Chapter 43

Zhi Shao saw Wang Shanbao's wife coming again, frowned, didn't want to pay attention to her, and just organized the Xuan paper written by Jia Cong.

Since Jia Cong had an accident, her heart had withered for the most part, and she was just suffering and waiting for him to return, usually just finding things to do in the room to pass the time.

In the past, she would deal with Wang Shanbao's wife for two sentences, because many things in the East Road Courtyard were in the hands of this old woman, and she didn't want the Cong Sanye to suffer, so she had to get along with her on the surface.

But Jia Cong had an accident and hadn't returned for a long time, which washed away all the scruples in Zhi Shao's heart, and she didn't have the agility of the past.

Seeing her like this, Wang Shanbao's wife's anger was ignited.

Plus, she had just been scolded by the Eldest Master, and half of her old face had been revealed. She made up her mind to do a scene today, and she had to make this cheap maid submit to her.

"The Eldest Master has spoken, let you pack up and go to the upper room to work today. Don't toss in this room anymore, it will be empty anyway."

Zhi Shao was shocked in her heart. To transfer a maid, the Eldest Master had to speak in person. It was nothing more than the matter Lady Xing said last time. There was actually such a father in the world.

Her own son's life or death was unknown, and he was thinking about the maid in his son's room. She felt extremely disgusted in her heart. The Cong Sanye was gone, and she couldn't stay in this place for a moment.

Wang Shanbao's wife saw that Zhi Shao was still stunned, and said to the two old women she brought: "You help her organize, take the person away early, and finish one thing."

Rushing into the room, she saw Zhi Shao standing there pale and soulless, while Wang Shanbao's wife was lying on the ground full of blood, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

The two old women were scared silly by the scene in front of them, looking at this maid who was usually pretty and well-behaved, but now she was as terrible as a ghost.

Because she was topped by Zhi Shao, Wang Shanbao's wife was also stimulated. In the past, Jia Cong was still there, and there was some scale. Because she knew Jia Cong had been rewarded by the Second Master recently.

"You dead girl is confused, is it because you saw your short-lived master looking like her lowly mother, and moved your spring heart, wanting to be a concubine in the future? I advise you to die of this heart early."

Now that the person was gone, what else did she have to worry about? The two old women she brought were her confidants, so she didn't have any scruples when speaking, as long as she scared this cheap maid.

Jia Cong had an accident, and she had been suffering for so many days, and she was already on the verge of collapse, and it was as if something in her heart had been broken.

Zhi Shao was so angry that her voice trembled, and her pretty eyes reflected unprecedented anger: "Shut up, you are not allowed to curse the Cong Sanye like this!"

Wang Shanbao's wife was speaking viciously, when suddenly she heard Zhi Shao scream miserably, which startled her.

Zhi Shao heard this, her face turned white, and her whole body trembled like a sieve.

Before she could react, Zhi Shao had already pushed her with a cry, and her strength was surprisingly great. Wang Shanbao's wife took a few steps back and didn't stop, hitting the sharp corner of the desk with her head.

Wang Shanbao's wife saw that she dared to talk back, and her arrogance became more and more rampant, stepping forward step by step, her fingers almost poking into Zhi Shao's face.

The two old women standing at the door only heard Zhi Shao's miserable scream, and then heard a muffled thud.

Zhi Shao took a few steps back: "I can't go. I'm waiting for the Cong Sanye to return. He still needs someone to serve when he comes."

This desk was picked up by Zhi Shao and Jia Cong from the miscellaneous room. The corners of the desk were broken and had many uneven wood stubs. Wang Shanbao's wife just hit it.

Don't say he is dead, even if he is not dead, this kind of prostitute-born crooked goods, in this big mansion, is the life of suffering and being cheap, it is better to die early and be liberated...

"I curse him, so what? It's a dead ghost anyway. The Eldest Lady has already prepared for him, and Lian Er Ye has sent a servant to the coffin shop to pick a board for him..."

