Not only Xie Fengan, everyone present was startled by the sound of "Shen Shiqing".

The rest of the people didn't move, and Tu Nan, who came out with his own girl, kicked Xie Fengan directly to the ground.

Xie Fengan screamed in pain: "This is my family's Zhuangzi, don't you even recognize me?" ”

Pei Feng also hurriedly led people to take down a few family members who came with Xie Feng'an, and more than a dozen or twenty people scuffled together, making a mess, and carrying the roars of Xie Fengan and his family members.

Seeing that the two maids were extremely brave, Zhao Surui seemed to have won Xu Chu Dianwei's Cao Mengde, he took a step back, and pointed out the country with interest with his hands in his sleeves.

"I covered the mouths of these gangsters first, and I dared to pretend to be the second young master of Ning Anbo Mansion, I was bold, I thought that they were all habitual criminals, and first pretended that the master's family would deceive Zhuangzi's door and then rob it! Be sure to take them all down, and don't let any of them go! ”

"In the past few days, our mansion in Beijing has not been peaceful, I don't know how many people have moved their minds, so there are waves of villains, you must guard the door."

"I didn't expect you to encounter such a big battle after a few days of drilling, and after catching these gangsters, I asked the kitchen to kill a pig to reward you!"

For a while, Xie En overwhelmed the screams, and Zhao Surui looked at the horses again:

"Be careful, don't let the horse hurt!"

Xie Fengan was very angry, but he didn't know who was sticking his mouth full of mud, his head was pressed to the ground, he looked in the direction of Shen Shiqing through the gaps in the legs and feet of countless people, but he only saw a little skirt corner under the faint light.

He struggled to stand up, but he was hit the stomach again, and the earthy smell in his mouth was mixed with a little blood.

Looking up, he saw a servant girl with a sword in her hand looking at him with a very frightening gaze.

Zhao Surui didn't even bother to look at Xie Feng'an, Shen Sanyu was full of poetry and books, and he was born in a noble family, but he was forced to this field by a down-and-out Xie family, some of which were lucky, how many were the Xie family's dirty, and how many were ...... It's because she, Shen Shiqing's mind is full of wood, and if you really want to talk about it, Xie Feng'an is really nothing in it.

He is nothing to Shen Shiqing, and even more so to Zhao Surui.

Not as good as his horse.

No, it's a horse that is not as good as his Zhao Surui.

Seeing that the small scene had been controlled, Zhao Surui instructed the maid on the side: "Will you lead the horse?" Take the horse and send it to me. ”

The little maid was wearing a cloth robe, she was the maid on the Zhuangzi, and she had only entered the second gate to serve for only a few days, and when she saw the "second young lady" talking to herself amicably, she stood with her feet shy and whispered: "I, I will lead the cow and the donkey." ”

"Same."

Zhao Surui waved his hand and motioned for the little maid to go up and lead the horse.

At this time, a family member who followed Xie Fengan struggled to break free from the pull of several people and fell in front of "Shen Shiqing":

"Second young lady! We really came from Ninh Yen Bo Mansion! That's the Second Young Master! It's your husband! ”

"Husband?" Zhao Surui sneered, his expression was arrogant, and he leaned over slightly to look at the restrained family, "You mean I was wrong." ”

He turned his head and looked slowly at the maids and farmers who obeyed his orders.

"It's dark and the lights are dark, my husband and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I'm probably unfamiliar.

The people moved out of the way and watched the thin woman slowly walk by.

Xie Fengan felt that the force pressing on his shoulders loosened slightly, he struggled, and laboriously half-knelt on the ground, glaring angrily at "Shen Shiqing".

Zhao Surui's hand was still in his sleeve, looking at Xie Fengan's embarrassment, he smiled:

"However, just looking at the face, I really can't remember clearly, but I remember that my husband has three red moles at the base of his thighs."

