Yang Guangbi was still standing there, looking at the dead Jiang Huaifu, a little puzzled.

Hearing Jiang Wang's scolding, he turned sideways to look, and Jiang Wang's kitchen knife cut off his head.

Yang Guangbi was startled, exclaimed, and raised his head to dodge backwards.

Jiang Wang's kitchen knife slashed at his waist and abdomen.

"Ahh

Yang Guangbi's terrible screams almost tore through the roof and pierced the night sky.

This kitchen knife cut extremely deeply, the blood in his waist and abdomen gushed like a spring, covering the wound, he barely stood up and wanted to escape, but he was slashed in the chest by Jiang Wang's knife again.

He couldn't withstand Jiang Wang's strength, so he shook and fell to the ground.

Jiang Wang pounced, and his body and face were splashed with blood, like a Shura from hell.

Since she swung the first knife at Yang Guangbi, she couldn't stop.

The kitchen knife in her hand was wielded, one after another, no matter where it was, she only knew that the knife beckoned to Yang Guangbi.

"Murder! Killed! Zhao Yan screamed and ran out of the east wing, waving to the maid at the door: "Go and call someone, just say that the mother-in-law killed the cousin young master!" ”

Soon, the entire Fuguo Mansion was in an uproar.

Everyone in the main hall was shocked when they heard the movement.

"Da Lang, Da Lang, go and take a look!" Old Madam Jiang was anxious first, and stretched out her hand to point at Jiang Shike.

Jiang Shike hurriedly got up: "Mother, don't worry, Qunhui is not a nonsense person, I'm afraid that the people will spread falsehoods, so my son will go and take a look." ”

"I'll go with you!" Yang Du naturally couldn't sit still.

When it comes to his son, how can he stand by and watch?

"I'll go too." Yang Jiang followed and got up.

"Then you can go." Mrs. Jiang responded.

"Sit down, I'll have someone prepare a supper later, and we'll have a few more cups together." Jiang Shike greeted everyone.

Although what the subordinates said was serious, in his opinion, Jiang Wang's family definitely had no ability to kill.

Women's families, they also manage the family house, and they are good at intrigue, how can they dare to kill?

Yang Du and Yang Jiang followed him silently.

"Don't worry too much, it's going to be a big deal." Jiang Shike comforted them: "What kind of character Qunhui has, you don't know.

At best, she's bluffing. ”

"yes." Yang Jiang nodded: "She is indeed hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and she is not ruthless."

It is estimated that Mingyu provoked her again. ”

And at this moment, the "Mingyu" in her mouth has been chopped beyond recognition by Jiang Wang's family, her limbs are separated, and she can't die anymore.

Jiang Wang lost his strength and sat on the ground gasping for breath, there was a large pool of blood on the ground, and the whole room was filled with a strong bloody gas.

Outside the door, Zhao Yan had already tidied up her clothes and hair a little, leaning on the pillar and waiting for the person in front of her.

"Girl, someone is coming."

The Leaf, who was guarding the door, ran in to report the news.

Zhao Yan walked straight to the door, sat down on her knees, she glanced at the situation in the room, her little face turned white, revealing a look of horror.

She almost wanted to vomit when she smelled the blood, but at this moment, she saw that Yang Guangbi was almost chopped by Jiang Wang's family, and she almost opened her mouth to spit it out.

She originally wanted to pretend to be frightened, but now she doesn't have to pretend anymore, her expression is really no longer real.

No matter how clever she was, she had never really hurt anyone, let alone seen such a horrific scene.

"Zhao Yan, what are you doing sitting here?" Jiang Shike walked outside the corridor, saw Zhao Yan, and asked in a tone full of majesty.

Zhao Yan turned back in a trance, stretched out her finger and pointed to the room, opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

Yang Du's complexion changed suddenly, he saw Zhao Yan's abnormality at a glance, he hurriedly took three steps and two steps, went up to the porch, and entered the house.

Jiang Shike and Yang Jiang also followed.

"Ahh

When Yang Du saw that the pile of meat on the ground turned out to be his son, a roar of grief resounded in the sky: "Mingyu, my Mingyu-"

"Mingyu ......" Yang Jiang saw his son's tragic condition, and only had time to shout two words, then fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

"Wang Qunhui, did you do this? What are you crazy about? Jiang Shike's face was extremely ugly, and he grabbed Jiang Wang's collar and lifted her up from the ground.

