Chapter 212 Get out!
Marquis Wu An frowned, as if something was difficult. Just when Lao Geng came in to report the matter, and when he was about to step back, Marquis Wu An called to stop him, "Old Geng, what do you think of the third young lady?"
"Master Hou, this?" Lao Geng looked puzzled.
If Lord Hou asked him about the third master, he would have a lot to say. But the third young lady is a female relative, can he, a slave, judge her?
Marquis Wu An also realized that something was wrong, so he changed the phrase, "Does the Third Young Madam look like she knows martial arts?"
Martial arts? Lao Geng was taken aback, but seeing Master Hou's serious face, he realized that Master Hou was not joking. Can't help but tremble in my heart, the figure of the third young lady automatically appeared in my mind.
Lao Geng only met Yu Zhi twice, one time when he offered tea to recognize his relatives, and the other time when the second young wife gave birth prematurely and he was ordered to invite Master Zhou Zhou. The third young lady is tall and slender, with a particularly good appearance. As for martial arts...
"Back to Lord Hou, this old slave doesn't look like much." Lao Geng replied.
As we all know, anyone who knows martial arts walks differently from ordinary people. As for the third young lady, he once walked with her from the third room to the second room. Her steps were heavy and her breathing was the same as that of ordinary people. She didn't look like she knew martial arts.
Marquis Wu An frowned even tighter. He also knew that Lao Geng was right, but he still felt that something was wrong with the third daughter-in-law.
Seeing this, Lao Geng thought about it, and asked tentatively: "Master Hou, but what's wrong with the third young lady?"
"It's not wrong, it's just..." After hesitating for a while, Marquis Wu An recounted what happened in the martial arts field in the morning, "...if a woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, she will never be able to save Zhou Zhou .”
Lao Geng finally understood why Master Hou was confused, but he didn't see it with his own eyes, so it's hard to judge. After thinking for a while, he said: "The third young lady's words also have a certain truth. A mother is strong. A woman's beloved son can even surpass her own life. People can burst out with infinite potential at critical moments."
Marquis Wu An nodded slowly, and raised his hand to let Lao Geng back down. After much deliberation, he ordered to the servant in the room, "Go, invite Second Master over."
Wen Chengyao came over quickly, "Father, are you looking for your son?"
Marquis Wu'an's eyes fell on his face, his eyes were already swollen, and there were still traces of blue and purple at the end of the eyes.
Facing his son's expectant eyes, Marquis Wu'an said: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you, the third son...is a family brother, and you are the elder brother, so you have to be self-restraining, whoever has achieved great things has no courage? Things It's over, it's over, especially your third sibling and Zhou Zhou, they are women and children, you have to act like an older brother."
The only difference is that you don't want to retaliate.
Wen Chengyao couldn't believe his ears. He thought his father was looking for him to comfort him, or even make up for him, but he didn't expect his father to beat him... a complex emotion of anger, disappointment, grievance, and sadness rose from the bottom of his heart , slowly burning in his chest.
Yes, the third sibling beat him, and he was really furious at the time. But the third sibling is a woman, he will only settle the blame on the third child, and he will never fight with a woman if he has no taste. What did his father think of him? For the sake of Sanfang, he was specially called over to admonish him, his father was too biased.
Wen Chengyao was not only angry, but also disheartened. He suppressed his emotions and said with a gloomy face, "Yes, my son obeys his father's teachings."
Hearing his son's perfunctory answer, Marquis Wu An knew that he had misunderstood him, and wanted to explain, but saw the accusation in his eyes. Marquis Wu'an is unhappy, this heartless person, is I partial to the third child? I'm obviously partial to you! I am afraid that you will be beaten by the third daughter-in-law again! But he doesn't appreciate it!
Get out! If you want to get into a dead end, go for it! I am too lazy to care about you.
With a wave of his hand, he sent the person away.
Wen Chengyao came out of his father with a blank face. When he was about to reach the second room, he saw the third sibling and the children skipping rope in the garden. New and old grudges, Wen Chengyao's facial muscles trembled, he didn't even say hello, and went straight away.
The little boy has sharp eyes, "Mother, Second Uncle."
"Five hundred and ninety-seven." The little brat replied without thinking, "Mother, I'll go and see."
What catches your eyes? Before Yu Zhi could say anything, the little brat rushed out, "Second Uncle, Second Uncle, wait for me."
This brat! Didn't you see that the more you yelled, the faster people walked? It's clear that I don't want to see you, but you're still rushing. Yu Zhi had no choice but to stop jumping rope and chase him.
After only a few steps, Yu Zhi stopped when he saw the boy running back by himself.
"Zi'er, what did you say to your second uncle?" She saw from a distance that the little boy raised his head and talked to Wen Chengyao, gesticulating with his little hands. Yu Zhi was very curious.
The boy said: "Did I ask my second uncle if he ate walnuts? I just wanted to remind him not to forget to eat walnuts." Then he leaned closer to Yu Zhi's ear and whispered: "Mother, I think he must not have eaten them. I was beaten by my father, and my father said that he beat him because he was stupid."
Yu Zhi looked at the boy with clear eyes, but couldn't say a word.
Baby, I'm very curious, why didn't your second uncle beat you up?
However, Yu Zhi was even more curious, "Your second uncle wronged you, and you forgave him so quickly?" He even ran over to remind him to eat walnuts. No matter what others think, the brat really has good intentions.
"Of course, I'm a man, and the prime minister can pull a boat in his belly." The little brat slapped his chest, triumphantly, "Didn't mother beat him to avenge me? I'm generous, so I forgive him."
If he hadn't muttered something later, Yu Zhi would have believed him, "Who made him stupid? Wouldn't it lower his style to care about stupid people?" This sentence was taught to him by his father, although he didn't He knew what style meant, but he felt that this sentence was absolutely right.
Yu Zhi...
Wen Jiuxiao!
Hmph, she blamed her for teaching the child indiscriminately, and he didn't teach anything good.
Wen Jiuxiao, who was complained by Yu Zhi, is killing people and burying them. He had already noticed that someone was following him, and in order to catch this person, he deliberately went out of the city to investigate the case.
There are many people in the city who are blind, if he makes a move, who knows whose eyes he will fall into? There is no such concern outside the city.
"Third Master, someone caught him." The dark guard threw the bound man on the ground, "I found this on him."
Wen Jiuxiao glanced at the waist badge he handed over, and the identity of this person was ready to be revealed, the guard of the Princess Mansion.
"Then there is no need to interrogate." Wen Jiuxiao looked indifferent. That old woman, with her arm broken, is still restless. Is it because her life is too stable?
The man on the ground also sensed the danger, "Master Xiaowen, the younger one is Princess An Le, Lord..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Jiuxiao wiped his neck. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't see his death. It seemed that he couldn't figure out how Master Xiaowen would do it when he said it?
"Bury it!" Wen Jiuxiao gracefully wiped the blood off the dagger, and then threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the corpse.
"Your subordinate obeys." The hidden guard quickly dragged the body away.
Wen Jiuxiao lowered his head and sniffed his sleeves, there was a faint smell of blood. He frowned, he had to take a shower and change his clothes before returning home. Thinking of this, he annoyed the instigator even more.
Ahhh, I forgot to set the time again, I wrote it early in the morning, only to find out that I didn’t send it when I saw the message~~~~
(end of this chapter)