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Luoyang.
At dawn, Mrs. Zhang got up, and Zhang Yitong was used to getting up to drink a glass of water, so she had to boil the water early, and then let it cool down slowly. There was already some movement outside the house, and some servants of the neighbors were already busy.
Don't look at the Zhang family as a big mansion. Like other wealthy families, it has dozens of rooms, a garden, and even a martial arts training ground, but Mrs. Zhang has no servants to direct. Although Zhang Yitong was appointed by the imperial court, he was very poor. When he first arrived in Luoyang, the eastern capital, in order not to lose the dignity of the government office in charge of the Bingzhou Road Marching Army, he borrowed money and spent a lot of money to buy this house as a facade.
Apart from Mrs. Zhang's dowry maid, the Zhang family only has two old servants. They are a little unsteady when walking. They can be a porter, pass on a message, and so on. Do it yourself.
After an incense stick, the two old servants also got up, greeted Mrs. Zhang, opened the gate, and cleaned the few fallen leaves and dust in the courtyard.
These two old servants have only been in the Zhang family for ten or twenty years. They are all old subordinates brought back by Zhang Yitong from Bingzhou. They were injured and could no longer serve as soldiers. Servant Banyou, or just a subordinate, still maintains the habits of the army, and he can't understand Mrs. Zhang disciplining the two children.
"Boys must have strength!" The two old servants simply thought that reading was useless, and pens were not as useful as guns.
Mrs. Zhang laughed. If you don't study, how can you be an official or a soldier? It's easy to lose your head.
The two old servants were speechless, and after a few days, they would forget about it and continue nagging the boy to practice martial arts.
When Zhang Yi got up together, the two children were still asleep.
"In the past few days, two orphans from Paoze will come. I'm thinking, they should be placed in our house and disciplined for a few days first." He said to Mrs. Zhang.
Mrs. Zhang is used to Zhang Yitong bringing some orphans and widows back from time to time. It is not easy to make a living in the army. If she is able to take care of the poor people who have lost their support, she should take care of them as much as possible. The family has three long and two short, and I hope that someone can lend a helping hand in the same way. But the second thought was too dark and unlucky. When someone asked why they wanted to help others, Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Yitong always used the first reason to explain.
"Just bring it, and I will take care of it. Is it a boy or a girl? How old are you?" Mrs. Zhang said gently. She only felt that Zhang Yitong was going to use the word "discipline". Most of them were naughty boys, which would be easy to manage. If you can't hear the preaching, let the two old servants communicate with the naughty boy to ensure that the teaching is good.
Zhang Yitong frowned: "It's two girls, the older one is fourteen years old, very shameless."
Mrs. Zhang couldn't hold back, she laughed out loud, and hurriedly covered her mouth with her sleeve: "Yitong used shameless words about girls' families, it's a bit too much." How can you use this kind of words to talk about people? To the in-law's house.
Zhang Yitong looked at Mrs. Zhang and wanted to explain, but felt that it would be a long story. "Well, after a while, they should arrive. You'll know then. I'm taking it lightly."
"Father." Zhang Yitong's son finally got up, and when he saw his father, he hurriedly saluted.
"How's your homework?" Zhang Yitong asked, his son Zhang Xiuwen is now fifteen or sixteen, but he can't write or write. I'm really worried about what to do in the future.
Zhang Xiuwen shrank his head and tried his best to play the role of quail.
Zhang Yitong sighed, without looking back, he knew that the two old servants must also be sighing, this son is too cowardly.
"You should read more books anyway, and seek fame." This world will always be the world of civil servants, the road of military generals is not easy, and Zhang Yitong's roads are also few, so he can only rely on himself.
There was a knock on the door outside the house.
When the door was opened, it was one of Zhang Yitong's men who escorted Hu Xueting. His hair was covered with dew and his clothes were covered with dew. The corner outside the door was dry, and there were some traces of someone sitting on it. Apparently, this person arrived at Zhang's house in the middle of the night, but stayed outside the house overnight. He knew that the sky was bright and there were voices in the house, so he knocked on the door.
"Liu Er, you came early, why didn't you knock on the door?" Zhang Yitong blamed.
Liu Er chuckled, and just said: "The members of the Shen family are right behind, and I guess they will arrive around noon."
Zhang Yitong took two portions of food and hot water, and handed them to Liu Er, who ate them in a few mouthfuls.
"I'm going to the government office today, you go home and have a look, and follow me to the government office tomorrow." Zhang Yitong instructed.
Liu Er nodded vigorously.
"Mother, is daddy going to stay in Luoyang this time?" Zhang Xiuwen asked tremblingly. Zhang Yitong was more likely to go out to fight than at home.?
A servant saw that Hu Xueting was just a girl, and was injured again, so he couldn't make any strength, so he wanted to fight back.
"Puff!" There was another stream of blood, and the servant who wanted to fight back fell to the ground, with a long wound on his chest, and blood flowed out in a puff.
Shi Jie held the blood-dripping knife and looked at the crowd casually, a little dissatisfied: "How about I do it and kill them all, why bother?"
"No! I want to seek justice with my own hands!" Hu Xueting continued to hit people with the case.
The little girl wanted to run around, but was grabbed by Shi Jie and pulled behind her.
