Chapter 1222: Finding Your Own Way
King Shou said that this matter can be closed in about half a month, but he is actually optimistic.
Meng Xiang and his wife are also easy to check, they are all in a few words, and it can be done in half a day.
But when he was chassing the old marquis and his wife, he ran into trouble.
The side refused to admit his guilt, no matter what he asked, Old Marquis Mu was a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water: "I don't know, I don't know." ”
Mrs. Mu was about to faint before she could say a few words, and she was so sick that she wanted to die or live.
Mu Zixin cried as soon as he asked: "The sinner is sorry Your Majesty, there is absolutely no poisoning, it is she who is suspicious and runs away secretly."
The sinner was afraid that he would not be able to speak clearly, and he felt embarrassed, so he was forced to come up with that method and try to hide it. ”
The servant woman was recruited, but she knew only a few words, and it was just a few words, all of which were similar to what the third grandmother said.
King Shou is not in a hurry, he will be punished when he should be punished, and he will be arrested when he should be arrested.
In a few days, most of the subordinates of the Muhou Mansion were summoned to the court, and a small half were left behind in prison for interrogation day and night.
The people were panicked, those who had a way to run ran away, and the Muhou Mansion, which was extremely lively in the past, was instantly deserted and desolate.
Mu Yao lost face and was in a bad mood, so she simply locked herself up and didn't say anything, but asked anything in the house.
Mrs. Muda ran to her mother's house for help, but her mother's family avoided it, so she only cried and cursed.
Although the second master Mu wanted to turn the tide, he was powerless, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he simply stopped the pill for the Gu family.
The people of Mujia Street are also panicked, and everyone is looking for their own way out.
And the courtyard planted with osmanthus flowers on Mujia Street still exudes the fragrance of all kinds of food every day, which tempts these people to be irritable and want to rob people every day.
At this time, there are two more shops in the west that are about to open to recruit people.
The fat aunt's family took the lead in applying for work, and smoothly entered the work, and Muhou Mansion was too busy to take care of himself, and no one took care of it.
Everyone was envious for a while, and they came to inquire one after another, and they all wanted to ask the fat aunt to introduce them to work.
The fat aunt picked the most shrewd and capable one, took it over, and tried the work at the shop, and used more than 20 people at once.
When the news came back, the entire Mujia Street was boiling.
More people want to go out to work, but other shops are not as good as Gao Shengji, and as soon as they heard that it was Mu's, they couldn't help but drive people away.
So seven or eight days passed, and the people on Mujia Street were all idle except for Gao Shengji, who received more than 20 people.
And the second master Mu was busy dealing with the lawsuit, so he forgot to arrange for the distribution of food and expenses to these people.
The angry Mu clan people surrounded the Muhou Mansion, and they were almost about to enter the mansion to grab things and divide things.
At the critical moment, it was the old lady Gu who led people to maintain order as a hundred generations of in-laws.
Second Master Mu personally divided the food consumption for another season, and only then did he calm down the anger of the clansmen.
The matter was so troublesome that even Mu Yunhan, a person who lived in seclusion at home, heard about it.
When she saw Gu Fenglin at night, she couldn't help but say to him: "Your old lady is really too powerful, this time, does he plan to take the opportunity to pinch Muhou Mansion in his hands and let him rub it round and flat?" ”
Gu Fenglin said: "That's what he meant, but Second Master Mu is not a vegetarian, the secret recipe for dispensing medicine, and the people who supply blood, are all pinched, and they refuse to let it out." ”