Boss Wei answered and was just about to turn around and head out when Song Wangyue called out to him, “Get him some medicine that can make people unconscious.”
Boss Wei did not dare to answer and looked at Gu Yi.
“What are you looking at me for? What the little girl says is what I say, get on with it!”
Only then did Wei the shopkeeper go out.
Zhang Zhuan walked around the house anxiously, not even bothering to drink herbal tea, this was the only meeting, not only would he get 500 taels of silver for himself, but he could also make Zhang Huai lose face, he didn’t want to miss it.
The door to the elegant room was opened, and Zhang Zhuan instantly stopped to look over, “Boss.”
The shopkeeper gave him a porcelain bottle, “This contains medicine that can cause unconsciousness, I hope Young Master Zhang can steal the deeds of sale of those two people.”
This is to save the people, Zhang Zhuan did not even think about it, took the porcelain bottle and tucked it into his sleeve, and bowed towards the shopkeeper, “Please ask the shopkeeper to send someone to guard the corner gate in the backyard of the Zhang family, and when you see those two people being dragged out, immediately find a doctor to save them.”
“Young Master Zhang, don’t worry.”
Zhang Zhuan hurriedly descended the stairs and returned to the Zhang family without a moment’s delay, still entering through the corner door of the backyard, returning to his courtyard to change into clean clothes, tidying himself up, and slowly walking to Zhang Huai’s courtyard.
Zhang Huai looked down on him, and the maids in the courtyard didn’t treat him as a young master either, so they saluted him perfunctorily.
Zhang Zhuan sounded respectfully, “Please also report to big brother and say that I’ve come to see him.”
The maid did not have the slightest intention to inform him, “The eldest young master has just fallen asleep, the second young master please go back.”
The second young master was shouted out, but her tone was contemptuous. So what if she was born to an aunt, she couldn’t even catch up with them, the big maids, who had a face in front of the Young Master.
“Let, let him in, come in!”
Zhang Huai’s gritted voice came out from inside the house.
The maid hurriedly responded, impatiently picking up the curtain of the door, “Go in.”
Zhang Zhuan had long been used to this kind of treatment and walked into the house with a calm expression.
Zhang Huai could not turn his head sideways and could only hear the sound of his footsteps, waiting for the man to come closer before lifting his eyes to look at him.
“Big brother.”
Zhang Zhuan bent low at the waist and shouted respectfully.
“Kneel, kneel down!”
Zhang Zhuan faintly froze, then lifted his robe and knelt down.
“You, you want to see me laugh, you’re worthy too?!”
Zhang Huai gasped, wishing he could spit on Zhang Zhuan. Don’t think he didn’t know that his two concubine brothers had no good intentions and were always hoping that something would happen to his first son so that they could inherit the huge family fortune.
“Brother misunderstood, my younger brother is just here to visit you.”
“Who gave you permission to call me big brother, slap your mouth! ”
Zhang Zhuan lifted up to slap himself across the mouth.
Hearing the sound of the slap, Zhang Huai’s heart was incomparably painful, if he was not having a good time, they were not going to have a good time either, these cheap B*****ds.
The maid who was guarding the door heard the sound of slapping inside the house and skimmed her lips in disdain. They deserved it! Who let this ungrateful one get in front of the young master?
Zhang Zhuan slapped himself on the right, his left hanging down, the porcelain bottle fell out, he pulled out the cork with one hand and silently lifted the bottle in front of Zhang Huai.
A foul smell entered Zhang Huai’s nose and he instantly fainted.
Zhang Zhuan put the porcelain vase away, still one slapped his mouth and stood up, quietly opened Zhang Huai’s locker, took out a box from inside, the box not only has his this courtyard boy’s deed of sale, there is a thick pile of silver tickets.
Zhang Zhuan resisted the urge to hog the silver tickets and only took out the deeds of sale of two of his servants, and put the rest back as they were, quietly putting them back and going back to his original place and kneeling down, deliberately calling out to someone, “Big brother, big brother?”
Hearing that his voice was not right, the maid who was guarding the door came in and saw that it was Zhang Huai who had fallen asleep and shooed him, “Second young master, you are really the same, the eldest young master is hardly asleep, do you have to wake him up?”
“I, I’m leaving now!”
Zhang Zhuan stood up with a red and swollen face, and stumbled a little because he had been kneeling for a “long time”.
The maid looked on coldly, without the slightest intention of helping him.
Zhang Zhuan limped out of the door, and the maid followed him out, carefully closing the door behind her and guarding the door.
Zhang Zhuan limped back to his courtyard and called the only servant in the courtyard to come in and gave him a few instructions.
The servant nodded and withdrew, heading towards the woodshed in the backyard where the two boys were kept.
Within a moment, he ran in panic to the housekeeper, “No, it’s not good, he, they’re dead!”
The steward didn’t respond for a moment to who he was talking about, “Who?”
The subordinate’s heart palpitated, “The man who was serving the youngest master, the second youngest master wanted to go out, I went to the backyard to give the coachman a word, I saw the door to the woodshed open, so I went over to have a look, he, they’re dead, dead!”
The butler led the men over, kicked them with his feet, saw that they didn’t respond at all, and with a wave, “Throw them to the mass grave.”
Every year a few of the servants died in the government, and it was not unusual to see such things happen. Two of the housekeepers came in, dragged the men out, threw them onto a trolley and pulled them off to the mass grave.
The fellows who were guarding the shadows saw them and ran back to the tavern to report.
The owner immediately sent someone to drive the carriage over.
The Zhang family man left the man casually at the mass grave and went back. The fellows on the carriage got down and quickly pulled the man back to the tavern.
The shopkeeper had already had a separate room packed out, after the men were carried in, Song Wangyue quickly took the two men’s pulses, and wrote down the prescriptions, had the fellows grab the medicine, boiled it up and gave it to the two men to drink, “They are too badly injured, I’m afraid they won’t live past today.”
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Zhang Zhuan came in a hurry, and when he heard these words, his eyes went black and his body hit the door frame with a thud, causing everyone to look over.
Zhang Zhuan forced himself to calmly stand up, “This, what can we do?”
He had stolen the deed of sale and gotten the person out, but he couldn’t get the evidence to testify.
“It is possible that they will come to their senses in this room, you had better ask for useful evidence from their mouths, we will talk about the latter. ”
That was all that could be done, and Zhang Zhuan waited in the room for a little over an hour before waiting for one of them to open his eyes, and he hastily bent down to ask, “What is this evidence you speak of?”
The boy had not yet awakened from his chaos and looked at him sluggishly.
Zhang Zhuan shook him anxiously, “Tell me!”
The boy’s eyes cleared a little as he shook him, “Second, second young master?”
“It’s me, where’s the evidence you guys said you had?”
“Where is this?”
Zhang Zhuan took out the deed of sale, “You don’t care where this is, you’ve been rescued and I’ve taken out the deed of sale, tell me quickly, where is the evidence?”
The young man’s eyes burst with hope, “It’s, it’s in our house, in the kang, in the kang hole, it’s the key mould of Song, Song Si that the Eldest Young Master asked us to carve, carve.
