That night, Ding Yurong, the housekeeper of the Ding Mansion, fell asleep, and Ding Cheng, a servant from a humble background in the house, suddenly came to him and borrowed two thousand taels of silver from him!

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little weird, and even the wind blowing in from the window seemed a little oppressive.

Ding Yurong froze for a moment, then sneered and said, "Ding Cheng, you are really a lion's mouth!" - Tell me, what secrets do you know? ”

The corners of Ding Cheng's mouth twitched, "The housekeeper really understands people, and he can understand it at all!" ”

Ding Yurong's face tightened, and his gloomy eyes became more and more gloomy, "Don't talk nonsense, just say something straightforward." ”

Ding Cheng's pupils sank slightly, and he said unhurriedly: "Then I'll get straight to the point." Butler, tell me the truth, how did Xiaocui die? ”

Ding Yurong's eyes were cold, revealing the anger that he forcibly suppressed, "It's funny what you asked, Xiaocui committed suicide because she stole something from her wife's room and was found out, and she was ashamed and committed suicide for a while, everyone in the house knows about it!" ”

"Really? -" Ding Cheng dragged out his tone and said, "But now I have discovered a secret that everyone in the mansion does not know. ”

Ding Yurong's face couldn't help but change.

I only heard Ding Cheng say again: "I clearly remember that Xiaocui came to me the afternoon before she committed suicide and told me many secrets. ”

Ding Yurong looked at him without blinking his eyes and said, "What secret?" ”

Ding Cheng said: "She said that she didn't steal the things in her wife's room, you were framing her." I asked her why, and she said that she had been coerced into doing something shady and that he was taking revenge on her.

She was crying and crying, very sad. I asked her what she wanted to do next, and she said that she would fight for her innocence even if she fought to the death. So I did as she said, and wrote a pleadings for her, and then she put her own handprints and signed her name and surname. ”

Ding Yurong stood up suddenly, "That copy of paper is in your hand now?" ”

Ding Cheng said: "Not bad. I originally planned to go with her to the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department to find Master Lu the next day, but at this time, she suddenly threw herself into the well and died-butler, do you think she died very strangely? ”

Speaking of this, he raised his head suddenly, a pair of shining eyes stared at the person in front of him, his eyes were fierce, full of monstrous resentment and hatred, "Tell me, did you kill her?" ……”

Under the pressure of the other party's resentful gaze, the hideous color on Ding Yurong's face gradually faded, and an obvious uneasy look appeared, and he said weakly: "This is the condition you want to exchange?" ”

Ding Cheng tilted his head slightly, and a dangerous smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Isn't this enough?" If Lu Wenzheng knows about this matter-"

Ding Yurong frowned, his expression changed several times, and his entire face showed an indecipherable complexity. Gradually, everything seemed to calm down, and only a solemn look of thought remained.

"Where is that paper now, give it to me immediately, and I promise you your conditions."

Ding Cheng said: "I don't bring it now." Tomorrow morning, in the small post pavilion outside the city, we will pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. When I got the money, I flew away, and I never bothered you again. ”

Ding Yurong smiled sadly, and the blood-colored demon under his eyes slowly surged, "Okay, then you and I will make up my mind!" ”

"We'll see you there." Ding Cheng achieved his goal and smiled proudly. He walked to the window and looked outside, it was already the middle of the moon.

"It's not too early now, the slave won't disturb your rest, and I'll take my leave first." After that, he arched his hand at Ding Yurong, and then pushed the door away.

Ding Yurong followed to the door, looking at the increasingly blurred figure that gradually blended into the night, and his eyes, which were as deep as a cold night, were dyed with a layer of gloom.

"I really didn't expect that Xiaocui, a slut, would still have such a hand when he was dying......"

Muttering to himself, he couldn't help but think of what happened on Ding Jiying's birthday, when He Chengqi came to the house to celebrate his birthday.

At that time, He Chengqi was drunk, Ding Yurong instructed the girl Xiaocui to serve him to go back to the room to rest, and on the way, Xiaocui suddenly said that she had abdominal pain and asked Caiming to go to her.

All of this was arranged and designed by him and Xiaocui in advance, the purpose of which was to divert people's attention and make everything unnoticed. It was self-defeating and left today's woe.

But now it's useless to regret or resent. The plan now is how to deal with the situation in front of us so that everything is watertight.

He thought that he would report this matter to Lord Ding early tomorrow morning, listen to his master's opinion on this matter, and then ask for instructions on the next step......

The next day, the sun was shining and the air was cold. In the wilderness outside the city, the grass was detached, and the crystal clear dew shimmered a dark sheen on the tips of the grass.

Xiaoyi Pavilion, Ding Yurong has been waiting here for a long time.

At this time, he looked up at the sky with some distraught. The clouds and shadows are dense, inlaid the sky with a layer of dark brilliance, layered on top of each other, dazzling.

