Whether the county lord of Zhenxian wakes up from his dream or not, no one really cares.

If you do bad things, you will do them, and if you have the ability, you will work hard to get the field back.

If you don't have the ability, you just...

Well

Just stay honest as soon as it's too late.

Honestly waiting for Tan Sheng's next wave of retaliation.

Tan Sheng's strategy for the county lord of Zhenxian is that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, and stay away from the family of the Yongning Marquis Mansion, so I drink a bowl of Meng Po soup by myself, and forget the unhappy past.

But Tansheng's attitude towards the Li family is only four words.

Make a clean sweep of.

In the dead of night, it is the time of killing, and the Baoshan Temple of Duliang Mountain is silent, only to hear that every other hour, the old clock on the top of the temple makes a heavy sound.

The two black-clothed men hid under the corner of the eaves, and after listening to the bell, the leader waved his hand, and the black-clothed man buried his head and walked forward to the C-shaped room, where a woman with a bunch of hair was pulling her hair in the mirror.

The man in black climbed over the windowsill and tightened the woman's neck from behind with a hemp rope.

The woman's breath was not good, her eyes were bulging, and her hands were holding the hemp rope.

The man in black increased his strength and violently exerted force, but in three moments, the woman's head drooped, her feet kicked, and her hands scattered.

The man in black took his fingertips and tried his snort, gesturing.

He's dead.

The two threw twine up the beam, took a dead knot, and put the woman's head in it.

Before leaving, the man in black flicked an enamel octagonal lamp on the woman's table to the ground, and the lamp shattered, and the man in black took his feet again, and the stool fell a few meters away from the beam.

The two men in black looked back and looked around, and when they found that there were no flaws, they returned the same way.

It's dawn.

The warm sun slowly rises from the end of the sky.

In the Songhe Courtyard, the "Ping Pong" soldiers are in chaos.

"What did you say? Madame, Madame, hanged herself??"

The string of Buddhist beads in Mrs. Zhao's hand smashed to the ground, and her voice was sharp, "You said that Mrs. is dead??

Under the hall is a half-grown little nun, who has to be presided over by Baoshan Temple, Hui Chan Shitai, and did not wake up early in the morning to take an ox cart into Beijing to report the news.

The little nun wiped away her tears, remembered the tragic situation she saw, and hurriedly recited the sentence "Southern Amitabha" in her heart, with a crying tone, "Yes! This morning, the poor nun opened the door to change the incense candle and saw a person hanging in the window. As a result..."The little nun cried, "It turned out to be a dead person! It's Mrs. Zhao who hasn't been here for a long time! The master asked the poor nun to hurry up and report the news, to see if the Zhao family wants to take Mrs. Zhao's body back to the mansion, or if Baoshan Temple will bury it on her behalf..."

Old Madam Zhao was stunned, her body shook, her eyes were dizzy, and she almost fell to the ground!

She wanted to seize the Li family's mistake and send the Li family away, but she didn't want to make a feud with the Li family! What's more, this is still a mortal enemy! Li Zipu's personality, if she knew that the Li family committed suicide, wouldn't she be able to turn the Zhao family upside down at all costs!?

What should she do!?

Old Madam Zhao's eyes were ethereal, and at a glance she nailed it to Tan Sheng's face, who was silent, and asked repeatedly, "Ah Qiao, what do you think?

Tan Sheng was not surprised at all when he was named.

The Zhao family regarded her as a savior.

Especially when the Li family is not useful, she is the last straw that the Zhao family can fish.

The Zhao family is like a silk flower, accustomed to taking shortcuts, accustomed to climbing up on other people's flesh and blood, and accustomed to sending themselves to the clouds with the strength of the good wind.

It's a pity, the Zhao family doesn't want to think about it, relying on the mountains and mountains, relying on the rivers and rivers, if others don't want to let you be entangled, wouldn't you die a miserable death?"

But now, she is really the savior of the Zhao family.