Hearing what "Shen Shiqing" said, Xie Feng'an's eyes were cracking, if his eyes could make a sword, he would definitely kill this rebellious and presumptuous woman on the spot immediately!

It's a pity that gaze can't kill.

So he could only listen to the woman who had been snubbed by him for seven years say: "Pick off his pants, don't you know." ”

"Yes!"

Zhao Surui was not interested in the man's ass, and when he turned around and saw that the horse was taken away by the little maid, he squinted and smiled.

Behind him, the second young master of the dignified Ning Anbo Mansion was like a white fish out of the water, and his pants were ripped off alive.

Of course, this kind of work does not need to be done by Tu Nan Peifeng, and the hands are the sturdy men who have eaten meat with "Shen Niangzi" for several days, and they have shown their skills in the competition, not only have they won meat and rewards, but also have the errand of the nursing home, and now they are cooking Xie Feng'an's two bare legs with big hands like a fan.

"There is no red mole on the left."

"There is no red mole on the right side either."

"There's no one in there." As he spoke, the man wiped his fingers at his side. "Shen Niangzi, after looking around twice, there are no red moles anywhere, this person is fake! It's quite white. ”

Xie Feng'an, who collapsed on the ground, was sad and indignant, only to feel that more than 20 years of romance had been pulled clean, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

With a horse, it is natural to ride, as soon as Zhao Surui returned to the back house, he began to instruct people to rummage through the cabinets to find clothes to wear on horseback, Ah Chi heard about it, hurried back, and found two light clothes, one is a robe made of light blue satin imitation of the style of trolling, the other is a short jacket with orange peel red, and the following is a horse-faced skirt, Ah Chi also found an egg blue cloak with silver buttons.

"These two pieces were still worn by the girl when she went to the mountains to make incense, and now I see that the girl has lost a lot of money than before."

Zhao Surui looked left and right, not very satisfied: "Make me a men's style trolling, no matter the color, it must be easy to walk, and don't match a skirt, just make a black silk for me." Find me another whip, and I need eight strands of cowhide to weave, and it should not be too light, so that I can use it in my hands. And boots, make me two more pairs of boots. ”

"Yes." Ah Chi naturally has nothing to do, look at his girl's figure, and then look at the robe in his hand, and plan to change the girl's clothes tonight.

Thinking about how to change his clothes, Ah Chi said again: "Girl, you arrested that Xie Feng'an, what should we do with him?" ”

Zhao Surui smiled and imagined how he rode a horse in the mountains and forests, and said, "That person is a fake gangster, don't say anything wrong in the future." ”

Ah Chi nodded in response.

"It doesn't have to be anything, Ning'an Bo Mansion itself is difficult to protect, as long as we don't have internal ghosts here, they can't do anything to us."

Inner ghost?

Hearing these two words, Ah Chi immediately remembered the concubines of Xie Feng'an in the backyard, and she pursed her lips and smiled:

"Girl, it's cold, you should make some winter clothes, those women in the backyard are not bad, tomorrow I will pack up some cotton cloth and send it over, let them make some winter clothes."

Zhao Surui glanced at Ah Chi and nodded, Shen Shiqing's maids can be Wen Zewen and Wu Zewu, and they always know that they have to find things to do for themselves, but they need to use more than the wastes in the court who can only lie down on the spot if they kick a foot.

"Tomorrow I will take Tu Nan out for horseback riding, you and Pei Feng will guard our Zhuangzi together, if anyone dares to act rashly, you just have to deal with it, and I will carry it for you when you come back."

"Yes, girl!"

Zhao Surui waved his hand to let Ah Chi step back, sat on the bed with his hair draped, and saw a painting hanging on the wall.

This is Shen Shiqing's old work, which was rummaged out by Zhao Surui today and hung on the wall.

Zhao Surui thinks this painting is quite interesting, in the middle of the painting axis, several colorful birds stand on the branches, all of them are lively and leisurely, and one of them still has the leisure to look at the flowers on the branches, but in the sky behind these birds, the figure of a vulture bird is already clearly visible.

