The duke of the governor's family is leaving again

Chapter 230
This time, the burned woman didn't keep her gaze on him for long.

Because it's not worth it, it's not necessary.

In the past, she was just powerless, and the only resistance to her persecutors was to stare at people with her eyes.

And now, she can kill the enemy.

Not with a knife, nor to take advantage of other people's feelings.

After the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were brought up by the yamen servant, she picked up the pen and started writing intently.

Sheng Hui stared at Ruan Cui's hand holding the pen.

That look seemed to regret not destroying her hand at the beginning.

Chen Yuan took a look at him, then set her eyes on the pleading paper written by Ruan Cui.

The burn would cause the skin to feel tight, so her wrists and fingers were not very flexible, but she grasped the pen holder tightly, and although she wrote very slowly, she wrote very seriously.

Stroke by stroke, try not to shake your hands, and write every word clearly.

No one urged her, everyone was willing to give Ruan Cui a little more patience.

Ruan Cui wrote the time for a stick of incense, and Chen Yuan helped her change the paper twice.

After she stopped writing, Chen Yuan read it for her, "What Sheng Hui said was all lies. He didn't save me out of good intentions, but he coaxed me out to find Zhaodi, and burned me like this. And in order to comfort Yu Shouqian who was about to die but died with Sheng Dongyue, he sent me to that villain who killed his wife, and their two sons-in-law are really snakes and rats, and there is no good person!"

Although the common people admired Chen Yuan because of her autopsy skills.

But when she read it out, it was not as convincing as Ruan Cui's own words.

The yamen servant picked up the paper written by Ruan Cui and took it out for publicity, which caused another uproar.

"Ruan Cui won't burn herself like this to slander Mrs. Sheng, will she?"

"Master Sheng lied!"

"I've believed in Mrs. Sheng for so many years, and my grandfather praised him as a good person. Who wouldn't say good things to him for so many years? I didn't expect it to be..."

Old Master Sheng couldn't listen to these criticisms at all, "No, she framed me, she must have been sent to me by those who wanted my Sheng family property to frame me, those people set me up for my kind nature! "

Chen Yuan, "..."

Decai, Ruan Cui, "?"

The common people really don't know who to trust. The foundation of public opinion laid by decades of good deeds can be shattered by the words of one or two people.

"quiet!"

A person can commit such a murder just to protect the face of the family. Guan Zhixian knows that it is not easy to deal with such a person.

"Bring Sheng Hong to the hall."

The yamen servant brought up Steward Sheng who had been tortured but was still able to walk.

"I've met you, my lord." Sheng Hong knelt half a step behind Old Master Sheng.

With this behavior alone, Sheng Hui knew that even though he had fallen to this point, the housekeeper did not betray him.

A big stone fell from my heart.

"Sheng Hong, who is Zhan Xueqing, do you know?"

Having been a housekeeper for many years, Sheng Hong also knows how to speak, "Zhan Xueqing is a clerk in a pawn shop, and his father was once the shopkeeper of the Sheng family's pawn shop."

"Do you two know about the relationship between Zhan Xueqing and Sheng Dongyue?"

The two masters and servants said in unison, "My lord, the grass people don't know."

They did so many things to protect the face of the Sheng Mansion, and now, they want to protect the face of the two houses, how would they know.

"Oh? Bring Xia Xian and Fang Yingzu up."

After a while, two middle-aged men knelt in front of the hall.

"Xia Xian, tell me honestly, what is the relationship between Zhan Xueqing and Sheng Dongyue?"

Xia Xian wiped the sweat from his head, and looked at the old master Sheng who was lying on the ground in fear, "Xia Xian, a grass-roots man, once worked as an apprentice in a pawn shop, and accompanied Zhan Xueqing to Sheng's mansion to help. I saw him hugging Miss Sheng Dongyue Together, I asked him later, and he said that the young lady liked him."

"Shut up, you're talking nonsense!" This was the first time that Old Master Sheng had heard others reveal the scandal that he had covered up for many years.

"Sheng Hui, you are not allowed to make noise in the courtroom!"

Guan Zhixian would not care about an old man who was dying. It was not convenient for him to slap his mouth, so he could only say to his loyal servant Sheng Hong, "Take good care of your master. If he keeps making noise, he will be beaten!"

