng said nothing and looked down at her.
Madam Ma's eyes twitched twice, "Master Jiu, I was wronged."
Mu Yiheng did not expect her to confess directly.
He smiled softly: "Your two grandsons, four sons, daughter-in-law, and daughter-in-law, I have already taken good care of them.
\ot Madam Ma was stunned and raised her eyes in disbelief.
She saw a light blue light in Mu Yiheng's cold eyes.
It is vicious, angry hatred.
That's right, everything I had hidden everywhere was found, so my house must have been turned upside down.
But if she wants to reveal the person behind it, she will die as well as her family members.
It is better to suffer less torture than to always die.
Madam Ma lowered her head and stared at the ground.
Just one hit She heard Mu Yiheng's cold voice, "Don't worry, they will have a good place to go.
If you die, I can guarantee that your children and grandchildren will live a long time."
Mrs.
Ma’s teeth chattered.
She stared up at the young man in front of her who she had watched grow up.
He thinks that her family can't survive, but can't they die?
Mu Yiheng opened his lips and smiled.
The smile was so breathtaking, and his handsome appearance was terrifying for no reason.
Madam Ma collapsed.
She knelt on Mu Yiheng's feet and pulled the hem of his clothes.
"It's my fault.
It's none of my family's business.
I summoned Master Jiu.
Please give him a good look."
The old slave once served by my second aunt’s side and delivered you with my own hands.”
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