Chapter 23: Poison

"Huh."

Wu Jiao chuckled, her red lips hooked a thin and cool arc, "I heard that you are still spreading rumors in private, saying that Mrs. Ben has deducted your monthly salary?" It's not a small amount of courage. ”

Ironic for her extravagance?

She won't answer.

Changed the subject and re-typed.

"The monthly income of the descendants of the Purple Mansion is divided into upper, middle, and lower levels. From the orthodoxy of the big house, it deserves to be a first-class monthly salary of fifty silver beads; Other house branches, if the martial arts talent is outstanding, you can get a medium monthly ten silver beads; The most inferior, no achievements, the fifth silver pearl of the month. Seven girls, you are not from the orthodoxy of the big house, and you can't cultivate, if you don't take the lowest specification, who will take it. There was mockery in his voice.

This can be said to be very heart-wrenching.

If the skin is thin, I am afraid that it will be put into the cracks of the ground.

Who is Ziqian Mo?

Bai Ze, the demon king who has lived for more than 4,000 years, lives in seclusion in the mountains all the year round, and she doesn't understand the twisted intestines of human beings. She only knew that the woman in front of her had the ability to reverse black and white, but it was not shallow.

"The big house is orthodox?"

Zi Qianmo hit a straight ball and hit it back, "Descendants? ”

Wu Jiao's face froze, and her smile froze.

The high aura that he had worked so hard to maintain appeared in an instant.

The snake hits seven inches.

She was choked to death.

No matter how reluctant to admit it, the big house is indeed from a horse slave, and the second and third rooms are the descendants of the Zi family in the whole sense, and the old prime minister Zi only married a wife, that is, the biological mother of the second and third children.

The bloodline is innate, and no matter how much effort you make the day after tomorrow, you can't change it.

"Why is the big house not orthodox? The future of the Zi family will rely on the big house! Could it be that you still rely on you, a waste without a dantian, or your blind third uncle? No matter how difficult it was for Wu Jiao to maintain her calm, her voice became a little sharper, "The heir of our big house, there is no doubt that the moon is superior!" Husband, he will soon be promoted, the fattest Hubu Shangshu among the four! ”

Zi Qianmo didn't even raise his eyelids.

There is a saying that the more inferior you are, the more you like to emphasize something.

It's not about people like Wu Jiao.

The key position of the household department Shangshu that controls the fortune of a country, I don't know how many dragon and tiger forces are staring at it, how can it be obtained casually.

This is not a matter of fact, Wu Jiao is showing off everywhere, isn't it stupid?

It can be said that he is dragging Ziping's hind legs with his life.

[Master, do you want to help you teach her a lesson?] 】

The rabbit who was eating seemed to be a little unbearable, his little beard shook and shook, raised his red eyes, looked at Zi Qianmo, and took the initiative to ask for it.

The soul transmits the voice, and others can't hear it.

[No need.] 】

Ziqian Mo refused.

Calculate the time, it's almost.

It's time to have a seizure, it's time to have a seizure.

As soon as Wu Jiao stepped into the door of Mochen Pavilion and was ready to provoke, she had already started to fight back, adding a little "material" to Wu Jiao's body.

As the first old Chinese medicine doctor of the demon clan, the demon king Bai Ze's medicine technique is naturally leveraged.

No contact is required, no medium is required.

Poisoning in the air is not a problem at all. And before the poisoning is quite deep, it can still make the other party unnoticed.

"Huh? Why is it so itchy all of a sudden? ”

Wu Jiao couldn't help but stretch out her hand and scratched the left half of her cheek, the touch was not quite right, not like smooth and tender skin, but a little prickly, like a stubble of hair.