Chapter 81: Turning Black into White
Zhao Wuwu was puzzled, and he couldn't sleep well at night. However, Mu Baili beside her was breathing well, but she expected that he was not really asleep. This dead eunuch looked approachable, smiling like a bodhisattva all day long, but in fact he was a demon who ate people and didn't spit out bones, if he was so gullible, he didn't know how he would die.
Xu expected Zhao Wuwu to have such thoughts, and before dawn, Mu Baili left the room.
With a long exhale, Zhao Wuwu thought, did he come here to protect himself, or to watch her? But when I think about it, it doesn't seem right. What kind of medicine is sold in this Mu Baili gourd?
Sitting up, Zhao Wuwu's eyebrows sank slightly, and he sighed lightly and took out the jade pendant in the placket, which was a talisman given by his mother before leaving. Holding the jade pendant in his palm, as if holding his mother's hand, a faint warmth gradually seeped into his body, "Mother, Hehuan misses you." β
So now, she had to get out of here as soon as possible.
She only needs to deal with the last link, no matter what is in this Jinling City, she will no longer be able to keep her footsteps.
There was a low knock outside the window, three long and two short. That's Su Xi's code, it's Su Xi coming.
"Come in." Zhao Wuwu got up and opened the window.
Su Xi jumped lightly, quickly entered the room, and then closed the window, "I waited outside all night, and finally saw the Overseer leave, so I dared to knock on the door." Childe, are you alright? β
"What can I do? Give him Liu Hongyi a hundred dares, and he dares to attack me? Zhao Wuwu sneered twice, "Take 10,000 steps back, even if he doesn't take my generation of Emperor Qincha in his eyes, he has to take care of my father Zhao Song." β
Who in the world doesn't know that the emperor ignores the government, so the power of the government has long been sidelined, and it is all in the hands of the Zhao family's father and son.
The father and son of the Zhao family controlled the government and played with power, and they had firmly grasped a Daye court in the palm of their hands over the years, making everyone in the civil and military affairs taboo, and they dared not speak out.
Su Xi bowed his head, this is indeed true.
Not being afraid of the emperor does not mean that you are not afraid of the Zhao family.
Zhao Wuwu is Zhao Song's only son, if Zhao Wuwu is injured, Zhao Song will return to the dynasty in the future, and you will not be able to lift your Jinling City.
"How is Zhong Haotian's end?" Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly.
Su Xi hurriedly went to fiddle with the brazier and let the charcoal fire in the brazier rekindle, which could raise the temperature in the house a little. Zhao Wuwu is afraid of the cold, this is an indisputable fact.
As expected by Childe, Zhong Haotian is also a little smart. When we gave him back the wrench, he turned to the butler, who took it out and proclaimed it to the world, more testifying than his own self-talk. Su Xi was relieved.
Zhao Wuwu smiled lightly, "As far as he is concerned, he has no foundation at all, the so-called strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, he talks to himself and takes out his fingers, and no one will believe it." It's better to give the wrench to the housekeeper, when Zhong Haotian talks to the old owner, the old housekeeper is always waiting, and he also knows the old owner's choice in his heart. β
The old housekeeper was willing to help, and he said a sentence or two, which was more effective than Zhong Haotian's hysteria. What is the situation of Seven Star Villa now? But it's all under his control? β
Su Xi bowed, "With the help of the patriarch, Zhong Haotian has become the successor owner, just wait for the real murderer to be caught, and the old owner can be blinded by death, and he will be in peace." It's just that he doesn't understand, why does the patriarch want to help him? β
"I said that the ancestors of the Song family were Beijing officials, and now they are businessmen, but it doesn't mean that they are not afraid of my father's power. The Zhao family plays a particularly important role in the entire Daye world. As the patriarch of the Song family, you must know the current affairs. The last time Mu Baili was clean and neat, the patriarch knew that there were minions of Dongchang in this Jinling City. Let's ask the people of the world, who is not afraid of the power of the Zhao family, and who is not afraid of the means of Dongchang? Zhao Wuwu smiled coldly.
Dongchang, that is a place where you can only enter and not leave, and you never blink an eye when you kill people one by one.
Peeling the skin and pulling the bones, eating the flesh and sleeping skin, its means are vicious and spicy, outrageous.
Knowing that it is a grasshopper shaking the tree, and still holding up the so-called backbone to oppose the Zhao family and Dongchang, then the Song family will live to the end. Of course, the patriarch knows the severity, and he knows that it is Zhao Wuwu and dares to object, isn't it the tiger pulling teeth out of his mouth and looking for his own death?
