Chapter 90: Set Up 3 Everything is too coincidental, she shouldn't die...
Zhang Qianer thought she was seeing things and hurriedly called Dong Ye over: "Look at that person..."
Dong Ye looked in the direction she pointed and was also stunned: "Xie family...Young Madam?"
At the end, he still felt it was incredible: "How could that young lady appear in this desolate mountain? Besides, her outfit... doesn't seem like it?"
The woman was wearing only a coarse cloth dress and a wooden hairpin in her hair. She looked very different from the noble young lady of the Xie family.
Zhang Qian'er whispered, "Help me over."
Dong Ye followed the order and helped Zhang Qian'er out of the house and walked up to the woman.
The woman looked almost exactly like Li Shuli, but upon closer inspection, there were many differences, such as her expression and some inherent charm.
Zhang Qianer asked, "Who are you?"
The woman looked at her and asked, "Who are you?"
Her voice was slightly rougher than Li Shuli's, and her eyes were aloof and cold, completely different from Li Shuli's pretentious style.
Zhang Qianer was sure that she was not the young lady of the Xie family.
Zhang Qianer replied, "I'm a passerby staying here."
The woman looked her up and down, sneerin', "That's easy for you to say. You're getting free food and lodging, and you're covered in wounds. Only my godparents would be so kind."
Zhang Qian'er choked up and asked, "Are you this family's goddaughter?"
The woman snorted coldly, "Does this have anything to do with you?"
Zhang Qian'er simply asked, "Do you know Li Shuli?"
She always felt that it was a little strange that the two looked so similar.
When she heard the words "Li Shuli", the woman's eyelashes fluttered and she was silent for a moment.
After a moment, he smiled, a strange smile.
She replied, "I don't know her." Then she asked, "Who is Li Shuli?"
Zhang Qianer replied, "Li Shuli is the daughter of Li Tai'an, the Chief Clerk of the Central Prefecture, the wife of Xie Wuhen, the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, and my sister-in-law. She looks exactly like you."
Just a few words contained so much information. The woman lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time.
Then he pretended to be casual and said, "And then?"
"And then..." Zhang Qian'er gritted her teeth. "She caused my husband to contract tuberculosis and die early. She also caused me to become disgraced and be kicked out of the Li family, until now I have nowhere to go."
The woman chuckled when she heard this: "So you are just a straw bag."
The word "fool" gave Zhang Qianer a flash of inspiration.
She remembered that Li Jianye had scolded her like this before. It was when they first met in the Wuyou Teahouse. Li Jianye said that she "had the heart of a thief but not the courage to be a thief, and was a fool."
Thinking of Li Jianye, she suddenly thought of that night of sex. Li Jianye had admitted to incest with his own sister, and also said that the young lady of the Xie family was a fake, a fake Li Shuli.
She didn't pay attention to what he said at the time, she was only concerned with denouncing him for incest.
But at this moment she suddenly realized that everything had a traceable basis, and what he said might be true.
Zhang Qian'er's thoughts were churning and her chest was pounding wildly. She couldn't tell whether it was excitement or pain.
She looked at the woman in front of her, sized her up from head to toe, and asked in a deep voice, "You are the real Li Shuli, right?"
Just as she finished speaking, Aunt Liang came down the steps in front of the house and said with a pleasant face: "We don't care about Li Shuli or Zhang Shuli. We only know that she is our daughter Liang Meng."
Then he called out again, "Mengmeng, Daddy caught a rabbit for you this morning. Go and take a look."
Liang Meng said, "Okay, godmother." Then she glanced at Zhang Qianer meaningfully, turned around and walked into the house.
Zhang Qianer looked at her departing back and still wanted to catch up with her to ask a few questions.
Aunt Liang hurriedly pulled her back and waved her hand: "Miss, please stay away from my daughter."
Zhang Qian'er was puzzled: "Why?"
Aunt Liang lowered her voice and said, "To be honest, my daughter was a passerby that my old man and I rescued a few months ago. It really took a lot of effort to save her. Although her injuries have healed, she's not very flexible here."
She pointed to her head and said, "I advise you to stay away from her, lest you be provoked by her unintentional words, or perhaps you unintentionally provoked her."
