The daily life of a concubine's daughter

Chapter 383 The whole world owes him a leg

Shi Mingwei could only say that it was an accidental death, not murder.

Otherwise, the Dali Temple and Jingzhao Prefecture would not only investigate Shi Mingwei's death, but also investigate the Shi family thoroughly. Then the Shi family would be really finished.

"How could it be an accident? How could it be an accident!" The Duke of Zhenguo had been immersed in the court for many years and figured out the key to the matter in an instant. His eyes turned red with anger. He pushed Shi Mingzhen away, took the knife from the wall, and ran barefoot to the Chanma Pavilion.

It must have been done by that beast Shi Mingkui!

He took the knife for the waiter. In the whole house, he was the one with the greatest motive!

"Uncle, uncle!"

Shi Mingzhen hurriedly chased after him.

The Duke of Zhenguo kicked open the gate of the Canmao Pavilion, broke into the bedroom, pointed a knife at Shi Mingkui who was lying on the bed, and asked viciously: "Shi Mingkui, tell me, was Mingwei's death caused by you?"

Shi Mingkui sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, shook his head and said in surprise: "Uncle, it wasn't me. My second brother and I have a deep brotherly love, how could I kill him?"

"If it's not you, then who else could it be? I'll kill you to pay for my son's life!"

The Duke of Zhenguo was filled with rage and grief, and he picked up his knife and slashed at Shi Mingkui.

Shi Mingkui has been practicing martial arts for many years and has been sitting in a wheelchair recently, but his arms and legs are fine and he is very agile. He jumped off the bed and dodged the Duke of Zhenguo's knife.

He recognized that this knife was the one he had used to accompany the Duke of Zhenguo in battle to kill the enemy more than ten years ago. The blade was so sharp that it could cut through iron like mud. He suddenly became completely sober, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Uncle, calm down!"

Over the past few months, he had encountered a series of setbacks in the court, his wife and children had suffered misfortunes at home, and his second son had died in front of him. The Duke of Zhenguo was on the verge of collapse, and would not listen to Shi Mingkui's words. He was determined to kill him to avenge his son and vent his anger.

Shi Mingkui dodged left and right, shouting for help.

But there were only a few boys around ten years old in his Chanzuo Hall, who were no match for the furious Duke Zhenguo.

Fortunately, Shi Mingzhen arrived in time, and the two brothers worked together to subdue him and take his knife.

The Duke of Zhenguo was pressed into a chair, feeling deeply that his youth was passing and he was no longer able to do anything.

Ten years ago, the two of them would have been no match for him.

"Shi Mingkui..."

He just shouted angrily, Shi Mingzhen hurriedly whispered: "Uncle, calm down! It's not too late to investigate the death of the second brother later. The most urgent task is to find Zhuzhu!"

The Duke of Zhenguo then remembered that his daughter had set a fire that nearly burned down the Prince Cheng's Palace, and now he didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

He glared at Shi Mingkui angrily: "Just wait, if I find evidence that you killed Mingwei, I will never let you go!"

Shi Mingkui wiped the sweat off his face and said helplessly, "Uncle, it really wasn't me."

The Duke of Zhenguo struggled twice and then fainted again.

The two brothers hurriedly sent him back to Tangdi Courtyard to lie down and asked a doctor to see him.

Shi Mingkui stood outside the screen and told the servant, "Push my wheelchair over here."

The servant agreed and silently complained: Now that the Fourth Master has lost his third leg, it seems like he has lost his first two legs as well.

The person who was jumping up and down just now was more agile than the Third Master.

Shi Mingzhen held his forehead, not wanting to argue with this troublesome brother, and said with a headache: "Today is the day when Shi Yao returns home, I wonder if she will come back."

Shi Mingkui said nothing.

After the imperial decree granting the marriage came down, he no longer took Shi Yao seriously.

No matter whether she came back home or not, he just wanted to kill Lao Ba as well.

Shi Mingzhen was worried: "The palace ordered to seal off the city for three days. Now people can't go out. I don't know if I can catch up with Zhuzhu in three days."

This time, Shi Mingkui spoke up: "You also think Zhuzhu is not dead?"

Shi Mingzhen felt a heavy burden on his shoulders. Among the grandchildren living in Beijing, he was the oldest and had no interest in taking charge, but he still had to shoulder the responsibility.

"She is protected by my uncle's men, and I guess there are also the Fifth Prince's men. It is very likely that she is not dead, eh.

In the past, there were many girls who were well-behaved, gentle, kind, smart, dignified and gentle. All the noble ladies in the capital regarded her as the model of a lady from a noble family.