If he didn't even have this bit of eyesight, he wouldn't be the patriarch of the Song family.
Su Xi smiled, "This is also true, those eunuchs and brocade clothes in the East Factory are all eating people and not spitting out bones." When I entered the East Factory, there were not even bones left. He let out a long breath, "The matter of the Seven Star Villa is over, and when the old owner is buried, these moths will be expelled from the villa, and then Zhong Haotian will be the only one." β
"Whether he can dominate alone or not has nothing to do with me, I just want my share." Zhao Wuwu glanced at the flickering candle flame, "The cloud kite should have been arranged, and we will return to Beijing soon." By the way, how did you check the things you checked? β
Su Xi's face tightened slightly, "Dongchang's mouth is extremely strict, and I only found out that the person's name is Zamutuo, who is a barbarian from Northern Xinjiang, and he is definitely not a person from our Middle Earth." Dongchang seems to have been looking for him for many years, but to no avail. I heard that this person is good at disguise, like a thousand-faced gentleman, a thousand faces a day, and he can't be prevented. It is also because of this that the people of Dongchang have not been able to find him. β
"A thousand faces a day?" Zhao Wuwu was stunned, "You have been walking the rivers and lakes for so long, have you ever seen this kind of person?" β
Su Xi shook his head, "No, but he's from Northern Xinjiang, so he may know something different from our Middle-earth." I heard that there are a lot of witchcraft in the northern Xinjiang barbarians, and those people are talking about it all day long, but I don't know if it's true. β
"I don't believe it." Zhao Wuwu sneered twice, "The so-called thousand faces are just differences, not real. This fake thing is fake after all, and it can't be true. β
Su Xi pursed his lips, "I haven't seen a person with a thousand faces a day, in my early years, I heard that there was a white-faced man on the rivers and lakes, who was good at the art of disguise, and no one had ever seen his true face." However, it is not as exaggerated as a thousand faces, so I don't believe in this day of a thousand faces, and it is estimated that it is alarmist. β
Zhao Wuwu returned to the bed and wrapped the quilt tightly, "Is there any movement at the other end of the City Lord's Mansion?" β
"The humble position has always made people stare at the City Lord's Mansion, and the boy who came out during the day also knows about it, and the others are nothing." Su Xi clenched the cold sword in his hand, "What else does Childe want to ask?" β
"Liu Hongyi didn't kill his eloped concubine?" Zhao Wuwu was a little surprised.
Su Xi shook her head, "No, it seems that I am reluctant." β
"Rao is deeply loved, and I can't stand betrayal if I'm afraid!" Zhao Wuwu rubbed his eyebrows, "This man can really bear it, I want to see how long he can endure it." dared to meddle in the affairs of Seven Star Villa, but did not dare to kill his beloved concubine, Liu Hongyi, Liu Hongyi, after all, is a hero with a long love affair and a short breath. β
Su Xi said, "When the old owner comes out of the funeral, maybe we can thoroughly investigate the affairs of the Seven Star Villa, and then we can know why this Liu Hongyi wants to get involved in the Seven Star Villa by any means." β
Zhao Wuwu nodded, "Help to check, the people who killed the old owner are nothing more than those unscrupulous people." β
"Humble duty understands!" Su Xi bowed his head and saluted, "Retire from your humble position." β
Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly twice, did not speak, and left quickly.
The room was quiet again, only Zhao Wuwu's occasional cough was left, quietly blooming in the beeping lights. Su Xi walked on the front foot, and Mu Baili came back on the back foot, sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile, slowly arranging his clothes.
"Does it sound good?" Zhao Wuwu asked.
Mu Baili took a deep breath, "What do you say? β
"This wall has ears, and I am afraid it is the best thing in the world." Zhao Wuwu looked at him with a smile, "What does the Overseer think?" β
"There's nothing to hear, I've known about these things for a long time." Mu Baili leaned against the bedpost, looking lazy. The pair of clear phoenix eyes were only slightly raised, a little contemptuous and a little disdainful, "I heard that my ears were calloused, it was really boring." If you really want to know something, why don't you come and ask this seat directly, so as not to waste energy, material resources and manpower on Lord Zhao. β
Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly, "If the Overseer is willing to say, there is no need to make a fool of yourself that night." β
Mu Baili squinted, "What nonsense?" β
Hearing this, she coughed even more, "On the night of the old owner's accident, didn't the overseer deliberately come to be my time witness?" The Overseer wants me to owe you a favor, but he doesn't want to let me go of the opportunity I was designed to have a fight with me. In fact, if the Overseer doesn't want to go, how can I get you with this little ability? β
As he spoke, Mu Baili had already poured a glass of water and handed it to her, "Lord Zhao is so smart, how can this be done?" It's like a roundworm in my stomach, if I accidentally provoke a sore spot in my seat one day, thenβ" He sat back down on the edge of her bed, smiling a little coldly.