"Auntie means...she's stupid?"
"I'm not stupid, I just have amnesia. I can't remember anything from the past, so my words are a little incoherent. I hope you don't mind, young lady."
Zhang Qian'er was nervous, but she became more and more confident in her intuition.
Perhaps it was because the real Li Shuli had lost her memory and was tied up in this desolate wilderness that the fake Li Shuli was able to impersonate her and become the admired young lady of the Xie family.
If she could bring the real Li Shuli back to the capital and expose the lies and conspiracies of the fake Li Shuli, wouldn't the Xie family, Xie Wuhen himself, and even the Li family, all become laughing stocks?
In this way, wouldn't she be able to avenge her great hatred?
Zhang Qianer seemed to have found the direction of her life in an instant.
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and the more excited she became, the more she felt she had a sure win.
Then he casually responded: "Thank you Aunt Liang for the reminder. I will definitely stay away from Liang Meng."
Finally, he made another request: "My injuries won't heal for a while, so I hope Aunt Liang can be kind enough to take me and my servant in for a few more days. All our food and expenses will be converted into cash and paid to Aunt Liang."
If she wanted to bring this so-called Liang Meng back to the capital, she would have to gain her trust and find a suitable opportunity, so she needed time to plan slowly.
Aunt Liang was quite generous: "You are just two girls, how much food can you eat? Forget about the money, but if Miss Zhang's maid is free, she can help my old man sort out the herbs. My old man is a medicine fanatic."
Zhang Qian'er agreed readily and then settled down in the simple thatched hut.
She was thinking about how to get close to Liang Meng.
But with Aunt Liang around, he could never find a suitable opportunity.
Liang Meng started sharpening scissors under the stairs.
It was originally a pair of rusty scissors, but after she sharpened them several times, the rust on the scissors was gone and they were shining with a cold gleam.
Aunt Liang asked, "Why did Mengmeng take out the scissors again?"
Liang Menghui: "Because it's dull."
"How do you know it's dull?"
"When I was killing the rabbit, I couldn't get the poke through."
Aunt Liang was shocked when she heard this and hurried to the back of the house to check on the rabbit.
The once lively white rabbit had long since turned into a bloody corpse.
After Aunt Liang cleaned up the dead rabbit, she couldn't help but scold the old man: "From now on, don't bring back those living creatures, and save Mengmeng some blood on her hands."
Uncle Liang said nothing, but sighed deeply.
Dong Ye was a little scared: "Miss, do you think Liang Meng has gone crazy? She actually stabbed a white rabbit to death with scissors."
Zhang Qian'er didn't care at all: "It's just a rabbit. If she dies, she dies. Besides, even if she really has gone crazy, it has nothing to do with us. We just need to find a way to get her to the capital and expose the Xie family's young lady's mask."
Dong Ye was a little worried: "Isn't this a bit risky?"
Zhang Qian'er was still disdainful: "Whether we take the risk or not depends on what opportunity we can catch."
The master and servant chatted for a while, then turned off the lights and went to bed.
The night in the mountains is deeper and quieter than the night in the city.
In the pitch-black darkness, there was only the sound of the wind, the chirping of insects, and some kind of surging and silent force.
Liang Meng got out of bed in the dark and walked barefoot on the ground.
It was autumn and the ground was a little cold, but she didn't care at all.
She took the scissors from the wooden table, opened the door and walked out.
The door creaked open with a sound that sounded particularly abrupt in the quiet night.
But no one heard it, they were all asleep.
There are stairs outside the house. After walking a few steps along the stairs, you will reach the room of the old couple of the Liang family.
They were always worried that her injuries were too serious and she would need care, so they would often leave the door open for her even when they slept at night.
Now the half-open door was just what she wanted.
She walked silently and pushed the door open.
There was only a wooden table and a bunk bed in the room.
A ray of light leaked in from the dilapidated wall, illuminating the couple sleeping soundly on the bed.
They were so old that they looked like two skinny lumps lying on the bed.
She walked to the bed and slowly raised the scissors.
She loved the feel of the scissors cutting into her flesh.
I have liked it for many years.
She also kept trying to figure out how to cut a person's throat with a pair of scissors.
