Chen Qiuniang only went to Liucun for a day, and there was a big event in Liuhe Town. Zhu Wenkang died in an untechnical way.

originally thought that this person's death must have gone through many calculations and conspiracies; Or you have to be a superior person. But he died from this unskilled direct slash. It's as funny as a generation of heroes who were finally hacked to death on the street by thugs, and even more unbelievable.

People talked about it: the heinous, insidious and cunning thief who was the wife and daughter of the Yin people was assassinated many times and did not die, but he didn't expect to die in the hands of that northern barbarian cub, and he was still hacked to death.

"That cub has done a good deed to eliminate harm for the people." Someone answered.

Someone next to him hurriedly said, "Be quiet, don't let the people from the Zhu Mansion listen." ”

"What about that? Is there anyone else in the Zhu Mansion? The children of the Zhu Mansion were slaughtered by Zhu Wenkang. Someone else was not convinced, and said loudly.

"It is said that there is another one, named Zhu Wencai." Someone answered.

"Isn't it just a reader? No matter how powerful he is, he won't avenge his father's killer, right? The previous clapper said loudly.

"Yes, yes. This Zhu Wenkang has done all the bad things, and this Zhu family's anger has been exhausted. We've been so angry that we can't even spit out a few words now? Another hoarse voice in the crowd spoke.

His words, for a while, made the people around him talk about each other.

At this moment, Chen Qiuniang was dressed in plain women's clothes, sitting in the carriage of the Chen Mansion, and Xiaocui was sitting beside her. The one in front of him was also the capable Xibao of the Chen Mansion. Because she passed by the social opera square and saw so many people here, she asked Xibao to stop the carriage for a while. She wanted to hear about the rumors, and wanted to collect more information to see if Zhu Wenkang was dead.

"Really dead?" Someone else was asking the person next to him, and his voice was low.

Chen Qiuniang picked up the curtain slightly and took a look, he was a middle-aged man in his thirties, who looked like a shopper. At this moment, the man was asking an excited old man.

"It's really dead." The old man said firmly, the wrinkles on his face were about to bloom. He replied to these three words, and as if afraid that the person who inquired would not believe him, he added, "I saw it with my own eyes, and I was drinking tea in that teahouse at that time." Where do I go to have morning tea every day, and that day, Zhu Wenkang just walked to the door of the teahouse, and after giving him what he ordered his subordinates, he was ready to go upstairs to drink tea. Then I saw a little beggar coming, and I thought he was asking for money. Zhu Wenkang probably thought that he was here to ask for money, and waved his hand to the little beggar to get out. As a result, the little beggar sprinkled a handful of powder, and while Zhu Wenkang dodged, the little beggar's knife stabbed in. ”

When Chen Qiuniang heard this, she frowned slightly. Thought: If this person is an eyewitness, there is a discrepancy between what he said and the version in the market. The version of the rumor is that Zhu Wenkang was slashed more than 20 times and hacked to death by Chai Yu. But the old man said that the little beggar had only given him a knife, and that it was a stab. So, why is it rumored that he was slashed more than 20 times?

"Really?" The middle-aged man who was doing the goods was also very suspicious.

"Of course it's true, I've seen it with my own eyes, and it's clear. The little beggar stabbed the dagger into Zhu Wenkang's chest, and then quickly pulled it out, and the blood rushed out. It's scary. Zhu Wenkang screamed, and after a few steps, he fell to the ground. The old man was so excited that he patted his chest to make sure he was the first witness.

"Old man, have I heard that Zhu Wenkang was hacked to death with a knife?" Chen Qiuniang motioned to Xiaocui to pick up the curtain. Xiao Cui lifted the curtain and stammered.

"They spread the word." The old man said aloud.

"Really?" The man who took the goods asked again.

The old man patted his chest and assured that Chen Qiuniang looked at the man through the gap in the carriage window. In his thirties, with a beard and bright eyes, the whole person has a reckless atmosphere, but he is dressed like a scholar. Listening to the accent, it doesn't look like a local, but more like a native of the mountainous area in the eastern part of Shuzhou.

"It must be true, then Zhu Wenkang definitely didn't get hit by the second knife." The old man continued to emphasize.

"Childe, do you have anything else to ask?" Xiao Cui lowered the curtain and asked in a low voice.