Zhao Wuwu took a sip of hot water, "If this is really the case, then Zhao Wuwu's life and death can only depend on his ability." However, it is not easy to survive in the hands of the Overseer unharmed. When I think about it, I feel that I am also a useful person, but not useless. β
"Lord Zhao is modest, with Lord Zhao's ability, he is already the most satisfied opponent in this seat." Mu Baili got up, "Zamuto's matter, you'd better not interfere, otherwise I'm afraid of Lord Zhao and will regret it." β
"Then Zhao Wuwu is even more strange, who can make me regret it? If I accidentally catch him, how can the Overseer thank me? Zhao Wuwu smiled coldly, "This personal promise is outdated, I have slept with the Overseer, and I have kissed and kissed, it seems that the Overseer has nothing to thank me." My Zhao family has nothing to lack, it's really annoying! β
Mu Baili smiled lightly, "You can't find him, but I suspect that he will come to you first." β
Zhao Wuwu's eyebrows raised sharply, "What do you mean by this?" β
"It's nothing, I just think he might be interested in a white-faced scholar like Lord Zhao, so I just said it casually, Lord Zhao can't take it to heart." Mu Baili smiled meaningfully.
White-faced scholars?
Zhao Wuwu smiled, but there was a vague strangeness in his heart.
Mu Baili didn't look like someone who made something out of nothing, and he didn't seem to be joking. If it wasn't a joke, then Zhao Wuwu felt strange, a barbarian from northern Xinjiang, what did he do when he came to find his own trouble?
There are many doubts in my heart, but I still don't change the color on my face.
She wants to see, what the hell is this Mu Baili doing?
If it is really as Mu Baili said, that northern Xinjiang barbarian will come to find his own trouble, it proves that he is trapped here because Mu Baili has other intentions. Mu Baili is using himself as bait, the so-called inseparable, day and night, just to catch the person he wants to catch.
And that person, who doesn't know where he is at the moment, with an ulterior motive, is approaching him step by step.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuwu only felt a chill down his spine, and the hairs of his whole person stood up.
After thinking about it, Mu Baili was the indifferent and ruthless commander of Dongchang after all, the first celebrant supervisor.
But after thinking about it, Zhao Wuwu was relieved again, she and Mu Baili didn't believe in each other, and they could use each other to be considered their own abilities. If you are really used as bait by him, it is a good thing. If she can be anti-customer-oriented, maybe it will have a different effect. It seems to be a very challenging and interesting thing to keep Mu Baili active all the time, and occasionally let him be passive.
Relieved, Zhao Wuwu put down the cup in his hand, "Mu Baili, how about you and me cooperate?" β
Mu Baili raised his eyebrows and looked at her, he came up with a clue so quickly? In those dark eyes, there was a strange cold light, revealing a little inquiry, a little doubt. But after all, some things have been pursued for too many years, and the desire for results has become his weakness.
"How to cooperate?" He asked.
Zhao Wuwu smiled, "First of all, you have to tell me, how can I help you lure out that person?" β
Mu Baili grabbed her delicate jaw, "Lord Zhao's way of asking for a confession is really different from others. β
"I have a value for myself, and I naturally make the best use of it here in the Overseer. If the Overseer doesn't confess, how can I help willingly? The Overseer is not afraid, I will pry you into the corner, as you listen to my corner? Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly, this sick and weak, seemingly harmless white-faced scholar, but he is used to using soft knives, and he can make you die without a place to bury you silently.
Kissing her on the lips, Mu Baili smiled coldly, "He has an enmity with this seat, so he must fall into the hands of this seat and die a humiliating death." The next moment, he bowed his head again, gently nibbling at her thin lips. The strength is not heavy or light, but there is a bit of a sultry itch, which makes people's hearts itch, as if there are insects desperately rushing into their hearts.
Zhao Wuwu's eyebrows raised slightly, "The enemy of the Overseer is really not good, if you don't do it well, you will have to be hunted down and killed in this life." It's endless, and it's really too miserable. β
"So it's best for Lord Zhao to settle down, lest this seat be unhappy, and even Lord Zhao won't let go." He looked down at her.
