Gradually, the dazzling sun was already hanging high in the sky and began to show its power. Knowing that the screaming on the treetops was struggling, outside the gate of the Shilang Mansion, the pedestrians and hawkers gradually increased.

The corner door of the house was wide open, and several gatekeepers moved out two benches, one of whom held a tea jar in his hand, and sat on the bench to talk nonsense. There are also mothers-in-law who go out to buy from time to time, and the little ones are going in and out.

Suddenly, in the distance, a young man covered in mud and blood, with beads of sweat on his forehead, staggered over. The sharp-eyed saw it, and said suspiciously: "That's not the king's steward!" ”

Steward Wang is the nephew of Madame's mother's family, and he is an absolute celebrity in front of Madame, responsible for all things in the inner courtyard. These porters did not dare to slack off, and immediately swarmed around them.

When the king saw that he had finally returned to the gate of the mansion, his mood suddenly relaxed, and his whole person softened. However, before he fell unconscious, he did not forget to shout: "Take me to see Madame, I have something important to tell." Then his head turned and he fainted completely. The door suddenly fell into chaos, and the people looking for the doctor and carrying the people almost all bumped into each other.

Mrs. Zhang didn't know about the chaos outside, she took a flower bath comfortably under the service of Zhu'er and a few little maids, and was now sitting in front of the dresser.

Zhu Er first took a big handkerchief and dried her hair, and then slowly combed her hair with a jade comb dipped in osmanthus oil. Zhu'er's hands were very light, combing from the top of her hair to the ends, and then carefully combing through the knots.

The sunflower diamond-shaped bronze mirror reflected Mrs. Zhang's slightly frowning face, and her fingers unconsciously played with a red gold hollow golden phoenix scattered on the dresser. The ruby tassel in the phoenix's mouth was rattled by her. Finally, she couldn't help but open her mouth and ordered: "Come on, go to the second gate to see if the king steward has returned." ”

"Yes." Immediately, a little maid agreed. Lifted the bamboo curtain and walked out.

Although she convicted the merchant yesterday as she wished, she looked coldly at his family and friends who were very unrelenting. I found a beggar out of nowhere, so I saw them knock the merchant unconscious and take him away. Fortunately, that Fu Yin was an old fool, and he was bent on pleasing himself, so he didn't let those untouchables make big waves.

But after all, she was not at ease, so she lost a look at the king's steward. Motioned for him to stay and keep an eye on the group. Unexpectedly, a whole night had passed, and she hadn't seen the king's steward return home, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in her heart. Especially when she inadvertently remembered Lan'er's round eyes. The strange scene of blood and tears, she couldn't help but shudder.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain on her scalp, and she couldn't help but cry out "oops", and Zhu Er was frightened. Hurriedly put down the jade comb in his hand. knelt down and kowtowed again and again: "The slave maid has a heavy hand for a while, please punish the lady." ”

Mrs. Zhang was already in a bad mood, and her anger rose in her heart, so she grabbed a lotus bowl in her hand and smashed it at her. Zhu Er didn't dare to hide, so she had to carry it stiffly, and the remaining half bowl of milk swiftlets in the bowl sprinkled her head and face, and the corners of her forehead quickly became red and swollen. Zhu Er didn't dare to wipe it, nor did she dare to beg for mercy. just knelt honestly, waiting for Mrs. Zhang to vent her anger.

Mrs. Zhang was condescending. Looking at her slender and white swan-like neck, as well as her young, elastic round buttocks, she couldn't help but have a trace of disgust in her eyes. She coldly commanded, "Go and kneel under the sun for three hours, so that you can be reminded in the future." Don't rely on being my big girl now, you will lose your care in daily service. Could it be that Ming'er is like this in front of the master? ”

"Yes, Mrs. Xie." Zhu Er knew that although his wife had a delicate face, she was actually a mean and unkind character, and even if she begged for mercy, it would not be useful. So she had a wooden face, neither felt aggrieved nor afraid, only kowtowed, and honestly went outside to kneel under the sun.

