In the Tang Mansion Massacre, the final verdict given by the government was that the Tang couple killed each other because of hatred caused by love.
As for the maids and servants, they followed their masters to kill each other, which eventually led to the tragic deaths of the entire family.
But everyone knows that the affairs of the Tang Mansion are not simple.
"Fubao, how did the Tang family die?"
Gu Jinding also went to watch the excitement and found that what the government was investigating was indeed the truth that people could see.
But didn't General Tang love Madam Tang very much? How could he kill Madam Tang?
Fubao ate his second meal of goat milk in the morning, burped slightly, and his little face was full of satisfaction.
“Well, that’s what the investigation said.
Their sins were grave, and living in a courtyard filled with ghosts, they naturally became infected with evil spirits over time. It was those evil spirits that devoured their sanity, teaching them the lesson they deserved.
"Fubao, are you saying that they lost their minds and attacked each other?"
Gu Jinding widened his eyes. Ghosts were so scary. He must avoid ghosts in the future.
"That's right!"
Fubao nodded and found a comfortable position in his third brother's arms to catch up on his sleep.
At the Third Prince's Mansion, upon hearing about the Tang family tragedy, the Third Prince, who was lying on the chaise longue, had a slightly cold expression.
"Dead? He got off easy."
General Tang’s current position is not entirely due to his strength.
However, the Tang family and the Rong'an Marquisate are relatives, so it is not easy to take direct action.
"The little girl helped me a lot."
"Butler, do you think I should give the little girl a gift to express my gratitude? What should I give her?"
The butler's eyes twitched. He hadn't even answered yet, but the prince asked what gift to give. How impatient must he be?
"I heard that Fuxing likes gold."
But thinking about the fact that the prince had already given 100,000 taels of gold last time, if he gave a few more times, the Third Prince would be emptied out.
The Third Prince frowned. "This preference is simple and crude, but it makes me seem a little incompetent."
Although he was the Third Prince, he did not have mountains of gold and silver, so giving out 100,000 taels every time was still not enough.
"How about we put in some effort and make the toy out of gold? That way we can save some money and still win the favor of the lucky star?"
The Third Prince's eyes lit up: "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. Get it done for me as soon as possible."
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The Tang family was wiped out, but there was no response from the palace.
At the Rong'an Marquis's Mansion, the wife of the Rong'an Marquis was extremely sad and angry.
"My son-in-law was a general who had made countless military achievements. Now he has died tragically, and the royal family has not expressed any opinion at all. This is a disregard for my son-in-law and the Rong'an Marquisate!"
"My dear, that lucky star must have used some magic to confuse the Crown Prince and the Emperor..."
Marquis Rong'an frowned. He had also heard many rumors about the cause of death of his son-in-law and daughter.
He even asked the servants who had escaped from the Tang Mansion, and they all said that this matter had nothing to do with Fubao and that everything was the law of nature.
As for the fact that there was no response from the palace, he had some vague guesses in his mind.
"Ma'am, stop making trouble."
Now that the Tang family has been wiped out, his Rong'an Marquis Mansion must not be affected.
Mrs. Tang is his daughter, but how can a married daughter compare to his sons?
"Why did I make such a fuss? If Fu Bao had been willing to save my daughter and son-in-law, how could they have died so miserably?"
“She was able to save the son of Grand Tutor Fang, the daughter of Minister Zhou, and even the terminally ill Third Prince. Why didn’t she save my daughter and son-in-law?
She clearly did this on purpose, deliberately wanting me to lose my daughter and son-in-law, deliberately wanting to rip my heart out!"
The three sons and daughters-in-law of the Rong'an Marquis' Mansion all heard something was wrong. Fubao was just hopeless, so how could it be considered intentional?
But they found out that the reason they didn't save people was because their aunt had committed a heinous crime of murder that was condemned by both humans and gods.
"Mom, don't talk nonsense!"
The eldest son stopped him coldly: "If you can't control your mouth, you'd better stay at home and don't go out in the future."
He also found out from the servants whether Fubao had warned his mother.
If mother insists on saving sister, not only mother herself, but also their entire Rong'an Marquis Mansion will be implicated.
This is a fierce ghost seeking death. The mother is not afraid, but they are.
Although the other two sons did not say anything, they meant the same thing.
"You, how could you treat me like this? I'm your biological mother? You're being disobedient!"
Bang!
Marquis Rong'an threw the cup in his hand and looked at his wife with a gloomy face.
"If you treat them as your own sons, then don't get involved in the affairs of the Tang Mansion anymore."
The Tang family was wiped out, so many masters were unable to do anything about it, and Fubao also refused to do anything. Doesn't this explain the problem?
The wife of the Marquis of Rong'an regained some clarity of mind. Yes, she could not ignore the Marquis of Rong'an's Mansion.
But soon, the clarity in her mind was covered up and she became angry again.
"You, you are truly heartless and ungrateful!"
Seeing that she was stubborn and refused to change her ways, Marquis Rong'an was too lazy to say anything to her anymore and ordered her to be locked up in her yard and not allowed to come out.
Before the events of the Tang Mansion had faded, the capital welcomed the Ghost Festival.
During the Ghost Festival, ghosts are rampant and no one dares to go out. Only monks pray in the temple for the well-being of Nanzhao.
Rich families would also invite monks to their homes to pray.
Families who cannot afford to hire a high monk will place some cakes for worship at the door and burn some paper money, asking passing ghosts to take them and not to come in and disturb them.
Everyone was already a little afraid of the Ghost Festival, and now with the Tang family being wiped out, they are even more cautious.
Wang Yanran also invited a high monk to the Imperial Master's Mansion to pray.
As night falls, the shadows of the trees sway and the wind blows in waves, becoming cooler and cooler.
In the Buddhist hall, there were sounds of monks beating wooden fish and chanting scriptures in a loud voice.
But the Imperial Master's Mansion did not seem to become peaceful because of this. Instead, waves of sounds from ghosts were heard one after another.
"Oh my god, there's a ghost!"
Gu Jinding's face was filled with fear as he rushed into the house quickly.
A group of ghosts followed him. They did not dare to follow him into the house. They just stood crowded together at the door, staring and waiting for Gu Jinding to come out.
"Why are you so flustered? Where did the ghost come from? There are monks chanting at home, so there won't be any ghosts. Don't scare yourself."
Wang Yanran glanced outside the house and saw nothing, so she comforted her son helplessly.
"No, no, mother, it's true, there are really ghosts, lots and lots of them, woo woo woo, they are chasing me all the time."
On the small bed, Fubao blinked his eyes, and when he saw the ghosts at the door staring eagerly at the house, a smile appeared on his little face.
"Don't be afraid, Third Brother. They are here to thank you for saving them. They are good ghosts and are not here to kill you."
Gu Jinding was stunned: "Thank, thank me?"
What did he have to be thanked by so many people? Why didn't he even know it?
"Fubao doesn't know why they are thanking Third Brother, but Third Brother can ask them in person."
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