Walking in front was a seven or eight-year-old boy in a blue silk robe, flanked by a maid in a pink robe, and followed by a maid in yellow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He held a wooden sword in his hand, and as he walked, he slashed and stabbed the pink-clothed maid beside him again and again, and the voice in his mouth was not loud but he gritted his teeth: "I'll kill you, cut you to death!"

looks like a beautiful eyebrow, but the anger on his face destroys this sense of beauty.

And the yellow-clothed maid behind him looked at the pink-clothed maid's indefensible grievance and pain, but she walked like a leisurely stroll, and the smug contempt in the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden.

These three people, Shen Nishang has an impression.

That boy was naturally the seven-year-old third young master Shen Pingnan, and the two maids were all waiting in Mrs. Wang's courtyard.

She couldn't name it, but she had seen it once or twice when she had floated past Madame Wang's courtyard.

"Third Young Master...... Stop, the slave and maid are in so much pain-" It really hurts, the pink-clothed maid dodged, but she didn't dare to really dodge, and tears came out: "Third young master, please spare the slave and maid." The slave really didn't peek at the master—"

Hearing this, even if she was as calm as Shen Nishang, she couldn't help but sigh slightly. The next moment, she quietly shifted her position, completely blocking her body behind the pillar.

"I said I didn't see it, but you obviously watched it!" Shen Pingnan's voice was fierce: "Yuehong said that you saw it, didn't you see that you were a hook in your eyes - a stinky slave, a cheap woman, if you want to seduce my father, I will hack you to death!"

The wooden sword stabbed her in the face even harder.

"Yuehong, you-" The pink-clothed maid was angry when she heard this, and looked at the yellow-clothed maid when she dodged: "The master asked me to serve tea, where did I seduce the master?

Before she finished speaking, the yellow-clothed maid Yuehong, who had already stepped forward, stretched her toes forward slightly, she only paid attention to the top and did not pay attention to the bottom, and was suddenly tripped and fell to the ground!

Shen Pingnan didn't stab her in the face when he fell, and when he saw her fall, he immediately jumped on her back, sat down with his ass, held the wooden sword headlessly, and only beckoned to her face: "Cheap woman, I'll kill you! Scratch your face and turn you into a yaksha! Stinky minion, see if you dare to seduce my father!"

Yuehong stepped aside, took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth and laughed silently.

The pink-clothed maid was ridden by Shen Pingnan, afraid of falling Shen Pingnan, she didn't dare to move, she only protected her face and cried and begged for mercy, but where could she stop it.

After a while, the hairpin was scattered, and there were several more blood marks on his face and neck.

The deepest one on the lower jaw was already bleeding.

Shen Nishang glanced at the Moon Cave Gate not far away, and silently withdrew his gaze.

This pavilion is behind the rockery, and no one can see her if she doesn't turn around on purpose.

After beating and scolding for a while, Shen Pingnan was about to be tired, so he stopped and asked, "Stinky slave, do you dare to seduce my father again?"

The pink-clothed maid could only shake her head again and again when she whimpered: "The slave doesn't dare, don't dare!"

Shen Pingnan snorted, stood up, and kicked her in the ribs again: "If you dare to look at my father again, I will gouge out your eyeballs, and then put a slave mark on your hand, so that you will be as unsightly as those border people's cheap slaves-"

"Ping'er—" A gentle young woman's voice sounded, interrupting Shen Pingnan's ruthlessness.

"Mother. Shen Pingnan instantly obeyed, ran towards the sound, and threw himself into Mrs. Wang's arms.

Mrs. Wang is a petite woman, twenty-five or sixteen years old, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and very amiable.

"What's going on?" After hugging Shen Pingnan, she saw the pink-clothed maid sitting on the ground crying, and was taken aback: "Yuegui, you are—"

"Madame...... Slave, slave, slave, ......" Yue Gui couldn't speak, only bowed her head and cried again.

Mrs. Wang frowned and looked at her son in her arms: "Ping'er, what did you do?"

Shen Pingnan's eyes rolled, revealing a little cunning: "I'm playing with Yuegui." She is a Yaksha ghost, I am a general, the general fought against the Yaksha ghost, and she was captured alive by me. ”

"What nonsense? What kind of ghost man, where is Yuehong?" Mrs. Wang tapped his forehead with her hand amused and angry: "Children are talking nonsense, no wonder I just heard what you said to make slave seals -- this can't be said nonsense, the slave seals of the border people can only be put on by the government." Laurel is such a person, see you are made by you-"

She let go of Shen Pingnan and went towards Yuegui to help.

Mrs. Wang stepped forward, and Yuehong didn't dare to slack off, so she hurriedly took the first step to help Yuegui up.

Laurel was covered in dirt, only bowing her head and sobbing, and the wound on her jaw was stained with dirt and dust, congealing into a long blood stain.

"Ah," Mrs. Wang snorted in a low voice, frowned, and lowered her face coldly towards Shen Pingnan: "Go back and copy ten big characters." ”

"Mother, I don't want to copy the words-" Shen Pingnan twisted his body and wanted to be coquettish.

"If you don't obey again, you will copy twenty sheets. Mrs. Wang's gaze swept away, and Shen Pingnan shrank his neck and remained silent.

"Yuehong, take Yuegui back, take out the bottle of incense cream from my cabinet and give it to Yuegui, remember, wash the wound and wipe it again. Mrs. Wang sighed: "The third young master is young, you people around you can't indulge at will." Although he is the master, he is not sensible, and you let everything go, which is not the duty of a subordinate, but it hurts him. Do you understand?"

Yuehong replied "yes", and Yuegui also wiped her tears and responded in a low voice.

After the two of them retreated first, Mrs. Wang also led the third young master, who was obedient to the same party, and left the two of them.

At this time, a head poked out from the door of the moon cave on the other side, Shen Nishang got up and walked the pavilion, and beckoned to her: "Don't look at it, there is no one." ”

Someone suddenly appeared, Yuchun was startled first, and when she saw that it was Shen Nishang, she stroked her chest: "It turned out to be Miss Nishang, scared the slave to death." ”

"What's there to be scared of?" Shen Nishang laughed.

"The slave maid thinks that there is no one...... Yuchun sighed and walked in: "I just went back to find Miss Nishang, there was no one in the house, and when I walked to the garden, I heard that someone seemed to be crying, so the slave and maid hid beside me...... I didn't expect it to be Yuehong. The house said that Mrs. Wang was a good person, and it seems that she was really right. For Yuegui, even the third young master was punished, the incense cream is not cheap, it costs a box of silver or two halves - sure enough, it came from a scholar's family, and his speech is different from others, and it sounds comfortable. ”

"Scholar?" The dahlia chrysanthemum on the edge of the pavilion bloomed brilliantly, and Shen Nishang picked one with his hand, put it on the wing of his nose and sniffed it: "So you inquired about it?"

"I inquired. Mrs. Wang is-" Before she could finish speaking, Shen Nishang stopped her and turned to the layman: "Go back and say." ”

Xu has never been trusted, Yuchun felt that he had finally done something this time, and he was very anxious to invite credit.

When I got back into the house, I crackled and talked.

"I really misheard it before, it turns out that Mrs. Wang's family is a teacher. Mrs. Wang's father was born in a school and failed to become an official, so he opened a school in Yonghe Town, twenty miles outside the West City Gate. Mrs. Wang also has two brothers, and the family has some fields, all of which have become families, but they have not yet separated. Mrs. Wang is young and old at home, and she met her on the way out of the city to do business, and later entered our house. It can be regarded as a great blessing, there has been no Ding in the house for more than ten years, and she has added the third young master within two years of entering the house. ”