Yang Yanquan was dreaming of hugging his fat son, his throat was cold, and he watched his son's head fall to the ground, and the blood and water were bubbling up, so scared that his soul flew away!

"Ahh

Yang Yanquan woke up with a scream and sat up, he didn't have time to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and suddenly faced a gloomy black shadow in front of the bed, so frightened that he almost turned his back on it!

"You, who are you? Why, why here? ”

Yang Yanquan's throat was dry, and he asked calmly.

The man in black didn't answer, and threw a letter lightly.

Yang Yanquan trembled and took the "Hades Post", looked at the other party's face again and again, and didn't get half a response, so he had to open the envelope hard, but it was the handwriting that his daughter was familiar with, and he was immediately relieved, but the quilt was already wet.

He pulled up the quilt to cover it, looked at the black shadow with a smile, and wanted to say a few words, but his mouth opened and closed.

This man in black is not easy to mess with at first glance, and he doesn't know the details of the way, so let's send people away quickly.

Yang Yanquan lifted the bed curtain with one hand, held up the letter paper to the bright place and squinted.

The letter is not long, but it is said that Yang Jinluan can't stay, so he told them to clean up their heads and tails, not to mention leaking their mouths, and the servants were also sent away.

Yang Yanquan read the letter twice, folded it and put it away, pondered for a moment, and replied to the black-clothed man who replied to the letter:

"I already know it, but I can't do it. You don't know, that girl has opened her mind, and she has a lot of skills, so she can keep it useful. ”

He only regarded the man in black as a girl who had to be subdued by his daughter in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so he naturally put his heart into his heart.

The man in black cowered ghostly in the shadows of the corner, clearly dissatisfied with his reply.

The scratches and scabs on Yang Yanquan's face fell off, he was itching for the past few days, and he didn't even have a good heart, but he didn't dare to attack this unfathomable master, and patiently explained in a low voice:

"That girl is not stupid, she can draw talismans, and she also made 'Silver Ruyi', now she looks like a cash cow, it's a pity to waste it, it's better to keep it with money."

"I have prepared this 'Silver Ruyi' recipe, and I just entrust you to give it to Mo'er for her to plan, and she will be able to show her strength. I wrote everything I needed to do in the letter, and she knew it at a glance. ”

"Tell Mo'er not to worry about that girl, I have my own way to control her. As long as you feed her like a fat pig, no one will be able to see her true face, and nothing will happen to her. ”

Yang Yanquan took out a letter from under his pillow and solemnly handed it to the man in black.

The man in black took it and threw out a sentence coldly:

"I have removed the man."

Yang Yanquan stared at him for a while, didn't dare to be angry or speak, and kicked his snoring wife next to him angrily.

"Yang Yanquan, you want to die, and you dare to kick the old lady?"

Zhao Yuzhi got up and raised his hand to fan him!

"If you really have a son, you can't put my wife and me in your eyes? Believe it or not, I sent a letter to my daughter and told her to scold you for being an old man! ”

"Even if she wants her mother's brother to support her, the old lady goes outside to pick up one and raise her, which is better than your plagued wild seed!"

"Stop making trouble!" Yang Yanquan kicked her impatiently again, and motioned her to look at the person in the corner.

The quilt instigated the wind, and the smell escaped, so smoked that Zhao Yuzhi immediately covered his nose and retreated, kicking him in disgust.

"You old dog wetting the bed? I'm not ashamed, and I'm reasonable? ”

"My daughter has a letter." Yang Yanquan gritted his teeth and suppressed the fire in his heart, too lazy to entangle with her, and Liangliang wrote to talk about business.

Zhao Yuzhi's eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab it, but he didn't notice that there was a big living person in the bedroom.

"What did my daughter say? Has the family affair set for her by the Prime Minister changed? The prince of Guangping is good, but his vision is also high, doesn't it mean that even the princess and the county lord have a crush on him? ”

"If you can't do it, you can still follow Yuan Qianhu, I look at a talent, it's okay, I can live a good life, Jinyiwei is also majestic, no one dares to mess with it, eat and drink spicy for a lifetime."

