Sheng Ze glanced at him and didn't say anything.

Revenge must be avenged, but not now.

……

Zhang Mansion, Zhang Zhiyao was pointing at Zhang Dong who was kneeling on the ground and said angrily: "Evil animal! Look at the good things you've done! ”

Zhang Dong hung his head, like a wilting little cabbage, but this time he didn't refute his father.

"Do you know how much food the Northern Hubei Army lost because of your unintentional move? Is that food? That's fate! Zhang Zhiyao was heartbroken.

Why did he give birth to such a dog thing? If time were to be turned back, he would definitely stuff this evil obstacle back into his mother's womb!

Zhang Dong didn't dare to fart at this time, so he almost knocked his head to the ground.

No one expected that the accomplice who was burned in the granary of the Northern Hubei Army this time turned out to be the son of Yin of the Northern Hubei Prefecture.

Speaking of which, I have to talk about what happened a few days ago.

Zhang Dong tried everything to run out of the new barracks, and on the way back to the city, he encountered a group of refugees, who according to them came from Chenzhou and were blocked out of the city by the Northern Hubei Army.

Originally, Zhang Dong would not care about this group of people, but before he left, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a stunning beauty with a cold temperament among this group of people!

Who is Zhang Dong? That's from rolling in the pile of beauties since childhood, how can you still walk when you see such a beauty?

After that, it was logical that Zhang Dong took this group of refugees into the city in order to win the favor of the beauty, and then pulled the ice beauty back to Zhang's mansion with half a rush and half a coax.

At present, Zhang Dong naturally couldn't hold back, and pulled the beauty upside down to make him unhappy, and it was two days in a flash.

And these days, Zhang Zhiyao was so busy because of the invasion of the Guanwai clan, he left Zhang Dong in the recruit camp and left him alone, and when the housekeeper told him that Zhang Dong had run home, Zhang Zhiyao was angry and cleaned up Zhang Dong when he went home.

That night, the granary of the Northern Hubei Army was burned, and at the same time, the beauty brought back by Zhang Dong disappeared out of thin air.

After all, Zhang Zhiyao had experienced strong winds and waves, and learned what happened from Zhang Dong's entourage, and then inferred from some information that the woman left in the mansion that the girl was from the Jiayu clan at all.

So sensitive. During the period of feeling, Zhang Zhiyao did not dare to make a noise, and only asked people to investigate carefully, until it was determined just now that the granary of the Northern Hubei Army was burned, and it was indeed the woman's handiwork.

"Do you know who you're bringing back? If I'm not mistaken, that woman must be a wizard of the Jiayu clan, you really have too long a life, anyone dares to bring it to the house, anyone dares to touch it! ”

Zhang Zhiyao was so angry that he beat Zhang Dong again.

"Dad, Dad, stop fighting, I know it's wrong......" Zhang Dong was dizzy and couldn't help begging for mercy.

Zhang Zhiyao stopped his hand and snorted heavily: "Do you know that you are wrong now? It's late! After saying this, he said to the housekeeper again, "Go to Jingrentang immediately and ask them to have the best doctor, be quick!" ”

"Yes, sir."

When the housekeeper heard this, he immediately ran out, but almost collided with Ma Tingting, who came in from outside.

"My lord, please stop fighting, Childe, he definitely didn't mean it, you dissipate your anger, don't be angry." Ma Tingting ignored the housekeeper and knelt on the ground as soon as she came in.

Zhang Zhiyao looked at her coldly, "What are you?" Also paired with the official to point fingers? ”

Ma Tingting was stared at coldly by him, and her back was cold, but she still insisted on looking at him, "My lord, the folk girl said a few words that shouldn't be said, and asked the adults to make a decision after listening." ”