"You have nothing to fear by relying on the identity of the concubine of Rongfu, the colorful glass bracelet, the autumn cicada was humiliated, the arson in the west courtyard, the red robe worship, and the piles are related to you. Your persecution of Chunyue and private punishment is regarded as unkind. Dressing up to pay tribute to the deceased is considered unjust. ruthlessly set fire to his sister-in-law, which is regarded as disloyalty. Colliding elders do not hear about the teachings, which is regarded as unfilial piety. You have taken it all in for your unkindness, injustice, disloyalty, and filial piety, and you still refuse to admit it? ”

Rong Sheng's eyes are shining, his critical rhetoric is sharp, and his momentum is overwhelming.

Rong Fu was stunned, almost forgetting that she was a concubine, and was deeply impressed by her irrefutable spirit.

The Qingdao elder smoothed his long gray beard, and became more and more satisfied with Rong Sheng. The ghost doctor really raised a good daughter, there is Qingyi in the Rong Mansion, and there are more Rong Sheng, why can't he continue to shine on the lintel? After today, it is not impossible to leave her. Rong Caiwei, who is not successful, is an indisputable fact that she made a mistake, Rong Jiangchen was reluctant to be punished heavily, and it was difficult to convince the public if the punishment was light, so she simply threw the hot potato back: "Your daughter, deal with it yourself." ”

Rong Jiangchen's face was pale and pale, and his heavy breathing was hurried and messy. He coveted the right of the Rong Mansion to be in charge, and in order to maintain his fair and selfless face, he finally dealt a ruthless hand to Rong Caiwei. "Cai Wei, I have high hopes for you, but you have repeatedly done ugly things that corrupted the door, leaving benevolence, righteousness, loyalty and filial piety behind, and then I will pack up my things and move to Temple Mountain for reflection. When you change it, the head of the house agrees that you will come back. ”

Temple Mountain, a temple funded by the Rong government. In previous years, people who had been deficient in virtue were sent there to wash away their sins by offering to the gods, and for more than ten years I had only heard of those who had gone there, and I had never seen anyone return.

In Rong Caiwei's opinion, going to Temple Mountain is no different from expelling Rong Mansion, it is just a good thing to say. Rong Jiangchen's so-called high hopes are looking forward to her finding a good husband and selling her at a good price. Now that she is notorious and can't be sold, he has the idea of abandoning her, she is his own daughter, and she has his blood in her body!

Why was the second uncle able to leave the Rong family for Qingyi, but her father sacrificed the rest of her life to be a good person?

Her hateful red eyes overwhelmed all the people in the mansion, "Oh, when I won the first prize in the flower party, you flattered my talent and praised my beauty. As soon as I lost my position, you all fell into the well, accusing me of being vicious and ruthless, compared to you group of sanctimonious villains, I am frank and upright! If you want me to go to Temple Mountain to die alone, it is impossible. ”

Tighten your long sleeves and plant it on the ancestral tablet, your head blooming, and your blood is splashing.

There was chaos all around, and there was a commotion. It was impossible to tell whether the mourning clothes were soaked in blood or stained red with blood.

Rong Caiwei stared blankly at the sky, her ears were filled with noise, she couldn't hear clearly, she only felt that her brain was burning and hurting, and the slightly hot liquid spread to the root of her ears and dripped into her neck, wet and sticky. She looked at the indifferent and ruthless Rong Sheng, and in a trance, she seemed to see Qingyi. It turned out that she was back. Her vision slowly blurred, and she forced a smile and died.

Rong Jiangchen's eyes were red, not because he felt sorry for Rong Caiwei, but because he was angry with her determination. He never thought that his arrogant daughter would be bent on seeking liberation, she was nothing after death, even if she lived in humiliation, one day he would be able to pick up the lost dignity again, and find a short sight in front of his ancestors, was it because he couldn't sleep at night?" ”

The death day ended with Rong Caiwei's death.

"You don't seem to be happy. After Changfeng finished wiping the incense burner, he saw that Rong Sheng was absent-minded and poured a cup of tea.

Rong Sheng didn't answer, "Is it obvious?"

"yes, almost a mourning word written on the face. Changfeng smelled the tea, it was quite fragrant, so he simply drank it by himself. moistened his throat, and the words followed. "Could it be that Rong Caiwei is dead, and you feel uncomfortable?"

Rong Caiwei's death was deserved, and Rong Sheng's brain was fine, how could she be saddened by someone who wanted to hurt her three times and twice? It was Rong Jiangchen's ruthless reaction, which inexplicably reminded her of her father Rong Bei. If she encounters danger, Daddy will definitely protect her.

"She is a little poisonous woman, her mind is very bad, she has killed two people less, and her mansion is clean. Changfeng picked the tea leaves between his teeth, put down the tea cup and did not forget to remind, "Elder Qingdao told you to go to him before dinner, and good things are coming." ”

Rong Sheng joked. "Yo, you didn't guard properly, and you went to fortune telling instead?"

Changfeng's eyebrows were full of energy, "Elder Qingdao likes your eyes, like a daughter-in-law in the picture, how kind and kind you are, I'm not blind, and it's not that I can't see it." ”

"Will you chat?" Elder Qingdao has dedicated his life to the Rong family, and he didn't marry, where did his son and daughter-in-law come from?" Rong Sheng found a rag and threw it at Changfeng's face.

"You know what I mean. Changfeng supported the table with one hand, his body flew in the air, and when the rag flew by, he looked back and took it out, his posture was chic and handsome, and he didn't learn from Baili Fusu when he saw the moves. He retrieved the rag with a hippie smile, "The elder has no son or daughter-in-law, you, your father doesn't kiss your mother and doesn't hurt, you can go and recognize your father, he will be your backer, and before Rong Jiangchen moves you, you can't weigh it first?"

Rong Sheng smiled dumbly, the guards sent by Baili Fusu were really interesting, and the way to hug her thighs had been thought of for her. In terms of seniority and close relationship, Elder Qingdao can afford her father, but she stays with Elder Qingdao's righteous daughter to deal with herself, which is inevitably criticized, and Elder Qingdao is willing to say a few words for her is love, and she has to blame Elder Qingdao.

"Miss, what are you laughing at, I'm serious about giving you a proposal!"

"Elder Qingdao and I have no father-daughter relationship, my father is still here, and I am only afraid that the two of us will be embarrassed in the future. Rong Sheng laid out the incense table, put the polished incense burner in the center, and lit three of them.

Chang Feng's eyes suddenly widened when he saw the name engraved on the tablet, "How did you convince Elder Qingdao to move Mrs. Rong's tablet from the ancestral hall?"

Rong Shengming's eyes concave and beautiful arcs, satisfying Changfeng's appetite, "Guess." ”

"I can't guess that's why I asked you. ”

"I was afraid of disturbing Mrs. Rong, so I asked to worship it alone and copy the Buddhist scriptures six hundred and sixty-six times to comfort Mrs. Rong's spirit in the sky, and then the elder agreed. ”

"That's it?" Changfeng didn't believe it, Mrs. Rong's status was noble, and the tablet could not be moved, it was definitely not as easy as she said, half of the words were left, and it was boring. With sharp eyes, he suddenly noticed a figure standing on the window paper, "Who is it?"

There was silence outside the door for a few seconds, and a crisp female voice sounded: "Slave Chunyue, please see Miss Rong Sheng." ”

"Rong Caiwei is dead, what is she doing here?" Changfeng picked at his head, very puzzled.

Rong Sheng sat upright and ordered, "Let her in." ”