Before Dong Ju could get angry, the nursing home on the side said loudly: "What are you talking about, Sister Dong Ju is so fragrant!"

Zhang Yuan glanced at Dong Ju expressionlessly: "You are not perfect, your body is stained with a man's turbidity." There is cheesiness in the heart, which causes the five internal organs to be out of harmony, and the internal poison is difficult to come out. ”

"How can a stinky body like you, only those rough men who are willing to sleep with you, get close to me?"

The guards were dumbfounded, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Dong Ju's full moon-like buttocks, and they shouted in their hearts that we are willing! Thinking that Li Dazhuang's dead ghost actually took this woman's red pill, they couldn't help but be jealous and hateful.

Dong Ju gritted her teeth, the more resentful her eyes grew, she didn't say a word at the moment, took a step forward, raised her hand and slapped it away......

"Smack!"

I don't know why, Dong Ju only felt a flower in front of him, and there was a hot pain on the left side of his face, and he looked at Zhang Yuan in disbelief.

"A mere slave and maid, I dare to do something to my son. Zhang Yuanmu faced, raised his hand and slapped again, the right side of the woman's face swelled, and both cheeks gradually bulged like a steamed bun.

Suddenly came to his senses, Dong Ju screamed: "What are you doing in a daze, behead this girl to death!"

When the others were still hesitating, a nurse's head was hot, and when he heard the sound of pulling out a knife and chopping it, Zhang Yuan's body moved slightly, and he pulled the winter chrysanthemum in front of him, and the nurse was shocked, and he forcibly retracted the knife momentum, and his chest was extremely uncomfortable.

Zhang Yuan took advantage of the situation to punch the other party's heart, and he didn't know where he hit, only to see the nurse covering his chest and retreating again and again, his face was full of pain, and finally he fell to the ground, and he couldn't spit out half a word.

Under the frightened gaze of Dong Ju and the Guardians, the man began to twitch like a sheep on the ground......

"Whoever deceives his master with slavery, die!"

Zhang Yuan said lightly, as if he was recounting an ordinary thing, as he approached the convulsive nursing home.

"Whoever draws his sword, die!"

When the word "death" came out, Zhang Yuan raised his right foot and stepped on the other party's throat like lightning, only to hear a "click......

"Ah!!" Dong Ju screamed: "You kill him!!You kill him!!"

In surprise, the woman's legs trembled, and a stream of heat gushed out.

Only then did she realize that this Zhang Yuan was the murderer who killed the sect leader. When others told her just now, she thought that something had happened that caused Li Dazhuang to die unexpectedly.

Seeing it with her own eyes at this moment, she was convinced that the waste person in the mouth of the nursing home had become so fierce, but she still couldn't believe it in her heart......

The world has been peaceful for a long time, living in this house of Zhong Ming Ding Food, the domestic slaves and maids who rarely go out, except for intrigue and playing with their hearts, where have they seen such a scene!

Seeing Zhang Yuan walking towards her step by step, he couldn't help but have weak legs, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and said incoherently: "Don't come here! Don't kill me! The servant will sleep for you, and the servant will wait for the good son!!"

The onlookers were also cold, although they were veterans who had retired from the battlefield, they had been stable for a long time, and their blood had faded. If it's just killing people, it can't scare them, but Zhang Yuan's methods are too weird, it seems to be the trick of those high-ranking people on the rivers and lakes, plus his identity as the son of the prime minister's house, he doesn't dare to do anything to him with this jealousy.

"Let's go, aren't you going to take my son to see the head of the house?

Zhang Yuan took the lead and walked in the direction of the main hall. A group of people followed, as if they were entourage.

Only Dong Ju was left sitting on the lawn, covering his face and crying loudly.

......

When did you learn these tricks?

After fighting with Li Dazhuang, the floodgates in my mind seemed to open a crack, and a lot of familiar and unfamiliar information poured out.

The trick of exerting force, the vulnerable point of the human body, and the means of attack...... Little by little, it appears in my mind, not like something I have just learned, but like a recall of something that I have forgotten.

The more things that pour out, the more I feel like I've forgotten more!

