In the Rongqing Hall, Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang looked at the paper figures with needles stuck in front of them, their expressions were horrified.

The names of Mrs. Wang, Baoyu and Sister Feng are written on the little paper figures, and the dates should be the birth dates...

"What a bastard, luckily she is Baoyu's godmother, so I'll kill her with a stick." Mrs. Wang said viciously, she no longer looked as kind as before.

Not to mention Mrs. Wang, even Mrs. Jia couldn't bear it. Baoyu was her lifeblood, and someone actually wanted to murder him.

Jia Yun was not surprised by this. He would be so determined to raid the Yaowang Temple because he knew that Ma Daopo was not clean. If he raided the Yaowang Temple, he would surely find something.

Looking at the respectful Lin Zhixiao, Jia Yun asked: "Besides these, what else did you find?"

Although it is Wu Ce who is doing the work, this is the inner house. Wu Ce is not a servant of the house, but a real outsider. The whole family is here, how can he let Wu Ce in? Even if Jia Yun doesn't care about it, then it's not possible.

We had to consider the thoughts of the female relatives, so when we asked Wu Ce to copy the Yaowang Temple, we asked Lin Zhixiao to go with him.

Lin Zhixiao replied truthfully: "Sir, I also took out a cabinet. There are many clay sculptures in the cabinet. Some of them wear headbands, some of them have nails in their chests, and some of them have locks on their necks. The old slaves are holding them tightly.

I brought a few over to the house, but the others are outside. There are also a few small accounts and letters underneath, which I dare not read."

With that said, Lin Zhixiao respectfully handed over the small account letter. Jia Yun took it and opened it and looked at it. The small account remembers some accounts, such as which family donated how much silver and how much sesame oil. As for the letters, they were just a few.

Among the dirty things the woman asked for, several letters from Aunt Zhao caught Jia Yun's attention.

Without any scruples, Jia Yun tore it open and read it on the spot. He scanned it roughly and found out that Aunt Zhao asked Ma Daopo to try to curse it.

Shaking his hand, Jia Yun handed the letter out and said, "Okay, old lady, take a look for yourself. Don't say that this kid has wronged someone."

Jia Mu took the piece of paper and looked at the rough words on it. Before she even finished reading, she threw it to the ground and shouted angrily: "Go, bring me that little whore, Aunt Zhao!"

The straw man Jia Mu who had seen the people cursing Baoyu earlier had a guess in her mind that it must be the bullshit done by people in the mansion. Now that she saw the letter, she was even more sure. At this time, Jia Mu was furious and felt that she was eating Aunt Zhao's heart.

He has his heart, the bastard lamb, he even dares to touch her lifeblood.

Jia Yun calmed down, pointed to the letters on several cases, and said: "Lin Zhixiao, hand over these things and Ma Daopo to the Shuntian Mansion Office. Let the Shuntian Mansion Office deal with them how to deal with them.

As for the money stolen from the Duke's Mansion, let the people from Shuntian Mansion send it back to the Duke's Mansion, and the other things should be returned to the victims."

Lin Zhixiao agreed and immediately retreated to make arrangements.

Jia Yun didn't have any feelings for Ma Daopo. It seemed that this kind of people were just cheating. They dared to keep the letters they exchanged. It was clear that they planned to use them to threaten others in the future. People with such evil intentions would be beaten to death.

It's not an exaggeration.

But these women are also stupid. How can they use letters to do this kind of thing? Ignorant women and children, this is the kind of people I’m talking about.

Things were going on here, and Jia Yun was not in the mood to have a meal, so he said: "Old lady, there is no need for dinner boy. You will always take care of the matter here."

Jia's mother was so angry at Jia Yun's words that she said angrily: "What happened to you, do you want to leave just because you slapped your butt?"

Jia Yun raised his eyebrows when he heard this. What did he cause? If Jia's mother didn't want Jia Yun to give her money, he didn't bother to pay attention. Can this be blamed on Jia Yun?