Looking carefully, Zhao Surui felt that these birds were Shen Shiqing's painting of herself.

Just looking at the meaning of this painting, she probably didn't know that she had been treated as a Chinese meal, but she had been stuck for a long time and was powerless to struggle.

"Shen Sanru, Shen Sanru, I can dispose of this Xie family for you, but if you dare to retreat again and again in the court, don't blame me for taking your head to dissipate my anger after I change it back."

As he spoke, Zhao Surui casually picked up the silver hairpin placed on the desk and gestured at Shen Shiqing's neck in the mirror.

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Only one of the deepest row of rooms in the village is still lit.

The furnishings in the wing room are simple, only one bed, one table and two stools, there is not even a table and chair on the table, only plain painted wood, the bed is better, although there is no curtain, the quilt is silk.

The woman sat by the lamp on the table, holding a half-made man's middle coat in her hand, but she couldn't get off the needle.

The sixty-third gust of wind passed, and there was a very soft knock at the door, and the woman quickly stood up to open the door, and a maid in a small jacket flashed in.

After closing the door, the woman waiting in the house asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, what's going on with the noise outside tonight?" ”

The maidservant took out a silver bracelet from her arms and handed it to her, gasping slightly and said, "Auntie, I tried my best and didn't go to the front yard, and the young lady's maids guarded us like thieves." ”

Taking back the bracelet and clasping it in the palm of her hand, the woman called "Auntie" frowned and said, "The little girl who comes and goes, the rough girl who sprinkles and sweeps, you don't have any of you who can help us spread the news?" ”

The maid lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

The woman was annoyed again: "I asked you to find the green warbler that was assigned to Zhuangzi in the past, and you didn't find anyone?" ”

"I asked the little maid who guarded the door, and the little maid said that Qingying was assigned a tenant to farm the year before last, and she didn't even let Zhuangzi enter for a long time."

Hearing this, the woman's frowning thin willow eyebrows relaxed slightly: "When I was serving in front of my wife back then, I really didn't think that she would end up in such a field. ”

took a deep breath and vented again, and her expression was not as stern as Fang Cai:

"You didn't ask anything useful other than that?"

The little maid shook her head and asked timidly, "Auntie, when can we go back to the house?" ”

Now, the silent person has become Xia He.

It was cold and quiet in the wing, Xia He lowered his head, thinking about his children while worrying about his future.

A sudden sobbing pulled her mind back.

"Crying for what?"

"Auntie, can we go back to the house? Today, the little girl told me that Qingying was beaten and scolded by her man every day because she had two daughters in a row, and she was two steps slower when she was grinding a few days ago, and she was kicked a fetus that had just taken shape. ”

As she spoke, the frightened and frightened little maid finally couldn't help crying: "What if we can't go back to the house, auntie?" ”

Xia He was speechless.

Turning his head to look at the half-made middle coat on the table, he suddenly felt a hatred in his heart.

The room adjacent to Xia He was silent, as if the people in the room had already fallen asleep.

Two figures were attached to the wall, quietly listening to the movement in Xia He's house.

"Auntie, Aunt Xia, I'm afraid they haven't got any useful news."

"Useless stuff." Cui Jinniang scolded lightly and gathered the clothes on her body.

"Then Shen Shiqing wants us to be honest and let her handle it, I'm not as good as she wants, tomorrow before lunch, you find a reason to let Xia He attack you, the bigger the trouble, the better, you take the opportunity to run to the front yard, just look at one thing, and see if anyone can deliver food to a place where people can be closed."

"Yes, auntie."

The dark tide was surging in the small courtyard, and Liu Tianxing, who was sleeping soundly in the easternmost wing, said softly in her dream: "Sleeping with Sister An is more comfortable than holding the young master." ”

An Nian reluctantly rested her head on the pillow and sighed silently.