Liang Wenfu felt that if his guess was true, then the scene in the inner courtyard must be fake, after all, it was much more convenient for Liu Changqing to cheat in his own single courtyard, so why did he deliberately go to the inner courtyard where his parents lived when his father was at home?

It should be that after she and the maid killed Liu Yunting here, they moved the body to the small building in the inner courtyard and set up suspicions, and then pretended to be Liu Yunting's voice to call for help, and finally left quickly and then pretended to be alarmed by the cry for help. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info even if everyone heard a cry for help that was not quite like Liu Yunting, they would not doubt it, after all, when people were screaming in panic, their voices were different from usual.

Thinking of this, Liang Wenfu carefully observed indoors, wanting to see if this was the first scene. I checked the curtains and the bed tent first, but I didn't find any blood at all, I touched the bed tent with my hand, and there was a lot of dust on my fingers, it seemed that it had obviously been hanging for many days, it would not have just been replaced, and there was nothing suspicious in other parts of the room.

Liang Wenfu checked all the rooms in the west courtyard again, and none of them looked like there had been a murder! He went back and carefully checked Liu Changqing's room, and made sure that the murder did not happen here, and then Liang Wenfu was confused again.

At this moment, Liu Changqing let out a series of rapid gasps on the bed, and after a tremor, the bed gradually calmed down. Then Liu Changqing suddenly spoke, and his voice seemed to blame himself and coquettishly: "Your enemy is really terrible! My father just passed away today, I didn't want to do this with you, but I don't know what evil I fell into, and I actually did it with you again!"

The maid didn't reply, raised her hand and "snapped", and I don't know where it was slapped on Liu Changqing, Liu Changqing snorted a lazy snort in his nose, which sounded delicate and seductive.

Liang Wenfu shook his head, and was about to leave here to go to the inner courtyard to have a look, but he heard Liu Changqing suddenly ask again: "You say, who killed my father? I don't believe it really could be that ghost!"

Suddenly hearing Liu Changqing talk about this, Liang Wenfu walked back again, trying to see if he could hear something.

"Do you still need to ask? Who is most beneficial to the old man's death, then it is naturally who did it!" the maid replied to Liu Changqing in a low voice.

Liu Changqing sighed: "I also doubted Liu Wenqi, but I always felt that the straw bag didn't have the courage, and I also carefully observed him during the meal today, no matter how I looked like I had just killed someone." ”

"After the murderer killed the master, he didn't take any property, which means that it was a vendetta! But the master is famous on weekdays, who will have a grudge against the master? Don't all of them look forward to the master's long life? Only the young master has a grudge against the master because he can't get the family property!"

After listening to the maid's words, Liu Changqing actually sneered: "Hmph! Everyone is looking forward to the old man's long life, but I am afraid that there are many people who hate him to death!" Speaking of this, Liu Changqing paused and sighed: "Alas! Forget it, you don't understand this matter, go to sleep." ”

Then the bed was quiet for a while, and gradually the sound of steady breathing sounded.

And Liang Wenfu, who has been listening to the conversation between the two indoors, is now getting more and more suspicious in his heart: judging from the affair between the two just now, the two will definitely not think that there are outsiders next to them, so the conversation behind them cannot be deliberately acting. In this way, this Liu Changqing is indeed not the one who killed his father.

Who could the murderer be? Liang Wenfu was now very curious about Liu Changqing's last half of what he said, and he felt that this Liu Changqing must know some of Liu Yunting's enemies!

Since he knew that Liu Yunting was a person, Liang Wenfu didn't want to care about his business, but now this matter is related to his own fame, and he has to pay attention, so after Liu Changqing really fell asleep, Liang Wenfu went directly into her dream.

Liang Wenfu directly used the illusion world to disguise himself, so that he couldn't see clearly in the smoke around him, and then deliberately made his voice rougher, and then summoned Liu Changqing's yin god into a dream, and shouted directly: "Evil obstacles! You have a good relationship with that maid, and it is okay to corrupt my Liu family's style, after being discovered by your father, you still dare to kill your father?!"

Liang Wenfu is called taking the lead, first telling her ugly things, so that when she is flustered, she will no longer pay attention to the difference between herself and her father.

Sure enough, Liu Changqing couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, and when he heard that his secret had been exposed, he was so frightened that he knelt directly on the ground: "Father!

Liang Wenfu frowned and replied: "I didn't see the appearance of the murderer before my father died, but I went to look for your brother just now, and it wasn't his hand." If it weren't for you two evil obstacles, who would want to kill me? How could anyone still want to kill me after all these years of being so zealous about doing good?"

Liu Changqing was full of panic, but when he heard that his father didn't pursue his corruption anymore, he relaxed a lot. At this time, when I heard the words of "father", I had a disapproving expression on my face.