Jiang Wang looked at him in a daze, and the whole person was confused, as if he didn't know him.

"Speak!" Jiang Shike raised his hand and was two slaps.

Jiang Wang's pain came to his senses, and he immediately cried: "Grandpa Guo, you are here, Yang Guangbi and him...... Yang Guangbi killed our son!

He's killed my Zhanwen—"

She opened her mouth wide and cried, barely able to breathe.

"What?" When Jiang Shike heard this, he threw away Jiang Wang's family, rushed to the side of the bed, and reached out to touch it.

Sure enough, Jiang Huaifu was already cold, his body was hard, and he had obviously been dead for a while.

"Yang Du, look at the good things your son has done!" Jiang Shike roared.

He was angry and heartbroken, but not as good as Yang Du.

Jiang Huaifu was paralyzed in bed, and when he couldn't get up, the doctor told him that Jiang Huaifu might not survive.

He was prepared in his heart, and it was not a special accident that Jiang Huaifu's death was heartbroken.

But for the fact that Jiang Huaifu was killed by Yang Guangbi, he was naturally extremely angry.

And Yang Du was heartbroken at the moment, kneeling beside Yang Guangbi's scattered corpse, crying so much that he almost fainted.

"Report to the officer! Report it to me! ”

Jiang Shike's roar was like that of an enraged lion.

Immediately, a little guy ran to report to the official.

Ahead, Mrs. Jiang and the others heard the letter and hurried over.

When Mrs. Jiang looked at the situation in the house, she couldn't get up in one breath, and fell to the door of the east wing.

Jiang Chen hurriedly called and carried Mrs. Jiang back to the courtyard, and she followed.

This scene is terrible, she doesn't want to stay here, although she doesn't like the people in the big house, but when something like this happens, she is somewhat concerned.

However, it is worth rejoicing that this time Jiang Wang's family will have to go to prison if he does not die, and no one in this family will compete with her for the power of the family.

Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, Jing Zhao Yin was on annual leave, and Lord Wang Xufeng came back from his father-in-law's house to pay New Year's greetings.

When he heard that there was a big lawsuit involving two lives in the Fuguo Mansion, he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly transferred his servants and the servants to the Fuguo Mansion in a hurry.

When he arrived at the east wing of Zhaoyang Courtyard, the old servant who had served in Jing Zhaoyin for more than 20 years couldn't help but take a breath when he saw Yang Guangbi's body in pieces.

It's a bit too miserable.

"Lord Wang, this is the criminal woman Wang Qunhui, there are all the human and material evidence, please take it down quickly!" After Yang Du cried bitterly, the whole person seemed to be ten years old, and pointed at Wang Xufeng.

"Lord Wang, it was Yang Guangbi who killed my son first, and my wife was overly sad and angry, so she did this.

Please be careful! Jiang Shike burst into tears and opened his mouth to argue.

"Nonsense! How could Mingyu kill your son! Yang Du retorted: "Do you have evidence? ”

"My son is dead, that's proof!" Jiang Shike raised his voice and roared: "Yang Du, I have endured your son again and again, I don't want this beast you gave birth to to an inch, my son can no longer act, he still refuses to let go, he is so cruel to my son!"

He has such an end, it is God's eyes, and he deserves it! ”

"You fart!" Yang Du rushed over and was about to make a move: "What evidence do you have to prove that Jiang Huaifu was killed by my son?" ”

At this moment, they are not the majestic Hou Ye and the Grandpa Guo, but just two fathers who have lost their children, and they can only vent their grief and anger in each other's hearts.

Seeing that the two were about to scuffle together, Wang Xufeng raised his hand: "Come on, pull them away, and the people and corpses will be transported to the yamen. ”

He pretended to have finished inspecting the inside of the house.

The officials were well-trained, and the two bodies were quickly cleaned up, and Wang Qunhui, as a suspect, was shackled and taken away.

Zhao Yan silently followed behind everyone, with a faint smile hidden in her eyes, this time, the two families should not reconcile again, right?

The news of two lives in the Fuguo Mansion spread throughout the Imperial Capital overnight as if it had grown wings.