She killed many small animals just to practice this skill.
She couldn't be like that bitch named Su He, who managed to kill someone by mistake, allowing her to survive and live to this day.
Perhaps it wasn't just because that bitch killed someone by mistake, but also because the rain that night was so heavy, and because the pit where she was buried was so shallow that she could easily lift up the soil with just one hand, and then she met the old couple who were collecting herbs and they rescued her in one fell swoop.
It was all such a coincidence, she wasn't destined to die.
She had raised the scissors.
The faint light fell on the scissors, shining coldly.
A smile appeared on her lips, a ferocious one, and then she stabbed him fiercely.
Aunt Liang died in an instant without any struggle.
She was very satisfied and then stabbed Liang Bo's neck fiercely.
Uncle Liang was much more tenacious than Aunt Liang. He covered his neck and looked at his so-called daughter in the dark night, as if he was in a nightmare.
He asked with difficulty, "We... saved you, why... did you do this?"
She replied calmly: "I am Li Shuli, the daughter of Li Tai'an, the chief officer of Zhongzhou. The Li family's legitimate daughter has had such a terrible experience, which is detrimental to her reputation. Anyone who knows about it must die." After that, she raised the scissors again and stabbed Liang Bo's neck.
Uncle Liang's body bounced and he finally died.
Li Shuli used a sheet to wipe her blood-stained fingers and the scissors in her hand, then turned and walked out of the house, heading to the end of the stairs.
In the house at the end of the stairs lived Zhang Qianer and her maid Dong Ye.
The night is still so deep and quiet.
Apart from the noisy unknown insects, no other sound could be heard.
She came to the door and pushed it.
The door was bolted and couldn't be opened, but that didn't bother her.
She was familiar with all the latches in the house and could naturally open them skillfully.
Li Shuli pulled out the blade of the scissors, inserted one side of the blade into the crack of the door, and gently picked it up. The bolt opened, and with another push, the wooden door also opened.
She walked in and came to the bed.
It was still a bunk bed, so crude that it seemed like it would collapse at any moment.
The master and servant slept side by side on the bed, and they slept very soundly.
There was also a sweet fragrance wafting through the room, which seemed to be the scent of fumigated clothes.
This stupid woman, even in such a situation, still remembered to bring spices. It is simply unreasonable and she deserves to be killed.
Li Shuli raised the scissors and stabbed Zhang Qianer's neck.
Zhang Qian'er suddenly curled up in her sleep and vaguely saw Li Shuli's face. She covered her bleeding neck and murmured, "You... why..."
Li Shuli smiled and said, "I am indeed Li Shuli. You know too much, so you must die."
Zhang Qianer asked again: "You...you haven't lost your memory?"
Li Shuli replied, "I did lose my memory at first, but I remembered it a long time ago." Then she slashed her neck with the scissors again.
Zhang Qian'er died before she could even defend herself.
Dong Ye had woken up and jumped out of bed in fright, trying to run away.
Li Shuli blocked her way and said, "Don't waste your time. You can't escape."
Dong Ye knelt on the edge of the bed and begged: "Slave...slave is willing to serve you like a cow or a horse, please spare my life."
Hearing the word "slave", Li Shuli got angry for no reason, "I hate slaves the most in my life. All slaves deserve to die." She gritted her teeth and pounced on Dong Ye.
Dong Ye stepped back and dodged.
But the bed was too small and she still had nowhere to escape.
Li Shuli had already stepped onto the edge of the couch with scissors in hand. After several struggles, she killed Dong Ye with one snip without any surprise.
The night finally fell completely silent.
Li Shuli went back to the house and put away the scissors. She then took out the prepared sacks, put the bodies into the sacks one by one, and then carried and dragged the sacks into the cellar.
The cellar was once filled with radishes and cabbages, but from today on it will become a grave.
After finishing all this, it was already dawn.
Li Shuli boiled some hot water, washed her hair, took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and then put all the money of the Liang couple and Zhang Qianer into her pocket, then went down the mountain and into the city.
She had to find that bitch Su He and kill her.
At this time, Su He was preparing to meet with Wu Qiutang and ask him to help him kill Zhou Yuanze.
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