Zhongfu.
At two o'clock in the evening.
On the corridor in the front yard of No. 9.
Jiang Ping was thinking about the family rules in her mind, when she saw Li Yang coming towards her, she bowed and greeted with a smile, "Sister-in-law Liu'er..."
Li Yang nodded lightly, said "hmm", and passed by.
"..." Jiang Ping looked ugly and clenched her pink fists in her sleeves.
Li Yang stopped, turned around and asked with a smile: "By the way, sister Ping'er! Have the rules been established in the clan? It's been a long time, don't wait until the master asks, if you can't take it out, let the other sisters see it. It’s a joke.”
"Sister-in-law, don't bother me!" Jiang Ping said with a smile, deliberately emphasizing the word 'sister-in-law'. She was so angry that she actually called her master directly and stopped calling her uncle. How shameless!
"I kindly remind you." Li Yang covered her mouth and smiled, twisted her waist and left.
The maid Xiaoqin who was bowing her head at the side raised her eyes and whispered: "Madam, she is too rude. In our Zhong Mansion, she talks to you in such a strange manner. You are the master's real wife and the master of the backyard." , what is her identity..."
Jiang Ping glanced at Xiaoqin and said, "Watch your mouth."
"Yes, ma'am!"
The two walked away.
A figure walked out of the corner of the dark corridor, taking in the scene just now.
But it was Li Shangwu, the eldest son of the Li family.
Sighing, he hurriedly caught up with Li Yang in the garden and pulled her to the side of a remote rockery.
"Wu'er, what's the matter with you..."
"Mother!"
Li Shangwu shouted in a suppressed voice, pursed his lips, and asked sternly: "Why, mother? How could you become so unreasonable? Why are you deliberately making things difficult for Aunt Ping?!"
He really couldn't figure it out, it made no sense, and it wasn't the character of his mother that he knew.
Li Yang glanced at her son and said, "Is there something wrong? If nothing happens, go back home quickly. My mother still has to go talk to Sister Dongcao."
Li Shangwu suppressed the suffocation in his chest, "Mother, this is in Zhong Mansion. We will have to rely on our adoptive father from now on. Others can't see it, but you can't see it? Aunt Ping has an extraordinary position in the heart of her adoptive father. Why did you provoke her for no reason?"
Li Yang smiled bitterly in his heart, there is nothing I can do about it, this is a task assigned by my uncle, I have to complete it properly, "Don't worry about it, just do your own thing."
"..." If it weren't for his mother, Li Shangwu would have scolded him. He took a breath and said seriously: "Mother, I know that you have a foster father in your heart, but why do you insist on going against Aunt Ping?"
Li Yang couldn't help but feel her cheeks getting hot when her son told her face to face. Fortunately, it was dark here so she couldn't see.
Li Shangwu: "Before his death, my father asked the child to recognize Uncle Zhong as his adoptive father. Although he did not say it explicitly to you, his meaning was very obvious. You are still young, and it is only appropriate and proper for you to marry your adoptive father. Since you have intention, you should speak directly to your adoptive father. He said, if your adoptive father doesn't want to, then you can find another suitable man to marry."
Li Yang sighed in her heart, "How can you still be young? You are already forty years old. In a few years, you will not be able to hide your age even with pearls, rouge, and powder. There are so many beauties in Zhongfu. How could your uncle fall in love with your mother and me?"
"Then you shouldn't act like a monster! Do you want to squeeze Aunt Ping out of the way?"
"Presumptuous!" Li Yang shouted in a low voice.
Li Shangwu looked at each other and said, "When the adoptive father comes back, I will go and tell him that if the adoptive father refuses, you can find another one and stop meddling in Zhong Mansion's affairs!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Wu'er!"
Mrs. Li Yang grabbed her son and said, "My mother has her own opinions, so don't mess with it!"
"My child, I am doing this for your own good! If you mess up the Zhong Mansion, even if my father's face is on my side, I will kill you with one blow given my adoptive father's character!"
