Chapter 488： One will succeed and ten thousand bones will dry up

Chapter 488 Once successful, all bones will die

Looking at the oncoming old woman, Chu Nanzhi's clear eyes couldn't help blinking a few times.

This woman is wearing a monk's robe, but not a monk's hat. Her black and white hair is neatly coiled, matching her plain clothes, which is very common.

The woman held the wooden fish in her hand, and as soon as she reached the door, she began to knock lightly, and said calmly, "The benefactor wants to see the poor nun?"

"Master is the high hall of the governor?"

Although Chu Nanzhi already guessed eight or nine points in her heart, she still asked suspiciously.

"There is no prefect guard in Puluo Nunnery, but only an old nun who has devoted himself to Buddha."

The woman answered calmly, but the rhythm of beating the wooden fish in her hands accelerated a lot.

Chu Nanzhi could feel the uneasiness in her heart, and deliberately stimulated: "Even if you don't want to admit that some relationships are destined by God, there is no way to get rid of them."

After a few seconds of silence, she calmly glanced at Qin Xiaoniang again, and her tone became much deeper: "Once something is done, even if you don't want to think about it, it is an indelible sin."

"The poor nun doesn't understand what the benefactor is talking about."

The sound of the wooden fish in Qin Xiaoniang's hand suddenly stopped.

Although she was extremely unwilling to admit this matter, she was already in a state of disarray.

The woman came here with the people from the government, indicating that she already knew the whole story, and she might not be able to hide it if she wanted to.

"Since the female benefactor came to see the poor nun without fear of danger, the poor nun can't neglect the benefactor, so please invite the female benefactor to accompany the poor nun to Hanju to talk?"

Qin Xiaoniang glanced at the gloomy Buddhist hall, and asked her for instructions.

"It's just right here, Mrs. Shi, you don't have to be polite."

Chu Nanzhi strolled towards the inner room leisurely: "Why don't we just talk in the Buddhist hall?"

Qin Xiaoniang frowned slightly as she watched the back of her going in, so she had no choice but to go in with her, and slowly knocked the wooden fish in her hand again.

As soon as he arrived at the center of the Buddhist hall, Chu Nanzhi's light and light voice sounded in the eerie and deep air: "If my guess is correct, the teacher also knew about Lin Erlang's assassination."

Qin Xiaoniang remained silent without answering, knelt down on the futon and knocked on the wooden fish pretending to be calm.

She was taking a fluke attitude in this matter, and she turned a blind eye to the excitement, so naturally she would not take it on herself.

Chu Nanzhi smiled coldly: "Master is really a practitioner, her heart is as calm as water, and my family is just a layman after all. Seeing so many coffins already makes my scalp numb."

Pausing slightly and looking at the dark cold coffin that filled the room, she said in a deep tone: "To tell you the truth, it is really ridiculous that the servants were frightened out of their wits by a mouse just now. How should the criminals who killed these innocent lives feel about this situation?"

Hearing this, the wooden fish in Qin Xiaoniang's hand stopped again.

Standing up with a solemn expression, she looked around the dark coffin in the hall with deep eyes, and sighed long:

"The benefactor is here today just to learn some old things about the hometown of Tong County from the mouth of the poor nun. Even if the poor nun knows some inside information, no matter how bad the rebellious son is, he is the meat that fell from the poor nun. Has the benefactor ever heard of it? Is it ever so rare for a mother to identify her own son?"

"Indeed, this incident made the teacher very embarrassed."

Chu Nanzhi replied in a slow tone: "Has the teacher ever heard of the horror of killing thousands of people in the village in order to cover up one person's identity? Don't those innocent villagers have children or old people in their families?"

At this point, Chu Nanzhi's heart began to be turbulent, and it was difficult to calm down: "As a parent official, it's fine if you don't work for the welfare of the people, but you did such a tragic thing. Isn't the teacher afraid of retribution?"

Qin Xiaoniang's expression froze for a moment, her face became cloudy and uncertain for a while, and became extremely stiff.

After a long time, she replied in a stubborn and cold voice: "So what, once the success is complete, there are so many bones throughout the ages that were not built for those who are greedy for profit."

"A good one will be successful."

Chu Nanzhi shook her head with contempt: "The war caused many people to lose their homes. Generals rely on killing to win. Even so, there are many benevolent generals who care about the soldiers and the common people. What is the purpose of the soldiers who were born and died to charge into the battle? Isn't it just to let the younger generation enjoy the scene of stability and prosperity?

Since the master wants to discuss meritorious service with the slave family, the slave family would like to ask Wu Taishou where the meritorious service is? Being an official does not govern the world but does not work for the people. He slaughters innocent people just for his own selfishness. He secretly forms partisans, deceives his superiors and his subordinates, and has a tyrannical government like a tiger. Over the years, he has used the Qi family as his minions to force many families to be ruined and their wives to be separated. Is this the case? The so-called success of one general and ten thousand bones of death in the mouth of the teacher? Or is it just to satisfy your own selfish desires?

If everyone is as insane as he is, how can there be any justice in this world, and what kind of conscience can be trusted? "

Qin Xiaoniang was speechless after being refuted by her words.

She didn't know that her son had reached the point of dehumanization.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be willing to live in the mountains and not get together with him.

Staring at her blankly, Chu Nanzhi also fell into deep thought: "Master pays attention to karma and retribution the most in worshiping Buddha. If I mention two people, I must be familiar with Master. One is a member of the Lin family of Chongrenfang. The eldest is Jiang Xiaoniang, and the other is Miss Wu who married into Zhao Taigong's residence."

As soon as these two people were mentioned, Qin Xiaoniang's face became extremely embarrassing, and there was a look of guilt in her eyes.

Chu Nanzhi noticed the strangeness on her face, and turned her gaze slightly coldly to the coffin in front of her: "Jiang Xiaoniang's daughter, who is also the flesh and blood of Taishou Wu, is now dying in this nunnery, Jiang Xiaoniang is so cruel that even her own flesh and blood It can be seen that she has a deep hatred for Wu Taishou, I don't know how the teacher feels when she sees her granddaughter who dies tragically every day?"

Qin Xiaoniang felt like being stabbed in the heart, and the pain hit her whole body, making her feel that her internal organs were being torn apart.

"If my guess is correct, the lady Wu who married into Mr. Zhao's mansion is not the daughter of the teacher's wife, right?"

Qin Xiaoniang was stunned on the spot: How could she know this?

Chu Nanzhi looked at the sluggish Qin Xiaoniang, knowing that her guess was true, and said: "Then let me make a bold guess, I think that the young man of the Zhao family should also be the flesh and blood of the prefect Wu, yes Bar?"

Otherwise, why would he commit so many murders to conceal this matter.

Qin Xiaoniang's whole face turned dark, and she buried her head silently.

Chu Nanzhi smiled at her warmly, and sighed regretfully: "If you say that Mr. Zhao Xiaolang, who was born by Mrs. Wu, is really talented, intelligent, filial, benevolent and righteous, I am afraid that there are not many people in Luyan Port who can match him. Even Chang Lao and Nie Lao love this young gentleman, but he was murdered and thrown into a dry well at the age of ten, how can it not make people feel sad."

Hearing this, Qin Xiaoniang could no longer conceal the sadness in her heart, knelt down on the futon and cried out in pain, calling out: "Jinlan, Yan'er."

While choking up sobs, he muttered the names of Lin Jinlan and Zhao Yan.

(end of this chapter)