Liang Wenfu pretended to be dissatisfied and asked, "What do you mean by this? Do you think that being a father is not a good person, and others are not grateful to be a father?"

"Don't blame my daughter for speaking ugly!" Liu Changqing~ After a long pause, he still spoke, "The more people who receive more favors from you, the more I am afraid that the hatred for you will be in my heart! You have given so many people over the years, but in the end, most of them have not been cut off from you forever? How many people have become your friends or loyal subordinates?"

Although Liang Wenfu didn't know about Liu Yunting's social situation, he guessed that what his daughter said should not be wrong, so he asked strangely: "Oh? Why are those people like this? Could it be that Enda has become an enemy?"

The so-called kindness becomes enmity, that is, when a person with strong self-esteem receives too much kindness from you to repay, the gratitude in his heart will turn into guilt and then slowly turn into inferiority, this inferiority complex will make him deeply feel that he is incompetent, and finally only by alienating you and never thinking of you again, will his heart feel better. There are even some people with extremely strong self-esteem who can be tormented and crazy by this inferiority complex, and in the end, they will only be liberated by killing the benefactor who cannot be repaid.

This kind of thing may sound incomprehensible on the surface, but it is actually very psychological, and there are many such stories in history. That's why the ancients said, "Shengmi Endou Mi Hatred", "Ruler Bushu Enpi Bu Becomes Hatred", "Great Grace is not grateful, and deep Grace is more than hatred"......

Liang Wenfu thought to himself: Could it really be someone Liu Yunting had helped, who was finally driven crazy by psychological torture and came to kill him at night?

"No, that's not the case!" Liu Changqing suddenly interrupted him, "In my opinion, the fault lies with you! Are you embarrassed to say that you are willing to be kind and charitable? You always think that the high altitude is to do good! And you only care about how many bystanders can praise you when giving alms, so every time you give alms to others, you always like to carry out rituals with great fanfare, so that those beneficiaries can tell their tragic stories in public, only the most miserable stories can get your alms, the more miserable the benefactors look like people, the more you Liu Dashan is benevolent and righteous!"

Speaking of this, Liu Changqing actually cast a mocking look at his "father": "Have you considered the feelings of those benefactors? In order to get your alms, they have to kneel in front of you in front of you in front of tens of millions of people, exposing their scars and sufferings in exchange for your sympathy, have you ever felt this humiliation?"

You don't! You only care about the praise of those bystanders, but for those who receive your alms, their dignity has already been trampled to ashes by you in public! Not to mention those who have not been able to receive your alms since they uncovered their scars, do you think they will be grateful to you in their hearts? I wonder how many people want to kill you!"

After listening to Liu Changqing's words, Liang Wenfu was really deafening and speechless for a long time.

Liang Wenfu has seen too many such plots on TV shows in his previous life: a certain star sits there talking about love sadly, and a shabby-dressed teenager next to him tells his tragic past in public with tears on his face, and kneels and kowtows in front of the camera from time to time......

When he saw these before, Liang Wenfu felt too sensational at most, but he never thought about the psychology of those teenagers, and now that he thinks about it, it is no wonder that many children who have made high-profile donations from big stars have a cold relationship with them when they grow up.

Liu Changqing saw that "father" was silent for a long time, and his tone softened again: "Father, if you really want to do good, why can't you donate to those people in private? You may only donate 100 yuan each time, but arrange ceremonies, invite high-ranking officials and Confucians to appear, and spread fame to the surrounding prefectures and counties...... The money spent on these things can at least be thousands! Do you think you are sincere in doing good deeds, or are you selling your reputation and attracting people's hearts?"

Liang Wenfu shook his head, and after listening to Liu Changqing's words, he completely understood what Liu Yunting was like. In later generations, there were many such philanthropists, who donated hundreds of thousands, but the money spent on ceremonies, leaders, reporters, newspaper pages, and TV stations could be spent tens of millions.

Of course, in Liang Wenfu's view, although this kind of person is a little famous, it is always better than those who are not benevolent to the rich and don't donate a penny, at least they do donate a lot of money and help a lot of people.

It's just that Liu Yunting actually took advantage of both kinds of problems, and the poor female ghost August was deceived by him.

After Liang Wenfu came out of Liu Changqing's dream, his head was completely big: If it was really as she said, Liu Yunting was killed by someone who had been humiliated by him, then this matter would be in big trouble now - Liu Yunting had given alms to many people, did he go to investigate the suspicions one by one? Then he must not be exhausted to death!

At this moment, Liang Wenfu suddenly noticed movement on the bed, looked carefully, and saw the maid sit up quietly, took out a small bottle from her clothes and gently put it under Liu Changqing's nose, Liu Changqing took a breath and tilted his head, and fell asleep completely.

Then the maid got dressed and got out of bed directly, opened the door and walked out, Liang Wenfu was curious, and followed her, wanting to see what she was going to do.

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