She raised her lips and smiled, smiling arbitrarily and clearly, "If you kill me, where will the Overseer find such a sick white-faced scholar to share eternal sorrow with you?" With that, she straightened up and knelt on the bed, just right to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
With lips and teeth, she has never been a person who retreats from difficulties.
In her world, there is no such thing as flinching or fearing. Ruyu's arms wrapped around his neck, and she followed his posture and gnawed at his lips. In the past, he taught her to be invisible, but this time she asked him to be difficult to see.
Passive is always passive.
Taking the initiative is the way of the strong.
Here in Mu Baili, Zhao Wuwu does not believe in the so-called static braking. Because Mu Baili has never been a peaceful person, your so-called static braking will only give him the upper hand. To deal with Mu Baili, you can only strike first.
"Mu Baili, if one day you will fall in love with me, I will not find it strange." Zhao Wuwu smiled, his forehead pressed against each other, and he exhaled like an orchid, and the warmth slowly spread on his face, "After all, there is only one Zhao Wuwu in this world, and this is the only one." β
Mu Baili smiled, "Then compare and see, see who surrendered first in the final result." β
"We'll see." Zhao Wuwu straightened up, and the two finally opened a certain distance.
Outside, after dawn, the morning light is faint.
Because of this incident in the City Lord's Mansion, Liu Hongyi was unable to deal with the matter of Seven Star Villa, so before Liu Hongyi had time to start, Zhong Haotian had already made a move.
Song Gu was indeed poisoned to death, and the person who poisoned him was none other than Song Gu's wife, the owner's wife.
From the very beginning, the wife of the owner of the village had the intention of seizing the position of the owner. The old farmer was sick and bedridden, and the owner's wife was in the old farmer's decoction, quenching the poison a little bit.
Zhong Haotian is the most abrupt part of this game of chess.
No one expected that he would come back suddenly, and he came back in such a timely manner that he almost broke all the plans of the owner's wife and the second son. Especially Zhong Haotian's martial arts are outstanding, beating the eldest son and the second son. In this way, the position of the owner of the village was about to be lost, and the wife of the owner panicked.
As a result, the so-called chronic poison was deliberately aggravated.
After the owner's wife tried the old owner several times, she made a decision, that is, she must let Song Gu die. And the value of Song Gu's death is reflected in driving Zhong Haotian out of Seven Star Villa, and even blaming Zhong Haotian for the crime of death.
Therefore, before the inheritance ceremony, the owner's wife made the decision to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, which was intended to never be troubled. In order to make his son the owner of the village, in order to let himself enjoy wealth forever, he did not hesitate to poison his husband.
The moment the shackles were put on, the owner's wife stared at Zhong Haotian resentfully.
And at this moment, Zhong Haotian is already the owner of the Seven Star Villa. Dressed in brocade, he was heroic and compelling, and he was wearing the wrench finger that represented the identity of the owner of the Seven Star Villa.
"I have something to say." Zhong Haotian stepped forward.
The owner's wife turned pale, and when she glanced at her son who had been taken away, there were a few tears in her eyes. There is a difference between a principal offender and an accessory, but then - that is, after all, a felony of homicide.
The officials stepped aside, "Don't delay too long, let's go back in a hurry!" β
"I'll just say two words." Zhong Haotian glanced at the housekeeper, and the housekeeper willingly gave everyone a little benefit, which was regarded as a hush money.
"Is that why you want the position of owner?" Zhong Haotian asked, "So much so that he can't even tolerate his husband?" He is terminally ill and has not much time left, so why do you want to put him to death? For the sake of the position of the owner, he did not hesitate to kill his pillow person? How vicious does a person's heart have to be to attack those closest to them? β
Mrs. Zhuang took a deep breath, "It's not you I hate, it's your mother." β
"She's dead!" Speaking of his mother, Zhong Hao subconsciously clenched his fist in his sleeve.
"When she was alive, she took all the love of the owner and shared her husband. Now that she is dead, and her son is coming back to fight for the position of owner of the estate that belongs to my son, how can I tolerate you. She was hysterical, she was already this age, but she could still see the bulge in the green tendons on her neck. As you can imagine, she gritted her teeth so hatefully.
