It took Zhao Surui half an hour to figure out that his current body name was "Shen Shiqing". She was the daughter of the late bachelor Shen Shao. She was married to Xie Fengan, the second son of Ning'an Bo Xie Wenyuan. Not only did she remain a widow, but she also immediately She is about to be divorced, and she has already been sent to this small village to kneel in the Buddhist hall. If she goes one step further, she will be strangled by the neck and sent to a mass grave, and then she will be reported to have died of a sudden illness.

Zhao Surui smiled when he heard the maid named Achi say that she wrote two letters in blood in the Buddhist hall for Tunan, who knew martial arts, to send away.

Laughing angrily.

It's not that stupid, but it's too late to think of asking for help at this time.

Shen Shiqing's father, Shen Shao, was highly valued by his father and eldest brother. Before he was forty years old, he served as the bachelor's department of Wenhua Palace to assist his eldest brother, the prince. He also presided over the academic administration of Nanzhili. All over the government and the public, if nothing else, as long as you call Shishu Shibo a few times, these famous scholars will naturally line up to take care of Shen Shao's orphan.

Having chess in your hand but not using it is a waste!

The village they were in was shabby, not to mention offensive and defensive. Since Shen Shiqing had maids in her hands who could control these people, she should have killed those women when they first arrived. Seven out.

If you don't know how to strike first when encountering an enemy, you're a waste!

Going a step further, the widow surnamed Feng is not a problem. Last year, he defeated the Doer cavalry in Moxi and announced that he would conquer Moxi again within three years. Although Xie Wenyuan has the title of earl, he actually has no He relied on the support of his ancestors for his success. When his father was in power, he almost lost his title. He would please Feng Youqi, a mere third-rank Guangwuwei commander, but he just wanted to make a fortune in military achievements. There are many people to rely on, but the reason why Xie Wenyuan fell to this point was because he failed to raise military rations and was stripped of all his official positions by the late emperor, Zhao Surui's father. If such a person wants to get another job, he must really get through to the first person. The first joint is the Ministry of Personnel. Li Hanqing, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Personnel, is a close friend of Shen Shao in the same department. He is also considered to be an upright man. As long as Shen Shiqing comes to ask for help, he can severely choke Xie Wenyuan's neck.

It is not easy for Xie Wenyuan to have errands to do, but it is too easy for him to be empty-handed.

There are thousands of roads, but you end up hurting yourself, a waste among wastes!

Achi looked at his girl who was looking uncertain, and carefully touched his neck.

She was really frightened just now, but when she saw her girl asking who she was with red eyes, she only felt heartbroken.

These girls are so pitiful!

Noticing the maid's fearless gaze, Zhao Surui looked at her fiercely while cursing in his heart, but he didn't know that Shen Shiqing's frown and angry eyes were becoming more and more endearing.

He weighed the bead hairpin in his hand and wanted to try pricking himself to see if he could wake up, but there was still pain in his shoulder.

He pinched his shoulder and winced in pain.

But he hasn't "awakened" yet.

Suddenly, the door outside was pushed open. A handsome-looking woman, wearing the same light cyan armor as A Chi, walked in with a stern face and a sword. She looked up and saw "Shen Shiqing" waking up, with a look on her face. Suddenly joy burst out:

"Girl! You are finally awake!"

Zhao Surui raised his eyebrows. As soon as the maid came in, he smelled the smell of blood.

"Did you kill someone?"

"Ah?" Tunan was startled by his girl's words and shook his head quickly, "Girl, please don't joke with me. The doctor said you lost too much blood and was afraid of hurting your lungs. I killed a chicken and used astragalus and angelica to treat it. You're stewed."

Zhao Surui's interest was greatly reduced when he heard that he had killed a chicken instead of a human being.

He looked up and down the newly arrived maid, and found that she was tall, tall, and steady in her steps. She indeed had some skills in her body. Of course she couldn't compare with the masters of the Forbidden Army, but it was enough to make it difficult for ordinary men to get close to her, which was already considered rare. A martial maid.

The maid named "Achi" who has been guarding here is also flustered and not confused. Her words are clear and her eyes are clear when speaking. It can be seen that she is also focused on the Lord.

As a slave to the master, although Shen Shiqing has no power or power, she still has some means to control her.

However, someone who has some ability but no decisiveness and dares to fight back only after being pushed to the extreme, in Zhao Surui's view, is still a waste.

At this time, Achi walked carefully to Tunan and said softly: "The girl may have hurt her head."

Tunan's eyes widened.

Achi pointed to his head and waved his hand: "I don't even recognize him."

Tunan was shocked at first, and then became furious: "I'm going to fetch the woman in charge and ask her if she did anything to the girl!"

Achi quickly grabbed her: "The most important thing is to invite the doctor to check the girl first!"

Naturally, the little tugging and tugging between the two could not escape Zhao Surui's eyes. He tilted his head and looked at it, finding it interesting.

Compared with these two little girls, his chickens, dogs, cats, and mice are really less dedicated to protecting their master.

"You want to see those women who were detained?" Zhao Surui became interested again, "Bring them here so that I can see them too."

