The Little King Next Door Chapter 36: Hello 1.36

Master Fang was blushing with anger and had a thick neck. He could almost predict what his wife was thinking at the moment.

More unbearable than being misunderstood is that this sudden scene ruined the beautiful atmosphere that had just melted between him and his wife. Master Fang understands that if this matter is not handled well, he will not want to enter the door tonight. And if it wasn't for this, he could have entered the door!

Fang Xinrui's expression changed slightly. She couldn't figure out whether the scene in front of her was pre-arranged by her father. Therefore, when Mrs. Fang showed a mocking expression and questioned, she immediately cast her doubtful eyes at Master Fang, trying to get an answer from him.

As soon as Mr. Fang saw his precious daughter, he also began to doubt himself, and became even more angry. There was a sullen breath in his chest, which was very uncomfortable.

"I didn't do anything!" He glared at Fang Xinrui and Mrs. Fang again, trying to clear his grievances with a tough performance.

Mrs. Fang hooked the corners of her mouth and hummed softly, making it clear that she didn't believe it. Fang Xinrui, however, showed a calm look, and agreed: "Is it better to ask the bound servant, maybe there is a misunderstanding?"

When Mr. Fang saw his daughter speaking for him, he quickly said: "That's right, I have to ask this servant why he ran away when he heard that my master was looking for him! Could it be that his hands and feet are not clean?"

Mrs. Fang said in disbelief: "You are not afraid of the shadow, since you have not done anything wrong, why are you bluffing like this? Look at your face, your face is red with anger!"

Master Fang sneered, laughed and said: "How can I show my face? What kind of bluff is not a shadow! It's just that this servant is really annoying. He ran away when he heard that I was looking for him, I don't know. People think I'm such a harsh master!"

Mrs. Fang smiled lightly, waved her hand, and stopped Fang Xinrui, who was hesitant to speak, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't be angry, want to prove your innocence? Don't speak, let me Come and ask him? What are the facts? Just ask and it will be clear.”

Mrs. Fang gave Fang Xinrui a wink, Fang Xinrui nodded knowingly, then looked at Master Fang, and when she saw him nodding, she stood on the threshold and said to the housekeeper, "Take that trapped servant forward. Come, mother has a few words to ask him."

The bound servant was pulled by the arms of two strong men and pulled to the stone steps in front of the door, kneeling. He was tied with a finger-thick hemp rope, and his body was twisted like a twist. A wad of cloth was stuffed to stop the whimpering sound coming out of his mouth. His face was flushed from the lack of breathing and excessive tension, and his eyes were protruding and struggling like a stranded fish.

The housekeeper said a few words with a confused look: "Be calm in front of the masters, explain everything clearly, and you can tell what the masters ask, and no one will embarrass you. If you really do something wrong , please ask for mercy, the masters are kind-hearted, and maybe they will spare your life. If you insist on not cooperating..." The rest of the words don't need to be said, it is enough for people to understand the meaning.

The sobbing voice in the servant's mouth stopped abruptly in such a combination of soft and hard words.

Although the housekeeper didn't know what was going on, he could guess some signs from the servant's move to escape and his panicked expression, so he beat him on a routine basis, seeing that the servant was a wise man Yes, he smiled contentedly, and said, "That's right! Be safe!" He stretched out his hand and tore off the ball of cloth stuck in his mouth.

As soon as the little boy removed the cloth from his mouth, he immediately kowtowed his head on the ground. After just a few clicks, a pool of blood appeared on his forehead and gurgled down his cheeks.

While kowtowing, he begged for mercy: "Master, Madam, I know I'm wrong, please forgive me this time! I won't dare again next time!"

Mrs. Fang hurriedly asked someone to stop him from continuing to kowtow, and said with a gentle expression: "I know everything, and I can't blame you all for this."

As soon as the little servant heard this, he immediately understood that the matter had been exposed. The heart that originally had a trace of luck suddenly became desperate, and at the same time, regrets poured into his heart. If someone hadn't pulled him, his head would have been knocked to the ground again.

