Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 101 Soon you won't be able to laugh anymore!
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Fu Linxue was so angry with her words that she wanted to jump up and slap her twice. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the gloomy expression on the old lady's face, she immediately held back, and said with a vicious smile: "When death is imminent, you still talk hard, and soon You won't be able to laugh anymore!"

Judging by the old lady's posture, she will not spare Mrs. Zhou. She just watched the show from the sidelines, and this matter has nothing to do with her anyway.

Fu Yueying cried until her eyes were red and swollen. She looked at Mrs. Zhou in disbelief, and asked sadly, "Aunt Zhou, my mother treated you well. Why did you harm my mother?"

Zhou Shi has always had a very good relationship with her mother, and treats her as if she were her own, and is even more gentle and virtuous, but she never thought that it was Zhou Shi who killed her mother in the end!

Fu Yuejun squinted his eyes and said sonorously: "Of course it's because of a poem!"

"What poem?" The old lady didn't take this poem to heart, she couldn't understand why a mere little poem could attract Zhou to frame the third lady like this.

Fu Yuejun looked down at the Zhou family from above, with a noble and proud posture, and slowly recited a sentence: "I have come down to another life, summer, autumn and winter, with a heart to talk about the turbid and clear, the bright moon still cares about me, and the breeze has no intention of not leaving people behind."

After reading this poem, Mrs. Zhou laughed idiotically, and all the aunts and ladies looked at Fu Yuejun with confused faces.

But the old lady's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly, she pointed at Mrs. Zhou and asked tremblingly: "You, you are..."

"My surname is Lu!" Mrs. Zhou laughed coldly, gritted her silver teeth: "Lu from Lu Dongting!"

Upon hearing this, the old lady's face became pale as white paper, her hands were icy cold, her lips were trembling, she looked at Zhou's eyes full of resentment, she couldn't say a word.

Fu Yuejun said coldly: "This is an anti-poem!"

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhou became annoyed all of a sudden, blushed and said sharply: "No! This is not an anti-poetry, my grandfather was slandered, he had no intention of rebelling at all, it was the imperial court who slandered him!"

There have been literary inquisitions in all dynasties, and countless victims. Her grandfather was a former academician of the Imperial Academy, but because he felt that time was passing too fast, he wrote a poem impromptu, and was accused of treason.

The first emperor was furious and ransacked the Lu family and exterminated it!
Fu Yueying was puzzled: "But what does this have to do with my mother? Why do you want to take revenge on my mother?"

"Hahahahaha!" Zhou suddenly laughed wildly, laughing so hard that tears came out, every word and every word was filled with great hatred: "Because it was your grandfather who killed my relatives with his own hands in order to cling to the powerful! "

Conspirator, he himself will be cut in half, his father and sons over 16 years old will be hanged, sons under 15 years old will be exiled to the frontier, wives, concubines and brothers and sisters will enter the palace as slaves.

All family property was turned over to the state treasury. Uncles, uncles and nephews of the clan, regardless of whether they lived together or not, were sent to the frontier for three thousand miles.

Back then, all 120 members of the academician's mansion, including the maidservants, were killed. Her sisters from the same clan bit their tongues in desperation to keep their innocence.

Her concubine brother was sold to Jiangcheng, and she was secretly hid by her father and survived. Later, the massacre continued, and other officials who were friendly with her grandfather were implicated.

Officials and ordinary people who discussed and expressed emotion in private, without exception, were all killed, and more than 2000 people were killed in total.

(End of this chapter)