I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 108 I killed the person

"My lord, you!"

Wang Shang didn't expect that the county magistrate, a simpleton, could swing so fast.

It’s just a mere inducement!

Haven't resorted to any means yet.

He didn't even say a threat, but he just couldn't wait to follow the wind and fell over, flattering him.

Holding a tray of gold ingots, he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, as if he had never seen gold in his life...

Wang Shang's inner curse paused for a moment, and his eyes passed over the tray of gold ingots unintentionally.

The golden, round and fat spindles are arranged neatly in two rows.

Not to mention the county magistrate, who comes from a poor background and has to rely on working hard to stabilize his feet.

The county magistrate blatantly accepted the "bribe" and didn't pay much attention to Sheng Yuewen's death.

It was indeed too much.

He said something coolly and coldly, stood up and entered the kitchen carrying a tray covered with gold ingots.

Mrs. An raised her eyebrows slightly, not paying much attention.

I've been thinking about it for half the afternoon, watching the moon almost climb over the treetops. I haven't even had a bite of serious food yet, and I'm already hungry.

Even he, who had walked in front of the imperial court before, couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Zisu said "yes" and hurriedly did it herself.

Camp and camp, all the mechanisms are exhausted, what will happen in the end?

How come he was so good and suddenly turned crazy?
Wang Shang was puzzled.

Mrs. An couldn't help but feel a little funny when she saw the man-monkey being anxious and careless, as if he was doing it unintentionally.

Wang Shang couldn't help but feel a little sad for Sheng Yuewen.

I don’t know whether this person is really confused or just pretending to be stupid.

Zuo was just an unimportant bastard who died, and it was really not worth the trouble.

Fetching water from a bamboo basket was in vain, and even his life was at stake.

I didn't realize that the county magistrate here was quite an interesting person.

I was very shameless and stayed at the embroidery shop for a meal.

Wang Shang was almost ruined.

As she spoke, she seemed to think of something again, and asked uncertainly: "I remember that the doctor at Huichun Medical Center was the court judge who used to serve the late emperor?"

This matter, I'm afraid that's all it can do.

After a while, the sound of chopping meat and bones came from inside.

He was supposed to be planning to run away.

Zi Su nodded slightly: "Madam, you have a good memory."

Mrs. An looked at the loosening of their eyebrows and knew that at this time, it was probably done.

She said: "It is the former court judge who was highly trusted by the late emperor. The name of Huichun Medical Center was personally given by the late emperor!"

Mrs. An thought thoughtfully: "Cook more, and then ask the cook in the house to make some snacks that are easy to melt and send them over."

"Put that porridge-based hot pot together for me!"

If Mrs. An was bitten to death, he was the one who killed her. The man in the palace would definitely not allow fire to burn her.

According to what Mrs. An said, Sheng Yuewen dismissed the servants and concubines at home, and then deceived the embroidery ladies into working in the embroidery workshop, packed their luggage and returned home.

The matter has come to this, and it is useless to think too much about it.

"Madam, look, he is..." Zisu knelt down and quietly asked for instructions.

Mrs. An also has no intention of exterminating people.

"Duan Qingshan."

and……

But Sheng Yue heard that he was dead, so this matter was probably destined to remain an unsolved case.

"You don't know what to call this brother yet?"

On the contrary...

Not only was he too lazy to find out whether this person was dead or alive, where his body had gone, and why he was crazy, he came and broke into the house in broad daylight to commit murder.

She saw the fire in the kitchen and the oil smoke quickly spreading outside the kitchen. She suddenly ordered Zi Su: "I remember a few days ago, there were a few pears hanging on the pear tree in our house. I guess it was the same." It's almost ready to eat. You go back and pick it, soak some white fungus together, stew it in pear water, and send it to Huichun Medical Center."

She moved her eyes slightly, looking at Duan Qingshan who was always expressionless and looking like a clay puppet next to her, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Since we are from the backyard of Chaohuang Xiufang, we can just let Jiang Anning have a headache."

I really don’t know why this person suddenly came over and went crazy.

Duan Qingshan never said a word. He seemed to have finished talking about the matter. He stood up silently and went to the kitchen to prepare a porridge-based hot pot.

The beaten rice makes the soup more fragrant.

He first took out two cups, put some minced shrimp skin and meat on top, put them in the steamer to warm, and planned to send them to Jiang Anning later.

