Three Hells
When someone dies in the manor, according to traditional etiquette, the two stewards and the headmaster need to take the lead in collecting some donations, and the Duke will also prepare a small gift and come in person to comfort the family.
But Gu Ying was gone, so quietly that even his mother breathed a sigh of relief.
No one even took the initiative to mention funeral arrangements.
His death was like a rat dropping returning to the cesspool, without causing the slightest ripple.
Occasionally, when someone gets drunk and talks about him, they keep saying "retribution" without a trace of sympathy in their tone.
Gu Ying’s blood relatives: his mother and nephew.
Since losing his support, he suddenly became kind and no longer as arrogant as before.
Although they work slowly and poorly, they always get up an hour earlier and leave an hour later than others. In fact, no one can compare to them in terms of hard work.
Manager Ye observed for a while, and after consulting with the discipline manager, he awarded them one more work point.
But after this matter spread, those who had previously agreed with the two people's diligence also started to make a fuss.
"Even if they work two more hours a day for the same job, they still can't do more or better than us. Why is that?"
"If you're slow, you need to work longer to catch up with the rest of the group, and now you're a model worker? What's the logic?"
"That's disgusting! If I work slower every day, will you give me a model award?"
Everyone wrote a joint letter to protest to Manager Ye.
Manager Ye has been in charge for so long, and he is no longer like before "staying true to his original aspiration and speaking up for the people". He says "This is Manager Ji's intention, why don't you go find Manager Ji", but he rolls his eyes in his heart.
It's just one extra work point a week. It's not much money, but you still make a fuss. You are such a troublemaker.
From that day on, more and more people started to cheat and steal the bayberries. During the rainy season, the bayberries became sour and rotten, and no one picked them.
Everyone seemed to have reached a consensus: as long as they did a little more than Lao Fu and Gu Ying's mother, they would stop, pack up and go back to sleep, play cards, and drink.
What's the point of working more if they still get one less work point than others? Then they can only shorten their working hours, otherwise they will feel unbalanced.
Every day, someone would follow the two and report their progress to others.
Over time, all affairs in Zhuangzi slowed down, achieving another kind of "harmonious win-win" situation.
When Hu Sui reported to Manager Li, Old Li had already expected this: these people were just as the city lord said, people who "pay attention to trivial matters but lack righteousness."
"The time is almost right," Lao Li and Hu Sui discussed the matter of Hongyan and Manager Ji behind closed doors.
Two days later.
A blood letter from Gu Ying became a hot topic.
No one doubted how Gu Ying could still write even though he was paralyzed, because the content of the blood letter was so shocking.
It describes in detail the heinous crimes committed by Manager Ji before he became a vampire, such as human trafficking and forcing women of good families into prostitution. He even forced Gu Ying, who was only sixteen years old at the time and had a fair complexion, to serve Manager Ji.
Hongyan is no less evil. Not only is she jealous, she also deliberately destroys people's appearance and frames others to death. She has taken countless lives.
"Can this kind of vampire be our steward?"
"This vicious woman should be exiled as a prostitute."
Manager Ji was so angry that he crushed several cups in the manager's villa.
"Have you checked it out? Is it really Gu Ying's handwriting?" Manager Ji had a gloomy face. Although he was a member of "Dawn of the Future", he had not taken the initiative to contact the organization since leaving the Prince's Manor for fear of punishment from the organization. If there was anything, Li An would contact him directly. He didn't know that he had been abandoned.
"We have carefully compared it many times and it is indeed Gu Ying's handwriting," the subordinate replied respectfully.
"That old bastard Gu Ying won't let me rest in peace even after his death," Manager Ji complained to the beauty who came out from behind the screen after waving away his attendants.
Hongyan looked at Manager Ji with tears in her eyes, and the grievance of being maliciously slandered was obvious in her eyes.
In the past, Manager Ji would offer sincere comfort, but what was said about him in Gu Ying's bloody letter was all true, so...
Was Hongyan ordinary-looking when she was little? This made Ji Guanshi, who was used to seeing beauties, feel apprehensive. Although Hongyan was pretty, she was certainly not as good as Luyao and the others, or his former concubines. However, Hongyan was obedient and sensible, and she always followed his lead. Being with her was the most comfortable and enjoyable time in his life, but...
Manager Ji suppressed the inexplicable depression in his heart, said a few perfunctory words of comfort, and sent Hongyan back first.
After the beauty walked away looking back every few steps, Manager Ji suddenly wondered if his actions had chilled her feelings.
Maybe Gu Ying was talking nonsense.
Thinking of this possibility, Manager Ji pondered for a moment and asked someone to verify the matter.
On the other side, Hongyan's expression changed immediately after she returned.
Can't she see the difference between false concern and true love?
What she hated most in her life was people saying she was ugly and disliking her looks. Even if it was Manager Ji, it would make her unhappy.
If she had the chance, she would definitely teach this hateful vampire a lesson.
Her appearance is her greatest asset, but also her most painful acne.
Even though she is really pretty now, she still cares about the shadow of her childhood inferiority.
During these days of being swept up in the "rumors", the Blood Slave House was divided into two factions.
