(1) Past life

Daxi Dynasty, the fifth year of the Apocalypse of Emperor Longqing, the traffic in front of the Shaoqing Lin family mansion of Sipin Dali Temple was busy, the clothes were fragrant and the sideburns were shadowed, and people came and went, which was very lively. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Jiazu has been in and out of countless scholars, and has also produced a champion and a role model, the official to the prime minister, the scholarly family is well deserved, and it is the envy of everyone in Biannan County. However, after the family prospered to the extreme, it inevitably declined rapidly, and Lin Huaqing's generation was only a five-grade prefect, compared to the great achievements of the ancestors.

Today is the 50th birthday of the old lady Zhao of the Lin Mansion, the eldest son Lin Yuanqing is the youngest son of the Shaoqing of the Sipin Dali Temple Lin Huaqing is the prefect of the fifth grade, and the eldest grandson Lin Jingfeng is a famous prodigy. As the protagonist, Mrs. Lin wore a red Wufu longevity jacket, a red Liufu horse-faced skirt, and a ruby Ruyi gold hairpin, with a happy face.

Old Lady Lin was talking and laughing with the guests, and a maid hurriedly ran in and said, "Old lady, it's not good, the ninth girl committed suicide." ”

Old Mrs. Lin's face changed, and she looked nervous.

These nine girls are Lin Yuqing, the third daughter of Lin Muxia, the second son of the late Mrs. Lin, who is ranked ninth and seventeen years old.

Mrs. Lin looked at the little maid who came to report the news dissatisfiedly, and muttered in her heart, it is time for the people in the house to train well, so unruly, I don't look at when, I ran in in such a panic, it was not the face of the Lin family that was lost, not to mention that it was this bad news that Sister Yu committed suicide. Old Mrs. Lin's eyes became cold, it is not worrying that the dead girl will die if she dies, and she has to lose the reputation of the Lin Mansion.

The little maid saw the old lady's face turned blue and her eyes were cold, and when she thought of the old lady's expression when she was about to kill, she shuddered, took a few steps back, fell to the ground, and collapsed her body.

Mrs. Lin looked around, silent, and the guests looked at her curiously, as if they would not give up until they reached their goal, and their expressions became even colder, and they wished to divide the body of the troublesome girl.

Seeing Mrs. Lin's expression, there were always some gossips at the banquet, so she opened it.

"Didn't the ninth of the Lin family say that he gave it to the richest man in the capital?" A middle-aged man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks rolled his eyes and ate peanuts.

"No, I said it was given to the concubine of Lord Shilang." A teenager's mouth was full of mockery.

"What's more, the second lady promised her maiden nephew, maybe it's someone who is in charge of the Lin Mansion, it is said that the steward is extremely ugly, and he is still a lame." The three of them looked at each other and smiled, knowing that each had worse ideas than the other.

The reputation of the nine girls of the Lin Mansion was completely ruined at this time.

Mrs. Lin stomped her feet and said sorry to the guests, then pulled her daughter-in-law Zhao and hurriedly followed the maid out.

"I'm right, you're going to have to give me a drink." A fat woman with a fortune said, her eyebrows fluttering.

"Okay, no problem, I bet that the ninth girl is not willing to marry the old man." A young daughter-in-law looked at her freshly dyed nails and said nonchalantly.

"Let me say, the ninth girl must have been taught and received privately, there is someone in her heart, let her marry someone else, she committed suicide in a hurry." Didn't the daughter of the widow next door just fall in love with that little Xiucai, so she cut her wrist when she couldn't get married, and it took a long time to save her.

The group joined in with great interest, and it was lively for a while.

Yuxiu Hall.

A young woman was lying on the cold ground at this time, her hair was naturally parted and stuck to the ground, and there was a clear purple mark on her neck, which was the ninth girl who committed suicide by hanging beam.

A room full of maids and wives were crying around, I don't know if they were crying about the life of the nine girls or because of the death of the nine girls?

Seeing this scene, the old lady was a little suffocated, she had a good fifty birthday, and she was so unlucky that this girl was really cheap!

Mrs. Lin's eldest daughter-in-law, Zhao Shidao, said, "A group of garbage can't even look down on a person, so someone came to tie up these rice buckets for me and throw them out." ”

"Beating to death with a stick counts, it can be regarded as a funeral for Xiao Jiu." The old lady's vicious voice had been heard, and a group of sturdy mothers-in-law pulled out the servants in the Yuxiu Pavilion one after another, gagged them, dragged them out, and pressed them to the ground to beat them to death, as if to vent their dissatisfaction with whom.

"I don't know what to do, I don't want to marry Prime Minister Wang as a stepwife, I'd rather die, it's really cheap, throw me to a mass grave." The eldest lady kicked Yuqing's corpse and covered her nose with a handkerchief in disgust.

The two mothers-in-law quickly wrapped the body with a sheet and dragged it outside.

"Prime Minister Wang, let Sister Yu marry her." The old lady rubbed her temples, trying to relieve the headache.

"Prime Minister Wang is there, I'm afraid it's hard to explain." Feng felt that Prime Minister Wang Cheng had taken a fancy to the nine girls and replaced them with Yu girls, what should I do if people were annoyed.

"Catch Ming'er and bring Yu Yatou over for her to see, are you afraid of Yu Ya's appearance?"

"Yes." Feng Shi relaxed slightly.

The two mothers-in-law reluctantly carried the nine girls on the road.

"It's really bad luck, come out and throw the dead!"

"No, give this a little reward!"

"It's better to sell the corpse to Mrs. Wang, didn't you buy a woman's corpse privately a while ago?"

"Yes, yes, carry the body and ask it."

Mrs. Wang is a goddess-in-law, specializing in playing with the corpses of those dead, and she is the best at secret marriage, and many people are anxious to find her. Recently, I was in a hurry to collect the female corpse, twenty taels of silver.

Mrs. Wang looked at it, sixteen or seventeen years old, her face was black, she committed suicide, and immediately shook her head, "As long as you die naturally, you may have a grudge and don't want to be reincarnated, I don't want to get into trouble." ”

Several mothers-in-law were so remorseful that they threw the body halfway down the road and ran back to the Lin Mansion to receive the reward.

A few wild dogs rushed around, pulling and tearing. The corpse of Lin Yuqing, the ninth girl of the Lin Mansion, was fed to wild dogs.

Sun Qiyue, the young grandmother of the Zeng family, and Lang Qinqin, the young grandmother of the Wen family, seemed to be miserable, and there was no clean place to go after death, so they secretly took someone to bury Yuqing in the suburbs, and went to see it every few days to visit the poor friend.

A month later, it was rumored in the Lin Mansion that the nine girls had no matchmaker, the beads were secretly knotted, and they committed suicide in humiliation, and the Lin Mansion removed them from the list and picked them cleanly.

The Lin Mansion was not affected by Yuqing's death, but was thriving, and the father and son were promoted one after another, and their wives and sons were sealed, and everyone flocked to them.