Chen Qiuniang felt that she couldn't hear anything, so she instructed Xibao: "Let's go, don't miss the hour." ”

Xibao caught the carriage and stopped at the gate of Zhu's mansion a moment later. White flags and white lanterns have been hung at the entrance of Zhu's mansion. That qiē was explaining to the outside world that the head of the Zhu Mansion had gone.

Xibao stopped the carriage and went up and knocked on the knocker. The little maid in Zhu's mansion opened the door. Maybe it's because of the death of the head of the family, the arrogant and domineering Zhu Mansion concierge on weekdays is extraordinarily polite. The little guy saluted Xibao and asked, "I don't know where the guest came from?" ”

"When my girl learned that the head of the Zhu family was in trouble, she was like five thunderbolts, she washed her face with tears, and she specially ordered a small carriage to come to mourn for Zhu Gongzi." Xibao also spoke very decently, and handed over the name card while speaking. On that post was the seal of Jiang Danfeng of Yunlai Hotel.

When the little guy looked surprised, he couldn't help but glance at the carriage and said, "Please wait, I'll report to the butler." ”

"There's Brother Lao." Xibao bowed.

The little guy closed the door, opened the door after a while, bowed almost ninety degrees to Xibao, and said, "The housekeeper heard that Jiang Gongzi is coming, so please hurry up." ”

Xibao walked over, gently opened the curtain, and asked in a low voice, "Childe, do you really want to go in?" ”

"Of course." Chen Qiuniang said, then smiled, and slowly got out of the car with Xiaocui's support.

"Then let your subordinates accompany you in." Xibao said immediately.

"Come in with me. But do not say much about anything without my command, and do not make any claims. But understood? Chen Qiuniang looked at Xibao.

"No, Xibao understands." Xibao nodded, and followed Chen Qiuniang into the Zhu Mansion.

The Zhu Mansion is full of white lanterns, white flowers, and white flags, and the whole mansion is miserable, even in the scorching afternoon sun, it makes people feel miserable and miserable.

As soon as Chen Qiuniang walked past the photo wall, she saw an old housekeeper in plain clothes standing in the sun, bowing to her, and saying, "There is Lao Jiang Gongzi, who has come in person." ”

The butler was serious. I have always been good friends with my son, and I have a marriage contract. Now that Childe has unfortunately died, he is really grieved, and he wants to rush to see Childe for the last time to comfort his mourning. Chen Qiuniang bowed, which was a decent remark.

The housekeeper returned the favor slightly, and said, "Gongzi is so affectionate as Gongzi Jiang, even if he is under Jiuquan, he will definitely be happy." The old slave is here, thanking Jiang Gongzi for coming to condole. ”

"The housekeeper was really polite. I don't know where Gongzi Yu is? Can you give me a look? Chen Qiuniang immediately cut to the chase.

"Gongzi Jiang, the head of my family has been buried." Before the housekeeper could speak, Na Xiuhong walked out from behind the screen and glanced at her with hostility in her expression.

"It was a Xiuhong girl, and I often heard Zhu Gongzi mention you, and you are very beautiful. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its name. Chen Qiuniang clasped her palms together and behaved moderately.

Xiuhong pursed her lips and said, "Little hoof, don't think I don't know you." Aren't you the girl who conspired with the northern barbarian cub to burn the backyard of the Zhu Mansion that day? If Childe hadn't stopped me, I would have torn you apart. Do you think you'll still be able to jump? ”

"Miss Xiuhong is afraid that she has recognized the wrong person." Chen Qiuniang still said with a smile.

What else did Xiuhong want to say, but the housekeeper scolded: "Get in, when the former son was here, you were used to being arrogant." Now that the child's bones are not cold, you have come to mess up your duties, talk nonsense, and offend your guests. ”

"What do you mean, butler? How do I talk gibberish? This woman is clearly - "Xiuhong is still going to make trouble, the housekeeper has already slashed over with a palm, and the loud voice makes Xiuhong drag away."

After Xiuhong was dragged away, the housekeeper eased his expression and said, "Let Jiang Gongzi smile." It's all because the head of the house usually spoils them, so don't be surprised. ”

"The housekeeper was always so polite. I don't care about these under it. I came here today to mourn my dear friends and loved ones. Chen Qiuniang's expression was pathetic.

The housekeeper sighed, gave a salute, and took Chen Qiuniang to the main hall. In the main hall, the large black coffin was in the center, and the lid of the coffin had been closed, but it had not yet been nailed.

