Study room in Jianchang Hou Mansion

The courtyard where the study room is located does not match the luxurious and ostentatious style of Jianchang Hou Mansion, but it looks a bit like a scholarly family. The bamboo and strange stone koi pond in the courtyard is quite elegant.

Unfortunately, the sounds that often come from this room are really not very elegant.

This is also the case, playing, teasing, and moaning high and low.

Standing under the corridor at the entrance of the courtyard, several servants in charge seemed to have not heard of it. They sat or stood, whispered themselves, just waiting for the master inside to summon water and tea.

Suddenly, the gate of the courtyard was "clang", which scared everyone. The gate of the courtyard was originally hidden, and an old woman rushed in in a panic. She was not careful and tripped by the threshold. She fell to the bluestone ground and sent it out.

A loud muffled sound.

He knew that he had fallen hard after hearing the sound. Several servants in charge couldn't help but grin and suck her, causing her to feel so painful.

The woman didn't care about these things, and got up with a grin and shouted loudly like a pig, "Hurry up, report back to the Marquis, Madam, Madam is going to kill someone!"

Several servants in charge were shocked, and the sounds in the room stopped immediately.

Two clever servants hurriedly ran up the room. Before they reached the door, they heard a series of clanging sounds, probably because the people in the room kicked the table and chairs down.

Then the door opened wide, and Zhang Yanling appeared in front of the door with a calm face, wearing only a mid-lane, wearing a fur and a cloak, and squinted his shoes. It was obvious that a good thing was disturbed.

"Murder?" Zhang Yanling's voice seemed to be about to kill someone.

The servants in charge of the affairs around him were silent and stared at the woman. Even the maid on the desk in the house hurriedly found her clothes and wrapped them around her body, tiptoed to the door and erected her ears and sounded.

The woman was so scared that she kowtowed her head and said tremblingly: "...It turned out that she sent the eldest girl to Jibei Temple as the command of the marquis. Somehow, the lady actually raised her.

He rushed over with the kitchen knife, and the girl would greet him with the knife... It was... it had already injured two people... No one dared to move, and asked the old slave to report to the marquis..."

"Waste." Zhang Yanling glared at her coldly, then glared at the servants around him.

The study manager shivered, forced a smile and whispered: "Mr. Marquis, the sedan chair is ready outside, you..."

"Change clothes." Zhang Yanling waved his hand impatiently, turned around and walked back. The clever servant beside him ran to take the spare clothes in the study into the room as if he was flying.

The sedan chair finally carried away the pretty maid in the house who was extremely neat and said she was walking but acted coquettish and said she was weak. Zhang Yanling quickly put on her clothes and rushed to the big girl Zhang Yuting on the west road.

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Between Shangyuan, there were noises of crying and shouting. The woman who followed him ran over panting and shouted: "The Marquis is here! The Marquis is here!"

The yard was silent immediately, and only the sharp and loud crying of the girl remained.

Zhang Yanling stepped into the yard and swept around with a cold face. The servants all flicked to both sides. Some squatted to greet him, while others simply knelt down, revealing the wife of the Marquis of Jianchang in the crowd.

Mrs. Jianchang has lost her usual condescending posture. Her hair bun is loose, her face is no powder, her white teeth are clenched on her dry lips, her blood-covered eyes are glaring around her, and her hands are

The kitchen knife pointed at the front, looking like a god blocking the gods and Buddhas blocking the gods and Buddhas.

The person who was cut had already gone down to bandage it, but there were still blood splashing on the bluestone road.

Zhang Yanling looked at his wife coldly and said nothing.

With such cold eyes, Mrs. Jianchang's hand gradually trembled.

The air also seemed to be frozen.

"I don't go, I don't go." The girl's sharp voice broke the silence again, as if she had thawed the wife of Jianchang Marquis all at once.

"Mr. Marquis! You can't send Ting'er away! Mingming, Mingming Ting'er was also hurt by them!" Mrs. Jianchang screamed, and the kitchen knife in her hand kept shaking.

All the servants stared at her hands, and as long as the kitchen knife ran towards the Marquis, they could immediately go over to "loyal savior".

Zhang Yanling sneered and said coldly: "It's your stupid look that taught Ting Jie'er badly. She threw the person into the water first, looked at him with a hundred eyes, and could he still be dependent? She took action in front and said

What an injustice.”

He didn't care about the shaking, unpredictable kitchen knife, paced forward, raised his voice and shouted inward: "Bad things! Zhang Yuting, if you have the ability, just throw all those people into the water.

I even told people to throw them into the water? I really lost my face! I won’t go to the temple to think about my mistakes behind closed doors.”

The girl in the room cried even harder and couldn't speak.

Mrs. Jianchang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned the knife head around her neck, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Mr. Marquis! Where is Jibei Temple? I have made a big mistake before I went there.

Ting'er went in, didn't he think he was wrong? How could he say that his husband's family in the future?! Marquis, Ting'er is the first child to us! There is still a sweet boy below! Even Jian'er will be implicated. Marquis is

Do you want to force me to death?! The Marquis wants to send Ting'er away, and I will die here today."

Zhang Yuting is the first child of the Marquis of Jianchang couple. Although she is not a boy, she was loved by Mrs. Jin because she looks quite similar to Empress Dowager Zhang when she was young. She claimed that she was a lucky child and asked to go to the palace to live in a few days.

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At that time, Zhang Yanling himself was still a big child. When he had a child, he felt it was novel. When he saw that his mother liked it, he was very addicted to it.

Less than half a year after Zhang Yuting was born, Mrs. Jianchang became pregnant again and successfully gave birth to the eldest son Zhang Zongjian. Mrs. Jianchang felt that the eldest daughter had brought her younger brother, so she put her daughter more and more attentively.

