The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Tang Jiao turned her head to look at Tang Wenqian and said softly: "Brother Qian, something happened to my father today. His life and death are unknown."

"What?" Tang Wenqian suddenly clenched the handle of the chair and asked with worry on his face: "How is father now?"

"Don't worry, my father will definitely survive." Stroking his soft hair, Tang Jiao whispered: "Brother Qian, my father was murdered. You must remember that you will be the head of the Tang family in the future. You must learn to read people's hearts. If you disobey servants, kill them directly."

Her words were light and calm, but Tang Wenqian felt a sense of awe in his heart. Looking at the uneasy servants, it was the first time he truly understood his position.

He is the master, the master of the Tang Mansion.

Tang Jiao stared at the servants standing with their hands hanging, her eyes showing a chill: "Today, your master, my father, lost control of his carriage on the way back and was seriously injured. His life and death are still unknown. I called everyone up early in the morning. There must be a reason, coachman."

The coachman stepped forward and bowed, and said loudly: "Miss."

"You say it again."

"Yes." The coachman knelt down in front of Tang Jiao and said loudly: "I found something wrong with the horse's braying today. The horse was inexplicably bad-tempered when driving. The moment he fell off the horse, I saw water spitting out of the horse's mouth. When I went out to look for the horse according to your order, the horse had already died in a street. After checking, it was confirmed that the horse had taken special medicine, and finally the horse was poisoned and crashed to death in the middle of the street. "

After hearing the coachman's words, everyone took a breath and trembled in their hearts, fearing that disaster would happen to them.

Tang Jiao looked at the servants and said sternly: "Who feeds the horse today?"

A thin-looking servant knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Miss, the villain fed the horse. But the villain would not dare to poison the horse. This will lead to imprisonment."

"Besides you, who has touched horses or been to the stables today?"

Another servant in his forties with a scar on his face came forward and said with fear on his face: "The young man went to the stables and built a canal."

"Any more?"

The stables always smelled bad and few people went there.

At this time, an ordinary-looking girl stepped forward and said in a trembling voice: "Miss, today, I, I saw Wu Maozi sneaking out of the stable."

As soon as she finished speaking, a tall, thin man with a pockmarked face and rough features stood up and cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about."

"What are you shouting about?" Tang Jiao looked at him and said, "Are you Wu Maozi?"

Wu Maozi hurriedly smiled and bowed: "Miss, the younger one is Wu Maozi. The younger one was just passing by, just passing by."

"He is a liar." At this time, a cook from behind stood up, pointed at Wu Maozi and said angrily: "Miss, this kid loves to gamble, often sneaks around, and was beaten by the housekeeper. I also saw him in the stable yesterday afternoon. When he came out, he kneaded something and threw it into the haystack."

Wu Maozi's face changed drastically, he pointed at her and cursed: "Don't spit on others."

Tang Jiao asked the housekeeper, "Is what Chef Wang said true?"

"Yes." The butler nodded and said respectfully: "This boy has become more peaceful after being beaten by me. I thought he had changed his ways."

"Send someone to follow Chef Wang to check the haystack."

Upon hearing Tang Jiao's words, Wu Maozi's face changed with fright, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

Zixiang threw a stone at his knees. The moment he fell, the servants rushed up to hold him down, and the guards immediately tied him up with ropes.

After being thrown into the open space in front of Tang Jiao, Wu Maozi struggled to get up: "Miss, eldest lady, there is no villain, really not. They usually have enmity with the villain, so they framed the villain like this. The villain is wronged. "

Tang Jiao sneered: "Whether he is unjust or not, we will know once we investigate. Butler, send someone to search his room."

"Yes." The housekeeper personally took people to Wu Maozi's room this time. It would be up to him what he would say if he really found out what he found.

Looking at the butler's leaving figure, Wu Maozi's eyes rolled around, his face full of fear.

Tang Jiao had a guess in her mind: "Wu Maozi, if you don't feel guilty, why are you running away?"

Wu Maozi stiffened his neck and said, "No, I just ran away because I was scared."

The cook came back quickly and handed Tang Jiao a folded square piece of paper in a hurry: "Miss, here is a piece of paper found in the haystack, with some powdered medicine on it."

The housekeeper also came back at this time and presented a cloth bag to Tang Jiao: "Miss, this is one hundred and fifty-six taels of silver hidden in the jar under the bed in Wu Maozi's room."

One hundred and fifty-six taels of silver? ?

The servants took a breath. The most they could get was one tael of monthly silver, but Wu Maozi, who usually loved gambling, found hundreds of taels of silver in his house.

Seeing that he couldn't hide the matter, Wu Maozi hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Miss, it's the villain's fault. The villain shouldn't be obsessed with accepting people's money. The villain doesn't dare to do it anymore. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please forgive me." "

Tang Jiao shook her hand lightly, and her tone was cold: "Who bribed you?"

"It's an alcoholic who is close to me. He said that he was entrusted by someone to teach the master a lesson, so he asked the villain to drug the horses. The villain didn't know it was poison. If he knew, he would never dare to be so confused."

Tang Jiao lowered her face and showed her dignity: "Zixiang, break his hand."

"Yes."

Zixiang stepped forward, grabbed his wrist without saying a word, and made a sound of bones colliding with each other after a few twists, and then removed his arm.

"what!!"

The screams were as loud as those of a slaughtered pig, making all the servants tremble.

Tang Jiao had always been gentle and easy to talk to. When had she ever had such a ruthless side? The servants looked at her with fear in their eyes.

"Spare your life, Miss, please spare your life. As long as I can spare this villain's life, I am willing to make up for my fault."

Tang Jiao looked at the housekeeper and said, "If you send someone to take him to catch the drunkard, you will definitely find the person behind it."

"Yes."

The housekeeper asked someone to mention Wu Maozi and took the guards and servants out overnight.

Tang Jiao looked around at all the servants and said loudly: "You have received high wages and high benefits in our Tang Mansion. Over the years, although our Tang Mansion has been very kind, we have never owed you anything. Today, I will hand over Wu Maozi." According to the government, murdering the master is a serious crime, and he must at least be exiled. I hope that when you betray the master in the future, you will think about his fate today. If you dare to harm my family, I, Tang Jiao, will not let him go."

The servants hurriedly knelt down and said in unison that they didn't dare.

"Go back and rest."

"Yes Yes."

As soon as Tang Jiao finished speaking, all the servants, as if they had been granted amnesty, left quickly, pushing and shoving, and the courtyard was instantly empty.

Tang Wenqian held Tang Jiao's hand and whispered, "Sister."

Tang Jiao looked up at the bright moon and sparse stars, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Qian, you have to remember that you are the master and you must not let your servants bully you. You must learn to understand the psychology of these servants and know how to take advantage of the selfishness of human nature. to achieve your goals.”

"Yes, Brother Qian has remembered it."

Tang Wenqian nodded seriously, keeping these words firmly in his heart.