Chapter 183: Psycho
"You died young at the age of only twenty. I won't even have anyone to talk to in the future. My poor little sister, you are so pitiful."
"Little sister, little sister."
Wu Yuemei is an exceptional performer, her crying was full of twists and turns and very moving.
The girl was crying last night, too. She approached Wu Yuemei while crying, "Madam, you still have to take care of the aftermath. You can't cry. Please accept my condolences."
Only then did Wu Yuemei nod with a lingering feeling.
The eldest girl led everyone to kneel on the ground.
Several farmers have dug a pit.
The coffin will be lowered in an instant.
At this moment, the crying sounds here also attracted Yuchi Shuo who was in the thatched house in the distance. Yuchi Shuo took a look and found that a funeral was being held over there.
He was a person from the palace and had never seen such folk things before, so he felt curious.
So I just stood there and stared at it without blinking.
Steward Li was comforting his wife when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. Without saying a word, he hurriedly chased over here. Yuchi Shuo was shocked and ran away.
His foot injury had not healed yet. There were long forests and lush grass in the area. He was in a panic and didn't know the way to go. He ran out two steps and fell into a cave again. Yuchi Shuo was really in tears. Butler Li looked around and found that there was no one nearby. He was puzzled. Could it be that he was dazzled?
Yuchi Shuo had fallen into a tomb.
It is unknown what era this tomb is from. The coffin of the tomb owner was rotten, and Yuchi Shuo fell down and lay next to the coffin.
From his angle, he could see a large clump of lush wormwood and the sky. He smiled bitterly. Isn't this like a frog in a well looking at the sky?
Yuchi Shuo never believed in anything supernatural.
Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. There's a funeral going on outside anyway, and there's a risk of information leaking even if I go out.
Secondly, she probably wouldn't come at this moment.
Yuchi Shuo took out a tinder and blew on it, and found a perpetual lamp in the corner, so he lit it.
A warm yellow halo enveloped the scene in front of him. He saw the severely damaged coffin and the walls eroded by acid rain. Half of the tomb was destroyed, but the other half was still intact.
Yuchi Shuo saw some pictures on the wall.
On the left is the tomb owner's imagination of heaven, with colorful toads lifting him up, a dragon carriage, and some bizarre things that have never been heard of or seen before.
The second painting shows her bidding farewell to several ladies while lying on her couch.
As for the third and fourth pictures, they are already commonplace.
To sum up, this person was successful at a young age. He passed the imperial examinations at a very early age and then advanced in career. His life was smooth sailing without any twists and turns at all.
Hou Min is the epitaph.
The handwriting was straight and elegant. Yuchi Shuo had nothing to do anyway so he went over to take a look. He found out that the man's name was Wang Yuanming, and he was from a famous family in the surrounding area.
She was rich and powerful, and had been a local official. She had handled matters such as building bridges and roads, and killing the rich to help the poor. Later, she died.
He died at the age of eighty-three.
He has been ill since birth, suffering from asthma.
This disease has not been cured despite years of treatment.
He just felt bored and tried to find a way out, but then he found that it was extremely difficult to get out.
Yuchi Shuo planned to search the tomb owner to see if there were any usable ropes or uncorrupted silk ribbons or cloth, but he found nothing after searching everywhere.
I did find some golden melon seeds and the like.
Being in the imperial palace, Yuchi Shuo naturally did not know the importance of gold, silver and jewelry.
He thought to himself that the world outside was full of deceit and that money could make the world go round, so he simply pocketed the ill-gotten gains.
But I still can't go out.
Outside, the funeral was almost over.
Gu Feixue insisted on seeing the second lady off, so the second lady's maids all burst into tears. Wu Yuemei was a little anxious, but since everyone had the same request, she had to make an exception and postpone the time for nailing the nail.
The coffin was opened, and Gu Feixue took a closer look. Wow, the second wife's lips were blue and purple, her face was strangely pale, and there was no blood at the corners of her mouth.
She looked at the people around her and saw that the maids were also terrified.
The maid who had been most suspicious before came running over.
Gu Feixue gave everyone a look to delay time.
She was ready to find clues to prove that everything was a conspiracy by Wu Yuemei, but the moment Gu Feixue reached out to touch Zhang Xueyue, she found that her skin was still soft and elastic.
She plucked a strand of hair and placed it next to Zhang Xueyue's nostril, and immediately noticed that the hair was shaking.
The maids didn't understand what was going on and some cried and some made a fuss.
"Madam, the Second Madam has died in such a confused manner. Today is March 3rd. The Master would come back every year on this day. Could it be that you have done something wrong and are afraid that the Master would find out, so you want to bury our Madam early?"
"What do you mean," Wu Yuemei stared at the other person coldly and questioned, "Is this destroying the body?"
"Madam, I dare not say that. Our Second Madam is from Li Village. Although her family hasn't been here for many years, she is gone now. Why don't we notify her family?"
"The Madam needs to be buried. No matter what, we have to contact the Second Madam's family. Otherwise, this matter will become a mystery."
Zhang Xueyue is a kind person who is willing to do good and generous in her daily life.
Moreover, she never scolded or cursed any servant. Within the scope of her ability, Zhang Xueyue even helped many people. As a result, everyone liked and respected her very much.
At this moment, Zhang Xueyue died in such a confused manner. Who wouldn’t feel weird?
A maid glanced at the Second Madam and spoke.
"Madam, how did our lady die? It's really strange. I was right there when my father died three years ago. I saw his mouth was light pink after he died, but our lady's mouth turned blue and purple. I'm afraid she was poisoned."
"That's strange. If she was really poisoned, who gave her the food?"
Wu Yuemei stared coldly at the girls, "What are you doing? Are you planning to fabricate charges against me? Or are you plotting against me?"
"Madam knows exactly what she did."
At this moment, Gu Feixue had already dug out Zhang Xueyue's body.
She felt her chest and listened to her pulse and found that all the functions were still working. In other words, this was a blessing in disguise, and she, Zhang Xueyue, still had a chance of survival.
She quickly figured out that the poison was celery.
"Look for Astragalus, Codonopsis, and Phellodendron. Remember to also get some Fritillaria cirrhosa. The Fritillaria cirrhosa needs to be soaked in white vinegar."
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