"You know I'm wrong, I just ask my wife to spare me this time!" The little servant hurriedly admitted his mistake and begged for mercy.

Mrs. Fang's eyes fluttered lightly on Master Fang's face, which was full of complex expressions such as anger and anger, and there was a little smug look in her eyes. She looked even more gentle and said to the bound servant: "Tell me, what happened on the day that Master held a banquet to entertain Qu Gongzi and Wang Gongzi?"

The servant recalled that day with a remorseful expression on his face.

"On that day, after Mr. Qu and Mr. Wang finished writing poems in the pavilion, the master ordered me to pick up the paper **** on the ground."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fang showed a satisfied look on her face. Master Fang's eyes widened in disbelief. He almost really thought he had instructed this servant to change the poem. And Fang Xinrui couldn't help showing a surprised look. Could it be that she was really deceived by her father?

"What happened after that?" Madam Fang asked with complacent eyes when she saw that the servant had stopped.

"...Later, the matchmaker Zhang found me and asked me to replace the two poems in my hand. She asked me to replace the two poems written by Wang Gongzi and replaced them with two pieces of paper that I smeared at will, When the master wants it, hand it in." As soon as he finished speaking, he cried out loudly: "Master, madam, please forgive me this time! My mother is sick in bed, and the matchmaker Zhang said that if I agree to this She gave me 20 taels of silver to ask a doctor to see my mother. It's hard for me to be young!"

"...Who do you think asked you to change your poems?" Mrs. Fang clenched her fingers tightly, unable to believe what she heard. She turned her head to look at Mr. Fang, and found that he was also surprised, and became even more confused.

The servant answered without hesitation: "It's the matchmaker Zhang."

"Why did the matchmaker Zhang do this?" Mrs. Fang asked with a cold expression and a sharp voice.

The little servant was stunned by her pressing and questioning expression, and said tremblingly, "I don't know if the little one..."

Mrs. Fang's face was gloomy, and she lowered her eyes, wondering what she was thinking of.

Master Fang's expression is even more serious than Madam Fang's. At this moment, he has no grievances in his heart, and he is happy and relieved.

Only Fang Xinrui's expression was calm, she raised her voice and asked, "Is there anything else to hide?"

The servant bit his mouth and struggled for a while before saying: "The money that Zhang matchmaker gave me after seeing my mother's illness has seven taels left, buried under the tree in front of my house..."

This is obviously not what Fang Xinrui wants to hear. In fact, no one is worried about the whereabouts of the stolen money.

Fang Xinrui asked again: "Is there nothing else?"

The little servant was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to think for a while, and then raised his head, a hesitant look appeared on his face: "...One more thing, Xiao... Xiao did not change the poem... …”

Fang Xinrui was stunned for a moment.

The little servant said ashamed: "The little one knows that no one will believe it, even the little one himself will not believe it."

Fang Xinrui regained her composure, "How do you know no one will believe you if you don't say it?"

The little servant seemed to have received some kind of encouragement, and he continued: "After the little boy picked up the poem that day, according to Zhang's request, he planned to replace it with two sheets of paper he painted. At that time, there was no one in the pavilion. , the little one couldn't hold back, so he opened the two poems left by Prince Wang and read, the poems..." He paused for a while, and then said, "...it seems that someone has already replaced it. So I didn't replace it with my own when I was younger."

He didn't say the name he guessed in his mind. When he wanted to come, it was estimated that the matchmaker Zhang was worried about letting him write it. But if this is the case, it would be superfluous to deliberately bribe him, as if he was given money to become an accomplice in vain.

The fact that he didn't change the poems, he was going to rot in his stomach, because no one would believe it except the matchmaker Zhang who knew about it.

The little servant couldn't figure it out no matter what, but he deeply understood one thing. The money he received from the matchmaker was her accomplice. Whether he did it or she did it, He can't escape. Since he took the twenty taels of silver, he hadn't slept for a day. Every day I was worried that the matchmaker Zhang had asked him to change his poems was discovered.