The county magistrate looked at the thick white porridge soup and immediately moved his index finger with a strong sense of gluttony.

Without saying a few words of politeness, he rudely buried his head in eating.

"Braised chicken."

When Duan Qingshan came over again carrying a casserole, he rarely said a few words.

The county magistrate's eyes suddenly shone when he looked at the pot of braised chicken with red soup and golden meat.

"Look at it, it's a bit inappropriate to pair such a light and delicious porridge-based hot pot with such a heavy-fat and heavy-colored braised chicken."

He said inappropriate words, but his chopsticks were much more honest than his mouth.

Wang Shang laughed at him: "What you say is inappropriate, but I don't see you filling your stomach less. I think you don't think the braised chicken is not suitable for this porridge-based hot pot. You think it's not suitable for us to eat." , It’s only appropriate that it should go into your stomach alone!”

"What words, what words!"

The county magistrate seemed to have been caught, but he still put it in his mouth without delay.

"Hey, who is that? Xiao Duan, you, you, you, you, you, make another one, put it on the stove to warm it up, and when you leave later, get me a food box to put it in."

Everyone was a little speechless by his shamelessness.

"You have the nerve to even eat and take it..."

Wang Shang was really speechless.

He had never noticed before that this man was such a glutton.

Recalling that at the beginning, he had given money and pressure, threatening that if the other party dared to talk too much, he would replace the magistrate of Jiang'an County with someone else. Only then did he win over the person and successfully occupy the position of next week's update.

If I had known that this old guy was someone who paid too much attention to his appetite, wouldn't he have just sent two cooks?
Why bother to seek far away from the near? It caused so much trouble and almost even resorted to resorting to tricks.

While Wang Shang was talking and complaining, the county magistrate finished eating seven or eight pieces of chicken.

Seeing that the pot of braised chicken was almost reaching the bottom, Wang Shang reacted and said anxiously: "Eh? Save some for me!"

As he said this, he raised the banner of Mrs. An again: "Mrs. An hasn't taken a bite yet!" "Why are you such a talkative person? You have no etiquette at all."

The county magistrate was not impressed.

"What etiquette do I need? What etiquette do I need for a meal? Eating and drinking well is the most important thing."

The county magistrate said confidently: "I am from a small family, and I come from a poor family. If it weren't for luck, the person in front of me got distracted and failed to answer the last verse well. How could someone like me, who comes from a background like me and can only read and memorize articles in a rigid way, be able to do that?" He picked up the leak and became a Jinshi."

"If I hadn't become a Jinshi by accident, I might have had to struggle for many more years before I could rise from a small county to a county magistrate!"

The county magistrate said with infinite emotion in his heart.

He sincerely felt that he had a good fortune. At first, he was just a small official, but by luck, he filled the vacancy of a county official.

Later, by luck again, I met the bandits here, who were inexplicably massacred in their lair. The whole mountain was covered with blood. It happened to be a rainy day, and the muddy water mixed with blood, flowing for three days and three nights.

Fortunately, the government came forward and banned pedestrians from traveling during those days.

Except for a young couple who returned from working in the capital, only the bandits died.

Because the new magistrate of Jiang'an County delayed his appointment, he, as the county magistrate at the time, got all the credit for nothing.

It was also logical that he was promoted to the acting county magistrate of Jiang'an, taking over the position of the new county magistrate who was originally coming.

The county magistrate sighed in his heart.

Speaking of which, he should really thank Jiang Anning.

It was only later that he found out that those two unlucky couples were Jiang Anning's parents.

That's all, it's all bad luck.

Just turn a blind eye. Since you have money, it can be regarded as exchange for the kindness of the unlucky couple who sent him to Qingyun.

When Zi Su came back with the pear water, the county magistrate and Wang Shang had eaten and drank, wiped their mouths clean, and went back to their homes.

"Madam, them?" Zisu glanced at the other people in the yard as if unintentionally.

"gone."

Mrs. An said calmly: "Let's deal with it all."

"Yes."

The master and the servant spoke vaguely, so these people just thought they were cleaning up the mess left after the meal, and were about to step forward.

Zi Su stopped them and said with a smile: "There is no need to be busy, let's go back to the house and have a good rest. You must be tight-lipped about what happened today, but have you written it down?"

