Concubine

Chapter 356 Who is to blame

The place where Peng Hexi and Shui Wanqi live is called "Yunwuzhai". The layout of this courtyard is different from other courtyards. It has the layout of some water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. In the courtyard, there are not only rockery, pavilions, but also a pool of water lilies blooming. Excellent, there are also some flowers that can't be seen in other places in Sichuan, and they smell fragrant at night.

The night was fading, and it was dark all around.Song Yuner lightly climbed onto the roof, the room seemed very quiet, Song Yuner found a good place to set foot, she was already familiar with this place.

Quietly came to a roof, looked around, guessed that the house under him should be Shui Wanqi's bedroom, so he gently lifted two tiles, the decoration of the room is very elegant and quiet, it really is Shui Wanqi Qi's bedroom.

Shui Wanqi was sitting in front of the window and was carefully embroidering with a female worker. Song Yun'er couldn't see what she was embroidering.A little maid stood by and waited on her.A lot of red candles were lit in the room, making the beauty even more charming.

At this time, a boy opened the door and ran in. It turned out to be Peng Jiafu, who called out childishly, "Mom! I'm here!"

"Good boy!" Shui Wanqi stroked Peng Jiafu's face, "Where did you go to play?"

"Let's play horseback riding!"

Shui Wanqi was startled: "Riding a horse? No way! That's too dangerous!"

Peng Jiafu grinned: "It's not dangerous, if you don't believe me!" He turned and shouted to the outside of the house: "Water Guzi! Climb in for me, I'm going to ride a horse!"

Shui Wanqi was a little surprised, and looked outside the house, only to see a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing patched clothes, crawling in from outside the house, raised his head slightly: "Shui Guzi has seen his wife."

Peng Jiafu turned over and rode on the boy's back, grabbed his hair with one hand, and slapped his ass with the other: "Drive~! Run, you dead horse! Drive~!" The body shook desperately.

The big boy, nicknamed Big Gun Niu, hurriedly supported Peng Jiafu and crawled on the ground in circles.

Shui Wanqi giggled coquettishly: "How naughty! Why are you riding a big bull as a horse?"

"How is it? I said it's not dangerous!" Peng Jiafu said triumphantly.

"Okay, come down quickly, be careful not to fall."

Peng Jiafu turned over and got off the big bull's back, and kicked him: "Wait for me outside! I want to talk to my mother!"

"Yes! Young Master." A cold light flashed in the big bull's eyes, and then he regained his composure, stood up and walked out the door with a bow.

"Mother, you play with me." The child could not help but climb onto his mother's lap, and acted like a spoiled child to Shui Wanqi.

Shui Wanqi smiled, put down what she was doing, and hugged her son in her arms: "What's wrong? Didn't you play well by yourself?"

"It's not fun, I want to play with sister Hong Ling. But you won't let me."

"Stupid words, sister Hong Ling has something to do, how can she play with you all day long?"

"No, I'm going to play with sister Hong Ling." Peng Jiafu acted coquettishly.

It seemed that Shui Wanqi and Peng Hexi loved the child very much.Peng Jiafu put his arms around Shui Wanqi's neck and said, "Mother, I like sister Hong Ling, you help me marry her as my wife, okay?"

Hearing this, Song Yun'er on the roof couldn't help but want to laugh, thinking, how old is your child, why do you want to marry a wife.

Shui Wanqi in the room didn't smile, but just pinched his little face lovingly: "Is sister Hong Ling good-looking?"

"Hmm~! She is a hundred times more beautiful than the wives you found! Mother, I want sister Hong Ling to be my wife, okay!" Peng Jiafu twisted and danced coquettishly in Shui Wanqi's arms.

Song Yun'er was a little strange, what kind of daughter-in-law did you find? Could it be that this Peng Jiafu was only six or seven years old, and this Shui Wanqi was trying to find him a child bride-in-law?

Shui Wanqi has nothing to do with the child.The little girl next to her said: "Young master, you can easily handle other women, but this sister Hongling is the maid next to Lord Yang, don't you see that? The expression in the eyes of Lord Yang is not to treat her. The appearance of the person must be the person in the master's house, waiting for the house to be taken over in the future."

"Hmph! What is this? As long as our Peng family wants what we want, we can get it! Whoever dares to fight with our Peng family, my father will beat him to death with a stick just like he did with that hunchbacked Peng Si! "

Song Yun'er was shocked when she heard this on the roof. Could it be that Peng Si was beaten to death by Peng Hexi with a stick?Then, what about Shui Wanqi's inkstone?And what about Peng Laoqi's kick?Song Yuner's head is getting bigger.

The case was originally thought to be very simple, but it was nothing more than Peng Si's desire to tease Shui Wanqi, but Shui Wanqi hit her head with an inkstone and died of sudden bleeding.It's good now, what is certain is that before Peng Si died, there were at least three people who beat Peng Si, one was Shui Wanqi with an inkstone, the other was Peng Lao Qi with his feet, and the third was Mr. Peng with a cane.