Chen Qiuniang stepped forward and bowed to the incense, then knelt on the futon, crying and said, "Childe, Qiuniang has come to see you." You know, I'm still waiting for you to marry me, waiting for you to grow old, why did you go? ”

She performed to herself, wept for a long time, and the whole person looked depressed. Because she was thinking of the eternal separation from her grandmother, the sadness and sadness were all real.

"Gongzi Jiang, the head of my family can be treated so affectionately by you, thank you here." The housekeeper saw that she had not left for a long time, and the whole person was depressed and leaned against the coffin, and had no intention of leaving, so he came forward to speak.

"Butler, don't say these polite words. Originally, if he was still alive, we would be a family sooner or later. Chen Qiuniang waved her hand to the housekeeper.

"The small ones are not polite. Nowadays, most of the people who come to mourn the head of the family are people who gloat, and there are really few people who can have such a true temperament as Gongzi. The butler clasped his hands together as if he were a monk.

Chen Qiuniang nodded, stroked the coffin and said: "Wenkang is a true temperament when he does things, and he doesn't like to show mercy to others. Those people can't help him, so they can only hate him. How do they understand Wenkang? ”

"Jiang Gongzi is really a close friend of the head of the family." The butler chimed in.

Chen Qiuniang stood up with the coffin at this time, and said, "Housekeeper, I want to see him for the last time and tidy up his appearance with my own hands, which can be regarded as a little bit of my heart as a surviving person." Besides, I have something to give back to him. ”

"This—" The butler looked very embarrassed.

"Butler, grant my wish. Otherwise, I would be restless in this life. Chen Qiuniang immediately knelt down to the housekeeper.

"Gongzi Jiang, this can't be helped, this can't be helped." The butler waved his hand again and again. Xibao was very clever, and immediately said: "Housekeeper, the head of your family has not officially covered the coffin, and he was originally waiting for his relatives to come to see him for the last time." My son-in-law and your master are in love with each other, and have decided to marry Qin and Jin. Originally, it was the closest relatives of the head of your family. ”

"This, okay." The housekeeper hesitated, but finally agreed to Chen Qiuniang's request, and ordered someone to gently lift the lid of the black coffin. Chen Qiuniang stood up at this time, slowly walked to the high platform where the coffin was placed, and walked to the coffin to look at the people in the coffin.

In the coffin, Zhu Wenkang, dressed in white, lay there quietly, with no blood on his face and a plain quilt on his body.

"Butler, why does Wenkang only wear this white dress? Do not neglect him because of his fall. After all, he is the head of the Zhu family, you can't let him lose his dignity. Chen Qiuniang glanced at the housekeeper and asked in a cold voice.

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Don't misunderstand Gongzi Jiang, it's just that Mr. Yin Yang said that it is not the time to officially change clothes, and he can't officially enter the funeral." After the soul is collected after the soul is conjured, you can tidy up the appearance of the head of the family. ”

"I see." Chen Qiuniang breathed a sigh of relief, but stood next to the coffin with a sad face, and stretched out her hand to touch Zhu Wenkang's face.

"Childe is self-respecting, please respect the deceased." The butler shouted at once.

"I have my own measure, and the butler must not worry. I'm just going to give Childe's stuff back. Chen Qiuniang said as she reached out and touched Zhu Wenkang's face.

She wanted to touch this face herself, whether she had used a disguise technique. Last time I heard Zhang Ci say, there is really such a thing as a skin mask in this world.

"Wenkang." Chen Qiuniang cried and shouted in a suppressed voice, and said, "I heard it today, but I never believed it was you. I had a glimmer of hope, hoping it wasn't you. You're kidding me, aren't you? You're kidding me the most. It's obviously for my good, but he said that he wanted to blackmail me. ”

She sobbed and cried as she raised her sleeves to wipe her tears. She couldn't move too much, so she could only caress his face, trying to see if he was dead or if he was a stand-in.

"Wenkang, you know what? I hated you. You didn't even look at me, so you called that Li Taohua to withdraw from the marriage. I used to hear my grandmother say that I had a marriage contract, and my husband was you, and I secretly came to see you. At that time, when you quit the marriage, I also wanted to come to see you, or meet you. Let you see me for yourself, and then ask you if you want to withdraw from the marriage——, but you want to lock me up, or do you insist on getting out of the marriage. Wenkang-" Chen Qiuniang complained for a while, and cried again. The sound will make "those who hear it grieve and those who hear it weep."

