White Horse Mountain is the location of the ancestral tomb of the Murong family, located in the southwest outside the city of Qizhou, it is said that there was a white horse flying in that place, the feng shui is excellent, and the descendants are shaded. By the time of Murong Zheng, the old marquis of Wude, the ancestral tomb of the Murong family had been repaired, and then the grave began to be moved, and in the hands of the late marquis Murong Su, it had all been moved. Ten years ago, in order to show his respect for his late brother Murong Su, Murong He spent a lot of money to repair it, and last year, Murong He used the excuse of repairing the ancestral tomb to loot a lot of money and fill his pocket.

"Miss, they're all buried."

At the end of the Shen period, when Murong Qing came out, more than two dozen coffins in the courtyard were already lined up.

All the subordinates of the Murong Marquis Mansion had already put on mourning clothes, and their faces were gloomy.

As twilight came, the sky grew darker.

Murong Qing was dressed in white, and raised his hands without his hand, "Go out of the funeral." ”

"I can't go out of the funeral, let me see the master again!"

"My son, how can you let your mother and your daughter-in-law live!"

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In front of more than 20 coffins, the female dependents of the Murong family cried grief-stricken, and the Yuan family said indignantly, "Murong Qingran, according to the etiquette of our Murong family, the bodies of several masters have to stay at home for three days, you are in such a hurry to bury them all, do you want to cover up something!" ”

Murong Qingran's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care about the Yuan family.

She walked to the middle of the courtyard and said, "Today, my Murong family has suffered misfortune, and all your uncles, uncles, cousins and cousins died at the hands of Murong He. Everyone present, you are all relatives of Dye'er, tonight, Dye'er's blood sacrifice to Murong He, to avenge your uncles, uncles, cousins and cousins, uncles and sisters-in-law, if you are willing to go, you can go with Dye'er, if you don't want to, please go back to the house. After two days, after Dye'er finishes accounting for the money in the Hou Mansion, he will deliver the silver to you one by one, so that you will have no worries in the future. Among you, Dye Er knows that some of them were given to our Murong family, some were robbed, and some were forced to marry ...... Now that the Murong Marquis Mansion has been dispersed, you don't have to be afraid, no one will force you anymore, you can leave or stay, you are all in charge! ”

Several beautiful young women who were originally crying a lot stopped crying when they heard Murong Qingran say this. They are the concubines of several lords and sons of the Murong family, as Murong Qingran said, some of them were sent over to the Murong family, and some of them were people from the Murong family who fell in love with other women, relying on the power of the Murong family, and forced them to come over.

"Thank you, Miss, thank you, Miss." The beautiful woman who was crying and crying was moved to kneel down and kowtow to Murong Qingran.

"You slut, when the master was alive, he pestered the master, and as soon as the master left, you couldn't bear the loneliness!" Among them is also Murong Fifth Master's concubine Aunt Gu.

As soon as the Yuan clan saw her, his anger grew even greater, "Mrs. Ben is still alive, you want to leave, there is no door!" ”

Aunt Gu wiped her tears and said, "Miss has promised to let the concubine go, why can't the concubine go!" Hehe, fifth master, he died, he died well, the concubine originally had a cousin who was a childhood sweetheart, and both of us have already passed the ceremony, but Murong Kun, a bastard, fell in love with the concubine, forced my father and mother to withdraw from the marriage, and ruined my good marriage in this life! Murong Kun, even if you don't die today, I plan to die with you in the future! ”

"Slut, slut!" Yuan Shi hated and stepped forward to pull Aunt Gu's hair.

"Come on, give her a hundred taels of gold, and send her out of the house." Murong Qingran did what he said, and immediately called Lu Fei, opened the door of the Hou Mansion's treasury, and moved a box of gold and silver out.

Aunt Gu took the money and was escorted out of the Hou Mansion.

The Yuan clan gritted his teeth in anger, but there was no other way, so he leaned over Murong Fifth Master's coffin and cried, scolding Murong Qingran, scolding Aunt Gu, and scolding more than once.

With Aunt Gu at the beginning, the concubines of several other lords and sons also asked to leave the Murong family, and Murong Qingran went to them and gave them silver.

At once, most of the mourning women were gone.

The rest are the original wives of the lords and sons of the Murong family, and some of Murong Qingran's cousins and cousins.

Liang Jingduan looked at it and said, "Miss Murong is really temperamental. ”

"It's ruthless, unrighteous, and unkind." Xiao Yan has always been unwilling to see Murong Qingran, and he is not merciless when he speaks.

Murong Hao said, "Ruthlessness is affection, affection is ruthlessness, all kinds of things in the world, only I am affectionate." ”

Liang Jingduan glanced at Murong Hao, with a bit of praise in his eyes, the Liang family also believes in Taoism, and his brother Liang Jingheng, Marquis of Chun'an, also has a great relationship with Taoism.

The thirteenth prince didn't speak, just stood silently behind Murong Qingran.

"Spirit!" After Chang Mao was arrested, Xiong Da became the head of Murong Hou's Mansion, and with a shout, more than 20 coffins were lifted.

The main gate of the Hou Mansion was opened, although it was dark, and there was an army stationed outside the mansion, but there were also many people who came to watch. Thinking about it, Murong Hou's Mansion carried out more than 20 coffins at once, how could those people not come and see, anyway, the Murong family is also the largest mansion in Qizhou Mansion, and so many people died suddenly, it is strange that it is not rumored to be popular.

Murong He, Yang Wei and others were tied tightly and escorted to the front.

The government in front of the government sounded the gong and beat the drum to open the way.

In the past ten years, Murong He has carried eight sedan chairs and traveled with Hou Ye's guard of honor, which is the first time he has traveled like this in ten years, which is no different from parading the streets.

"This is our Jiyang Hou, how did we get tied up."

"I don't know, I heard that our Jiyang brother took the throne, and today he killed his sibling."

"Those rumors are true, Murong He, this shameless villain!"

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Seeing the onlookers pointing at him, Murong He was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, feeling that his whole old face had been lost, and he couldn't wait to dye Murong Qing's body into pieces.

This little slut is really ruthless!

Don't read the love between uncle and nephew, don't read the father-daughter relationship for ten years!

For the Wang family, Murong Qingting, Murong Qingping and others, Murong Qingran did not let them show their faces, but stuffed them all into a carriage and let them accuse each other. They scolded each other, and heard the people on the street cursing, scolding the Jiyang Hou Mansion, scolding Murong He, and saying that the Jiyang Hou Mansion has today, and the retribution is not happy, they were stunned, although they also knew that the reputation of the Murong Hou Mansion in Qizhou City was not very good, but they didn't expect it to be so bad that everyone shouted and beat like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and scolded.

"You say, will Murong Qingran really kill us and leave us in the ancestral tomb?" Murong Qingping asked uneasily.

Murong Qingting hugged Bao'er, and her face became anxious, "Who knows, that little slut has been withdrawn since she was a child, and she is very ruthless, you see, she bit me five years ago, and it didn't fade." Murong Qingting rolled up her sleeves, revealing a scar on her arm.

Murong Qingping shook her body, "I knew that we helped her." ”

Wang closed his eyes and snorted lowly, the daughter of the concubine is a soft bone, greedy for life and afraid of death, if she regrets it the most, if she killed Murong Qingran ten years ago, how could there be anything today. So now, Hou Ye is still Hou Ye, and she is still Mrs. Hou Ye.