Chapter 195
Chapter 195
It turned out to be the round-headed young master. His eyes were dodging everywhere at this moment. "…Well, Erlang…, last night, I was also in Qingmei Garden. Lord He invited me to Jingzhao Yin to give a confession, and only now did I get released—, don’t tell my Sanlang, or he will beat me."
Ah!
"If you were afraid of being beaten, why did you come out in the Huang family's carriage?"
Huang Dalang hesitated, "I would like to hire one, but my personal servant has fallen ill recently and cannot come, and I don't know how to -"
It turned out to be the case.
The two exchanged a few words. Seeing that Huang Dalang was really embarrassed, Qin Qingdong didn't say much. Looking back, he saw many carriages blocking the road. He couldn't help but turn around and walk in another direction.
After he left, Huang Dalang retreated back to the carriage. In the dark carriage, there lay a weak woman, her hands and feet tied, curled up inside, with a cloth stuffed in her mouth. He whispered, "Are you okay?"
The woman reluctantly raised her eyes and let out a slight whimpering sound.
Huang Dalang sighed, "I won't harm you, don't worry, I will definitely send you safely outside the city gate, and I will give you some silver when the time comes, and you can go on with your career."
At this point, he felt something was wrong. "We, the Huang family, have never done anything wrong to you. It's just that you were sent to my villa, and you promised me that I would send you out, but you forgot about my villa." The curled up woman nodded quickly, her eyes revealing a desire for life.
Huang Dalang explained everything in a low voice and began to complain to himself again.
"Who the hell is this——"
He failed to leave in the middle of the night and was taken back to Jingzhao Yin by the collar of his clothes by Lord He, who asked him about everything. Only after he found out that he was just a guest in the building did he let him go.
With no servant to watch over him, he simply went to his own villa. When passing by the Huang Mansion, he asked the doorman to harness a carriage over.
Who could have expected that just as he was about to enter the gate of the villa, the old village head ran over and almost fell flat on his face.
"Master, you are here, go and see what to do."
When he heard that something was wrong, he quickly pointed at the driver and said, "Turn around and go back home."
The old man rushed over and grabbed the reins, "Young Master, you can't leave, or I will go to the mansion and tell the old lady."
By the way, he howled in the other garden, and the old man's wife, son and daughter-in-law all ran out and blocked the carriage. Huang Dalang saw it and got angry, "You old man, why are you blocking my carriage? Just pretend you didn't see me!"
The old man stuck his neck out and said, "Young Master, please come in quickly! If you are late, something bad will happen!"
At this point, Huang Dalang could not afford to hide away. He took one step forward and three steps back, whining, "Just call the second and third brothers, why are you calling me? I don't care about these trivial matters." The old village head and his son urged him on both sides, "You must not do this. This concerns the life and death of the Huang family!"
When Huang Dalang heard this, he could no longer move. His face turned pale with fear and his body went limp.
"This is a matter of life and death, and it's a serious matter. Hurry up and call Sanlang to handle it. I don't know how to do it."
He turned around and wanted to run, but he was no match for the old village head and his son who were used to doing rough work. He was round-headed and round-headed, and his full name was Huangzhou. He looked to be in his twenties, but he was actually in his thirties. He didn't care about things on weekdays. In other families, no matter how big or small the family was, the eldest son would definitely be the head of the family, but the Huang family was an exception.
Huangzhou was lazy by nature and was a notorious person who didn't care about anything.
He doesn't care about things at home, things outside the home, big things, or small things.
"The eldest, second and third sons went out in the middle of the night and never returned."
The old village head called his youngest son to look for it, but after running to several places he still couldn't find it. Fortunately the eldest son came over by car.
No matter how unwilling Huangzhou was, he had to be half-dragged and half-pulled to the second courtyard. "What's the matter?" He was a little fat and walked out of breath. The old village head said nothing. After entering the Chuihua Gate, he told his son to lock it.
"What? Murder and robbery?"
So careful!
Unexpectedly, when he made a joke, the old village head's face changed drastically, "Master, I don't know where this wild girl came from, but she died in our pond!"
"what?"
Huang Zhou was horrified, "Dead? Really dead?" He paused again, "No, no, no, hurry up and report to the police!"
The old man stopped immediately and said, "Absolutely not."
"Why don't you report to the police when someone's dead? I'm afraid you're going to hurt people!"
The old village head wanted to cry but had no tears. "Young Master, last night many guests came to the restaurant next door. Some of them were rich people from my hometown, Mozhou, and they are related to our family. The second and third young masters had a drink with them last night and came back in the evening. Then in the middle of the night, an old man there seemed to be suffering from an acute illness, so the third young master went to help call a doctor."
Huang Zhou was puzzled, "What does this have to do with this corpse?"
The old man didn't know what to say, and after a while his son whispered, "The two gentlemen were drunk, and when they were sent back, this girl was also with them."
"What!?"
Huangzhou did not waste time at this moment. He quickly shook off the old village head's grip and walked towards the pond. The old village head's daughter was guarding nearby, looking a little scared. When she saw them coming, she quickly got up.
"Eldest Young Master..."
"How long have you been dead?"
The old village head's daughter wiped her tears and said, "The body is still warm."
"Last night...did you stay at Erlang's or Sanlang's place?"
The old village leaders all shook their heads.
"...We live in the outer courtyard and dare not meddle in other people's business. The young masters in the other courtyard come and go and all stay in the guest rooms. Besides, the second and third young masters went out in the middle of the night..." Unexpectedly, the woman woke up at noon today, put on her clothes, ran to the pond and jumped in. When the old farmhand came in to see, she was floating in the pond.
Huangzhou: ...This is fatal!
Report to the official?
That's definitely not possible. Sanlang still has to take part in the imperial examination this year. How can he deal with it at this time? It's not related to him, but if Jingzhao Yin investigates it, it will definitely delay Sanlang's imperial examination...
Huangzhou still has some brains, he is neither right nor wrong.
Looking at the female corpse lying on the ground, her black hair had been scattered by the water and covered her face.
Huangzhou shuddered when he saw this. The old woman in the old village quickly found her daughter-in-law's scarf and covered the face of the female corpse with it.
"What should I do?"
The master and his servants conspired to bury him on the spot - no way! Reporting to the police - no way!
What to do? The only thing left is to dump the body!
"My Lord, Langyun Mountain is about ten miles away. It is deep in the mountains and densely forested. If we dig deeper and bury it, even the emperor can't find it."
"Really can't find it?"
"It is definitely impossible to find it. Since the death of our master, our family has relied on several young masters to support the family. If the third young master has any mishap in this imperial examination——"
Huangzhou shuddered all over and made a foolish decision, "Then just throw the body away!" So a servant drove Huangzhou and the woman's body to the deep mountains and old forests, and the old village head and his son followed in a ox cart to bury them.
But the horse-drawn carriage ran faster than the ox-drawn cart, and soon the old man and his son were left far behind.
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