The prison guard placed the torture instruments one by one on the open space in front of Yang Jian. Yang Jian looked at the red soldering iron not far away, the tiger bench with nails in the corner, and the small whip soaked in salt water...

Yang Jian had goose bumps all over his body. The man in the official uniform said, "Young Master Yang, I am Yuwen Hui, you are your interrogator. The suffering you and your father have suffered can be recorded on me. I'm waiting for you to come to me for it!"

Yang Jian's hair was standing up. Yuwen would smile wickedly: "Or you might have waited to go to the underworld to send a report to the King of Hell!"

Yuwen Hui picked up the purple clay teapot: "Come on, let's loosen the muscles and bones for Mr. Yang first!" The prison guard took out the whip from the salt water basin.

Yuwen Hui took a sip of tea and said proudly: "Other people's whips are soaked in salt water, so how can they be enough! My people are mixed with chili powder! Super spicy! Hahahaha!"

With a whip, Yang Jian screamed "Ah!". Yuwen Hui said, "Go, call today's protagonist on the court!" After the prison leader took the order, he went out.

Yang Zhong was taken to the interrogation room. Accompanied by loud whips, Yang Jian screamed and climaxed.

Yuwen Hui walked to Yang Zhong: "How about it, you feel sorry for your son like this! Should you consider the truthful confession, how did you keep hiding the Turks and colluding with the enemy and treason!"

Yang Zhong was unmoved. Yuwen Hui said: "Oh, it's hard to say that your eldest son is worse than death if he dies. I heard that the Turks like to use iron chains to lock the captives' pipa bones and raise them as animals!"

Yuwen Hui said: "It's a pity that Yang Zheng is so handsome and handsome! Hahaha, when I think of his embarrassed look, I can't help laughing!"

Yang Jian didn't know if he was paralyzed in pain or was tired, so he fainted. The prison guard woke him up with a basin of cold water. Yang Jian saw Yang Zhong.

Yang Jian seemed to have no strength to speak. Yuwen Hui asked him: "How is it? It's very satisfying to burn fire! Actually, there are many good things here, such as those who chop their feet, those who dig their eyes, and those who cut their noses..."

Yuwen Hui approached Yang Jian: "Your father committed the crime of colluding with the enemy and traitoring the country, but you, your son who has never received any care from him, suffers. You are so pitiful!"

Yang Jian's face was twisted because of pain. Yuwen Hui said: "All his father's love was given to your brother Yang Zheng. Yang Zheng's life and death were unknown. He was afraid that the incense would be cut off, so he took you back home. You are just a tool for him to pass on the family line."

The blood, sweat and tears were mixed on Yang Jian's face, and the muscles on his body twitched due to the pain. He gritted his teeth and refused to let himself spit out a word because of his confusion.

Gala ran all the way from the front door to the Ningbi Courtyard, the center of the mansion, which was where the old lady lived. Along the way, Gala felt unprecedented silence.

Although the servants and servants in the mansion have not been dismissed, they are in panic, either gathering together to play cards in groups of three or three, or chatting and eating melon seeds.

The servants followed the butt of the pretty girl like a fly, and the old wives bullied the honest and kind little girls. This family is already in chaos.

Gala asked to call the supervisor, but there was no trace of the person who went to call the person. Xiao Qi, who was usually following Yang Jian, was interested. When he heard that the third young lady was back, he came to search for him quickly.

Gala had already entered the old lady's house. Fortunately, Ling Yun, who was beside the old lady, was a reliable person. The old lady seemed to have not suffered any grievances these days.

Gala greeted the old lady: "Grandma! I'm back!" The old lady saw Gala: "It's all right, my baby granddaughter, you're back!"

The old lady still didn't seem to know anyone. Gala looked at Ling Yun with an awkward look. Ling Yun said, "The people in the family can already recognize each other, but they always regard the third young lady..."

Gala understood. The old lady held Gala's hand: "You are back! These days after you entered the palace, grandma missed you so much!"

Gala was a little surprised: the old lady actually knew that she had entered the palace. Gala smiled and chatted with the old lady for a while. It was already noon. After having dinner with the old lady, he coaxed the old lady to go to bed.

Gala and Ling Yun came out of the old lady's house. Gala held Ling Yun's hand and asked, "Have the second young master ever visited the old lady these days?"

Ling Yun said: "The Second Young Master comes to pay tribute to the old lady every morning and evening." Garo nodded: "The family is so messy, does the Second Young Master know?"

Ling Yun said: "I'm not easy to guess, but I think the Second Young Master should have heard of it. Sometimes the servants go to find the Second Young Master to make a decision, but he just says I don't care, as if he's angry!"

Chapter 37

Gala's tone seemed to be angry: "He doesn't care, I'll care! Hua Shang, why did she go home to see her old mother for so long?"

Gala said to Xiaoqi: "Where do you go to my father, and borrow a small team of men... I told the people in the mansion that they would gather in the back garden after an hour."