Zhong Haotian looked at her, "If my father is still alive, maybe I will return the position of owner to you." From the beginning, I didn't come for the position of owner. It was you who forced my father to leave the position to me, which is considered your own doing. β
"From beginning to end, Song Gu just wanted to leave the position to you, so after he became seriously ill, he sent people around to inquire about your news. I know he's made up his mind, but I can't allow this to happen. The lady of the farmer was stunned, "How can you, an abandoned person, come back and snatch my son's position as the owner of the farm." Since he is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. β
"As long as he dies, the Seven Star Villa will not be able to tolerate you, you have no foundation, and it is impossible for you to survive in this villa. It's just that I didn't expect that his life would be so hard, and he would have to hold on until you came back. I had no choice but to make a decision for the first time. I was the only one who killed the murder, and it had nothing to do with my son. β
Zhong Haotian took half a step back, "It doesn't matter, it's not up to me to have the final say, let Wang Fa Cao deal with you!" The so-called justice and heavenly principles will be explained. β
After speaking, a servant stepped forward and quickly escorted the owner's wife away.
"Owner?" The butler stepped forward, "Are you alright?" β
Zhong Haotian shook his head, "I don't have anything to do, but I suddenly feel that people should be afraid." β
The housekeeper sighed lightly, "Everything is fate, some things that should be yours are yours, sometimes you have to have it in life, and you can't force it all the time in life." You can't force it, you can only eat the consequences. β
Hearing this, Zhong Haotian said, "Since it wasn't Lord Zhao who killed my father, then bother the housekeeper to go to the City Lord's Mansion, lest the City Lord treat Lord Zhao wrong and cause unnecessary trouble." β
The housekeeper bowed his head, "The old slave will go." β
"Thank you!" Zhong Haotian made a move.
"The owner of the village is polite, the old slave has followed the old owner for decades, and this is how he came after all." The butler smiled kindly.
Zhong Haotian let out a long breath, "So you are an elder, and the old housekeeper doesn't have to be polite to me in the future." β
"Good!" The old butler nodded, and turned to leave.
Walking slowly to the mourning hall, Zhong Haotian stood in front of the coffin, straightening up slightly. After thinking about it, he took the incense and kowtowed to his father respectfully, "Dad, the murderer has been caught, and it is your wife who accompanies you day and night." Now she and the second son should also have their own places, there will always be punishment for making mistakes and committing crimes, and you should be blind under Jiuquan. β
He sighed softly, "I know, in fact, you don't care about this for a long time, and you just left to reunite with my mother earlier!" Dad, I'm sorry. β
That sentence of sorry is so low.
Fortunately, everything that should be said was said earlier. So when Song Gu died, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, even if he was poisoned, he had no regrets in the world.
But when you think about it, isn't the regret in this world the greatest suffering left by the dead to the living? When you die, you don't know anything, and you're gone. And the regret of the living comes from the one who died.
Thinking about it this way, Zhong Haotian felt that it was not he who was punishing his father for a long time, but his father who punished him with death.
The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and the son wants to be filial and does not wait.
It's such a pity, it's hard in this life.
The murderer was caught, and the old farmer was finally able to settle down.
Tianlei quickly entered Liu Hongyi's study, "The owner, the owner's wife and the second son want to see you!" β
Liu Hongyi couldn't sleep all night, his eyes were bloodshot, and when he heard this, he suddenly felt angry in his heart, "See me? Do they still have the face to see me? Heh, I didn't do anything good, and I still think I can get benefits from me? β
"They said they had in their hands what the lord wanted." Tianlei bowed his head.
The light in his eyes became extremely ruthless in an instant, and Liu Hongyi got up, "Then I'll go and listen, what else can they say." "At this time, it can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.
Because he is a felon, the mother and son of the owner of the village were separated from death row.
When Liu Hongyi came, the two stood up with a sigh and walked to the prison door, their eyes full of desperate desire to survive.
"City Lord!" Mrs. Zhuang hurriedly rushed forward, "City Lord, now that you have reached this point, you can't ignore us." β
But who knew that Liu Hongyi was already anxious because of Du Yurao's matter, and there was nowhere to vent his resentment in his heart. Hearing this, Liu Hongyi pulled his lips and smiled coldly, "You kill people and set fires yourself, and set blame for it, what do you have to do with me?" β
"City Lord, don't forget, what you want to find is actually in the hands of our mother. If the lord of the castle still wants it, it is best to send us out of the city immediately. As long as I leave Jinling City, I promise that I will not pester the city lord again, and the city lord can get what he wants. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds? "The owner's wife can't wait.
