Tragic death and rebirth, the daughter of a general poisoned the government and the country

The maple leaves in the courtyard have turned red, falling to the ground in the bleak autumn wind.

Lin Yushu easily solved the beggar incident yesterday, and Wang Po's face was once again filled with dark clouds.

Since she had abundant internal energy, Lin Yushu's five senses have become much sharper and her strength has increased a lot. In her spare time from refining poison a few days ago, Lin Yushu often practiced Qinggong in the yard, flying over one roof after another as lightly as a bird.

She really liked this feeling of freedom, as if she had escaped from her muddy fate and would be carefree from then on.

While practicing Qinggong, Lin Yushu was also able to inquire about various news in the mansion, and finally learned a key piece of news a few days ago.

Lin Yushu stood at the edge of the high courtyard wall. She pushed the ground hard with her feet, lightened her body, and steadily crossed the wall. She secretly walked to the back window of the housekeeper Yang and Mrs. Wang's house, and faintly heard the creaking sound of wooden boards shaking.

According to the date, today, Wang Pozi should go to the county clothing shop to order winter clothes for the servants in the mansion. Every year, Wang Pozi goes to the clothing shop in person when the mansion makes clothes. Wang Pozi and the owner of the clothing shop are old acquaintances, and they will give her the lowest price. Wang Pozi always makes a lot of money from this.

So Mrs. Wang is definitely not in the house today, and the person in that room is... Lin Yushu curled the corners of her mouth.

A woman's soft and artificial voice came from the room, "Lao Yang, Erma is the only child of our Li family. I am his aunt, so I can't just ignore him. We have been together for such a long time, you have to help him for me."

Housekeeper Yang panted, "Needless to say, I am the boss of the Lin Mansion, so don't worry, Sister Jia."

"Then...what about Miss Lin..."

"Don't pay any attention to her. She is just an unloved lady who can't cause any trouble. If I want to punish her, she will be scared out of her wits. It must be that I don't like Miss Lin, otherwise I would have taken her to my room long ago!"

Amid the increasingly loud collision sounds, Widow Jia's voice was soft and crisp, "Old Yang, you are still the best..."

Lin Yushu sneered. She didn't expect that the seemingly honest and dull housekeeper Yang would pretend to be a decent person in front of his mistress. If he wanted to punish her, then she didn't have to be polite.

Lin Yushu took out a small bottle from her bosom, poured the powder in the bottle onto the leaves, rolled up the leaves, and blew hard at a crack on the edge of the window frame.

Hearing two faint knocks coming from the room, Lin Yushu smiled knowingly.

Under the influence of her magic powder, the adulterous couple in the room would surely sleep soundly for several hours.

After Lin Yushu climbed over the wall and returned to her room, she began to calculate her gains for the day. A few days ago, she accidentally learned that housekeeper Yang was having an affair with the famous coquettish widow Jia in the county, and widow Jia was actually Li Erma's aunt.

Lin Yushu was flipping through the Poison Sutra, patiently waiting for the farce in the next yard to unfold.

Two hours later, Mrs. Wang's sharp curses, accompanied by the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground, suddenly startled the entire courtyard.

Chuntao's ears stood up and her neck stretched out, as if she wanted to stick her head directly into Wang Po's room.

Lin Yushu couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw her expression, "If you are curious, just watch from a distance, don't alarm others, remember..."

Lin Yushu lowered her voice and told Chuntao a few words. Chuntao responded happily, turned around and ran to the outer courtyard, fearing that she would miss this wonderful farce.

When she reached the door, Chuntao grabbed a handful of melon seeds.

Lin Yushu's hearing was much better than before. Amid the crackling sound of things being smashed, she could also hear the painful wails of housekeeper Yang and the curses of widow Jia that were no less intense.

If possible, she would like to go and see it.

Chuntao quietly hid behind the big water tank outside Wang Po's house. After a while, more than a dozen servants and a few brave maids surrounded the door of Wang Po's house.

Everyone was stunned by the shocking scene before them, and no one paid any attention to Chuntao.