I never expected that she would set a fire, let alone fake her death and deceive her husband to go to another man.

I don’t know what she was thinking. I don’t know if she had considered before doing these things that if she was caught, it would be a crime of deceiving the emperor. Would the Shi family be implicated by her? "

Shi Mingkui sneered, "When she was plotting with us to harm Shi Yao and the Fourth Prince, why didn't you doubt her kindness, intelligence, and elegance? At that time, you didn't think about whether the Emperor would vent his anger on the Shi family because of the Fourth Prince, did you?"

Shi Mingzhen's breath got stuck in his throat.

It sounded as if Shi Mingkui had considered the consequences at that time.

For some reason, ever since Tao Ziyi left resolutely, he was seriously injured and lying on the sickbed. He thought less and less about Zhuzhu, and instead, memories of his wife kept appearing in his mind.

Since then, he seemed to be... as if there was something missing from Zhuzhu.

In his eyes, Zhuzhu is no longer the pure and innocent sister she used to be.

Her stupidity and cruelty gradually unveiled the hazy veil.

After discovering her true face, he didn't hate Shi Yao as much anymore and never had the intention to kill her again.

"Well, come to think of it, Shi Yao is also quite pitiful. She was expelled back to Jinling at such a young age..."

Speaking of the word "pitiable", Shi Mingzhen opened up his mouth. Shi Yao was pitiful, Shi Mingwu was pitiful, Shi Mingwei was pitiful, he and Lao Wu were pitiful, Shi Mingmo was pitiful...

Endless.

At the end of the story, she couldn't help but shed tears: "What kind of evil spirit has befallen our family? Grandpa and grandma are so pitiful. I heard from the doctor that they had been hiding their illness for the whole time, and they had suffered such a great shock, my grandfather's body has been hollowed out, and he was just holding on..."

How come the third brother became such a chatterbox after his serious illness? Shi Mingkui didn't want to listen to his nagging.

Now, in his eyes, he is the most pitiful person in the world, and the whole world owes him a leg.

Shi Mingying, Shi Mingchen, Shen and Rong stayed in Ganlu Hall to take care of the old Duke and the Lady Dowager.

He waited until noon, and when he saw that Shi Yao had not returned, he realized that her return home had been postponed due to the city lockdown.

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At Xie's house, Shi Yao tried to go out but was stopped by soldiers patrolling the street.

There was no other way but to postpone returning home and not even send any message to the Shi family.

When she had some free time, she opened the warehouse and checked her dowry.

She had seen the dowry list and most of the actual items, but she didn't feel much at the time, until the wedding day when she passed by Lin Zhiwu's sedan chair. She secretly looked out through the translucent curtain and saw the sedan chair at the front, followed by loads of dowry, and finally ending with a black lacquered coffin with red flowers. Only then did she realize how shocking it was.

Her dowry was no worse than Lin Zhiwu's, and the silver in her chest might even be more than Lin Zhiwu's. After all, the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was wealthy, and the powerless Nan'an Earl's Mansion could never compare to them.

Shi Yao looked at the storeroom filled with gold, silver, jewelry, daily utensils, and a black coffin covered with red silk in the corner. She did not feel the satisfaction she had imagined before getting married, but instead felt a bitter feeling in her heart.

These were all prepared for her by the old lady.

The dowry included all her food, clothing, housing and transportation for the rest of her life, and even the coffin for her funeral after her death.

It took more than ten years to prepare, and the old lady's dedication can be seen from the exquisiteness of the work.

Since she was sincere, why were the endings of "Shi Yao" so tragic in the first and second lives?

This is also the reason why she never dared to put her heart into the Shi family, and why she did not dare to trust the old lady.

After checking the dowry, Shi Yao sat in front of the window, holding her chin in her hand and thinking. After a while, she couldn't help but sigh.

I can't figure it out, I can only say that human hearts are complicated and the world is ever-changing.

I hope that after hearing the news of Shi Mingzhu’s disappearance or death, the old man and woman can survive this.

The Duke of Zhenguo should be anxious to get Shi Mingzhu back at this time, hide his daughter, and never return to Beijing or show up again, so as to turn the fake death into a real death. He should not have time to think about how to destroy the Xie family and kill her, right?

Xie Jibai pushed aside the beaded curtain and came in, smiling, "Are you bored, madam? How about we go make some wine?"

Shi Yao raised her eyes and said with a smile, "You can draw and brew wine? Is there anything you can't do?"