"You are dying and you want to threaten me?" Liu Hongyi frowned.
The owner's wife said, "We said that we would work together. If there is anything else in the field that the owner wants, we will give it one by one. Although we have lost now, you must know that we still have a chance to turn over. As the wife of the owner of the Seven Star Villa, I have also hoarded a lot of wealth over the years, and there are many forces dormant in the villa. As long as we can live, we can still do what the city lord wants. β
"Then wait until you have the ability to go out!" Liu Hongyi turned around and wanted to leave.
"Liu Hongyi, you cross the river and tear down the bridge!" The owner's wife snorted, "Have you ever thought that if we shake out the secret, your Liu family will die without a place to be buried." β
Liu Hongyi sneered and looked back at them, "There is no place to bury you in death, let's wait for you to go out!" β
"We have the most important evidence outside, as long as something happens to us, the news will spread like the wind, and then you will die, your beloved women and children, and the generations of your Liu family's merits will be wasted!" The owner's wife gritted her teeth.
"I've only had one person in my life, but you don't deserve it." Liu Hongyi smiled coldly, "If you put it into such a thing, you still have to start first, otherwise...... It will become a blame for blame. β
"What do you mean by that?" The owner's wife was stunned.
Liu Hongyi rubbed his eyebrows, he only felt tired and weak, heart disease still needs heart medicine, some things are stuck in his heart and blocked in his chest, no one will understand. He glanced up at the mother and son, "Whatever it means, I'm just here for a walk." There is also some friendship, and now to send it is also benevolent and righteous. β
After that, he left without looking back.
Behind him, the owner's wife scolded angrily, "Liu Hongyi, do you really want to die?" The authenticity of Seven Star Villa is related to your father Liu ......"
Taking a deep breath, Liu Hongyi frowned.
Tian Lei stepped forward and glanced back at the closed death row gate behind him, "City Lord? β
"Shut them up!" Liu Hongyi was a little impatient, "Clean it up." β
"Humble duty understands!" Tianlei bowed his head, turned his head and glanced at the jailer at the door, the jailer nodded knowingly, and then led the people to re-enter. With a long breath, Tianlei quickly caught up with Liu Hongyi.
"Did you find out?" Liu Hongyi said.
Tianlei nodded, "This second son had an affair with a servant girl in the backyard of the old farmer earlier, and now we have set our sights on that woman." It is estimated that the owner wants it, and the woman will know something. But - why didn't the owner just arrest her? β
"Didn't you just say that? If you want to plant blame, you have to sit down. When it's hard to tell the truth from the fake, no one cares about these things anymore. Liu Hongyi looked up at the excellent sunshine. The sun is good, but the heart is very cold.
Although Tianlei didn't quite understand what the city lord meant, since the city lord said it, he just had to do it.
There was no movement in the prison, and those who should shut up had to shut up happily. Liu Hongyi is not a good person, and he has not killed people once or twice, and he will never be soft on what should be killed.
For a time, rumors were circulating in the streets and alleys about Liu Hongyi's father, the old city lord Liu, who used his own means to borrow the power of Qixing Villa, and traded weapons privately with the northern Xinjiang barbarians outside the customs to seek huge profits.
The Seven Star Villa and the City Lord's Mansion were instantly pushed to the forefront.
Then Liu Hongyi angrily denounced the rumors, and Tianlei sent the woman to the people at the right time. Because she had been coerced and enticed earlier, the woman vomited quickly, and spit out all the intrigues and tricks of the owner's wife and the second son.
And so, in an instant, the blackened thing was washed white.
Moreover, it was washed whiter and more credible, so that Liu Hongyi's righteous and awe-inspiring posture was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In this way, the people saw the jokes of the Seven Star Villa, and from then on, they did not have so many expectations for the reputation of the Seven Star Villa. Seven Star Villa is full of some chickens and dogs, full of intrigues, and all things that are planted to blame people.
Therefore, any movement of Seven Star Villa from now on will become a joke, and there will not be much credibility. Only in this way can Liu Hongyi feel at ease for the time being, and he can free up his hands to clean up the portal.
Zhong Haotian didn't say much about this. What he pursues is contrary to the kind of "no one in the world knows the king", and he does not want to be like his father, trapped by family fame and fortune all his life, and not free.
His takeover of Seven Star Villa does not mean that he will be complacent.
"How is Lord Zhao now?" Zhong Haotian asked.
The housekeeper said, "It's no longer in the mansion." β
Zhong Haotian was stunned, "What about others?" β