"Old lady, this is Xifu's business, and I have nothing to do with it. What's more, you have been gullible about Ma Daopo. I helped you deal with her, and didn't let the old woman deceive her too deeply. She even pursued her.

To get back the property that was defrauded, you don’t think of the boy’s good, but blame me, it’s really unreasonable!”

Listening to Jia Yun's words, Jia's mother was extremely upset. They had been deceived, so they couldn't just say a few soft words to express the feelings of their elders. They had to make it clear and stab them in the heart with a knife?

Mother Jia was so angry that the gold hairpin on her head jumped wildly, and she scolded: "You are so damn fart, you are the patriarch, and there is such a scumbag prostitute in the house. If you don't care, who will be willing to subjugate you as the patriarch in the future?"

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Jia Yun twitched the corner of his mouth. This Jia mother used the patriarch to provoke Jia Yun. She really thought Jia Yun couldn't see the signs. No one in the house knew that Jia Zheng was very old and doted on Aunt Zhao very much. He made mistakes on weekdays.

, Mrs. Wang can scold her once, but it is difficult to do it, and Mrs. Wang cannot scold too much. If she scolds too much, she will be known as a jealous woman.

According to Jia Yun's guess, Aunt Zhao will definitely use the three most powerful tools of a woman, crying, making trouble, and hanging herself. After all, nothing happened. Jia Zheng guessed that he would watch Aunt Zhao's dedicated service and care.

For the sake of a pair of children, important matters are reduced to trivial matters and dealt with symbolically.

Mother Jia herself wanted to deal with Aunt Zhao severely, but she always had to worry about her face for her beloved little son, so she wanted to push Jia Yun to take the lead. It was a good calculation.

Jia Yun snorted and said: "This Ma Daopo is a liar, and the straw man of Lao Shizi is just for bluffing people, what use can it be?

The old lady has lived for most of her life and has eaten more salt than the boy has eaten, so such little things are not easy to grasp."

Jia Mu listened and nodded. There was no problem in handling this small matter. Jia Yun was still sensible. But after thinking about it carefully, Jia Mu's face darkened again. What do you mean by living for most of your life? This sentence sounded awkward.

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With a snort, Jia Mu did not say much to Jia Yun, but scoundrelly said: "At such an old age, I still have to deal with everything. You juniors have never seen a show? Don't quarrel with me, just say this."

It’s up to you whether you can do it or not.”

This matter is not a big deal. Logically speaking, if something dirty happens in the house, he, the patriarch, should come forward. Moreover, Jia Mu did not tell Jia Yun how to do it, and gave the initiative to Jia Yun. This is

It was difficult for Jia Yun to refuse.

Thinking that the two houses of Japan and Japan must be reconciled, Jia Yun waved his hand and said: "Come on, you have already spoken. What else can I say? I will help you deal with it. But I made it clear in advance that if I do it, I can't do it."

Don't end up complaining about me."

When Jia Mu heard this, she didn't take it seriously and said, "If you deal with it justly, can I blame you?"

Listen to this, doesn't this mean that if Jia Yun doesn't deal with it impartially, he will definitely be blamed...

Jia Yun waved his hand and said, "Okay, Yuanyang, go call Mr. Zheng over."

Jia Mu was startled when she heard this and asked quickly: "Why did you call Zheng'er over?"

Jia Yun said angrily: "Don't listen to Mr. Zheng. If the handling is bad, Mr. Zheng will blame you in his heart, and you will have to spit on me."

Mother Jia nodded after hearing this. Although she knew that Jia Zheng would not do anything to her as a mother, she was the youngest son she cared about. She didn't want to have any estrangement between mother and son. If she hadn't cared about this, Mother Jia would have been depressed.

Aunt Zhao.

Listening to Jia Yun's reliable words, Jia's mother felt at ease. When it came to doing things, Jia Yun was much more reliable...
Chapter completed!