Yuhuan Suchang also knew a few words. At this moment, she spread out the rice paper, inkstoned some ink, and wrote some words with her pen. So he folded it into a small paper corner, held it in his palm, and thought: How should I deliver this letter? She walked around the embroidery building for a while and then went downstairs. When I walked to the corridor, I saw Yuhe and Chunlong in the study, engrossed in writing something on the table. She coughed deliberately, but Chunlong didn't look up. Yuhe turned around to see her and wanted to ask questions. She had already started speaking. Brother, my sister-in-law has something to do with you.
What's going on?
She only said something happened, how could she know what happened?
After Yuhe heard what Yuhuan said, he threw up his pen and stood up, walked out of the study and ran along the corridor to the inner room.
Yuhuan was secretly happy, and when she saw Yuhe walking through the corridor, she threw the small paper corner towards Chunlong, but it missed the mark and landed under the chair where Yuhe was sitting. Yuhuan was afraid that her brother would find out, so she lost the letter and left. She guessed that if the letter made a sound when it fell on the ground, Chunlong would definitely pick it up when he heard it. Unexpectedly, Chunlong had nothing to do with her and was so focused on his studies that he didn't pay attention to the small paper corner thrown in from outside the door.
Yuhuan returned to the embroidery building and deliberately scraped the floor with her feet so that her brother could hear her and not doubt her meeting Chunlong.
Yuhe went back and asked his wife why Zhang wanted to see him, but Zhang only said that she had nothing to do with him. Yuhe said it was Yuhuan who said it. Mrs. Zhang smiled angrily and said something sarcastic. "Your little sister is really naughty. If I tell you that I want to change beds with her tonight, she will tell you a lie and send you away so that she can have sex with Mr. Yang." A letter. It's nothing more than telling him not to go to the embroidery building tonight. This proves that your little sister and Young Master Yang must be hooking up.
Don't talk nonsense, my little sister is not that kind of person, not to mention that Brother Yang stays up late studying every night, how can he have time to do such things?
If you don't believe it, there is proof. The road in the back garden didn't exist before, but it has recently been established. It was probably stepped on by Mr. Yang when he met your little sister in the middle of the night.
These words made Yu He half-convinced and he remained silent. Mrs. Zhang looked at him and said, "If you say nothing happens, something will happen. Tonight you and I will go to sleep in the embroidery building and seize the evidence of the stolen goods. Do you believe it or not?" Yuhe didn't know how to reply, so he went out hesitantly. When he got to the study, he saw a small paper corner on the ground when he got close to the seat. He picked it up and opened it, but it was:
Mr. Yang, please don’t go upstairs tonight.
jade ring character
When Yuhe saw it, he believed Zhang's words and glanced at Chunlong at the table. The way he was concentrating on writing quickly made him laugh secretly: He is so stupid, he doesn't even know how to pick up the letter when it reaches his feet. He is really a nerd. But I also secretly thought that with his appearance and actions, he must be a talented person in the official career. If my little sister marries him, she will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future. With this mentality, Yu He wanted to match him, so he folded the letter into a small corner of paper and quietly stuffed it into the "Four Books" under his right arm.
The drums were beating at midnight and the door of the embroidered building was ajar. This was Zhang's intention to lure Yang Chunlong in and not let him in. She expected that if he didn't come tonight, he would come tomorrow night. Yuhe was sleeping in the bed, snoring loudly, because he thought that Chunlong would definitely not come after seeing the letter in the book, so he fell asleep with peace of mind.
Unexpectedly, the wind and clouds suddenly changed that night, and in late autumn, snakes were still hanging in the air, and thunderbolts struck my ears. The curtains fluttered with the sound of raindrops, and the door leaf pinged and banged with an explosive sound. Yuhe was sleeping so deeply that he hadn't woken up yet. Zhang just wanted to catch the stolen goods and hadn't fallen asleep yet. At this moment, she seemed to hear footsteps outside the door, so she pretended to fall asleep.
It turned out that the fake young man Zhang Dahong went up to the embroidery building, tiptoeing, but there was some noise. It rained heavily for a while, so he walked boldly, and the sound of his footsteps was lost in the sound of rain. When I approached the door, I saw that the door was ajar. I didn't doubt it and just said it was the lady's intention.