Chuntao ran to the edge of the crowd and saw several maids with red faces, half covering their eyes with handkerchiefs.

Unable to suppress her curiosity, Chuntao looked through the crowd. Just one glance made her face turn red all the way to her neck. She widened her eyes and murmured softly.

"This is... too wonderful..."

Butler Yang's underwear was still around his ankles. He was lying naked on the bed wailing. Mrs. Wang was hitting Butler Yang on the head with a copper basin.

On the other side, a woman wearing only a red bellyband, with her hair loose and her face unclear, was tearing at Wang Po like crazy, leaving several bloody scratches on Wang Po's face.

The servants and maids around were either shocked or ashamed, but no one tried to stop the fight. They just pretended to persuade them to make peace, "Stop fighting... Stop fighting..."

Chun Tao took the opportunity to pinch her throat and scream, "Hey? Isn't that Widow Jia?"

After saying that, Chuntao ran to the other side from behind the crowd.

He called out in a low voice, "Yes, it's Widow Jia! She's here to avenge Li Erma!"

Inside the house, Mrs. Wang heard Chuntao's words, turned around and glared at Widow Jia fiercely, "Li Erma just killed my Zhaodi, and now you, a whore, are trying to seduce my Old Yang! This family of sluts wants to kill us, I will beat you to death, you bitch!"

After saying that, she swung the basin and smashed it on Widow Jia's head. Widow Jia staggered and just as she reached out to grab the edge of the basin, Wang Po raised her leg and kicked Widow Jia hard in the stomach. While Widow Jia was lying on the ground, she sat on her.

Mrs. Wang swung her strong arms and slapped Widow Jia left and right, with the slapping sounds ringing in her ears.

Mrs. Wang's short and fat body was like a wooden stake, nailing Widow Jia firmly to the ground. Widow Jia was thin and was pinned down to the ground, unable to get up. She could only protect her face with her hands, cursing non-stop.

"Your daughter is even more despicable than me. She tried to seduce my Li Erma but she framed him for murder and robbery! Bah! Shameless bitch, even if she is sent to our Li family, she is only fit to be a night incense!"

Widow Jia spat out a mouthful of blood foam, which sprayed all over Wang Po's head and face. Wang Po was blinded by the blood foam and subconsciously raised her hand to wipe it off.

Widow Jia took the opportunity to lift her upper body and knocked Mrs. Wang to the ground.

Widow Jia chuckled, picked up a basin from the ground and smashed it against Mrs. Wang, cursing as she did so, "Believe it or not, I'll ask Old Yang to divorce you, you old bitch! Just wait and see, when my Li Erma comes out, he'll make sure you and your daughter are in trouble!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and hit Wang Po's head hard with the basin. The basin, which had been hit for so long, finally couldn't bear the weight and cracked into a big hole, like a bamboo hat upside down on Wang Po's bloody head.

Looking at Mrs. Wang and housekeeper Yang who were lying on the side, Widow Jia's face was swollen like a cooked pig's head. At this moment, she raised her chin high like a victorious rooster, wiped the blood off her face, put on her coat, and walked out of the mansion.

While everyone was still in shock, Chuntao sneaked along the wall back into the house, looking like she was still not satisfied.

"Miss, Butler Yang and Widow Jia were having an affair and were caught by Mrs. Wang."

Chuntao blushed and chuckled, "Butler Yang's underwear was still around his ankles, and he was beaten half to death by Wang Po with a basin on his bare buttocks. I didn't expect that widow Jia was even more fierce than Wang Po. She only wore a bellyband and fought with Wang Po. There were more than ten bloody scratches on Wang Po's face and neck..."

Lin Yushu heard her talk more and more outrageous, so she interrupted her and said, "You are a girl, you have no shame. Stop talking nonsense. Did you say what I asked you to say?"

Chuntao stuck out her tongue and said, "How could I forget what the young lady told me?" Then Chuntao described the situation in detail.

After hearing this, Lin Yushu smiled with satisfaction. As long as this matter was related to Zhaodi and Li Erma, it would be enough.