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Chapter 905 Death(1/3)

Chapter 908 God of Death

Jia Ping'an returned to the backyard.

The two children were teasing their two younger brothers, and Wei Wushuang and Su He were chatting.

"Aye, Dahong has learned to curse people." Jia Yu hugged Erlang Jia Hong with a serious look on his face.

"Pooh!"

Jia Hong looked indifferent and was slap.

Doudou tried hard to hold the third brother Jia Dong and shouted, "Aye, Sanlang has pissed!"

It's a mess!

Su He was actually teaching Doudou how to deal with the matter after the child was urinated.

Is my cub so young to bear the burden of being inconsistent with her age? Jia Ping'an said helplessly: "Doudou will not be a child bride in the future, and it will be quiet."

Su He regretfully stopped teaching, "Husband, many families are like this. Look at Zhao Di and Pan often clean up for A Di."

This special lady is like a mother!

Jia Ping'an was speechless.

"I've met Mr. Lang."

The geese saluted very seriously.

Sanhua looked at Jia Ping'an with complicated eyes...

The two beauties in Eastern Rome, who didn't know why, asked Yun Zhang the fairest.

Yun Zhang looked at Jia Ping'an who was rubbing Ah Fu with admiration. "The husband spoke in the court today for us. In the past, the master had to kill a slave and just bury him casually. He could do so. He could not do it afterwards."

An Jing said in surprise: "Why?"

Yun Zhang smiled and said, "The husband of the court today is successful in his argument. From today on, those who have been crippled and killed will be 100 sticks, and those who have been slaughtered will be 100 sticks, and those who have been slaughtered for three years... Those who have been slaughtered by female slaves will be 100 sticks, and those who have been slaughtered for two years will be convicted of slaves. The government will be ordered to strictly enforce the law."

Ah Fu was so annoyed that he was rubbed that he rushed over and played with Jia Ping'an.

Yun Zhang whispered: "These two most important things are: one is that the slaves are convicted by the master, but the government; the other is that officials in the world strictly enforce the law. Who can bear the stick? Two years and three years of submission... Those who hold slaves are nobles, who can do two or three years of hard labor? So from today on, slaves have a chance."

During dinner, Jia Ping'an found that several maids were very attentive and looked like they wanted to die for him.

This is OK!

When he saw the spring, Jia Ping'an decisively turned his eyes away.

My waist is not good, don't slut.

After dinner, Jia Ping'an walked around the yard to digest food.

"Thank you, my husband."

The Eastern Roman duo welcomes Lu Fu.

The freckles on An Jing's face were shining, and she said respectfully: "I have never seen a man as majestic as a husband."

Those men regard women as vassals, isn’t that common for humiliating female slaves? It’s even more elegant and joyful. But the husband stood on their side.

In other words, from then on, if they were unwilling, even the husband could not forcefully summon them to serve.

Although I am willing...but this feeling of being respected!

Quietly shed tears.

After traveling thousands of miles from Eastern Rome to the Tang Dynasty, she and Qiuxiang were nervous, and it was not until this moment that they found a sense of belonging.

Qiuxiang blushed, "Your husband doesn't need to worry."

"What am I worried about?" Jia Ping'an looked confused.

"Slave..." Qiuxiang said hurriedly: "Your husband is sent, I am willing to do anything."

She and An Jingfu ran away quickly, Jia Ping'an couldn't help but smile and beat his waist with his backhand.

Even the maids from the palace looked at him differently.

In the past, it was a master-servant relationship, but now it has an indescribable feeling.

The combination of water and milk is wrong, it should be... more harmonious.

When lying on the bed at night, Wei Wushuang rustled and said, "Although my husband doesn't understand what he is doing today, the Jia family has always treated his slaves well. I think this is a good thing... They are all human beings, their parents' treasures. Why can one group of people abuse another group of people?"

"Because human nature is evil."

Jia Ping'an said casually.

"Human nature is evil?"

Wei Wushuang got into the quilt and shivered all over to look for Jia Ping'an to keep warm.

"yes!"

Jia Ping'an hugged her and felt her trembling, saying, "People are selfish, and a very small number of selfless people cannot represent the whole."

People have evil sides, which is almost recognized in later generations. If you want to say something purely good or gentlemen, sorry, these personalities are too risky. You can often see gentlemen’s personalities failing on various social media, and those who are respected and have... extremely tragic.

"What about Dalang and Dou Dou?"

"Dalang, Douduo, and other children need us to guide you."

Wei Wushuang also wanted to ask, Jia Ping'an summarized this topic in one sentence, "If ordinary people still have desires, they cannot be purely kind."

Wei Wushuang felt a little warmer. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Jia Ping'an smile.

"But I feel cold?"

"It's so cold." Wei Wushuang really felt cold.

"In fact, there is a way to warm up."

"What method?"

"Fused and blended."

...

When he got up the next day, Jia Ping'an took the children to run, and Yun Zhang came to find Wei Wushuang for instructions.

Su He yawned and wanted to see the two children who were still sleeping.

"Wushuang, I'll make up for my sleep later, so you can't argue with me."

Wei Wushuang said helplessly: "If you are lazy, just be lazy. Never let Dou Dou learn, otherwise how can you get married in the future?"

Su He said comfortably: "My husband said that the daughter of the Jia family will not have to worry about marriage."

This is a happy woman. She trusts her man wholeheartedly, without anxiety or worry. Doudou is getting older, and Su He still looks at the baby face she used to be, and she is still thinking about how to practice every day.

Wei Wushuang is different. The man works outside, and she takes charge of the Jia family's property and backyard, and there are many things to do.

She touched her face and felt that it was still very tender and smooth.

"My mother!"

Dou Dou's voice came from outside, and then she came in, and ran away after saluting.

Her shout came later, "My grandma, don't keep your word. You said you would take me out for fun later, and be with Aye. Millma, get up! Get up! Woo woo woo woo woo!"

Doudou started crying.

Wei Wushuang covered her forehead and said, "Every big and one small, there is no regular shape."

The second wife Su He is lazy, and the only thing that can cure her is Dou Dou.

The little lady is so cute. Yun Zhang smiled and said, "The teahouse said that Sun Zhong is old, so why not change it..."

Wei Wushuang was stunned, "Tell them that the Jia family never treats people who work for their families. Unless Sun Zhong can't do it, let him continue to do it."

Wei Wushuang sighed, "Forget it, those people are afraid that they will be slow to treat Sun Zhong, so I'll go there."

Yun Zhang looked at her and touched his neck with a strange look, "Mrs.'s neck has some flaws..."

My neck is very white and tender.

Wei Wushuang was puzzled, so she went back to the room to look in the mirror.

The neck in the bronze mirror is still white and tender, but a red mark is very obvious.

Wei Wushuang put down the bronze mirror in shame and annoyedness, "No wonder Yun Zhang's face turned red, this husband!"

She quickly covered the traces with powder, had breakfast later, and sent Jia Ping'an out of the house. She immediately ordered Jia Yu and his brother, and one of them, to go to Di Renjie's place to class.

Then Du He came to report on the arrangements at home today.

After she finished her busy schedule, she took Yun Zhang and followed two guards to the teahouse.

Sun Zhong sat outside the door, his eyes seemingly dull.

"Sun Zhong looked at the old man." Chen Dong whispered: "The manager of the tea shop means... or change someone."

Wei Wushuang didn't say anything, and afterwards, Sun Zhong stood up and saluted, "I've seen my wife."
To be continued...
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