Chapter 122 Declaration of War
Han Ruiyin didn't know how things turned out like this.
He was fond of male patroness. Before the Rongchang Marquis's mansion was stripped of his title and his property was confiscated, he kept many handsome servants in the mansion and would go to the brothels from time to time to look for beauties.
After the Han family moved from the huge mansion to the five-story house, they became very tight on money. The beautiful servants he kept were all sold by his grandmother, his monthly salary was greatly reduced, and he had no money to go to a brothel.
They had no choice but to set their sights on girls from good families.
He often lured people to his house for a trial under the pretext of recruiting servants, and then drugged them and played with them at will.
Although you can't have a great time, it can quench your thirst.
These people were born in poverty and were timid and cowardly. Even if they suffered losses, they would not dare to speak out and could be sent away with just a few cents.
If anyone dares to make trouble, he can easily deal with them by claiming that they are thieves from the master's house.
As a result, his hands became longer and longer, and he even dared to attack people outside.
The reason why I came to Jianchun Teahouse today was that when I was playing in the casino, I heard a new gambling friend say that his brother was "beautiful and charming", so I asked the gambling friend to bring his brother to have tea.
He prepared some knockout drugs, which he could just put into the tea to make the two brothers unconscious, so that they could have fun.
He had used this trick countless times and it always worked.
Not a single one failed.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong this time.
While he was drinking tea in a private room and waiting for his gambling friends to arrive, he suddenly fainted.
Then I woke up in pain.
The pain comes from the back.
He immediately understood his situation and his blood pressure soared.
It had always been Han Ruiyin who had the right to ride on others, but now someone dared to ride on him?!
It's really the opposite of Tiangang!
He glanced around and saw a broken plate on the ground not far away. He immediately reached out and grabbed the sharpest piece of porcelain, and stabbed it into the neck of the person behind him who was beating him.
The man screamed in pain and fell backwards.
He turned quickly and stabbed the man hard in the vitals until his face was covered in blood.
With a "bang", the man fell to the ground.
He propped himself up and stood up, spat on the man, and said through gritted teeth, "Do you think you can touch your grandfather? Go to hell!"
The next moment, his expression changed suddenly.
The man on the ground was actually Wu Er, who had been making things difficult for him all day long!
Wu Er is the nephew of Concubine Wu, and he is the nephew of the Queen. They were born in hostile camps.
On weekdays, no matter whether they were visiting prostitutes, drinking, playing Cuju, or fighting cocks and dogs, or gambling on chess and horse racing, they would always have a fight.
It is common for arguments to turn into brawls.
He never expected that this guy would take advantage of the Han family's downfall and actually set his sights on him!
Pooh!
He kicked Wu Er.
Wu Er didn't move at all, with blood all over his body.
His heart skipped a beat.
With trembling hands, he bent down and checked Wu Er's breath, and a chill rushed up from the soles of his feet.
No air left.
He was stunned for a moment, threw away the broken porcelain pieces in his hand, picked up his pants, put them on hurriedly, and then rushed to the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, I saw an acquaintance - Wu Er's servant!
His heart stopped beating suddenly. After he came to his senses, he pushed the servant away and ran towards the corridor.
As soon as I ran to the first floor, I heard shouting: "Murder! The second young master of the Han family killed our young master! Stop him quickly!"
He ran faster.
Just as he was about to rush out of Jianchun Teahouse, two patrolling yamen runners walked by the door. Seeing that he was covered in blood, they stopped him. Just as they were about to question him, Wu Er's servant arrived.
"Sir! Catch him! He killed our young master!"
His shoulders slumped.
It's over.
He was taken to the prison.
During interrogation, he confessed truthfully: "I met a gambling friend for tea in a teahouse. I didn't expect that I fainted while waiting. When I woke up, I found that I was being assaulted. I resisted but lost my grip..."
Wangcai, on the other hand, didn't dare to tell the truth.
After all, their young master has bad intentions. If Feng is involved, it will not be good for their young master or for him.
So only half the truth was told.
"...The young master made an appointment to meet someone at the teahouse. After arriving at the teahouse, he asked me to stay at the Chunshui Room while he went to the Chunshan Room with the gifts."
"I don't know what happened during that time, but I waited for a long time and didn't see the young master coming back, so I went to Chunshanfang to check."
"I never thought I'd see Second Young Master Han coming out of the room covered in blood..."
The government failed to track down the gambling friend Han Ruiyin had mentioned, and could only infer the whole story of the case based on the pearls, knockout tea, broken porcelain and other items found at the scene, as well as the coroner's autopsy results.
Wu Renxing coveted Han Ruiyin, so he set up a trap to lure him to a teahouse, knocked him unconscious and raped him. Han Ruiyin, who woke up in the middle of the night, resisted and accidentally killed him.
Han Ruiyin was sentenced to 100 strokes of the cane and exiled 3,000 miles for manslaughter.
Wu's family refused to accept the trial results, believing that Han Ruiyin committed intentional homicide and demanded that the sentence be changed to death penalty.
The Criminal Justice Department upheld the original verdict.
The Wu family was indignant and took various revenges on the Han family.
This is not the result the Queen wants.
As soon as the case was reported to the palace, the queen smashed the entire set of bone china.
She had someone leak the portrait of Feng that she had drawn to Wu Renxing, hoping that Wu Renxing would cause trouble for the Feng family and then be killed by the Feng family, thus causing the Wu family and the Feng family to confront each other, so that she could sit back and watch the fight.
Who knew...
"She knows that I ordered Tan Qingzhou and Wu Renxing to do this."
The queen was furious.
"This is a declaration of war against me."
She guessed correctly that Feng Qingsui was deliberately using the Han family to retaliate.
During the days when Wuhua "accepted bribes", he was not idle. He went to visit Wu's house at night and took back the painting of beauty to show Feng Qingsui - and then put it back.
The figures in the painting were painted with pigments, but the inscription was written in ink.
The ink used was the floral-scented ink that the queen always used.
It was hard for Feng Qingsui not to guess.
She has hundreds of ways to deal with Wu Renxing, but just fighting back will not irritate the Queen. Only by involving the Han family can the Queen feel pain.
Even if the queen did not particularly care about the Han family, setting up a scheme to harm others and letting her natal family suffer the consequences was a matter of great damage to her self-esteem.
People who are dominated by anger often lose their composure and make stupid moves.
That was the day she was waiting for.
After destroying the beauty painting that Wuhua had brought back from the Wu Mansion, she took her two dogs out for a walk as usual.
The remaining petals have long since fallen, and green fruits the size of beans are hanging on the branches.
The cherries and loquats in the south should be ripe.
At this time of year in previous years, the master would take her to the fruit trees and pick the fruits himself.
She still loves the small cherries in the south.
Fresh, delicate, sour and sweet, just thinking about it makes my tongue tingle.
"There will be no cherries this year."
She and Wuhua sighed.
The cherry varieties in the capital are different from those in the south and are mostly grown in royal gardens or the gardens of the powerful and wealthy. They are rarely seen on the market.
Wuhua blinked. "Why can't I eat it? I can ask Wangcai for it. The Wu family has a huge cherry orchard."
Feng Qingsui chuckled.
"I'm afraid if he sees you, he'll run away like he saw a ghost."
Wuhua laughed out loud.
"As long as he offers his offerings sincerely, I won't eat him."
The two of them went back home jokingly, but unexpectedly, someone delivered cherries to their door.
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