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"Miss, stop being angry, the most important thing now is what to do next? Is the middle door wide open to welcome the nonsense overseas, or is the door closed, no guests are closed, and Hong Yi will be punished? Now the entire Yujing City is watching, they are coming soon, madam, we have to make a decision early. Standing on the side was Mrs. Zhao, who was married to an old woman, named Mama Zeng, with silver hair, deep eye sockets, an old appearance, and a somewhat cold expression.

"I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, this scourge spirit, just like his dead slut, is here to harm us!" Mrs. Zhao got angry when she thought of it, and her subordinates were ruthless, and they grabbed something, just force!

Meow Wow!! ~~

There was a miserable scream, but it was the little white cat in Mrs. Zhao's hand, who usually liked spirituality, and was torn off a layer of cat hair from her body in a moment of anger.

This white cat is really spiritual, when it screams, it is about to stretch out its claws and tear it to death, but it can't hold back, just jump out of Mrs. Zhao's arms, hide to the side, look at Mrs. Zhao in fear, and it doesn't dare to run, its spirituality lets it know the means of Mrs. Zhao and Mama Zeng, if it really wants to run, I'm afraid it will lose its life.

"You brute, you don't know anything, you want to make me angry, what the hell are you called!" Mrs. Zhao didn't vent enough, so she stepped forward and stepped on the tail of the little white cat again, and crushed it with her foot.

The miserable cat's scream, the poor little white cat's voice was about to burst, and it changed its voice like crying, and finally Mrs. Zhao trampled on a cat's tail and rolled on the ground.

"A brute is a brute! A is a! Hum! Mama Zeng. Throw this beast far away for me, and throw it out of the Hou Mansion, since it is no longer obedient. Then let me die far away. ”

"Yes, miss." Mama Zeng glanced at the little white cat writhing on the ground with some pity, this is a rare pure white civet in the West, it was originally a tribute to the nobles in the palace, and recently Hong Xuanji was given a gift to Mrs. Zhao, and Mrs. Zhao also likes it on weekdays. But now that a piece of cat hair has been ripped off on his body, that's all, and it can grow back. But the tail was trampled off, so it really can't be wanted.

Mrs. Zhao suddenly laughed coldly: "Okay, I thought about it." This brute reminds me of how to deal with that scumbag. I'm going to talk to Master Hou, Mama Zeng, you go to the front and order, open the middle door, and greet that little slut and that damn overseas person. ”

"Yes, miss." Mama Zeng whispered, wondering about Mrs. Zhao's choice. Do you really want to open the door to greet you? When did Madame speak so well?

Mama Zeng held back the doubts in her heart and went to do something. took the little white cat away and wanted to throw it out of the Hou Mansion.

In the study room of the Marquis of Wuwen's Mansion, Mrs. Zhao rushed in a little angrily, and Hong Xuanji was sitting there reading a book.

"Hou Ye, Hou Ye, you have to be the master, that Hong Yi is now going to ride on the head of our Hou Mansion, and he has bullied our Hou Mansion with an overseas person, what do you say? They were all about to get to the door. ”

Hong Xuanji sat in the middle of the study without anger, dressed in brocade clothes and wearing a purple and gold crown on his head, watching Mrs. Zhao walk in, his eyes were fixed, and he slapped the table slightly.

"Hmph, this son of a ......"

"I just said that the dead slut was a scourge at the beginning, and the seed he gave birth to was not a good thing......"

"Enough! How did Bingyun die back then, don't you know me? Don't make a fuss in my book! ”

Mrs. Zhao smiled coldly when she heard this: "I just said what's wrong?" That's right, it was I who burned her to death when I was dispersing Meng Bingyun, what's wrong, are you distressed now? Thinking of her goodness? Why didn't you see it in the first place? What's the use now? And the name on the painting in this study, what is the use of you even keeping this painting now? Meng Bingyun's slut is the sister of the Oneiroi Machine after all, and the Oneiroi Machine will come back sooner or later to take revenge, for so many years, if you don't care about the Oneiroi Machine, you can't allow Hong Yi to live until now, right? Now that little slut is really the little slut's seed, they all brought overseas people to bully the door, and Su Mu, who recently appeared in the scattered flower building, she is a female disciple of the new generation of Taishang Dao, you don't know, right? Now it's a coincidence, what fox fairy, demon fairy, overseas people, too high-minded, all together, I think that Hong Yi has long known how his mother died, and the Oneiroi machine will not be soft on you because of him!. ”

"You!! ......" Hong Xuanji was really angry, stood up, and pointed directly at Mrs. Zhao, as if he was about to be angry.

"Master Hou, I have been a husband and wife for so many years, I know your temperament and temperament, for so many years, our Zhao family has also supported you to get to this point, I shouldn't have said this, but today, today this matter has been caused by everyone in the whole Yujing City, it depends on the jokes of our Hong family, if this matter is not handled well, a door style problem, Lord Hou, if you want to be ranked as the third duke, I am afraid that the matter of being named the Taishi by the saint will be disturbed by Li Shenguang's gang." Mrs. Zhao simply said everything.

This position of Taishi does mention the point, Hong Xuanji is going to be named Taishi, naturally it has been discussed by the current Daqian Emperor, but even with the iron relationship between him and the current emperor Yang Pan, this Taishi's position is not easy to seal, the weight of the Taishi's position, that is Wen Ke is in charge of Wenzai's position of the three dukes, and in terms of martial arts, he is Wu Wenhou, if Hong Xuanji is named Taishi, it will be the top of a very human minister, under one person, above ten thousand people.

As Mrs. Zhao said, if the matter is not handled well this time, the problem of this wind alone will be enough to make his position as a master come to naught.

"Alright, Madame, tell me what to do." Hong Xuanji turned around and shook his sleeves behind Mrs. Zhao's back and snorted coldly.

Mrs. Zhao saw that Hong Xuanji was persuaded by herself, she was overjoyed, the corner of her mouth smiled coldly, and she softened her tone again: "Master Hou, don't be angry, I say so, isn't it for you, Master Hou?" For the sake of our Wuwen Hou Mansion, okay? That's what I thought, that little...... That Hong Yi violated the rules of the Hou Mansion, that was to grab the rod and beat thirty sticks, and it was over, but he shouldn't have done it, and he brought jokes to the Hou Mansion with the overseas man, what are the books written by that damn overseas man? Whether it is my father, or the Hou Ye, or the great Confucians of other schools of science, they are quite resentful when they hear about these books, but they can't say anything wrong, what is this called? This is equivalent to that Hong Yi turning his elbow outward, not a son of man! Not a son of a man!! ”

…………………… (To be continued......)