The heroine is a scum [Comprehensive Sword III]

In the game, Wudu is a profession that relies on continuous damage to make a living, but in reality, Wudu is just a player who plays poison, and the five poisoners are also Gudu.

No one would suspect Meng Yan's next venomous poison, after all, Meng Yan is a lady from the official family who doesn't go out of the door, and she can't beat the poisonous venom.

After scanning the skills back and forth a few times, Meng Yan finally chose the life-killing Gu, but the casting conditions are a bit troublesome.

The system is afraid that others will not know that she is wearing the sword three skills. It says that when using the skills, you can enjoy the possession of the poisonous sister, and the breasts and thighs are long~~~

Transformation is not popular in this day and age.Meng Yan's face darkened, and she decided to make a long-term plan.

When Meng Yan returned to the residence, the lights in the room were brightly lit, several maidservants knelt on the ground, and when they saw Meng Yan who had returned, they only dared to say hello in a low voice.

"Madam, the old lady is inside." A maid wearing earrings informed Meng Yan, and then stood on the corridor without speaking.

Are they all jumping out and can't wait to accuse her?After straightening out the somewhat messy sleeves, Meng Yan turned around and left without even looking at the room. Regarding this old lady, the original body did not have a good impression of her. I killed my mother-in-law, and I feel proud. The torture of more than ten years has finally passed, and I can teach the new daughter-in-law a lesson.

Get rid of your three obediences and four virtues, four female books, if you have the ability to build a rocket to go to the sky.

"Stop." A luxuriously dressed old lady came to stop Meng Yan, and said in a bad tone, "Where have you learned all your knowledge?"

Meng Yan stopped and didn't turn around, her hands slowly clenched into fists, which is usually the limit of her patience, but the old lady didn't know it, and still reprimanded Meng Yan.

"The daughter of Duke Ding, who is jealous and jealous all day long, you don't even look at her. Outside, there are several friends who are as old as Sijin. How about your generosity, how about your tolerance?"

After she finished speaking, an old servant in gray beside her whispered a few words to the old lady, and looked at Meng Yan several times while muttering. After listening, the old lady seemed unable to believe her ears, and pointed to her hand. , "Poisonous woman, why did my son marry a poisonous woman like you?"

"Meng Yan is blind to marry this kind of scumbag." Meng Yan turned around, and half of her red and swollen face was exposed in front of the old lady. Here, inexplicably made the old lady happy.

"My son can't stand your beak." Seeing Meng Yan like this, the old lady felt happy, but when she heard Meng Yan's words, she became angry again, "You actually killed my unborn grandson."

"An'er is too lonely down here, it's not good to have a younger brother to accompany him." Meng Yan casually smoothed the front of her clothes, as if this matter was just a trivial matter.

"If you harm the unborn child, you will not be afraid of retribution." The old lady loves the boy even more. Her grandson drowned and died. It is a lie that she doesn't feel sorry for her grandson. Seeing Meng Yan crying to death, she also stopped cursing, never thought that Meng Yan's madness would cause Liu's miscarriage.

"Oh." Meng Yan only responded lazily. The incident became darker and darker. Who would believe that Liu Zimeng did it by herself?

"You..." The old lady was so angry that her hands were shaking. She didn't know where the strength came from, she stepped forward and grabbed Meng Yan's hand, and dragged Meng Yan to go out, "You sinful woman, follow me to see the ancestors. .”

The strength of the old lady was so great that Meng Yan couldn't break free for a while, so she could only be dragged away by the old lady. She wanted to kick the person away, but thinking that the other person was an old man, Meng Yan gritted her teeth and secretly thought that the gentleman had revenge for ten years not late.

A group of people procrastinated for a long time, and finally stopped in a small dark courtyard in the backyard. The old servant pushed open the old door, and a decaying smell came out from inside, making Meng Yan cough several times.

"Silence." The old lady shouted, behind her were two clusters of candles, suspended there, like two balls of will-o'-the-wisps, or two eyeballs, staring at Meng Yan faintly.

"You have violated the rule of seven. Kneel here and think about it." The old lady pointed to the straw mat at her feet. It seemed that there was a lot of dust on it, and it was obviously not very useful.

"During the time you have been thinking about, I will be in charge of everything in the mansion." The old lady raised her chin and ordered her to order. The old servant in gray stood beside the old lady, buried her head, and heard the old lady say this. When she said that, she raised her head and smiled grimly.

Dare to toss for a long time to be the housekeeper.Meng Yan stood there with a sneer. She didn't say anything about housekeeping rights, but looked up into the distance. In Yuanshen's memory, the Li family was a declining family. In Li Sijin's generation, they were no different from ordinary people. Li Sijin's family didn't have much ability to build things, but Li Sijin couldn't hold back Li Sijin, so he spent money to build this ancestral hall.