"You know what! Long hair and short vision! ”

Yang Yanquan interrupted her nagging angrily, and felt that she had lost face in front of the people of the Prime Minister's house, and her husband was sluggish, and she couldn't wait to show her majesty.

"What is that? Eagle Dog! Can it be compared with the prince of the Hou Mansion? He Yuan Changgeng is willing to be cheap, and he doesn't want to put the huge general's mansion, and he is a court eagle dog that everyone laughs at, not a son of man! ”

"Our Mo'er is the second lady from the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, and she is more than enough to match the royal family, and it is really a waste to follow him Yuan Changgeng! If you don't understand, shut up. ”

After scolding, he stretched out his hand again in anger:

"Can you read and write, bring it!"

"As long as you can!" Zhao Yuzhi slapped the envelope on his hand, but he didn't have a hard fight with her husband, who was full of evil fire.

"This early in the morning, the nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes, who is it to rush to? Is it the girl's side that is not going well? ”

Zhao Yuzhi put on his jacket and thought of his daughter who was far away in the capital, and he was also anxious.

"Didn't you say that the 'Silver Ruyi' that the dead girl figured out could make a lot of money? Did you give the recipe to the girl? Money can make ghosts grind, with our daughter's cleverness, are you afraid that you won't be able to buy it to say good things for her? Mrs. Shizi must have left our family and didn't run away! ”

Talking and imagining happily.

"After waiting for these years, my daughter is finally going to get out, so you can follow our mother and enjoy happiness!"

Yang Yanquan glanced at the corner, and the man in black dodged out silently, thinking that it was to save his face and discipline his wife, but it made him even more ashamed.

He stared gloomily at the smug white eyes of his old wife, and said coldly:

"Don't just think about good things, people are dead."

Zhao Yuzhi shook his head, his little eyes widened.

"Who, who died?"

"Yang Jinluan."

Yang Yanquan didn't hide it from her, and frowned.

"Wow, scare me, I thought it was the son of the world who had an accident, and scared me into sweating."

Zhao Yuzhi glanced at him, pursed his lips and snorted coldly.

"If a dead girl dies, she will die, and she will save rations. Why, you are still reluctant? ”

"I said at the beginning, just kill a hundred, save people to know, our whole family can't get out of it. You're timid, so you have to keep her. ”

"You don't want to think about it, if the Prime Minister can really find it, what can you do to see what she has spared us? In order for the dead girl to have a good reputation, she must kill people and kill her mouth, and maybe she will even affect our Mo'er. ”

"You don't have to nag a word!" Yang Yanquan interrupted her with a headache, with a look of unspeculative grievance.

"Doing less evil is to accumulate blessings for yourself, you are not afraid of retribution, and you will be reincarnated as an animal in the next life?"

"Look at your cowardice!" Zhao Yuzhi glanced at him again.

"With this little guts, you still dare to steal fish outside? I think highly of you, too. ”

"When my daughter is out of breath, pay me to light the lantern, build bridges, pave roads, give porridge and medicine, and do good deeds, who can't praise me as a kind-hearted old man reincarnated by the Bodhisattva?"

Yang Yanquan listened to her nondescript words, and he didn't bother to correct it, and sighed with a stunned expression.

"Don't I know the benefits of money? It's a good cash cow, and it's a pity that it's just broken. ”

"That girl has opened her mind, not to mention the ability of the ghosts and gods, that is, how many recipes are like the 'Silver Ruyi', can you know?"

"I heard what Xiangye said, that girl wants to open a restaurant to sell stir-fried hot pot, and what kind of soap and balsam do you want to make, as soon as you hear it, it is a fresh thing, how much gold and silver can be exchanged for it, how many bridges can be repaired, how many roads can be paved for a good reputation?"

"How much help Mo'er can add over there! Killing chickens and taking eggs, rats are blind. ”

There was a bump outside, and Yang Yanquan's face turned pale:

"Who!"