Before the young son of the Zhong family got married, he secretly raised the outer room, was caught by the wrong person, and the matter of going to the yamen soon spread all over the streets and alleys.

The year is over, and there are such wonderful colorful anecdotes, and the people at home in the cat winter naturally pay twelve points of attention.

In the Zhong Mansion, Lord Zhong was angry and slapped his young son Zhong Jiyang in the face.

Mrs. Zhong pounced on him with a whimper, protected Zhong Jiyang, and cried, "You fight, kill our mother!" ”

Young Master Zhong stood aside with cold eyes, silently watching the farce in front of him.

"You ruined, look at the good son you raised!"

Lord Zhong was short of breath and scolded in a hurry.

"The book is not good to read, the scholar Jinwu hides Jiaojiao, and he doesn't pee to see what virtues he has, Song Jing'an is also easy to provoke?"

Mrs. Zhong opened her teeth and claws, and slashed at Lord Zhong's face, but Lord Zhong couldn't dodge, and a blood mark was drawn on her face.

"Okay, you Zhong Shiqun, it's obvious that you acted carelessly and let others catch the handle, what's the matter with Guan Yang'er!" Mrs. Chung wept and howled.

Lord Zhong covered his hot face, was angry, and slapped Mrs. Zhong with a slap.

Young Master Zhong reached out and held Zhong Shiqun's waving hand.

"Father." Young Master Zhong shook his head.

One is still fighting when he is old, and no one looks good on his face.

Lord Zhong glanced at Da'er, put down his hand, and pointed at Mrs. Zhong's nose.

"If you hadn't shown him in a hurry, how could you provoke Song Jing'an's devil, a little mistake, and let me be demoted from Zhengsi to a small temple that raises horses?"

When Mrs. Zhong saw that Zhong Shiqun was about to hit her, she whimpered and fell to the ground.

"Ouch! I'm not alive anymore, and you still blame me? ”

Mrs. Zhong screamed, unwillingly, "Why don't you blame your good sister, if she hadn't intervened, we would still be the in-laws of the Hou Mansion of Shou'an, why should I go everywhere to show Yang'er." ”

After speaking, he wiped his tears, "I'm not for Yang'er, he is nineteen years old this year, and at other people's age, children will run away!" ”

Zhong Shiqun's forehead was bulging, and he also blamed his younger sister a little, if it wasn't for her pleading, the relatives of the Hou Mansion, they wouldn't have retreated.

"The eldest sons of the general's mansion are all weak, aren't they married?" Lord Zhong's confidence is slightly insufficient.

Yang'er and the eldest girl of the Hou Mansion have been married for nearly two years, just waiting for the spring of next year, and they will get married.

Let's retreat from the family, and look at Yang'er again, Song Jing'an's sister has a good impression of Yang'er.

If it weren't for the fact that this rebel couldn't control himself and went to the yamen to raise the outer room, how could he be demoted because of the slightest mistake?

In the final analysis, it's still to blame this uncompetitive son.

"How can you compare Yang'er to that kind of person!" Mrs. Zhong screamed, very emotional.

Who in the capital doesn't know that Lin Yan is a broken sleeve?

Compare her precious son to that broken sleeve!

Her son likes women!

If it weren't for that Xiaoyu's miscarriage, she would have hugged her grandson now.

I heard that it was a formed male fetus, which is a pity.

Those untouchables, if they hadn't messed around, her grandson would be fine now.

Be sure to teach them a lesson when you go back!

Zhong Shiqun and Mrs. Zhong tore apart for a long time, one of the two sons watched coldly, and the other fell into confusion and did not come back to his senses for a long time, and finally ended with Mrs. Zhong taking her son Zhong Jiyang back to her parents' house.

Zhong Shiqun was no longer reconciled, so he could only pack up his things and go to Yuanma Temple to take up his post.

"Third girl, this horse is a very picky eater, only eats fine grains, and his appetite is worth four or five adults."

Uncle Shanfu said to Yuheng with a smile.

Looking at the hair being combed to a shiny white, Uncle Shanfu was very proud.

"It's good!"

Yuheng nodded with satisfaction, she can eat fine grains if she wants, and she can't afford to raise them.

"Uncle Shanfu, can Dabai be bred as a stallion?"

Yuheng knew that Lin Yan was not easy to mess with, and it was because he had a quarrel with someone and broke the leg of the original prince of Rongjun Wangfu that he was assigned to Xining, and in just a few years, he became the youngest general in Xining, in charge of the elite Lanshanwei in the three guards of Xining.

When he first arrived in Xining, he was only 15 years old.

Such a ruthless character, she doesn't want to mess with it.

Yuheng also heard from Zhao Guang that Dabai was not easy to get later, Lin Yan loved Dabai very much, Xining was far away, and Lin Yan was reluctant to take Dabai there.

If he comes back and finds that his favorite Dabai has been given away, he can't jump to anger anymore?

Although Mrs. Lin had already given Dabai to her, she had taken precautions and promised that he would come back in the future.

She had seen such a shameless person before.

It's the way to go.

Uncle Shanfu touched his short goatee and nodded, "Yes, Dabai is in his prime, and now is the time when his energy is at its strongest. ”

"You've got to get a mare with a good foundation."

Yu Heng pondered where to get it.

"The three girls are not in a hurry, just go out and find it slowly." Uncle Shanfu said.

"Okay."

"This horse can't be locked up every day, it's warm, and if you have time, you can still take someone out to slip around."

"Don't worry, girl, it's cold now, it's enough to go out for two hours every afternoon."

"Well, that's good." Yuheng nodded, Uncle Shanfu is a good horse breeder, and it is also her extra move.

"Girl, Erbao is running towards you!" The clear and eager voice of the seven cylinders sounded in the back.

A hot breath spewed from the back of Yuheng's neck, and when he turned his head, Erbao was snorting hot air, and a mouthful of good big white teeth grinned to the root of his teeth.

Erbao lowered his head and sent it to Yu Heng and rubbed it.

Yu Heng reached out and brushed the hair on its head.

Erbao screamed in comfort.

The big white leashed in the stable jumped frantically to get out of the slaughter.

Erbao's eyes were attracted by the tall and mighty snow-white hairy white in the stable, and his eyes rolled around.

Pedal to the stable, high-minded.

Dabai responded, hisssing.

High-spirited!

Hiss!

One horse and one donkey didn't know what to say, so they chatted in front of them.

Yuheng has black lines on his forehead, do horses and donkeys speak the same language???

The Seven Cylinders ran over and grabbed Erbao's rope.

"Little hoof, you're running so happily!"

Rise!

Erbao screamed.

Big White hissed and kicked his feet.

Qiguan slapped it with a slap, "What is it called, I don't know anything!" ”

"Didn't you see the girl busy with business?"

Erbao drooped his head aggrievedly and quietly glanced at Yu Heng.

Yu Heng couldn't help laughing, the picture was too joyful.

"Uncle Shanfu, there are good horses in the house that can be bred and tried first."

"Okay." Uncle Shanfu nodded.

Erbao pushed open the seven cylinders and shouted at Dabai Angang through the stable fence.

Yuheng pondered, originally she wanted to stuff some money and go to Yuanma Temple to get a better mare back, who knew that as soon as Song Jingan made a move, she would get Zhong Shiqun to Yuanma Temple.

The relationship between the two families now must not go.

The Lin family has been a general for generations, and there must be good horses, so let's see if we can borrow two mares to use them back.

If you have a chance to go back, you have to discuss it with Mrs. Lin.