"Childe. There is no resurrection from the dead. Xiao Cui said timidly, wanting to come forward to pull her, but she was really afraid of death.

"Hmm." Chen Qiuniang was very sad, tears flowed down her cheeks, and her hand gently stroked Zhu Wenkang's face, judging from the touch of her hand, there seemed to be no sign of a human skin mask. Still, this was not to be taken lightly, after all, she knew too little about disguise and had never seen a human skin mask in person. She came here today to mourn, apparently to see if Zhu Wenkang was dead, but actually to show off her acting skills. She believes in her acting skills, if Zhu Wenkang is alive, she will soon be exposed.

"Wenkang, this is a token of love you gave me, you said that you will be with me in this life, and you will grow old. Give me all this important token. You know, how happy my heart is. I've been looking forward to you getting out of the marriage with that woman, so that I can be upright with you as soon as possible. But who would have thought that there would be today's disaster. Wenkang, this thing is the thought you left to me, but I don't want to stay on me now, I am afraid that the people of the world will say that I covet the power of the Zhu family. Now, I return this jade ring to you. Later, I'll ask the butler for one of your daily items as a souvenir. Chen Qiuniang cried, took out the jade ring from her arms and put it in Zhu Wenkang's hand, and took the opportunity to test her pulse. Of course, there is no pulse, and the hands are cold.

"Childe, mourn, if you are too sad, you will disturb Zhu Gongzi's soul." Xibao said.

Chen Qiuniang nodded, but she had already cried into tears. Xibao said to Xiaocui: "Why don't you go and help your son?" ”

Xiao Cui ran over and helped Chen Qiuniang down. Chen Qiuniang continued to play acting, and told the housekeeper that she would choose a piece of Zhu Wenkang's daily necessities as a souvenir, and asked the housekeeper to keep an eye on the jade ring and enter the funeral.

The housekeeper answered, and Chen Qiuniang said: "On the day of the burial, I want to come and see it for myself." ”

"This—" The butler looked embarrassed.

"What? The housekeeper doesn't seem to want my son-in-law to come to mourn Mr. Zhu? "Xibao people are very clever, and they will cooperate with Chen Qiuniang to act at this time.

"That's not what the little one means." The housekeeper said as he led Chen Qiuniang to Zhu Wenkang's Xiangju.

"So what do you mean? Do you think I don't understand? Xibao was a little angry.

Chen Qiuniang had a sad face and cried, and her eyes were also red and swollen. Because of his acting skills, the whole person seems to have lost his spirit, like a lonely goose who has lost his companion, and his face is like ashes. Therefore, at this time, she should not say anything. This is also the reason why she brought Xibao in, firstly, it will make people feel decent, and secondly, Xibao is indeed very clever, even if he doesn't tell him, he can automatically enter the play.

"The little one is also embarrassed, although the relationship between the head of the family and Gongzi Jiang is very good, those rumors in the market are actually true. But Gongzi Jiang and my son-in-law didn't have a name or anything after all. The marriage of the head of my family in Chengdu Mansion has not been withdrawn, and this new widow has to be the one. When the time comes, the one will come to preside, so—" The butler carefully worded.

Xibao frowned and said, "Are you looking down on my son-in-law?" ”

The housekeeper hurriedly said, "No, no. How can a small one look down on Jiang Gongzi. ”

What else does Xibao have to say. Chen Qiuniang raised her hand and said, "Don't embarrass the housekeeper." I, I'm looking for a piece of Childe's daily life as a souvenir. I-"

As she spoke, she burst into tears, as if she was powerless, and was only helped by Xiaocui to go to the fragrant residence.

When she arrived at Xiangju, Chen Qiuniang pushed the door into Zhu Wenkang's residence, looked around, tears rippled, and finally took a piece of jade Jue that he usually wore and asked the housekeeper: "Can I take this as a memory?" ”

The housekeeper clasped his hands together and said, "Childe just take it, this is also Childe's favorite object." ”

"Thank you, butler." Chen Qiuniang dragged the jade jue in her hand, pursed her lips and wanted to cry. Seeing this, Xiaocui immediately said, "Childe, you are usually not in good health. Madame always asks us to take care of it, you must not be too sad and hurt your body. ”

Chen Qiuniang is usually thin and weak, and Mrs. Chen has to ask her subordinates to pay attention to her body, this Xiaocui is simply a stroke of genius to say this comforting word at this time. R1152