Chapter 85 Lin Qinshuang's Death (I)
On August 17, the morning sun was gradually becoming brighter, filling the courtyard and corridor of Sheng Mansion. At this time, Sheng Hong was sitting in the study reading a book.
Suddenly, a slight knock on the door broke the tranquility. Sheng Hong gently put down the book in his hand, looked up at the door, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. A servant came in with a letter in his hand and whispered, "Master, there is an urgent letter from Youyang."
Sheng Hong frowned when he heard it. Youyang had just sent a letter a few days ago, which was sent together with the Mid-Autumn Festival gift. It was only a few days later. There might be something important in this letter. Sheng Hong unfolded the letter. As his eyes moved, his eyes flashed with disbelief and astonishment. Gradually, his face became uglier and uglier, as if his eyes were covered with a layer of frost. The hand holding the letter became tighter and tighter. The surging anger in his chest made him want to destroy everything.
The letter said: Lin Qinshuang is dead! But this death is rather ignoble...
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Yuyang, the ancestral home of the Sheng family
"To favor a concubine and kill the wife is a sign of chaos in the family. A man, once he has a wife, should be devoted to her, support her until old age, and raise children together; that is the right way. Taking a concubine sounds glorious, but it is actually fraught with hidden dangers. If a concubine is taken in for the sake of having many offspring, the wife should be the one to manage the household and restrain the concubine. But what good results can come from mistaking a fake for a pearl? Jealousy is inevitable between the wife and the concubine, and over time, the harmony in the family will be worn away little by little. Let's not talk about that, just say that taking a concubine with evil intentions is like taking a troublemaker!" The eldest lady of the Sheng family sighed to her son and daughter-in-law while sitting in the main hall.
"When I went to visit aunt and cousin Hong in the past, whether from what the servants said or from the food, clothing and other expenses of the children, I could tell that Lin Qinshuang was very much loved by cousin Hong. If she had not committed a serious mistake, cousin Hong would never have sent her back to her hometown. Even if he sent her back, he would only let her reflect for a period of time and would take her back naturally. I never thought that this woman would do such a shameless thing! My son has kept this matter a secret and will definitely not let any news get out." Sheng Wei, the eldest master of the Sheng family, said angrily.
"When I saw her when she just came back, she was a little coquettish, but her behavior was nothing out of the ordinary. I thought she could really cultivate herself in the side courtyard! She has evil intentions. Before, she could give up her legitimate wife outside and insist on clinging to cousin Hong. Now she can abandon cousin Hong and turn to look for someone outside. She can't stand the hard life for just a few months. This shows that she is not a good person by nature!" Sheng Wei's wife Li also echoed.
"It's a clean death now, otherwise how would her two children cope? Your cousin Hong, learn a lesson this time! But Lin can't be buried in our Sheng family's ancestral tomb, choose another place to bury her! You should also talk to your cousin Hong about this in the letter." The eldest lady of the Sheng family said to Sheng Wei. "
My son knows!"
Several heads of the old house of the Sheng family discussed Lin Qinshuang's death in the hall, and a group of maids and servants in the side yard of the old house were also discussing it.
"Her death is all over, but what should we do?" Maid A said with gritted teeth.
"That is to say, following her to this country place is bad enough, and she dared to do such a shameful thing, hurting others and herself. I don't know how the master will deal with us." Maid B said.
"You say, how did she communicate with the person outside? We work in the yard every day, but we didn't find her meeting with others for so many days? Could it be that someone here is in cahoots with her?" A maid A spoke suspiciously. After
the maid A finished speaking, everyone began to look at the people around them. After thinking about it, they felt that what the maid said made sense. Although Lin was sent back to her hometown, she gave birth to a son and a daughter for the master, and no one treated her unfairly. It is said that Lin has a lot of money on hand. Could it be that someone coveted the money in her hand and was driven by her?
"It doesn't have to be someone's partner. If she wants to do something, she has many ways to do it. Besides, we are not with her twelve hours a day. She stays in the house every day and doesn't allow us to serve her closely. She doesn't even ask us to keep watch at night. Otherwise, how could she not be discovered for so long? Even if it's intentional, none of us dare to think about it, but she dares to do it!" Xuehen saw that everyone was suspicious about this matter, and immediately led everyone to change the topic.
"Yes, look at her style. The master is not around, but she still puts on makeup every day. It's obvious that she is an uneasy person." Mother-in-law B also analyzed.
"She just couldn't stand the loneliness. She has only been back for a few months and hooked up with a strange man in this unfamiliar place. Fortunately, we found out early. If they were allowed to get together, they might have a baby. That would be the end of us." The old woman Bing
felt sympathetic. "Damn it. It's unlucky to mention her. If I didn't want to get a few more taels of silver to build a house for my son and marry him, I wouldn't come to this place where no one lives. She's a good man to steal. I'm afraid I won't see my son marry a new wife." The old woman Ding wiped her tears when she was sad. When
everyone heard her words, they were silent. Lin Qinshuang cheated on the master of the Sheng family under their noses. They didn't keep a close eye on her and learned about such a secret. I'm afraid she won't be able to recover.
"It's useless to say more. Let's think about it. What other ways are there? As long as we can stay alive, it's the same to send us to other places to do work. Sooner or later, we can reunite with our families." Xuehen said this when everyone was at a loss. It was still effective. Everyone finally had some hope.
After everyone dispersed, Xuehen walked to Lin Qinshuang's coffin with a cold look in his eyes, stared at it quietly for a while, snorted coldly, and finally raised the corners of his mouth. This was the joy of revenge!
When Lin Qinshuang first arrived in Youyang, she was still very honest. She probably figured it out. Her two children were still in Bianjing. Sheng Hong would take her back for the sake of the children. She only needed to wait patiently. So during those days, Lin Qinshuang not only ate vegetarian food all day, but also copied Buddhist scriptures. Two months passed like this. Lin Qinshuang calculated the time and thought that the Sheng family should have arrived in Bianjing. She began to think that she should receive a letter in a month, and Sheng Hong should send someone to pick her up to Bianjing.
Who knew that instead of waiting for Sheng Hong to send someone to pick her up, she received the news that Hualan was about to get married, and a letter from her children was also sent to her. The letter only said that they would find a chance to persuade their father to take her over as soon as possible, but there was no specific deadline. Lin Qinshuang thought that maybe Sheng Hong was busy with Hualan's wedding these days and really didn't have time to pick her up. She didn't give up. She wrote to Sheng Hong under the pretext of replying to his children, hoping that Sheng Hong would remember their past love after reading the letter. But what Lin Qinshuang didn't know was that the letters she wrote to Sheng Hong were never sent out, and were all destroyed by Xuehen. In this way, she could receive replies from her children but never received a reply from Sheng Hong. Gradually, she began to get anxious and had no time to copy Buddhist scriptures every day. She just looked at herself and felt sorry for herself all day.