One group is the "slaves" who have always been submissive and followed their beloved.
The other faction is the blood slaves who have always disliked Hongyan as a "relative" and have only recently united together.
After Hongyan went back.
The other group picked a fight and asked, "Our ordinary and ordinary heroine is back?"
"Who are you saying is ordinary?" Hongyan immediately grasped the key words. After all, ordinary refers more to appearance, while ordinary mainly refers to life experience.
"Whoever claims it is the one I'm talking about." After the other one said this, a bunch of people around laughed, and even the "slaves" of the Hongyan faction followed suit with silent smiles.
Hongyan immediately walked up, grabbed a "servant" and slapped him/her in the face.
The man's face turned red immediately.
It can be seen how hard the beauty hit him.
The effect is also very good.
The laughter stopped immediately.
Everyone looked at Hongyan expressionlessly, and soon the crowd dispersed.
the next day.
Everyone found out that the Omega who was slapped in public by his beloved woman hanged himself at night and died.
Su Liu and the others had met this Omega once before. He was the one they met in the vampire's back garden. He tried to imitate Hongyan by wearing a flower in his hair, but was mentally abused by Hongyan.
Perhaps the long-term abuse has overwhelmed the person.
Perhaps in order to take revenge on his beloved, he lost his mind and used his life to sing a farewell song.
But……
Hongyan didn't feel anything at all.
The Omega's house was right next to Hongyan's. Hongyan could even see the candle that had been lit all night and the figure swaying on the beam from the window.
"I didn't hear anything. I went to bed early yesterday." When Manager Ye came over to ask, Hongyan shook her head calmly.
The body was covered with a white cloth and carried out by the Alpha farmers on the farm.
Several blood slaves watched the stretcher leave with tears in their eyes.
"It's so scary. How could he die? Could he have been killed by someone?" One person hugged the other person's arm tightly in fear.
The blood slaves from the faction that was at odds with Hongyan said, "Could it be the slap Hongyan gave me yesterday..."
"What nonsense?" Hongyan stepped forward with a cold face and interrupted, "If it were me, I wouldn't hang myself just because of a slap. Besides, she laughed at me, so she deserved the beating. She can't get over it herself, and now she's blaming me?"
"Hehe, you talk so nicely, but can I slap you in public and see if you can still be alive tomorrow?" The blood slave who passed by sneered.
Hongyan immediately flew into a rage, "Why did you hit me for no reason? This is a crime! Besides, I'm the manager's subordinate."
"Oh, you're angry now, and you're saying 'if it were me'. You seem to be able to alleviate your guilt. Is it just like what the blood letter said, that you often use such disgusting means to bully others?" the blood slave continued.
After the blood slave finished speaking.
More and more people are getting involved.
"Who do you think you are? You say 'if it were me' so easily. If I follow your example, I might become a murderer too!"
"You're still bringing up Manager Ji. Manager Ji can't even protect himself, so how can he protect you?"
"Yesterday afternoon I saw Manager Ji and his men planning to investigate you, bitch!"
"Your good days are over, ugly bastard!"
There are fewer and fewer people standing behind the beauty, until finally, there is no one left.
The initial smugness on the beauty's face gradually turned into a stern expression, and later evolved into fear and inferiority.
She couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around and ran back to the house and locked the door.
That's not the case.
How did it turn out like this?
Hongyan squatted with her knees hugged against the wall.
It seems like I'm back to that childhood moment.
"My name is Hongling, what's yours?"
"I am Qin Baishou."
"Whitehead? What does that mean?"
"Maybe it means the hair is very white, I don't know."
"Impossible, how can it mean something so nice?"
"Don't ask anymore, it's annoying."
"...I'm sorry, but will you be my friend?"
"What's the benefit of being your friend?"
"Ah? I...I will protect you."
"Really? Then you must protect me well."
Hong Ling was so stupid, she deserved to die. When Hong Yan recalled the past, she felt that everyone in her memory was extremely ridiculous.
How could she be wrong? It was all those people's fault. She was too stupid.
Idiot, you should die.
She opened the book that had brought her good luck since she was a child and was regarded as her guiding principle.
——"The Art of Diplomacy".
The book says: Heaven is cruel.
It is said: Heaven creates all things and then kills them.
Hongyan clenched her fists.
She is not wrong.
It is the world that is wrong.
A few more days passed.
Manager Ji's men came back, but obviously didn't bring any useful information.
"Zhuangzi is heavily guarded, sir. This time when we go out, in addition to taking your letter, we also need the signature of Manager Li." The subordinate reported.
Steward Ji didn't notice anything unusual. "After all, this is the Duke's estate. I was the only steward before, so the procedures were inevitably simplified. Now we are returning to normal. There is no need to be surprised by this."
"Sir, it's been too long. We didn't find anything wrong this time when we went out. Maybe... that bad guy Gu Ying slandered you maliciously because he couldn't get the beauty." The subordinates continued to report.
Manager Ji lowered his head and looked at the blood letter in his hand. He was silent for a moment before waving his hand to let them go.
It seems that the blood slave who committed suicide inexplicably a few days ago still stirred up waves in Manager Ji's heart.
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