After entering the room, before getting close to the edge of the bed, a snake suddenly flashed towards him, and in an instant, every corner was visible. He looked towards the tent and saw two people sleeping on the bed, thinking that the other one must be Young Master Yang. For a moment, the lust disappeared, and the malice suddenly emerged. Huh, you, Mr. Yang, ruined my good deeds of Zhang Dahong. I will kill you with no trace of your skin.
He cursed secretly, and then used the light of lightning to pick up a pair of scissors from the table that the lady usually used for embroidery and cutting. As soon as he lifted the tent, he heard the sound of someone getting up on the bed. This guy was vicious, and he cut and stabbed fiercely in the dark, looking at the sound. The person who was stabbed had a vital wound, and with a sharp and miserable "ah" sound, he rolled from the bed to the floor, twitched for a while and then became motionless.
He stabbed "Mr. Yang" who woke up in bed again, and a pungent smell of blood filled the dark embroidered building. Poor: The couple died suddenly at the hands of evil hands, and they became mourning souls by a single thought.
At that moment, Zhang Dahong took a breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and began to figure out how to dispose of the body and escape.
He suddenly remembered Tao Songzhong, the owner of the oil shop not far behind Wang Yuan's outer house. Three years ago, he was caught selling oil secretly and he was kicked out of the oil shop as a hired worker. Zhang Dahong has held a grudge since then.
Hum, I want you, Tao, to be a scapegoat for being wronged. As he spoke, he picked up the scissors and opened the scissors. He cut them horizontally for a long time before taking out the two heads. He then picked up a bloody head in each hand.
It was already the fifth watch, and the wind and rain outside the building had stopped. He stood up on tiptoes and walked lightly down the stairs. He ran through the back garden and out the door of the garden. When he arrived at the door of the oil shop, he dropped two heads and fled.
Tao Songzhong's two hired workers, one named Jin Aicai and the other Tong Kujing, got up and opened the door at dawn every day. Today, when they opened the door as usual, they saw two bloody human heads at the door. They were so frightened that they quickly went to tell Tao Songzhong.
Tao Songzhong came to the door and saw that it was indeed the case. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He opened his eyes wide and thought to himself: If these two heads are not removed quickly and the relatives of the deceased come to find them, there will be a lawsuit. At this time, he only hated the guy with a dark conscience for harming him. People's lives are at stake, so don't be careless. He got wise in his haste. He went back to his room and took out two hundred taels of snowflake silver to Jin Aicai. In front of Tongku's shaft, you two quickly wrapped the head in hemp pieces and threw it to the mountain behind. Jin Aicai held the silver and replied with a smile, Master, we will definitely do it.
So, the two of them wrapped the head with hemp pieces and carried it separately, one behind the other. Then they walked around a row of houses behind the oil shop and saw an ancient well in the corner of the house with a large millstone beside it. Jin Aicai said, Brother Tong, it would be better to throw the head in the well, so as not to suffer the consequences of walking on the mountain road.
OK Tong Kujing agreed and walked to the well. Jin Aicai also walked over. He wanted to keep the money for himself, so he pretended to say, Brother Tong, you should throw the head into the well first. Tong Kujing was honest and stood on the edge of the well and threw his head. Jin Aicai immediately pushed him down the well with his palm. With a "boom" sound, a stream of water splashed up in the well. Seeing him sinking and floating in the ancient well, Jin Aicai aimed a human head at him and hit him squarely on the head. It's just that: loving money and pursuing money will kill one's life; holding hatred in a dry well will lead to death.
When Jin Aicai saw that the water in the well was still, he bent over and pulled up the millstone and pushed it hard. The millstone flipped over and fell into the well. He watched it sink slowly before leaving with peace of mind. When he returned to the oil shop, he pretended to be panicked, knelt down to see Tao Songzhong, and told the master that Tong Kujing had darkened his conscience, so he went to the back mountain and lost his head. When I was not guarded, he grabbed the silver coins and pushed me down with his palm. , ran into the forest at full speed and disappeared.
Killed with a knife, so dissatisfied. As Tao Songzhong talked, he helped Jin Aicai up. Seeing that he had already caused trouble, he stopped interfering.
