"Oh?" Shen Qingtang sneered, turning to look at Wang Huai'an. "Magistrate Wang, since they say I'm unlucky, then I'll report them. It's Lu Jiaojiao and her mother who are unlucky! Look, ever since they were exiled with us, nothing good has happened to them. First, Lu Jiaojiao was shot, and now Young Master Wang has had this happen to him. What else could it be but their bad luck? Maybe it's their bad luck that caused Young Master Wang's vital parts to be cut off!"
Pei Nian'an tugged at Wang Huai'an's sleeve, tilted her little face up, and said earnestly, "Grandpa Wang, don't listen to their nonsense! Auntie is a good person, she would never do anything bad! It must be Lu Jiaojiao and Lu's mother who are bad; they always talk badly about Auntie, that's why she's having such bad luck!"
Wang Huai'an looked at his son on the ground, writhing in pain and barely breathing.
Looking at the innocent-looking Shen Qingtang and the excited Lu Jiaojiao, his mind was in complete turmoil.
Seeing this, the Second Prince quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Magistrate Wang, don't be impulsive! There must be some misunderstanding. Let's take Young Master Wang back to his residence for treatment first, and then we can investigate who did it!"
He knew in his heart that without evidence, he couldn't do anything to Shen Qingtang, and the most important thing now was to keep Wang Huai'an calm and not let him ruin his big plans.
Wang Huai'an gritted his teeth and could only suppress his anger for the time being. He ordered someone to carry Wang Hu back to the mansion and ask a doctor to treat him.
Before leaving, he glared at Shen Qingtang fiercely, his eyes filled with hatred. No matter whether she did it or not, he would not let her go!
Shen Qingtang watched Wang Huai'an's departing figure, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.
Good show.
This is just the beginning.
While Wang Huai'an and the Second Prince were busy taking Wang Hu back to his residence for treatment, Shen Qingtang quietly went around to the back gate of the magistrate's mansion. After confirming that no one was around, she used her spatial abilities to break the lock and slipped inside.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, Shen Qingtang was stunned by the scene before her. Although the town was dilapidated, the magistrate's mansion was magnificent.
The main room was furnished with fine mahogany furniture, and the walls were adorned with calligraphy and paintings by famous artists. Exquisite porcelain was displayed on the table. The storeroom in the side room was filled with grain, cloth, gold and silver jewelry, and even several boxes of antique ornaments plundered from the common people.
"With so many good things, it would be a shame not to take them all." Shen Qingtang chuckled and immediately started "crazy emptying mode".
She first stuffed all the grain, cloth, gold and silver jewelry in the warehouse into her space, and then she also emptied the main room of mahogany furniture, calligraphy and paintings by famous people, and porcelain.
After moving all that, Shen Qingtang still wasn't satisfied. Seeing the smooth pebbles paving the courtyard, she casually put them all into her spatial storage. After polishing them, they could be used as decorative items.
It can be used to pave roads, so it will always be useful.
She walked around the magistrate's mansion, not even missing the half-sack of flour in the corner of the kitchen or the firewood in the woodshed, until the entire mansion was empty and she had swept away all the dust on the ground before she clapped her hands in satisfaction.
"Awesome! So awesome!" Shen Qingtang was incredibly excited. Looking at the mountain of "spoils" piled up in her space, she couldn't stop smiling. "Now we not only have food and silver, but we don't even need to buy furniture. It's perfect!"
Meanwhile, Wang Huai'an summoned the best doctor in the county to treat Wang Hu. After a careful examination, the doctor shook his head with a grave expression: "Master Wang, the young master's injuries... are too severe. His vital organs have been completely destroyed. Even if a god came, he couldn't save him."
"What?!"
Wang Huai'an felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the teacup in his hand crashed to the ground with a "crack".
He staggered back a few steps, then plopped down on the ground, tears streaming down his face. "My son! Why are you so unlucky! You are the only heir of the Wang family. If you die out, how can I face our ancestors?"
He cried his heart out, like a helpless child, his originally chubby face contorted with grief.
The second prince stood aside, feeling troubled himself, but still forced a smile and comforted him, "Magistrate Wang, please accept my condolences. It's too late to be sad now. Let's think about how to find the murderer and avenge your son."
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