"Slaves took note."

Everyone responded tremblingly.

If they had a choice, they didn't want to know such secret things at all. Who would dare to go out and talk nonsense, fearing that they would die without knowing how.

"You all go through the back door. I have arranged for the carriage to be parked in the alley behind."

Zi Su sent the person to the door of the embroidery workshop's backyard.

No one suspected that he was there and got into the car obediently.

When the carriage swayed out of the alley, everyone felt that their eyelids were heavy and they were drowsy.

Zi Su watched the carriage turn out of the alley, then closed the back door, came back and reported to Mrs. An, "Madam, everything has been arranged."

"There is enough drug in the carriage, so they won't feel any pain when they go on the road."

Mrs. An gave a faint "hmm", opened a small black iron box, and used a thin withered grass branch to pull out a few motionless small black insects that looked like sheep dung eggs.

"Jingwan, you have a good understanding. You should be very pleased to know that you have left behind such a little thing and can protect your daughter again."

She said "嘬嘬嘬嘬嘬嘬嘬嘬嘬" a few times. Not only did she not feel disgusted by the squirming bug at all, she actually teased him with great interest.

"It's a pity that those people did such a good job that they didn't even want to leave the bones behind to remember your daughter."

"I don't know if that stubborn little girl would go crazy if she knew that not long after your death, even your grave was dug up, and now there is only a rotten coffin buried under the grave."

Mrs. An teased the black insect with "squeak" and "squeak" sounds, as if she was telling a joke to it.

Jiang Anning, who was far away at the Huichun Medical Center, suddenly broke the corner of the stool on the side.

There was a click and the old doctor almost fell over from his stool in fright.

He recovered from the fright, looked at Jiang Anning with a blowing beard, and angrily shouted: "What's wrong with you little lady?"

Inadvertently looking into his eyes, which were like deep ancient wells, he swallowed instinctively and swallowed back the words that were about to slip out of his mouth.

"But, I don't want to hit anyone!"

He pointed to Xie Yutong beside him: "You, you, you just saw that, she, she, she is very skilled!"

"A weak little lady like you, she, she, she, she can cry ten, no, eight, no, no, no, ten, a little more than ten with one hand."

The old doctor spoke incoherently and looked at people defensively.

Jiang Anning showed such a skill inadvertently, but it scared him badly.

On the other hand, Xie Yutong next to him looked at the person with interest.

"Sorry, it's my fault. I didn't expect this stool to be so smooth on the outside, but rotten on the inside. It broke when I pinched it."

Jiang Anning made some nonsense without blinking, pinching off a corner of the other person's stool, blaming it on the fact that the other person's stool was coughed by insects.

"impossible!"

Xie Yutong glared at the old doctor who shouted "impossible" and said expressionlessly: "It is indeed eaten by insects."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The old doctor still didn't believe it. He stood up and put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly: "In this medical clinic, I spray anti-insect spray three or five times a day. How could the stool be eaten by insects? Not to mention that I still have... "

Where is the Insect King!
Xie Yutong stepped forward and covered the person's mouth before he could say the next few words.

"You murder!"

The old doctor, who finally escaped from the clutches, immediately began to curse.

"Don't say anything you shouldn't."

Xie Yutong gave the warning expressionlessly, but the old doctor was still unconvinced. When he saw Xie Yutong pull out a silver needle, he said in a calm voice: "Be careful with your tongue."

The old doctor fell silent instantly.

If you don’t say it, don’t say it!
The old doctor did not dare to speak. He could only curse in his heart and express all kinds of dissatisfaction and anger.

Even if people can't pronounce the last few words clearly.

Jiang Anning still felt like she heard something.

Onion King?

Insect King?

Based on the context just now, the old doctor said with such certainty that there could be no insects in his medical clinic, and it was most likely that he had raised an "Insect King"...

You can’t keep a king onion. Onions can repel insects, right?
Jiang Anning was not sure, so she decided to wait until she got back, and looked through the notes left by her parents to see if there was any record on whether onions, ginger, and garlic could repel insects.

Being disturbed like this, her mood calmed down a lot.

Nowadays, there are more doubts.

Who are those people?

Why do they want to kill their parents and their little family?
What kind of hatred or resentment did they have to kill them? They also had to dig graves and destroy the corpses, not even allowing for peace after death.