Chapter 100 You just can't serve as an official in the court
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The twelfth day of the Ramadan.
Heavy snow.
Suitable for coming-of-age ceremonies, sacrifices, burials, and travel.
Taboos for opening a business, getting married, and erecting a monument.
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Another murder.
At the same time, a guard behind the old lady moved.
At the same time, Qin Luoxia's hand moved.
She threw the small bamboo chopsticks prepared for Mianmian, and they happened to hit the guard's neck.
The guard took just one step forward, and there was an extra pair of chopsticks on his neck.
He lowered his head in horror, a little confused.
No one else reacted.
Then they saw a guard from the Jiang Mansion fall backwards.
Young Master Zi's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at the woman holding Jiang Xiaogui.
Then he looked back at the black tower with some disgust.
Heita's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he looked a little adorably confused.
Jiang Changtian's sword pierced Yao Gu's body, and he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that she was not a demon, and she seemed to be able to kill.
The corners of his eyes became redder, and his appearance became more evil, because blood had just splashed on his face.
"I am talking to Madam Jiang, is it your turn as a lowly servant to speak? What do you want me to admit? Madam Jiang, do you remember how you talked to me, an unfilial and unfraternal person? You said I was unfilial and unfraternal, and I was in fear day and night because I didn't know what was unfilial and unfraternal, and I was worried that I couldn't meet your expectations. Does it count if I killed your favorite lowly servant today?"
Madam Jiang's face was pale, and she stretched out her snow-white fingers, "You, you, you..."
"Ayao, Ayao!"
Madam Jiang was really panicked.
She stretched out her hand to help Ayao, but she was afraid of touching blood, so she retracted it.
She and Ayao had been together for decades, and she had never left Ayao.
Madam Jiang really shed tears.
She yelled nervously: "Beast, beast, I should have killed you back then."
Jiang Huaisheng didn't know how this could happen. His brother, who had always been cowardly, actually dared to raise the sword.
Did he kill Yao Gu?
Yao Gu had watched him grow up since he was a child, and he also treated Yao Gu as an elder.
Jiang Huaisheng didn't dare to move at this moment, for he was worried about irritating his brother.
Jiang Changtian held the sword steadily and said: "Madam Jiang, don't you hold this bitch's hand every day and say that you two are like sisters? She's not dead yet, and you can still save her. Now tell me, who am I?"
Yao Gu looked at the sword on her chest in disbelief. It hurt a lot, she didn't know it would hurt so much.
She couldn't move, she didn't dare to struggle, she just looked at the sword on her chest in disbelief.
She knew she was going to die.
She said, "Madam, don't say it. Ah Yao will accompany you in the next life."
Yao Gu took a step forward.
Jiang Changtian was slightly stunned.
He actually saw mockery and relief in the eyes of this bitch.
Old Madam Jiang was crazy.
"Ah Yao, Ah Yao, don't die, you will be fine, beast, you beast, I tell you, I don't owe you, I don't owe you, your mother didn't want you, wanted to kill you, I saved you, I saved you beast."
A group of people cried.
Sure enough, they are not biological children, and there are other inside stories. How could a biological child be willing to treat her like this.
Jiang Changtian didn't laugh this time.
He pulled the sword out of Yao Gu with an expressionless face, very smooth.
The long sword was dripping with blood, and Yao Gu fell backwards.
She squinted, her body was bleeding and twitching.
But he did not stop.
Jiang Changtian pointed the sword at Madam Jiang's fair neck.
"Then can Madam Jiang tell me who my mother is?"
Madam Jiang trembled, but closed her eyes at this moment: "Just kill me."
Yao Gu's blood dripped on Madam Jiang's neck, a little wet, even warm, but the tip of the sword was cold.
The old lady closed her eyes in horror and tears flowed, but even so, she did not speak.
Jiang Changtian's heart ached.
He always thought she was his mother, and he always thought he was not good enough.
"Husband."
Qin Luoxia's voice rang out.
Although she hated the old hag, she couldn't let her husband do it. Her husband was soft-hearted. Her husband was a very good person. He was willing to lend a hand to anyone who was having a hard time. If her husband did it, she would be restless day and night.
She could do it. She was not afraid. She was hard-hearted. One night, she could sneak in and kill the old hag with one knife.
"Dad." Jiang Mianmian's coquettish voice also rang out.
"Dad." Jiang Feng and Jiang Yu both shouted.
Killing a maid at this time, although it was also murder, might not be a big deal.
But if Madam Jiang was really killed, the rebels would have trouble getting away with it. After all, rebels must be filial.
This is the rule of the world.
Jiang Changtian regained his senses a little.
But he did not take back the sword. He said, "Mother, I have called you mother all my life. And you said you are not my mother. If you are not my mother, why did you take me in? Why did you abuse me? Mother, don't you have a heart? I called you like this every day. When you agreed, didn't it hurt?"
Old Madam Jiang did not respond, but just closed her eyes.
"I won't kill you. Killing you is just what you want. I want you to live, to live longer than your descendants. I want you to watch them kneel down and beg for mercy, watch them fall into the mud, watch them fall into the abyss, watch them die miserably one by one. Madam Jiang, you must live, you must live, live a long, long time. You know how to maintain your health, you are very particular about your three meals a day, you have a long-lived body, you will definitely live a very, very long time! You must live."
When Madam Jiang heard this, she felt the sword leave her neck, but she was relieved. He was just bluffing, she knew, she understood him, how could she not understand the child she raised.
Then there was a sound of puffing.
Jiang Changtian's sword cut Jiang Huaisheng's face: "Brother, you always say that I just can't take the imperial examination. You have a wound on your face, and you just can't serve as an official in the court. Why don't we rebel together?"
Yao Gu, who was lying on the ground, widened her eyes and left.
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