"Don't look." He whispered to the little girl, "Be smart in the future, when you see a fight, run to a safe place, as far away as possible."
The little girl nodded vigorously, but foolishly continued to run towards Hu Xueting, but Shi Jie grabbed her tightly and covered her eyes.
"Children, don't look at bloody things, eat a cake." What was stuffed into the little girl's mouth was a cold and hard steamed bun.
The faces of the ladies in the hall have turned pale, is this going to kill someone?
The two old servants of the Zhang family who were protecting Mrs. Zhang curled their lips. Although the scene was too big, it was not fatal. The one who was hit by the case was good at protecting his head with his hands. Hu Xueting was not strong enough, so he broke his arm and added A little skin trauma, the one cut by Shi Jie, the wound looks scary, but it is also just a skin trauma, and it can't kill people, only these rookies who have never seen blood trembled in fright.
"Unexpectedly, I lost my sight." Mrs. Zhao grabbed Mrs. Zhang's hand firmly, and murmured.
Mrs. Zhang is struggling hard, who cares if you look away at this time? If you don't stop it, you will die!
Mrs. Zhao grabbed Mrs. Zhang desperately and refused to let go: "She is not Zhang Yitong's vixen, she is Zhang Yitong's illegitimate daughter!"
Mrs. Zhang stopped struggling, and looked carefully at Hu Xueting's face, which was not the same as Zhang Yi's.
Mrs. Zhao sneered: "Who is Zhang Yitong? He is as fierce as fire, killing people like hemp, and licking blood with the knife head! Look at Hu Xueting, does he look like Zhang Yitong?"
Mrs. Zhang didn't have time to pay attention to these derogatory words describing Zhang Yitong. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Hu Xueting ten thousand times more carefully. She felt that her body was stained with blood. She was chasing and beating the servants like a tiger with a case in her hand. Hu Xueting, more and more overlapped with Zhang Yitong's image, in a trance, he saw Zhang Yitong go in and out of the enemy seven times with a knife.
"Impossible" Mrs. Zhang murmured.
"Like! That momentum! That movement! That look! That ruthlessness! It's just the same!" The rest of the wives nodded frantically.
The old servants of the Zhang family who were protecting Mrs. Zhang nodded quietly. Hu Xueting was a hundred times more like Zhang Yi than the gentle Zhang Xiuwen.
"Unexpectedly, the master will have a queen." An old servant rubbed his eyes vigorously, tears of happiness overflowing.
"Miss is still injured, if you continue the beating, I'm afraid it will damage your vitality." Another old servant was worried.
"You protect Madam, don't be hurt by those servants, I'll go and persuade Miss." The first old servant said, his body that usually swayed when he walked, was miraculously vigorous, and grabbed Hu Xueting's arm.
"Miss, listen to the old slave, if you continue to fight, you will hurt your body. These bitches, just wait for the master to come back and deal with it. Why hurt yourself." The old servant was loyal.
Hu Xueting was very persuasive, put down the case, and grinned: "Paralyzed! The wound is open!" Several places on his body were dripping with blood.
The old servant panicked: "Old servant, go get the good Jinchuang medicine immediately!"
Gradually the hall became quiet, and a group of servants did not suffer serious injuries. They supported each other and fled the hall in panic.
The hearts of the ladies are still throbbing, it's so exciting.
Only Mrs. Zhang staggered, her face extremely pale
When Zhang Yitong returned home, he met several officials on the same journey.
"Old Zhang." An official greeted loudly, "Why don't we go drink flower wine together today."
Zhang Yitong shook his head, these places of fireworks are not to his liking.
"Stop pretending, we all know." The official smiled, honestly, he avoided women when he saw them, and he didn't drink flowers and wine. Zhang Yitong, a good man who went home every day to accompany his wife and children, actually had a The young and beautiful mistress brought her home.
"I can't see it on weekdays." Another official sighed, hiding it so deeply.
Zhang Yitong shook his head: "Stop talking nonsense." Shaking off the man, he strode home.
As soon as he entered the yard, he felt that the atmosphere inside was not right. Liu Er, who followed Zhang Yitong, immediately pressed the handle of the knife: "Yitong, there is blood!"
Zhang Yitong nodded slowly, raised his spirits, and walked slowly into the hall.
In the hall, Mrs. Zhang was sitting upright in the middle of the hall, and a dozen wives of the officials next door were lined up, sitting behind Mrs. Zhang like stars holding the moon, either contemptuous, angry, pitiful, or disgusted. stared at him.
A few strange maids and servants were wiping the blood on the ground, clearing the tables, chairs, cups, and looking at the clothes, but they were the servants of the neighbors.
"What happened?" Zhang Yitong asked in surprise.
"You did a good job!" Mrs. Zhang snapped. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com); Zhang Yitong nodded slowly, raised his breath, and walked slowly into the hall.
In the hall, Mrs. Zhang was sitting upright in the middle of the hall, and a dozen wives of the officials next door were lined up, sitting behind Mrs. Zhang like stars holding the moon, either contemptuous, angry, pitiful, or disgusted. stared at him.
A few strange maids and servants were wiping the blood on the ground, clearing the tables, chairs, cups, and looking at the clothes, but they were the servants of the neighbors.
"What happened?" Zhang Yitong asked in surprise.
"You did a good job!" Mrs. Zhang snapped. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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