Chapter 268 You should have a good rest when you are old!

Chapter 268 You should have a good rest when you are old!

Old Lady Ming's eyes bulged and bloodshot were spreading rapidly in them.

Her old face had become sickly red due to excessive congestion. Her hands were stretched in front of her, grabbing something randomly. Her mouth and tongue were wide open and expanding and contracting, but the leather rope tightly around her neck was slowly shrinking, making it impossible for her to make any sound.

The son, who had lowered his head and retreated to the door, stopped moving.

Ming Qingda turned around with bloody emotions in his eyes, which made Old Lady Ming, who had lived with him for many years, feel very unfamiliar.

Why didn't he save me?
Yes, there was fear, terror, guilt and madness in his eyes, but there was no surprise!
Gradually, Ming Qingda, whose face became increasingly ferocious, walked quickly from the door to the front of Old Lady Ming, grabbed the leather ropes on both sides, and worked together with the maid behind Old Lady Ming to tighten the ropes with all their might.

Ming Qingda was trying hard while he kept yelling in the old lady's ear: "Go to hell! Go to hell! Why haven't you died yet? You should have died a long time ago. Why are you dying now?!"

Old Lady Ming kicked her legs wildly, with endless shock, anger and resentment flashing in her eyes. She stared at the stranger in front of her, as if she wanted to remember everything about him in her heart.

Slowly, her breathing became intermittent, and the burning pain in her lungs was the medicine that kept her alive, mixed with hatred and stimulating her brain.

Her eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets, and her arms were waving wildly, exerting her last bit of strength as she grabbed Ming Qingda's sleeves.

"Mother, you taught me this!"

Ming Qingda kept exerting all his strength. He was not young anymore, and this mental and physical training made him gasp for breath. "Xiaofeng has been mine for a long time, but you still think of her as your trusted maid? To accomplish great things, some sacrifices are inevitable. For the Ming family, I think mother is willing to make sacrifices, right?"

"Just like when you sacrifice others!"

With a loud roar, Old Lady Ming's body suddenly went limp, her arms fell down weakly, and there was no more movement.

The temperature in the room was very low, so low that it made people feel cold.

The old lady Ming, who had managed the Ming family's business in Jiangnan for more than 20 years, had ascended to heaven.
Ming Qingda collapsed to the ground and laughed silently.

I'm old, it's time to take a good rest. Karma is a cycle, but he didn't know that after he killed his mother, his own son might do the same to him one day.
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Inside Ming Garden, people from the Supervisory Council were slowly gathering towards the front yard.

They searched the entire Ming Garden, and checked every place, big and small, no less than twice. Even with their skills, they found many secret rooms and hidden compartments, but they couldn't find a place where a living person could be hidden.

Feeling the growing anger of the people in Mingyuan, the people in the Overwatch Council hung their heads dejectedly, not daring to look into the eyes of the Chief Commissioner, filled with guilt for their own incompetence.

Looking at the mess in the garden, Fan Xian smiled slightly.

A house search is naturally very rough.

In the feudal dynasty, searching a house was only one level lower than confiscating property, so the means were naturally not too gentle. Seeing that more and more people from the Ming Mansion were gathering, and they were vaguely planning to surround the forty of them, Fan Xian walked out of the queue and said loudly: "Accompany me for one last time!"

"Yes!"

People from various supervisory offices placed their hands on the hilts of the swords at their waists, guarding against possible sneak attacks from people in Ming Garden.

The people in front of me are fine, but some servants and guards in the distance are all armed, so I have to be on guard!

Fan Xian walked straight to the back garden. He knew with his head that it was impossible for someone to hide in the front garden. There were many people coming in and out every day, and there was no suitable place to design. There was no other way except to dig underground. Fan Xian had not stopped the people from the Supervisory Office from searching the front garden before, so he naturally intended to eliminate this option as a last resort.

"Wait!" Ming Lanshi angrily stepped forward, blocking everyone's path and said, "We've already checked and searched, why do we have to look for it again?"

"The back garden is where the elderly and women of the family live. We allowed you to search it once before, but this is not a reason for you to keep humiliating our Ming family!"

Fan Xian listened to Ming Lanshi's scolding without stopping for a moment.

Seeing the forty ferocious men getting closer and closer, Ming Lanshi opened his arms and refused to give in even a bit!
At this time, the outside of the garden was welcoming the troop dispatch of Governor Xue Qing. Upon hearing the news, Ming Lanshi smiled happily and felt more confident!
"Get out of the way! Are you going to disobey the order? Let me remind you, I am now the imperial envoy, representing the will of His Majesty. If you dare to stop me, you will be attempting to rebel!"

Fan Xian said coldly, almost pulling out the long sword in his hand.

Seeing that the situation was stronger than the people, Ming Lanshi thought that so many people from the Supervisory Office had not found anything before, so what was the use of relying on Fan Xian alone this time?

Don't make a fool of yourself and give Fan Xian an excuse to kill you.

Fan Xian stretched out his left hand and pushed Minglanshi aside. Then, just as he was about to stride forward, he heard a noise behind him.

It turned out that a servant from Ming Garden ran in, looking as if he had seen a ghost, his body trembling non-stop: "Dead, all dead! Young Master, the old lady is dead!"

"Who? Who's dead?"

Ming Lanshi's face showed a trace of anger, and he said in a hateful voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you! Tell me, who died?"

The servant murmured and dared not say anything more, but the carrier pigeon in his hand reminded Ming Lanshi what to do.

Ming Lanshi hurriedly snatched the carrier pigeon from the servant's hand, took the note on it and began to read it. After reading the first line, he froze where he was.

"You still can't keep it secret for long?" Fan Xian felt a little sorry, and shook his head with a sigh.

“Stop! From now on, no more entering to search!” Ming Lanshi yelled with red eyes. In an instant, all the servants in Ming Garden who heard the news of the death of Old Lady Ming surrounded him.

Even though they were still a little shocked, they unconditionally stopped the more than 40 people from the Supervisory Council, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands and with hatred in their eyes!
Fan Xian frowned slightly and shouted, "Let's see who dares to stop me!"

"Fan Xian!"

"I, the Ming family, respect you as an imperial envoy to Jiangnan, so I tolerate you again and again. Even today when you had no reason to search the garden, I let you act recklessly!"

"Now that something terrible has happened to my Ming Mansion, you still continue to bully us again and again. Do you really think that the people of Jiangnan have lost their blood?"

"Be on guard!" Fan Xian shouted loudly and prepared to break out. Looking at the situation on the field, he felt that it was a bit difficult to deal with. He immediately had a reason after his eyes turned.

"We are all very saddened by the death of the old lady of the Ming family. After all, such a good old person died for no reason. But there is something strange about this matter. I have reason to suspect that the old lady did not commit suicide, but it was more like a man-made thing!"

"The Overwatch Council is searching the back garden to find clues. What? As a descendant of a human being, Master Ming, are you still determined to stop us from investigating the case?"

(End of this chapter)