Speaking of which, this ancestral hall is not considered Meng Yan's property, which is even better.

"Bold, who told you to look directly at your ancestors." The old lady said.

"I'm just looking, but there's nothing I can do." Meng Yan looked away, and said to the old lady in confusion, "It's you who almost made a big mistake."

"What do you mean?" The old lady couldn't help but get angry.

"The family is not strict, and the children are not well educated. All day long, they only know how to eat and be lazy, and listen to the slander of the villain." The more Meng Yan said, the calmer she looked, the old lady felt guilty for no reason.

"You know your mistake." Meng Yan asked loudly.

The old lady felt guilty, Meng Yan's appearance reminded her of her husband, Li Sijin's father, who died early, and her words were full of authority, which made her terrified.

There was a chill in the wind that sent chills down the back.

"Kneel down!" Meng Yan suddenly snapped.

The old lady's legs were weak, if the old servant hadn't supported her, she might really have to kneel in front of Meng Yan today.But it's not bad, the old lady's limp legs fell into Meng Yan's eyes, as well as those maids' eyes.

"I'm just talking casually. It's my fault for scaring my mother-in-law." Meng Yan said this, but she didn't move her hands at all. She just stood there, with a smile in her eyes, mocking brightly.

"You bitch." Enraged by Meng Yan's gaze, the old lady threw off the old servant's hand angrily, and stepped forward to give Meng Yan a slap.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yan took a step back, leaving the old lady in vain.

"Mother-in-law is getting old, so don't mess around, lest you get accidentally injured, it's not good." Meng Yan kindly reminded the other party that it's normal for an old man to have osteoporosis, and it's more normal to break a bone after falling, but Meng Yan Yan didn't want the other party to be bedridden, and all she would spend would be her money and her people.

"I will feel distressed." Meng Yan blinked, speaking innocently.

"Nonsense." Taking the old servant's hand again, the old lady lost her mind to quarrel with Meng Yan again. If she stayed any longer, Meng Yan might continue to talk nonsense, so she said harshly, "Stay here tonight and think about the past."

Meng Yan didn't answer, she looked at the old lady with a pair of deep eyes, she felt uncomfortable looking at the old lady, she took her own people and left, and Meng Yan made such a fuss, she didn't dare to mention the housekeeper.

"Let's go." Meng Yan watched the old lady go away, caressing the pattern on the edge of the sleeve, her tone was dull.

"Ma'am." The servant girl behind Meng Yan came forward, "Do you want this servant to bring you some warm clothes?"

"How long have you been with me?" Meng Yan asked inexplicably.

"Eight years." The servant girl was taken aback, but quickly responded.

"It's been a long time." Meng Yan nodded. She looked back past the maid, and a group of maids stood there without saying a word. The deed is completely held in Meng Yan's hands, or in other words, most of the mansion is owned by Meng Yan.

After all, I have been living in poverty for a long time, and I don't know how to manage a large family business.

"It's too dark, go find some more candles." Staring at the densely packed spirit tablets, Meng Yan instructed the servant girl.

Although she didn't understand why Meng Yan wanted so many candles, the servant girl didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly left after saying something.

After the most loyal servant girl left, Meng Yan straightened her temples, turned around and walked out of the gloomy ancestral hall, and stood at the door waiting for someone to come back.

Not long after, the servant girl came back with a basket of candles, and in her hand was a lantern that illuminated the road. The orange light shone with a small light, like a light of hope in this dark night.

"Madam brought it." The servant girl said.

"Light all of them." Meng Yan took the lanterns from the servant girl's hands and motioned them to light up the ancestral hall.

"Yes."

A sea of ​​lights illuminated the entire ancestral hall. Meng Yan stood at the front with a lantern in her hand. Her back was facing the crowd. The candlelight stretched her back and softened her eyebrows and eyes.

"I plan to lay off some people, after all, there are too many idlers in the mansion."

As soon as the words were finished, the maidservants knelt down one after another, calling for Madam, with a tear in their voice, as if they were terrified.

"Your master is me." Meng Yan smiled slowly. She threw the lantern into the sea of ​​candles, watching the delicate lantern being licked up by the flames, knocking over the candles at the same time, and scattered them in all directions.

When the sparks started to ignite, Meng Yan slowly turned her head and looked at the kneeling people with a smile, "The ancestral hall is flooded, understand?"

"Slaves understand." The maids lowered their heads one by one, Meng Yan was warning them that anyone who dared to speak out would be sold out.

The flame behind her rose up little by little, Meng Yan turned around gracefully, and yawned lazily, "Let's go, we have to get up early tomorrow."

When she takes Li Yaoping back to her mother's house, let him manage the flood in Li's house.

The author has something to say:

Meng Yan: It's getting late, let the ancestral hall disappear

Thank you Yinzi, Mingge's mine, okay?