Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 78
The old lady frowned: "Come here, send the doctor back to the house to pack up." The Hou's house does not support useless people!
"Old madam, please be kind, please be kind!" the doctor begged, and was dragged down. Murong Yu's lightly smiling gaze coldly swept over every servant present. Head, the young lady's fierce gaze makes people dare not look at it directly: If anyone dares to collude with Aunt Zhang to frame him, the government doctor will be his example.
"Plop, plop!" All the stewards on the Zhuangzi and the cooks in the kitchen were brought in front of the old lady by the guards. They were far away from the Zhuangzi, and they had never seen such a serious scene, and they trembled in fright: "Old lady... Daan..."

The old lady sipped the tea in her cup lightly: "Who is the owner of the village?" Zhuangzi has always been in charge of the affairs of Zhuangzi, and if something happened, the first person to look for was naturally him.

The servants on Zhuangzi looked sideways slightly, and looked tremblingly at Huang Dayou, who was lying on the edge, motionless like a dead pig, whose life and death were unknown.

"He is the owner of the villa?" The old lady was startled, "Why did he become like this?"

"Grandmother, I ordered someone to beat him like this." Before Aunt Zhang could complain, Murong Yu admitted first: "In Zhuangzi, he pretends to be the master everywhere, and he is disrespectful to Aunt Zhang. I really can't see it. If so, I ordered someone to beat him a hundred times!"

The red candle stood on one side and reported: "Madam, when we were in the village, the owner of the Huang village was always in trouble with Aunt Ma, and the slaves were also troubled by him, because he was the owner of the villa, the slaves dared not speak out ..."

"That's right, he didn't seem to take the young lady seriously, and he blocked Aunt Ma from returning home on his own initiative..."

"That's right, I even instigated the servants to fight against Aunt Ma, treating him as his own master..." The maids around Aunt Ma had long been dissatisfied with Huang Dayou, and now that someone has started, all their grievances over the past few days have been vented Come out and blame one after another.

"It's really lawless!" The old lady slammed the teacup at Huang Dayou fiercely, impartially, hitting the top of the head, blood seeped out along the roots of the hair, Huang Dayou's dead pig-like body moved slightly...

Huang Dayou raised his head, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were misty, his face was pale, an unnatural blush appeared on his cheeks, he blinked his tired eyes, and lay down on the ground again, silently, if it wasn't for the breath from his nose, everyone would have Thought he was a corpse.

Huang Dayou became like this, and probably couldn't ask anything, so the old lady turned her attention to the steward, the cook and others: "Who made the red dates and millet porridge that Aunt Ma drank when she left the village? "

Several women looked at each other, and Qiqi turned her eyes to one of the women. The woman thought it was wrong, but everyone's eyes fell on her, and she had to bite the bullet and admit: "Go back to the old lady, It was made by slaves!"

"You are so brave, you dare to put abortion pills in the porridge, and assassinate the young master of the Houfu..."

"The old lady has clearly checked that even if the servant has a hundred guts, she would not dare to do such a thing. Someone must be framing the servant..." The woman kept kowtow like a chicken catching rice.

"You keep saying that you were framed by others, do you have evidence?" Murong Yu asked suddenly, these servants have been with Aunt Zhang for a long time, and all of them have learned to shirk responsibility, they are very cunning.

The woman looked anxiously: "Although the slaves cook the porridge, the slaves will also do other things while cooking the porridge. People will come to the kitchen at any time. They put the abortion medicine in the porridge while the slaves are not paying attention, and the slaves will not I know……"

Murong Yu smiled, "You mean, all the servants of Zhuangzi are suspected?"

Aunt Zhang glared at the woman angrily: "What an idiot, in order to clear himself of his crimes, he dragged everyone in Zhuangzi into the water."

"Slaves don't dare to murder the young master, please check it out!" The other women gave the porridge woman a hard look and begged for mercy.

These servants are about to become fine. You push each other, I push you, and if you ask directly, you can't get any results. You have to use strange tricks.

Murong Yu smiled faintly, and turned his gaze to Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, you have been in charge of the Hou Mansion for many years, may I ask what crime is stipulated in the family law of the Hou Mansion for murdering the master?"

Aunt Zhang ordered her servants to give Aunt Ma the abortion pill first, and Murong Yu forced Aunt Zhang to tell her that the punishment would come later. If she refused to tell the servant, it would be disrespectful to the Hou family. Punish the slaves who are loyal to her and have made meritorious service, and are punished for meritorious service, the servants will definitely be chilled.

Murong Yu!Aunt Zhang gritted her teeth angrily, but because of the old lady, Murong Xiu was here, so she didn't dare to say more, took a few deep breaths, and settled her mind: "Assassinate master, I will die with a stick!"

"The old lady is kind, the eldest lady is kind..." The servants on the Zhuangzi trembled and begged for mercy.

Murong Yu smiled lightly as before: "You have lived in Zhuangzi for a long time, and you have no enmity with Aunt Ma, old madam, Master Hou believes that you will not harm her, and there is only one person who poisoned the porridge and murdered the young master. As long as this person If you find him, you are naturally safe. Of course, if this person cannot be found, everyone in the Zhuangzi will be suspected, and no one can be let go..."

"Old lady, Lord Hou, Miss, please forgive me..." The servants begged for mercy, but they looked at the woman who made the porridge: "Mr. Zhou, tell the truth, otherwise, everyone will suffer with you... "

"Yeah, you made the porridge, how could you not know who gave the medicine..."

Zhou was disturbed by the women's gossip, and quietly raised his head to look at Aunt Zhang, but Aunt Zhang stared back with a sharp look: "Dare to talk nonsense, be careful of your family's lives!"

"Mr. Zhou, there is actually no mastermind behind the scenes. You are the one who poisoned the young master in the porridge, right?" It's better to act first, and someone must take the blame.Aunt Zhang suddenly opened her mouth, and all the servants stood on the spot in a daze: "You are born with a congenital insufficiency of the uterus and cannot bear children. Your husband married another concubine and left you alone. Therefore, you are jealous of all women who can bear children..."

Murong Yu curled his lips into a smile: Aunt Zhang's thoughts changed quite quickly...

Mrs. Zhou pursed her lips, staring at Aunt Zhang without blinking, with tears in her eyes: "Aunt Zhang, it's not that slaves can't have children, it's just that the husband loves the new and dislikes the old, and stays with the concubine every day..."

(End of this chapter)