The little maids who were waiting were more and more frightened and trembled, and they did not dare to speak. Mrs. Zhang frowned and shouted, "What about Bi'er? Where did she die, Cheng Daytime knew that she was lazy and slippery, and be careful that I skinned her. ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Bi'er opened the bamboo curtain with a smile and walked in. She blessed slightly, and said, "What does Madame command?" ”

Mrs. Zhang's anger did not subside, she glanced at her and asked, "If you don't wait in the house, where did you go?" Can be careful with your skin. ”

Bi'er's scalp was numb, and she really felt that her skin was tight. She stepped forward with a busy smile, picked up the jade comb that Zhu Er put on the table and began to help Mrs. Zhang pull up her hair bun, and said in a low voice: "The slave maid has just come out of the small Buddha hall, and when she saw that the third lady had finished copying a complete set of Huayan Sutras, the slave maid took them to the Buddha and incinerated them, and now the third lady is copying the Diamond Sutra." ”

"It's strange that you smell of smoke and fire." Mrs. Zhang's eyes narrowed and she smiled, not only did she not blame Bi'er for the collision, but her mood also changed inexplicably. She pretended to sigh and said: "Don't blame me for being ruthless, the third girl should copy more scriptures and calm down, so as not to marry in the future, and be laughed at as a stupid thing who disrespects his brother and disrespects his mother, and loses the face of our servant's mansion." ”

"Madame is willing to teach, that is the blessing that the third lady cultivated in her previous life." Bi'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and her mouth became sweeter and sweeter. Mrs. Zhang became more and more happy in her heart, she had always liked this flexible and clever Bi'er, and she didn't like Zhu'er, who had a good appearance but a personality like wood. If it weren't for Lan'er's sudden death, and the old man inadvertently mentioned her, Mrs. Zhang would not have hurriedly promoted her to a big maid.

Bi'er neatly helped her pull a delicate cloud bun, inserted the red gold hollow golden phoenix step, and applied rouge and grease on her face. Bi'er then said with praise: "Madame is really beautiful and moving. ”

"What a beautiful and moving, what is old." Mrs. Zhang sighed as she stroked her cheek in front of the bronze mirror.

Bi'er rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "I remember that some time ago, the slave accompanied the lady and the son to Fahua Temple to offer incense, and along the way, I heard those pilgrims say that this pair of sisters and brothers look alike. Since the lady has been misunderstood by others as the sister of the childe, it can be seen that she is still young. Not old at all. ”

"You damn girl, you shouldn't have eaten honey early in the morning! The mouth is so sweet. Mrs. Zhang smiled, although she knew that what Bi'er said was suspected of exaggeration. Can't stop her from listening to it!

While the master and servant were gossiping, the little maid from before ran in in a panic and said, "Madam, the king steward has returned." ”

Mrs. Zhang glanced at her and said impatiently: "I'm back, I'm back, what's the panic?" Tell him to come in and talk back. ”

The little girl stammered, "The king's steward is injured. The porter has gone to call the doctor. However, he is now in a coma, and he doesn't know when he will wake up, and I'm afraid he won't be able to reply for a while. ”

"What?" Mrs. Zhang stood up suddenly. was originally complimented by Bi'er. The uneasiness in her heart had almost dissipated. Now that she heard that Steward Wang had returned from a serious injury, her heart twitched suddenly, and that strong sense of uneasiness lingered in her heart again.

After the doctor gave the king an injection, he woke up and turned around. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Mrs. Zhang's face full of anger. Standing by the bed angrily. Wait for the doctor to prescribe it. After explaining the precautions and leaving, Mrs. Zhang also retired all the maids and maids in the house. Only then did he lower his voice and asked, "Who made you look like this?" ”

"It's the personal guard of Guo Shilang of the Zhenguo Mansion." Steward Zhang gasped and whispered.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but be stunned: "That Chang'an ghost is worried? How did you mess with him? "That ghost saw that for the sake of the three girls, she knocked out all the back molars of her baby son on the street, and she remembered this hatred in her heart! But the family is a top noble family, and the saints are rich. His own master is just a third-grade waiter, and he can't afford to mess with him at present.

At that time, she was angry for a while, and she also instigated the old man to make a break. Tried to participate in the innocent beating of the court officials (fortunately, her precious son was still receiving an errand in the Taifu Temple). But not only did the fold sink into the sea like a stone, but there was not even a sound. In the blink of an eye. The emperor also conferred on him the post of squire of the Criminal Department.

In terms of official position, he just happens to be on an equal footing with his own master. In terms of identity, there are still titles that have been passed down from generation to generation, and they are the next Zhenguo Gong, who is not much higher than their own lord. The emperor's move, isn't he slapping his own master in the face! For this reason, the old man also found a headache and scolded her. After showing off her power in her own mansion, she suddenly woke up to the fact that her three-grade servant mansion was no different from the ant in the eyes of the real noble family.