Zhang Yuan walked into the hall, and after seeing a woman in palace clothes above, he couldn't help but be stunned, and before he could think more, he heard Mrs. Sima shout heavily: "Killed another person?"

"Wow, I didn't expect such a murderer to come out of my Prime Minister's Mansion, master, this is all a concubine who has no way to teach!!"

said this, but there was a bit of shock and fear in his heart, could it be that this cowardly concubine was really beaten out of his own fierceness?

Zhang Wenshan stared at Zhang Yuan with sharp eyes, and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"Dare to ask my father, what is 'etiquette'?" Zhang Yuan arched.

Zhang Wenshan snorted and said impatiently: "Don't talk about this, just say it!"

Zhang Yuan was unmoved, and said with a shallow smile on his face: "My mother always said that I didn't know the number of etiquette, so my son put the word 'etiquette' in his heart. Is it considered a courtesy for an evil servant to bully his master? Is it considered a courtesy to draw a knife and hurt the master? Is it considered a courtesy to deceive oneself with evil words, instigated by a traitor, or insulted to one's face?"

"Although the son is a concubine and knows that his status is low, but in the end he has the blood of the Zhang family, but now he is bullied by these evil servants in every way, is this considered a courtesy?"

Zhang Yuan has a "ceremony", just because this word of etiquette represents all the truths in this world.

Governing the country with filial piety, filial piety is courtesy, virtue is courtesy, virtue is courtesy, repaying the king with loyalty, loyalty is courtesy, showing the world with benevolence, benevolence is courtesy!

To put it mildly, everything that is conducive to the stability of the Great Wei rule and the prosperity of the family is a courtesy!!

Rite is order, the Great Wei is built on this order, and the family also lives on this order. Zhang Yuan took a salute and put himself at the highest point of morality.

If it is in private, the family can tear its face and do non-"polite" deeds for the sake of profit, but Zhang Yuan so grandly moved it out as a reason for killing, as one of the representatives of maintaining "etiquette", Zhang Wenshan had to admit that he was justified in killing, and even had to say "kill well"!

Otherwise, all the families will criticize and question, are you Zhang Wenshan qualified to represent us?

Zhang Wenshan was no longer silent, but Sima Shi on the side refused to spare him so easily, and sneered again and again: "Well said, I haven't seen him for a few days, and my mouth has become neat!"

"It's just that I want to ask you, the evil servant bullied you and humiliated you, why didn't you report the old body? Dong Ju is a weak woman, can she also bully you and insult you? Do you do your own thing, disregard people's lives, do you still regard the old body as a mother in your heart? As the master of the backyard of this prime minister's mansion?"

This is to criticize Zhang Yuan from another angle: Even if the evil servant is at fault, it should be dealt with by me, the master of the backyard! You didn't report it to me, but you dealt with it yourself, and you beat the girl next to me, is there any family law and rules in your eyes?

If he can't say a word, Mrs. Sima can calmly use family methods to clean him up again, and she will really fight to the death.

"Huh?" Zhang Yuan said with a look of surprise: "A few days ago, the child was taught by his mother, and he was sick in bed and couldn't move, so he asked Li Dazhuang to tell his mother, take care of these evil servants, and send someone to add some lamp oil to the child by the way...... Could it be that he didn't report it?"

The corners of Zhang Wenshan's eyes twitched when he heard this, not that he felt sorry for Zhang Yuan, but that his words were too damaging.

It is one case to beat up a concubine, it is another case to connive at the murder of evil servants and poor management, and it is another case to treat Zhang Yuan harshly and not even supply lamp oil......

If this is to be spread, it is not that only a few people criticize "good and jealous" behind his back, but that the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty will say that he "has no way to govern the family", and even the emperor has a "vicious" comment from him!

Not to mention the folk scholars, how those officials from the poor family will accuse him, and even if the imperial history hears about him, it is also very likely to happen......

As for the fact that he asked Li Dazhuang to pass on the word, there is no evidence for his death, who can say that Zhang Yuan did not report it?

Mrs. Sima was so angry that she was trembling and speechless. The palms of the two hands were pinched tighter and tighter, and the golden monkey in his arms "chirped" twice, and hurriedly jumped out of the way, hiding far away, for fear of being affected by the fire of the city gate again.