Xiao Qi said, "As for the order." One hour later, nearly a hundred people in the mansion were only halfway through the house. Gala had already asked the eldest wife and the second wife to sit upright on the high seat in the main hall, while he was sitting in the guest seat.

Hua Shang came in to pay his respects to his master: "Grandma Third Young Master, the time is here." At this time, a girl slowly walked into the yard without restraint.

Garo asked: "Have the General Manager Wu from the mansion returned?" General Manager Wu walked up to him with a smile: "Grandma San Shao, I'm here!"

Galo said: "It's good that you're back. This girl can't tell me. I'm going to drag her down, beat her twenty boards and fined her one month's salary."

Manager Wu looked embarrassed: "Grandma Third Young Master, this...is too heavy!" Manager Wu looked at the eldest and second wives sitting in the upper seat.

Gala bowed to the eldest and second wives: "Mother, aunt, I know you two are living Bodhisattvas and have always been generous to these people below. Only all people below are so confident! My father had already told me to come and serve as the housekeeper! I will do my family law once today."

The wife of the big house, Yu Wen, did not give birth to her. Since her husband Yang Zhong was captured, she has been rejected several times when she asked to see the Dazukakuo several times, and she has lost her backbone and dared not make big decisions.

The wife of the second wife died early. Although the eldest uncle Yang Zhong did not feel sorry for her and her son and daughter, she still had a lot of dissatisfaction with the Yang family and always felt that everyone owed her.

Garo said: "General Manager Wu, this is the list of the servants in the mansion. There are more than one hundred people on it. Now less than half of them are here. You are responsible for calling the rest."

Manager Wu didn't know how to answer for a moment. He looked around blankly and found no one who could help him. Manager Wu realized one thing, why did Grandma Santa summon them here?

This place was originally called the Convent Hall, but after Yang Zhong's grandfather Yang Lie took charge of the family, he felt that he should be arbitrary in everything at home and had nothing to discuss. Later, the place was abandoned.

The main room is not big and has not been repaired for a long time. It has a little dark wall. There are a few tables and a few chairs in the main hall. There is no other furniture, and it is empty and solemn.

The four big words "Open and upright" hung on the north wall of the main hall, and General Manager Wu's legs were a little weak. Galo looked at General Manager Wu looking around.

Galo said: "Dear families, some of them may not be familiar with this place. This is the Yang family's convention hall, which is the place where the wife discusses handling family affairs. The great-grandfather abandoned the place because of her great-grandmother's death, but from today, the place will be re-activated."

Manager Wu deliberately changed the topic: "Grandma San Shao, you said you want to use this place, let us re-arrange it early, scratch putty, and apply some paint! This..."

Garo said: "Mr. Wu, I have been married to this mansion for more than ten days. Why do I feel that I can't count more than a hundred servants! I just opened a page and read the names of five people, but found only two people."

Manager Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Two people went back to their hometown in the countryside for sick leave, and one of them... He died of illness and had not had time to eliminate his name."

Galo said, "Oh, so that's the case. I just ordered all the people here and asked the people present where the others had gone. But I found that many names were not seen by people who worked here all year round."

Manager Wu staggered and fell to the ground, then struggled to stand up by himself: "Grandma San Shao, what you said is true, but many servants are empty salary... This... It's like the army is empty salary, not a day or two..."

Galo said: "That's what you mean, because this has happened for a long time, I should just sit back and turn a blind eye, right?"

Manager Wu was anxious: "Grandma San, I can't do anything about this! The eldest master and the second master have so many aunts, and which master has few poor relatives? Not everyone was born with a golden spoon in his mouth like you!"

Galo said: "I won't pursue the fact that there are no serious people working in the mansion. I will not pursue the number of empty salary I have eaten in the past. The name is removed from the roster and no longer spends their wages in the future."

Galo opened another page of the account book: "I'll ask you again, is the only thing that the rent I paid this month on it is Chen Mi in the jar that was chewed by insects?"

General Manager Wu said: "Grandma San Shao, at this time, the seeds have just been sown, where can new rice come from?" Garo gave Xiao Qi a look and Xiao Qi took half a bag of rice.

Galo grabbed a handful of rice from the bag: "This is a rent you just paid for by a family that you haven't had time to collect. Look at what grew in the same field and say, where did you sell the rice?"

General Manager Wu was anxious and jumped over the wall: "Grandma San Shao, there is no real evidence. Don't slander people. I was born in the Yang Mansion and grew up in the Yang Mansion. In this family, you can't cover the sky with your hands!"

General Manager Wu gave an order: "Come here! Grandma San Shao is tired, please go back to the room!" Several of General Manager Wu's minions rushed into the room.

Garo gave the order: "Come!" More than 20 soldiers hiding in the inner room, wearing casual clothes rushed in: "Miss Seven!" These people were not in a hurry to take action.
Chapter completed!