So she had already instructed her baby son and the little maid who served him, and when she met the ghost of Chang'an in the future, she must go around, and don't send it to the door to teach people a lesson in vain. However, she couldn't swallow this breath in her heart after all, and after she was officially promoted to Mrs., she couldn't wait to find an excuse to detain the three girls in her yard, and tortured her with a soft knife every day to eliminate the resentment in her chest.

"Where do I dare to mess with him." Steward Wang endured the severe pain all over his body, and said with a wry smile: "Auntie, we have made a big mistake this time. ”

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Zhang was shocked and hurriedly asked.

Steward Wang took a breath and said, "Originally, I thought that the merchant was a widower when he walked the streets and alleys alone every day, but I didn't expect that he not only had a mother-in-law, but also a few nosy neighbors. Yesterday I heard them privately discussing someone to come forward, so I had the two of them follow the beggar while I followed the group all the way. Who knew that the person they were looking for was actually that Guo Shilang. ”

"What?" Mrs. Zhang screamed like a hen choked by the neck, and she exclaimed incredibly: "How is it possible, with that ghostly identity, even the son in our house is not in his eyes. How could he bother with those untouchables? Aren't you dazzled, or maybe you heard it wrong? ”

Steward Wang smiled bitterly and said: "I really hope that I am wrong, but I saw those people enter the Zhenguo Mansion together, and it was a full hour before I came out with Guo Shilang himself." At that time, I was also frightened, so I had to follow from a distance, but who knew that they actually went to Yizhuang overnight to check Lan'er's body. Because I didn't dare to get closer, I could only watch from afar, and I didn't know what they found on Lan'er's corpse. Later, I wanted to climb the tree to take a look, but I was found by Guo Shilang's personal guards and chased after me. Later, in the process of escaping, because it was dark and he couldn't see the road clearly, he ended up rolling down the hill with one foot in the air, and he escaped from the man's hands. ”

"This, how is this possible?" Mrs. Zhang's face was flushed, she was not worried about the injury of the king's steward, only worried that the lawsuit would be exposed, so she said to herself in horror: "These untouchables actually handed the paper to the devil's face, how is this good" She began to spin around in the room in a distraught manner.

Suddenly, she gritted her teeth and said with a hideous face: "Since this case has alarmed the ghost, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Lord Fu Yin was holding his own tender girl in the room, sleeping with his bony chest open. Suddenly, a trembling voice came from outside the door: "Master, master"

He rolled over and scolded impatiently, "What are the ghosts shouting about?" Beware of the master hitting your board. ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes and was about to continue to sleep, when the ghost cry of the master like a night owl came from outside: "My lord, hurry up, someone from the criminal department has come to pick up people with Guo Shilang's handwriting." ”

Fu Yin rolled over and rolled directly from the bed to the ground. scared the girl in the room, and she was busy trying to help. He waved her hand away, and while sorting out her clothes in a panic, he hurriedly asked, "Then who does Guo Shilang want to mention?" ”

"It's the merchant surnamed Zhuang yesterday." The master's voice also carried a hint of trepidation. Although they didn't say it explicitly, they all knew clearly in their hearts where the confession surnamed Zhuang came from. Such a blatant unjust case fell into the hands of that ghostly man, can they still please them?

Hearing a muffled sound in the room, the master hurriedly asked, "My lord, are you okay?" ”

It's okay? How could it be okay. Lord Fu Yin, who was hugged by the stool again, had a chrysanthemum face that was almost crumbled. After leaving the hall yesterday, the box of silver ingots with white flowers sent by Mrs. Zhang was still hidden under the bed of this girl in the room, how should this be?

Before he could figure it out, the master began to urge again. Lord Fu Yin had to put on a bitter chrysanthemum face, changed into an official uniform with the help of the girl, and walked out tremblingly.

It was a few officials from the Criminal Department who came, and the leader was, of course, Duan Ling, the six-grade guard who was not smiling. It is said that Lord Fu Yin is a positive fourth grade, which is much higher than Duan Ling's level. I can't stand the backstage of others! Seeing that Duan Ling was not only sitting in the hall, but he didn't mean to stand up and salute at all, he slapped the paperwork in his hand on the table, and said unceremoniously: "Lord Fu Yin, the humble position is to be raised by Guo Shilang's hand, please lead the way!" (To be continued......)