Finally, Ding Cheng's figure appeared.

Ding Yurong hurriedly stepped forward, "Did you bring the paper?" ”

There was no foreshadowing or greetings at all, so he asked straightforwardly. Originally, it was just a humble servant in the Ding Mansion, and Ding Yurong usually didn't look at him squarely, if it weren't for the fact that he had a handle in his hand, he wouldn't have bothered to take care of him.

Ding Cheng let out a soft "um", his eyes looked at him sharply, his expression was nervous and guarded, "What about the silver?" ”

Ding Yurong raised the silver ticket in his hand, "Let's pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." ”

"Good!" ……

The deal went surprisingly well. Ding Yurong took the paper, glanced through it at a glance, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Ding Cheng put away the silver ticket, turned around and left.

Ding Yurong suddenly said in the back: "Wait." ”

Ding Cheng was stunned for a moment.

Ding Yurong's dark eyes narrowed slightly; He stepped forward slowly, a cold and bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his lips, and said slowly: "Ding Cheng, we still have one more thing to finish!" ”

Ding Cheng's eyes froze slightly, "What's the matter?" ......" Before the words fell, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but snort, and the muscles on his face twitched violently.

There was a short blade stuck in his front heart, and scarlet blood gushed out like a spring, splashing Ding Yurong's body, all over his face.

Ding Cheng's whole face was distorted, his eyes widened unconsciously, and he said in a trembling voice: "You ......"

Ding Yurong said coldly: "Ding Cheng, do you know what you are doing wrong?" That is: you are thinking about everything too simply—is it so easy to get two thousand taels of silver from Dingfu? ”

Ding Cheng's body was crooked, and he collapsed to the ground. He curled up in pain, his eyes flustered and helpless, revealing a sense of despair in his dying struggle, "Yes, I should have ...... long ago Thinking of it, wanting to dig out two thousand taels of silver from the Ding Mansion that cherishes money like life, is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger! ……”

"Actually, it's not just about the two thousand taels of silver-" Ding Yurong raised his eyebrows, his dark pupils were like thick ink that couldn't be dissolved, "It was already a big mistake to leave Xiaocui's handle before; Do you say I'll make the same mistake a second time? ……”

As he spoke, he glanced down at the dying man lying on the ground, sighed softly and said, "Ding Cheng, don't blame me, I really have no choice but to make this decision!" In short, you have to blame yourself for this matter, you are too stupid! ……”

Ding Cheng's slightly twitching lips were pale and bloodless, and he said angrily: "Yes, I'm too stupid, but do you Steward Ding think you're very smart?" Again, you and I both made the same mistake......"

Ding Yurong was stunned, "What did you say?" ”

Ding Cheng's face was like ashes, and he said intermittently: "Do you think ...... You got the paper, can you sit back and relax if you kill me? You're wrong, the piece of paper in your hand is me...... It was rubbed, but the original was in the hands of another person......"

Ding Yurong was shocked, he shook Ding Cheng's body desperately, and shouted hoarsely: "No, it's impossible! - Tell me, where is the original? Where is the original? ……”

Ding Cheng smiled coldly, and finally couldn't say anything, so he tilted his head and died.

100 dense and one sparse. Ding Yurong collapsed to the ground in despair, and said in despair: "How come? How so? ……”

Then he heard a loud and hurried footstep behind him. Turning around, it was someone from the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department who arrived, and the captain headed by Yang Zhen was Yang Zhen.

"This is really a praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind! ......" Ding Yurong thought desperately.

Yang Zhen looked at the tragic and bloody scene in front of him, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his tiger eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Good you Ding Yurong, you dare to kill people and kill people!" - Someone, take him down! ”

At that moment, Ding Yurong had to be cold, and his body trembled involuntarily.

It's over, it's all over......

He lowered his head in frustration and said distractedly: "It seems that it must be the person Ding Cheng entrusted with the letter to report the case to the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department......"

Yang Zhen said with a smile: "Steward Ding is really smart, but it's a pity that being smart is mistaken by being smart, you are a cocoon and self-restraint, and the law is intolerable!" - Someone, take him and me down! ”

The guards on both sides swarmed up.

But I heard Ding Yurong laugh miserably: "No need! ...... pulled out the short blade inserted in Ding Cheng's chest; Reversing the handle, he plunged into his chest without a handle.

A stream of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the lush grass, red and green, revealing a bewitching and evil chill, which was shocking.

The sunlight shone on him through the sparse shadows of the trees, mottled and bleak as frost......

When Ding Jinzhi heard the news of Ding Yurong's death, he was sad and annoyed, and said to himself: "I didn't plan carefully and gave him his life in vain!" …… It's just that how could the people from the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department go so quickly, and who leaked the news? Could it be her? ……”