Cui'er's face finally brought a little smile, and Zheng Yichen arrived: "In my courtyard, I will not treat you badly, from today onwards, every six days, on the seventh day, you can be three minutes late, and you can start work two minutes earlier at night, so that you can rest a little more." I don't make any mistakes every month, and I have a reward at the end of the month. ”

Everyone in the hall knelt down and replied. Wang Zhipan sat down, his eyes shining!

In the main room of the backyard, the lights were bright, Ma smashed the cups and saucers on the side, and scolded angrily: "What a cunning wolf! I hate that I have been in business for many years, but I was ruined by him, and now I am still being brought to the front yard by the master, Gu Qing's case, this (cheap) person! You are alive to fight with me, and you are dead and leave a scourge, what is so good about you?

When he scolded here, he was already gritting his teeth, his eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and break his bones!

Zheng Yilang and Zheng Yiheng sat down quietly, hearing Ma's constant cursing, Zheng Yilang was dressed in a brown brocade robe, handsome and delicate, with a serious face, quietly and silently. Zheng Yiheng was dressed in black, with a jade belt around his waist, and he was already angry when he heard it, and got up and said: "Mother! The child is going to teach this guy a lesson! It's just a concubine, and he dares to provoke his mother's anger." If you don't let him know, you really think you're the Young Master of the Hou Mansion!"

Carrying the sword at his waist, he was about to walk out.

Zheng Yilang hurriedly got up and grabbed him, and scolded: "Second brother, stop talking! Don't sit down yet, rushing over like you is just asking for trouble!"

"Brother, my mother is so angry that even one of your henchmen has been driven away, and you are still indifferent? Don't you want to relieve your hatred for your mother and stand up for your mother?" Zheng Yiheng was angry.

"You stupid, you don't even have a brain! Those housekeepers were cut off by their father, not the third child, and you are making such a fuss just to let your father blame you. "Zheng Yilang explained, and said to Ma, "Mother, now that my father transferred him to the front yard and personally gave him slaves, I don't believe my mother anymore. If this matter is reported, it will be very bad for my mother, and I will advise her. This time he is shrewd, and he will have a chance in the future. ”

Ma Shi was furious when he heard this, and he scolded himself: "I hate to raise tigers, I didn't see his face clearly, I should have cleaned him up a few years ago." ”

Zheng Yilang stepped forward: "Mother! At this time, it is irreversible, the front yard is under my father's nose, and the private means in the front and back yard are no longer available, and today this matter has made my father unhappy." In my opinion, my father doesn't want to make a big fuss, the family is ugly, and my mother is angry for the time being, although we are not in the same courtyard, but we are in the same Hou Mansion, and my mother is my mother-in-law, and there will be opportunities in the future. But there is no rush at this moment. ”

Ma's face finally softened slightly, his eyes were full of tears, and his eyes were full of viciousness: "I just hate, hate the dead Gu Qing case, fight with me when I was alive, and fight with me when I die." After all these years! Your father will never forget her! I hate that a living person is not as good as a dead one. ”

"Mother, no matter how good she is, she's dead. Only those who are alive are winners. No matter how much she is cared about by her father, she is not the Lady of the Hou Mansion, and now she has long since become a white bone, and after all, she is just empty. We have a long way to go, and the mother is the winner. Recently, in order to prevent my father from guessing, my mother must not make another move, the front yard is my father's world, and it is better to be quiet than to move. ”

Ma Shi was furious just now, but now his mood is a little slower, he has thought it through, and finally nodded, Zheng Yilang hurriedly instructed the maid: "Why don't you help your mother go down to rest?"

When Ma left, Zheng Yiheng was still indignant: "Big brother, are you afraid of the third child?"

"I can't imagine that the third child's cowardice for so many years is actually pretended. Usually submissive, paralyzing us, our minds are so powerful. This time, he actually cut off several of his mother's henchmen. Break your hands and feet in the backyard too!"

Zheng Yilang's face was serious: "I didn't expect it! This time he turned over in one fell swoop, but I also wondered, today's incident is really weird everywhere, but if it is not right at all, it will not develop like this? Moreover, I suspect that it is not my father who wants to use this to clean up the backyard, and the third child is just an introduction." ”

"My father has always known everything about the things in the house, and my mother has deducted the third child, I am afraid that my father has long known. Zheng Yilang still guessed to himself.