This game needs to be brought by her to be able to play.

Tan Sheng turned his head to look at the little nun and asked softly, "Can you report to the government?"

"Not yet. "The little nun pumped and shook.

Tan Sheng asked, "But is there anyone else who knows?"

The little nun said softly, "Only me and Shi Tai know." ”

Tan Sheng asked again, "Can you clean up the scene of suicide?"

The little nun shook her head, "Yet, Baoshan Temple is similar to Dongyue Temple, the religious wife went to Dongyue to view the Qing Cultivation, and the Buddhist wife came to Baoshan Temple. Mrs. Shi told me not to clean up, saying that I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to tell when the time came... Mrs. Zhao's C-shaped room has been sealed, and no one has entered it..."

In other words, this has formed a mature system of coping with the hanging of wives who have no hope of life and finally decide to die

Is

Practice makes perfect.

I also know that sticking a seal will not destroy the scene, for fear that my family will slander people...

Tan Sheng smiled, sure enough, Hui Zen Master Tai and Zhengjue Nuguan are friends, and things gather people in groups!

Tan Sheng nodded in understanding, turned to the official's mother and said, "Mom, take the little master down for breakfast." ”

As soon as the little nun left, as soon as the gate of Songhe Courtyard was closed, Mrs. Zhao suddenly collapsed on the Taishi chair, her expression was unpredictable, she didn't know what she was thinking, and after a long time, she slowly sat up and said softly, "What should I do now? That's why the old man spent a lot of money to arrange the Li family in the C-shaped room, where it is the quietest, the environment is the best, and the vegetarian food is also the best... It cost five hundred taels of silver! How can you say that you are dead now?"

Tan Sheng listened quietly, waiting for Mrs. Zhao's request for help.

Xu is Tansheng's composure infected Old Madam Zhao, and Old Madam Zhao raised her head and said eagerly, "Ah Qiao, you are smart and well-informed, you say, what should we do now?"

Tan Sheng pondered for a long time and spat out four words from his mouth.

"Woe to the East. ”

Tan Sheng said softly.

Old Madam Zhao frowned.

Tan Sheng patiently explained, "People definitely don't kill themselves. The Li family promised that the Li family would take her back to the capital after this round of turmoil passed, and the Li family had not yet run out of ammunition and food, how could they choose to hang herself in despair?"

Old Madam Zhao felt that what she said was very reasonable.

Tan Sheng said softly, "Since you didn't commit suicide, who did it?"

"Is it that Baoshan Temple covets the wealth of lay disciples and kills them? Or is it that bandits are rampant in Duliang Mountain, and thieves and robbers in Baoshan Temple have killed Mrs. by mistake, and Baoshan Temple says that Mrs. committed suicide in order to shirk responsibility?"

"Otherwise, could it be that Madame had a quarrel with which wife and killed Madame in a fit of anger? In order to avoid interrogation, Baoshan Temple simply said that she committed suicide. ”

"It's all possible, and it's not our fault. ”

Old Madam Zhao said loudly, "But Li Zhipu won't believe it!"

"So let's tell Master Li about this, and we must not hide it. You can't hide it, and you will find out when Master Li wants to visit her daughter on a whim. Tanyu's face was calm.

Old Madam Zhao hesitated slightly.

If Li Zipu knew that the Li family was dead, he would really turn the sky upside down!

It's really heaven-shattering!

Tan Sheng looked at Old Madam Zhao's face and added, "Lord Li's tone must come out." We can only let him breathe, don't blame our Zhao family. ”

Mrs. Zhao can't wait to be amazed!

Oh, yes!

This breath can come out of Baoshan Temple! Liukou!

But don't blame the Zhao family!

Yeah!

Woe to the East!

Since it is impossible for the Li family to commit suicide, then this is his killing!

To find out!

Who exactly killed it!

Old Madam Zhao said in a loud voice, "Lu'an, go and invite the master of the in-laws and the master to return to the house!