Song Yuner's mind was distracted, and she didn't pay attention to a part of what she said next. When she continued to listen carefully, Peng Jiafu had already pulled the maid's hair and beat and kicked her.The kid looks really spoiled.

Shui Wanqi finally rescued the maid's hair from Peng Jiafu's little hands, and even tried to persuade her, but Peng Jiafu had already howled dryly: "I don't care, I want sister Hongling! I want it!..." Sitting on the ground and rolling.

The maid had disheveled hair and bent down to hug Peng Jiafu. Peng Jiafu kicked her and spat at her.The maid had no choice but to avoid it.

Shui Wanqi sighed, knelt down and picked Peng Jiafu up and sat back on the stool.But the child was like a lively carp, wrestling in Shui Wanqi's arms.

"Okay, okay! Dear son, mother will speak for you!" Shui Wanqi said helplessly.

"Really?" Peng Jiafu stopped making trouble immediately, put his arms around Shui Wanqi and kissed her on the face, "Mother is so kind!" Jumping into Shui Wanqi's arms, he shouted all the way: "That's great! Jiafu has a daughter-in-law Hey, I have a beautiful daughter-in-law~!" Shouting all the way and running out the door.

The maid walked over and closed the door, and said to Shui Wanqi while arranging her hair: "Ma'am, are you really planning to propose marriage to Lord Yang? This matter..."

Shui Wanqi let out a long sigh: "I'm just coaxing Fu'er, and I can see that the red silk girl is Lord Yang's heart, and Lord Yang will never agree, so it's impossible to mention it." I can't mention it, so as not to offend the Lord. Our master is trying to curry favor with Lord Yang, so don't let this mess up. Sigh~!"

The servant girl combed her hair again and said, "Madam, if Fu'er continues to make trouble tomorrow, I think Zi Fu'er really likes the red silk girl this time. It's no wonder that the red silk girl is so beautiful. , even a man would be tempted. I didn't expect Fu'er to have such thoughts at such a young age, hehehe"

"You take Fu'er to other places to play these two days, and it will be fine when the Sir and the others leave after watching the Fairy Festival tomorrow. Sigh~!"

"Yes." The servant girl agreed, thought for a while, and then said: "Just now when Fu'er talked about what happened last night, I kept muttering in my heart."

"What are you mumbling about?" Shui Wanqi frowned.

The servant girl looked around and said in a low voice: "After hearing that Peng Si died this morning, I murmured in my heart, don't you beat him to death with the cane that the master put on his head last night?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Shui Wanqi scolded, "Even if it is, he deserves what he deserves!"

"That's right! After being kicked by Master Qi, he still doesn't remember anything. He dared to go to the village to find the master to judge, and he also wanted to count on his wife and master to make decisions for him to redeem Miss Chunhong. This brainless person doesn't want to think about it." , he is just a member of the family, who is Qiye, Qiye is our master's younger brother, who will help if the master doesn't help?"

Shui Wanqi smiled lightly: "This Peng Sigan is crazy about Chunhong, and his heart is fascinated by phlegm."

"That's right!" The servant girl also echoed, "It's like a toad wants to eat swan meat, and also wants to rob Miss Chunhong from our seventh master. He’s already been hit by an inkstone, he suffered a loss, and he doesn’t remember anything. Hmph! He didn’t take a pee to take care of himself, so he died really well! He deserves to die on the pier!”

Song Yun'er was overjoyed, hearing what they said, last night, this Peng Si was kicked by Peng Laoqi in the Lichun Garden, and after his head was knocked out, he was so angry that he ran to Peng's village to seek Peng Hexi's comment. He asked Peng Hexi to pay for Chunhong's redemption to marry her, but Peng Hexi hit the top of his head with a cane again.

Song Yun'er continued to look down, only to see Shui Wanqi lightly supporting her chin with one hand, staring at the red candle in front of her in a daze: "That's what I said, but my heart...is not at ease..., I heard this Lord Yang... oh! Why are things all lumped together."

The little maid said: "That's right, I've also heard that the Lord Yang invited by our master is very good at solving crimes. I heard that when he was the magistrate of a small county in Huguang, he even asked the land to be moved." The Bodhisattva helped him solve the case, saying that he has supernatural powers."

Song Yun'er remembered that Yang Qiuchi asked the land master to judge the teapot case, it was indeed very miraculous. Afterwards, she asked him several times, asking him to teach her how to ask God, but he just laughed and didn't answer, how annoying!
Shui Wanqi also showed a disturbed expression on her face: "That's right, I don't know why, but the night when Lord Yang, the god of judgment, arrived, this Peng Si died. Alas~! The master was counting on him. If you make friends with this lord, your cousin will have a helper when he becomes an official in the provincial capital in the future, but I didn't expect that he would cause trouble."

"That's right! Who would have thought that Peng Si would die at this time." The servant girl echoed, "Although Peng Si is dead, it cannot be said that our master's two crutches killed him."

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