Pull away your hands and leave.
Li Yang stamped her foot and cursed in her heart: You little bastard, you don't know who your mother is, there must be a reason for doing this.
Immediately, she turned around and stepped forward, shaking her head and muttering: "Hey, compared to the second room Naofumi, my mind is still a little inferior... I am so smart, how can I lose to the second room when I give birth to a son..."
When she was gone, a figure walked out from under the tree on the other side of the rockery. His eyes flickered, but it was Tang Xiaoshu.
Wait for Tang Xiaoshu to leave.
Another figure came out from behind the courtyard wall. Under the dim light, a pair of bright eyes blinked thoughtfully, but it was Zhou Yunning, who had the same charming peach blossom eyes as Zhong Yan.
What a blast!
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Fuyang Town, Zhizhu Village, Guchang.
After hearing the villagers' report, Zhong Yan raised his eyebrows.
Yan Sandao's expression changed slightly, and he asked repeatedly: "How many people are here? Do you know where the horse bandits are? Are they passing by or are they here specifically to rob Fuyang Town? Where are they now?"
The villagers of Dabitou said hurriedly: "I don't know where the bandits are. There are at least fifty or sixty of them. Many of them are riding tall horses. They are robbing property in the town. They are also arresting women and children. Madam Ying is also captured by them. Madam, sir Master, please help us!"
Yan Sandao looked at Zhong Yan, "Husband, I am not a passing bandit. The bandit group closest to Fuyang Town is in Shizhu Mountain. There are about a hundred people, including a dozen Xiantian realm warriors. The leader is Wu Xiankun. It could be them who are in the sixth level of Xiantian realm."
Zhong Yan pondered: "Shizhu Mountain? It's a bit far from here."
Yan Sandao nodded, "I came here for some unknown reason. If they are passing thieves, they will only rob money and not arrest people."
But the villager Dabitou said: "Master, madam, they are not bandits from Shizhu Mountain. I have seen Wu Dashang from Shizhu Mountain. The leader is not him, but an immortal master who can shoot fireballs. If he throws a fireball, he will be killed immediately." Burn Mr. Liu to death!"
"Cultivator!" Yan Sandao was startled, "Husband, are you a group of bandit cultivators?"
"No, how can bandit cultivators rob such a small town? There are only one or two at most, and their cultivation level is not high. They can make quick money by doing this business."
Zhong Yan said to Li Chungen: "I will leave these people to you. Take two hundred people with you, and those in front will light the torches!"
"Yes Yes!"
There was a commotion in the crowd and they did not dare to step forward.
Zhong Yan got on his horse and shouted: "If you don't want to die, just follow me!"
Li Chungen waved his hand and shouted: "Quick, quick! Mr. Zhong has found a way out for you. Tomorrow we will start reclaiming wasteland with 300 copper coins per person!"
"If you miss this opportunity, you will continue to be refugees and fend for yourself!"
"Stop dawdling, grab the torch and run! Hurry!"
Not a moment.
A group of people rushed towards the town.
Zhong Yan led Yan Sandao and a group of warriors on horseback.
"Husband, what if it's a bandit cultivator?"
She was a little surprised in her heart. Her husband was careful and cautious in everything he did, and he was not a bad person who would show kindness without hesitation. It was just a concubine of the Li family who was caught, so it was not that important.
Zhong Yan said with a smile: "Nothing goes wrong, monks can do things without anyone noticing. How can they do it with such a big fanfare? Only a group of low-ranking minions can do this. You have been a bandit, you should know how to do it immediately." It creates power and makes the people fearful and cooperate honestly."
He also said that I was a bandit... Yan Sandao rolled his eyes angrily and said in a feigned tone, "Husband! There are good and bad bandits. We in Hanfeng Village have never robbed civilians before!"
Zhong Yan glanced over and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Do you want to award you a banner?"
"Giggle..." Yan Sandao burst into laughter, like a silver bell blown by the wind.
The few warriors behind also laughed, without any sense of nervousness.
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