"What he relied on was just his father's love for Gu Qing's case, his love for the house and Wu, and he led his father to check it, where is it as complicated as you think?"

"I hope so!" Zheng Yilang came to the railing, looking at the front yard, and the color could not be seen in joy and anger.

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...

In the White God Palace, Mo Ling sat on the verandah under the eaves of the Red Maple Pavilion in the backyard, two cups of hot tea rose on the coffee table, and a faint fragrance of tea permeated the surroundings.

Opposite sat a young man, the young man was wearing a priest's hunting suit designed by Mo Ling, his hair was untied, and he looked handsome and elegant. This person is the first Taoist boy Xiao Wu'er to be taken in in the past, but now, there is another name Lu Rongwei. In the past sixteen years, with a lot of ancient books and knowledge collected by the previous dynasty, plus some wonderful methods of cultivation, Mo Ling has cultivated the little orphan into his right-hand man.

Many things that are inconvenient for him, such as meeting all kinds of people, going out to the countryside and the city to avoid evil on the side of mortals, and some things that need personnel means to deal with them, all of them are handed over to Lu Rongwei to do. Over the years, he has now made many acquaintances with people in the city and has great connections.

Coupled with the edification of poetry and books, the cultivation of qi, and the handsomeness of his face, he is also the number one famous figure in Jiannan City. After all, Li Xuanji is a child of the Buddhist family, and for so many years, most of them have been dealt with by expatriates. Mo Ling also worked out the rank of the priest according to some management methods in his previous life, and the great priest had the token talisman directly given by Mo Ling, and once dispatched, he could invite the four heavenly kings and even the true body of the Dharma Protector God. Lower-level priests can also invite gods and generals of different levels according to the level of the rune.

After Lu Rongwei obtained Mo Ling's approval, as early as ten years ago, he had successively recruited ten more priests and ten servants to manage all kinds of personnel exchanges in the Divine Palace. Ghosts and gods continue to be handed over to Mo Li's jurisdiction. The two parties manage all the activities of mortals in the yang world, and the other side deals with the ghosts and gods, and it can be said that they are in good order.

The maple leaves outside the courtyard are still green and green, and the broken sand flat is neatly dragged out of the cloud patterns.

Lu Rongwei put down the teacup and said to Mo Ling:

"Divine Master, now that we have established the Golden Body Lower Courtyard of the Three Realms Protector God in Dexing County according to your orders, I don't know what we should do next?"

Mo Ling propped his head and pretended to sleep, almost without thinking, and began to say:

"You will go to the Dharma Protector Temple later, and let Xuanjun go and send down the spiritual light. Pick a clever priest and go over there to take care of things. Although we have already accounted for forty percent of the incense at the moment, it is not a good idea, and there are a few other people in the huge Jiannan City, so for now, we need other means to attract the incense in the city. ”

Lu Rongwei nodded, his tone sincere:

"Please show me the gods!"

Mo Ling got up, picked up the tea made by Lu Rongwei and drank it in one sip:

"Without him, only poetry will be er!"

"Poetry Club?"

"Yes, literati love poetry clubs. ”

Lu Rongwei said with a smile: "I follow the instructions of the gods, according to my subordinates, this poetry meeting is really a wonderful move to open up the current situation, but how can this poetry meeting be held to be grand?"

Mo Ling got up:

"First of all, the venue must be sufficient, the environment must also be excellent, and its interior decoration also needs to be dedicated, decorated with calligraphy and painting, banquet and food must be good, calligraphy and painting can be rented and purchased, and then vigorously build momentum, and even invite a few Confucians to sit in charge, so that it is a qualified poetry meeting. ”

"Just qualified?"

"Yes, just qualified!"

"So what is grandeur?"

"If you want to be grand, you must have characteristics, whether it is a glass of water wine, or a peach blossom under the moon, you need to have other people's breathtaking characteristics or beautiful scenery, this scene, I have also thought about it, this scene should be unique in Shu County..."

Mo Ling lowered his head and pondered for a moment:

"Mountains of flowers!"