"Yes, thank you sir." Sheng Hong knelt and moved to Sheng Hui's side, reaching out to pat Sheng Hui who was out of breath.

"Fang Yingzu, do you know about Zhan Xueqing and Sheng Dongyue?"

"My lord, Caomin Fang Yingzu once went to school with Zhan Xueqing. Because Caomin's writing skills are good, he came to Caomin to grab a pen for him in order to pursue Sheng Dongyue."

Guan Zhixian couldn't help asking gossip, "Oh~, what did you write for Zhan Xueqing?"

Many people couldn't help pricking up their ears.

Fang Yingzu took out two letters from his pocket, "This is a letter written by Ms. Sheng Dongyue to Zhan Xueqing. On weekdays, when Zhan Xueqing receives a letter from Ms. Shusheng, he will give it to me first. After I read it, I will think about it for a day or two. After writing the reply letter, return it to Zhan Xueqing, but Zhan Xueqing will not take this letter from Ms. Sheng that he handed over to me, and the reply letter from me."

"My God, give and receive privately!"

"Zhan Xueqing is also a scholar after all, so he actually showed the letter written by the girl to the outsider."

"The person who wrote the letter to Ms. Sheng was Fang Yingzu. If Ms. Sheng fell in love with the writer of the letter because of Fang Yingzu's literary talents, and then misunderstood that it was written by Zhan Xueqing, and thus liked Zhan Xueqing even more, wouldn't it be too tragic?"

"It's also the fault of the family being too rich. If Sheng Dongyue's family was poorer, who would go out of their way to lie to her?"

Whether it's the criticism of Sheng Dongyue or Sheng's mansion, it can't hurt Old Master Sheng at this moment, he only has that letter in his eyes.

Dongyue is so stupid that she gave her feelings to that liar Zhan Xueqing!
And let that hairless guy, who can't do things firmly, leave such an important thing outside!

Sheng Hong only felt that his lungs were about to explode.

If it wasn't for Zhan Xueqing, he wouldn't have committed such a serious crime. He would have to be carried to the court to be criticized by everyone if he lost his body at the end of the day.

So insulting!
The yamen servant handed the letter in Fang Yingzu's hand to the county magistrate.

"The bright moon is heavily closed in the tall building, and the heartbroken Xianlang will say goodbye every other year.

The Zixiao Hengdi is silent, sitting alone facing the Yao window, worrying.

Yu Shenyan is far away from the end of the world, and I believe that parting in the world is bitter.

Hate the emerald quilt full of gums, and resent the phoenix strands of the gold hairpin.

The potter's wheel is deep in the well and the rope is short, and the lovesickness of the clothes and belts should slow down.

Cut the knife into the water and connect it again, and cut the love with the knife.

Falling red chaotically chasing east and flowing water, a little heart dies for the king.

The concubine wishes to be a Wushan cloud and fly into the dream soul of Xianlang. "

After the love poem, there was a whole piece of complaint written by Sheng Dongyue. Guan Zhixian had a toothache after reading it, "..., Zhan Lang, no matter what, Daddy can't separate the two of us. I will find a way. You wait for my news."

As soon as the love letter was read, the old-fashioned and reserved people couldn't bear to criticize, "Miss Sheng is such a meng, a boudoir girl, so indiscreet, no wonder she will be cheated."

"That's right, if she keeps her husband's way, she won't bring disaster to the Sheng family."

"quiet!"

The big guy was very obedient, and shut up the discussion all at once.

"Use Sheng Dongyue's calligraphy to compare the handwriting!"

　"Acacia"

　　Tang, Dai Shulun
　　High-rise buildings are heavily closed to the bright moon, and Xianlang is heartbroken to say goodbye every other year.

　　The Zixiao Hengdi is silent, sitting alone facing the Yao window, worrying.

　　Yu Shenyan is far away from the end of the world, and I believe that parting in the world is bitter.

　　Hate the emerald quilt full of gums, and resent the phoenix strands of the gold hairpin.

　　The potter's wheel is deep in the well and the rope is short, and the lovesickness of the clothes and belts should slow down.

　　Cut the knife into the water and connect it again, and cut the love with the knife.

　　Falling red chaotically chasing east and flowing water, a little heart dies for the king.

　　The concubine wishes to be a Wushan cloud and fly into the dream soul of Xianlang.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)