This time I was so crazy that I protected my daughter. One was because I loved her deeply, and the other was because I felt from the bottom of my heart that my daughter did nothing wrong in this incident. On the contrary, the daughter was the victim.

The little bitch named Wu is just a relative of her parents' family who is not bad for her sister-in-law. What is it to kill her?

And isn’t the little bitch named Yang the enemy of his family?! If this little bitch hadn’t been resolutely stubborn in Kunning Palace, how could he be humiliated by Princess Chun’an, and the grandmother would not have been sent out of the palace!

If Ting'er really killed the little bitch, she would still avenge her mother and grandmother! What's the point!

On the contrary, the daughter was pushed into the water by a shady little prostitute named Zhao for no reason, which was really a serious crime...

What she thought was not something she had said to Zhang Yanling. However, Zhang Yanling refused to listen to her, but instead scolded her for being foolish and could not tell her reasons for believing her. She insisted on punishing her baby daughter. She ignored this and then she went to trouble.

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It is also because Mrs. Jin is not in Jianchang Marquis' Mansion, but in Shouning Marquis' Mansion. She is confident that before Mrs. Jin comes back, she will force Zhang Yanling to give in with death.

"Marty!" she screamed sadly, "Will you watch me die here?"

Zhang Yanling did suddenly stand, but she did not pity her mother and daughter as she expected. A sarcastic smile appeared on his face, and his tone became colder, "It's still a big marriage, your daughter has had such a fight with the second girl there.

Go out, and still think about how to marry in the future?"

His handsome face was as cold as an ice sculpture, and his beautiful and passionate lips opened and closed, and he only said one sentence: "Be your fucking daydream."

After saying that, he never looked at his wife again, turned around and left, and shouted: "Get out of here, the yard is sealed. If she wants to die, let her die. Just in time, I will come out and have another room.

The lady with a brain, the girl doesn't want to leave, and she doesn't allow her to deliver food, so she just starves to death in this yard. My old Zhang family would rather starve to death than to be stupid."

Although Mrs. Jianchang is a domineering and domineering wife at home, Zhang Yanling, the Jianchang Marquis, is purely the living king of hell!

He had a great power, and all the servants obeyed the orders, and they did not want to be affected by the fish in the battle between the master and the mistress, so they quickly retreated to the courtyard.

Mrs. Jianchang Hou still put the kitchen knife on her neck, and she was stunned for a while but couldn't react. Seeing that Zhang Yanling really stepped out of the yard, the servants rushed out as if they were hiding from the plague. She woke up and screamed.

He rushed out with a kitchen knife.

The servants were so scared that they were gone, afraid that she would throw the kitchen knife out and hurt the marquis, so they hurriedly rushed up and surrounded her.

Mrs. Jianchang was already venting her courage now, and she no longer waved the kitchen knife like she did when she first started, and she was snatched by someone for a moment of weakness.

She didn't care, and only stared at Zhang Yanling's back as she gradually moved away, and shouted "Marquis! Marquis!" in her mouth, as if she was separated from her life and death.

But Zhang Yanling never looked back.

She finally exhausted her strength and when her legs became weak, she sat on the ground. She heard her daughter crying louder than she could not help but feel sad as she heard the question of "Why are you helping outsiders bullying me?"

, patted the ground and started crying loudly.

Even so, Zhang Yanling still never turned around. He frowned and stared at Zhang Laifu, the confidant butler who had just come here was sweating.

"What's the point of being anxious about this kind of thing?" The Marquis's words made Zhang Laifu kneel down and kowtow directly, thinking that he was talking slander.

Unexpectedly, this is not irony at all, it is a statement.

Zhang Yanling then had the storm, but it had nothing to do with what happened today: "Do you have a letter to the lynx you are looking for?! The autumn began to urge you to start, and it's already spring yet, but you haven't seen it yet.

Are you all tired of living?!"

Zhang Laifu was sweating all over his forehead, and he was sweating coldly on his back. He secretly looked at the master's face and said reluctantly: "This thing is really...it's really not easy to find, and the subordinates are not willing to do their jobs for the master... They are also looking for Xiangrui

, said that he saw the white tiger in Liaodong."

Zhang Yanling sneered and waved his hand, "Don't play with those fake ones, the emperor is smart, the bullshit Xiangrui can't coax him. I'm really dragged to death by you idiots."

He suddenly became interested, took two more steps, stopped, glanced at Zhang Laifu and said, "The boss...well?"

Zhang Laifu shook his head, "I'm still discussing with the Grandma, and everyone is waiting for the letter."

Zhang Yanling said coldly: "The boss is an iron rooster. You won't wait for him. Go to the Curtain to search, pick up two good calligraphy and paintings, send them to Liu Zhong, and then send some silver to the Xiyuan project.

Let Liu Zhong tell the emperor about the money."

He thought for a moment, stretched out his two fingers and shook them.

Zhang Laifu stretched out his neck, swallowed his saliva, and muttered in a low voice: "Master, 20,000 taels? This is also... the silver that is attracted by salt is not yet taken by the mansion."

Zhang Yanling's face turned darker, "Do you think this is a matter that can be settled with a thousand eight hundred taels? What is it like to throw a thousand taels of silver into the project? Yin'er couldn't even find one and was wasted!

Don’t be petty, like the boss, who is not a shitty person, just thinking about making money for nothing. The emperor is no longer a child, so let him coax it?! How much salt has been brought into his hands before and can’t get it back?”

That was 170,000 taels of salt.

The Ministry of Revenue said it was 170,000 yuan, and if you send it to the merchant, you can generate 1.7 million yuan.

What is a mere 18,000 taels of silver? Build two yards to make the emperor happy and want nothing to ask for!
To be continued...