Wang Shanbao's wife pulled her old face and shouted with spit flying: "Stop your mother's spring and autumn dreams. It's been a few days, and not even a ghost shadow can be seen. Your unlucky master can't come back!"

They watched Zhi Shao rush out of the room in a soulless manner, and didn't dare to reach out to pull her at all.

"Not good, murder...!"

The terrified scream sounded in the Lin Ku Courtyard. The two old women didn't dare to touch Wang Shanbao's wife, who was full of blood, and ran to report to Jia She and Lady Xing in a stumble.

Jia She got the news, didn't care about Wang Shanbao's wife's life or death, and just ordered the servants and old women to chase and catch Zhi Shao back.

For a time, the East Road Courtyard was jumping, people were running around, and the lamp shadows were shaking.

Guo Zhigui was driving the carriage past the black oil gate of the East Courtyard, and saw a graceful figure rushing out of the gate and disappearing into a piece of darkness, looking quite familiar.

Before long, he saw many servants and old women pouring out of the black oil gate, each holding a lantern, and some holding ropes, rushing to chase the figure.

Guo Zhigui grabbed a servant he knew and asked: "What's going on, and what's the trouble again?"

"Zhi Shao in Cong Sanye Cong's room killed Wang Shanbao's wife, and the person ran away. The Eldest Master told us to catch her back."

Guo Zhigui was stunned. How could Zhi Shao, who was usually pretty and well-behaved, kill someone? No, I have to follow and see.

Zhi Shao ran in a daze, not knowing where she was going, only hearing the rolling water sound in front, which was the Liuyang River that crossed the East City of the Love Shenjing.

This river was wide, with turbulent currents, connected to the Grand Canal to the south, and the eastern tributary was said to be able to flow into the sea, which was an important waterway for the Love Shenjing to communicate with the outside.

A rainbow-like stone bridge spanned the river. This Luoxia Bridge was the longest stone arch bridge in the Love Shenjing.

Zhi Shao stumbled and ran along the bridge steps, and a group of servants and old women from the East Road Courtyard also chased to the bottom of the bridge.

The light of seven or eight gas-killing wind lanterns flickered, like a piece of ghost fire urging life.

Guo Zhigui watched Zhi Shao run to the center of the bridge and stop, standing there blankly looking at the rolling river and mountains under the bridge. The night wind blew her clothes and skirt, making them look like they were about to fly.

Guo Zhigui suddenly felt that something was wrong. Those servants and old women rushed to the bridge in a hurry. If they didn't catch the person back, the Eldest Master didn't know how to give them a hanging punishment.

Zhi Shao looked at the figures rushing over under the bridge, and a piece of messy flickering lanterns, only feeling a burst of dizziness in her brain.

"Don't say he is dead, even if he is not dead, this kind of prostitute-born crooked goods, in this big mansion, is the life of suffering and being cheap, it is better to die early and be liberated..."

"... It's a dead ghost anyway. The Eldest Lady has already prepared for him... sent a servant to the coffin shop to pick a board for him..."

Those vicious words of Wang Shanbao's wife echoed in her ears.

She smiled miserably: The Cong Sanye is gone, why should I stay in that courtyard to be humiliated!

Guo Zhigui watched Zhi Shao lift her feet over the bridge railing, and then her figure fell into the river like a meteor.

By the time he rushed to the center of the bridge, he shouted loudly towards the bottom of the bridge, but what was the use?

The lanterns of those servants and old women shone together under the bridge, only to see a cloud-like hair floating on the water, and a dark current rolled over, and it disappeared without a trace.

A group of people searched around the river like headless flies, but they happened to encounter the time of the tide, and the water of the Liuyang River was more turbulent than other times. Where could they find it?

The news spread back to the East Road Courtyard, and Jia She and Lady Xing were both panicked.

Originally, the death of a maid didn't count for anything, but this maid was really forced to death. The Old Lady always wanted face and valued the family style. If it reached her ears, it would be terrible.

The couple closed the mouths of the people in the courtyard tightly, and sent the steward and servants to search downstream overnight. They were busy until the sky was slightly bright, but there was still no result.

(End of chapter)