When the ladies of the Xie family were escorted in, they saw their usually beautiful and lantern-like second young lady sitting on the bed with her legs crossed and a bowl of hot chicken soup in her hand.

Several women who had been locked up for most of the day without food or water were kneeling on the ground, looking exhausted. One of them was wearing a green silk gown with a flat gold bracelet hanging on his wrist. At first glance, he seemed to have some dignity in front of his master.

As soon as the woman saw Shen Shiqing, she immediately shouted: "Second Young Madam, it's great that you're okay! Old slave, I really don't know why you suddenly hurt yourself. The old lady asked you to copy the scriptures and they were all in pieces." I express my love and hope that you can cultivate your mind and nature, but you have hurt the old lady’s heart by doing this!”

This mother-in-law has been thinking about this for a long time. She was ordered to guard the young lady but someone got hurt. She cannot escape the blame and has to hold the other party tightly. The injury to the second young lady is her own fault. , if the old lady loses her face, their whole family will live to the end!

After saying that, the woman knocked her head to the ground so hard that blood flowed from her nose:

"Old slave, I deserve death. Second Young Madam, you shouldn't be resentful towards me!"

The "Second Young Madam" who was sitting high on the bed didn't look at her and just drank the soup in the bowl.

She cried and howled for a long time, and the ground was filled with dust and blood. It was very lively, but no one else responded. After writhing for about a moment, the woman gradually calmed down.

The slanting light shone in from the window, and flying dust swayed lightly on the bright ground. Suddenly, there was a crisp "click" sound that startled the mother-in-law.

But it was the Second Young Madam who put down the finished bowl.

Zhao Surui, who was still worried about Shen Shiqing, drank two bowls of chicken soup and felt he had some strength. He looked at Achi, who had been sitting in front of the case.

Achi stood up quickly:

"Girl, Grandma Liu's confession has been written. She admitted that she came to Zhuangzi under the instruction of Mrs. Ning Anbo..."

Looking at the paper handed over by Achi, Zhao Surui admired in his heart. Although Shen Sanbai was not good at anything, the maids he raised were really capable of literary and martial arts. Their small regular calligraphy skills were exquisite, the fonts were neat, and they had to work hard. It cannot be written.

He waved his hand: "Let them all press their fingerprints."

Several maids quickly did as she asked. These women were all tied tightly, and they could leave prints by stretching their fingers from behind. Soon, Tunan took the "confession" filled with fingerprints. Turned back.

Zhao Surui couldn't bear to look any further: "Okay, let's deal with it."

Department, disposal?

What disposal?

A Chi looked at Tu Nan and saw the same confusion on her face: "Gu, girl, how should I deal with it?"

Zhao Surui smiled. After all, she was a little girl kept in her boudoir. She looked good but was difficult to use. If chickens, dogs, cats, and mice were here, it would be quiet in front of him now.

After taking a look at the injury on "Shen Shiqing's" shoulder, Zhao Surui said lazily:

"She said she deserved death, but you still don't know how to deal with her?"

Mrs. Liu's mouth was gagged again, her eyes were about to bleed, her mouth was moaning but it was difficult to speak.

Several slaves, including Peifeng who escorted them in, were frightened by the girl's words.

Achi quickly knelt on the ground:

"Girl! You have resentment in your heart, but they finally listened to Mrs. Xie's words..."

Halfway through her words, Achi stopped and saw her girl's eyes.

Her girl's eyes, which were always filled with resentment and sadness, had never been so cold as now.

The girl was clearly smiling, as if she was listening to her words, but those eyes told her that if she continued talking, one more person would die.

Achi was frightened.

Zhao Surui stood up holding his injured shoulder, his pale blue skirt hanging on the ground, and he glared in disgust.

"As long as I take that confession to Shuntian Mansion, Mrs. Ning Anbo will kill their whole family. Have you ever heard of skinning and pulling grass? It means peeling off human skin and making it into a drum and standing it in front of the door, so that others will not Dare to do it again. Mrs. Ning Anbo will definitely be happy to use this method on these women, and let Tunan stab them through the heart, cut their throats and bleed them, giving them pleasure, but it is a good thing."

There was silence in the main room, and the hem of the light green skirt swayed again and again. Zhao Surui walked up to Madam Liu, bent down slightly, and looked at this humble servant who had caused him pain:

"You went to see the King of Hell, don't forget to thank Madam Shen."

"Oh!" Mrs. Liu struggled violently and finally spat out the cloth stuffed in her mouth, "Second young master, madam! Don't kill me! Madam wants the second young master to divorce you and marry another Miss Feng's cousin! Old slave! Old slave, I have a seal here. Madam’s letter to Madam Feng!”

The smile on his face faded, Zhao Surui straightened up and waved his hand:

"Search it out."

Achi and the others were all smiling, but Zhao Surui was not interested. With his current status, it was not convenient for him to kill anyone, and he could only scare a few women.

He has to do such small things by himself, and no one is there to support him.

His legs moved uncomfortably, and the dignified Emperor Zhao De took a deep breath. When he was a child, he liked to read Zhiyi Zatan, but he had also heard of some strange stories about soul-transferring. If he really was soul-transplanted, Soul, then is his body dead? Or... taken over by that three-waste creature Shen Shiqing?


Chapter completed!