Since the effect of beating Cheng Ning to hemiplegia was not good last time, this time he treated Cheng Ning to become a dead pig, so it’s okay, right?
Xia Xiaodong looked at Ning Junwu who was lying softly on the ground, and secretly lamented that his heart was still not cruel enough.
Those explosive egg-breaking leg-biting ear-biting magic skills were not used after all.
But if it were really used, it would probably lead to a deadly feud.
Alas, even though Dad has some energy, it’s better not to mess with people like Prince Min.
Once raw, twice cooked.
Ruan Chenshan also had a certain immunity to the unconscious man in the eldest girl's room of the Xia family, so he readily carried Ning Junwu away without asking any questions.
Because they had been notified the night before that the war preparation granary would be opened the next day, many soldiers were mobilized to prepare to maintain order, and there were far fewer patrols.
There were only two soldiers patrolling near Prisoner Alley.
"Hey, look, there are two drunkards over there."
The taller one poked the shorter one next to him.
The short man looked up, and sure enough, under the backyard wall of a mansion somewhere, there were two people sitting against the wall, both looking delirious.
There is a shortage of food in the city, so there are more and more drunk people.
Drinking on an empty stomach makes it easy to get drunk, and quite a few people get drunk after a few drinks.
The two people who were standing awake looked at the two people who were sitting unconscious, and then looked at each other.
"You left me and I went right, one person at a time."
This time it was the short man who spoke.
"good."
The odds and ends in my arms, the purse at my waist, and the folding fan in my sleeves soon changed their owners.
Before leaving, I was even scornful.
"He looks like a human being, but he fell here.
He must have done nothing good last night."
"It doesn't smell like alcohol.
You can get drunk even if you do this.
It doesn't seem like you can drink enough."
"Most likely they are two rabbit masters."
"hey-hey" The tall and short people smiled obscenely and left.
Although Ning Junwu fainted later, he was strong and woke up first.
He touched his empty body with a sullen face, knowing that he could neither show off nor stay for a long time.
He looked in the direction of the Xia family, turned around and walked away quickly.
Zhang Wenmao was much miserable.
It wasn't until dawn that he was woken up by his mother-in-law who was going out to buy groceries.
Unfortunately, he had been pampered since he was a child.
He couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south, and he was penniless, so he had no choice but to ask around and walk back home step by step.
The servants who served him were going crazy with anxiety.
The young master said last night that he was going out.
When the carriage and horses were prepared, the young master had disappeared.
The young man was beating a drum in his heart, holding on to the slim hope that someone else would serve the young master and leave.
Unexpectedly, I waited anxiously until midnight and still didn’t come back.
He wanted to report the matter to the master and his wife, but he didn't dare.
As long as the matter was revealed, no matter whether the young master could be found back or not, he would inevitably receive a beating first.
Besides, for such a big boy, he shouldn’t really be lost, right?
After finally waiting until dawn, the young master has not come back yet.
I had to say hello every morning, but now I couldn't hide it, so the boy could only go to the upper room with trembling legs.
The master and his wife actually went out Seeing the young master who appeared inexplicably, the young man suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed to God three times.
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It was a blessing from God.
Zhang Wenmao was devastated and helplessly allowed the boy to toss him around.
He changed his clothes and shoes, wiped his face, and combed his hair, but he could not regain his energy no matter what.
Our family background, character, and appearance are all good at everything, so why can’t we impress Sister Xiaodong?
Let’s talk about whether they can get married, but sister Xiaodong was so cruel, completely ignoring her sincerity, and even knocked herself unconscious.
The ignorant boy could only think about the problem from his own point of view, and had no idea what impact his reckless behavior might have on his sister Xiaodong.
I sat there dumbly until noon, when Magistrate Zhang came back.
"What's the matter with you?
You're listless."
Zhang Bo'an was very unhappy when he saw his son: "Don't we have enough to eat at home?"
Zhang Wenmao Weiwei.
The guilty boy hurriedly knelt forward and explained: "The young master is feeling a little uncomfortable.
He has been like this today.
He is probably tired."
"Why are you so tired?"
Magistrate Zhang was still very unhappy: "I've been so busy all day that I haven't even touched the ground, and I'm not tired at all.
Young man, how do you look like you've been feeling groggy all day?
Today we opened the armaments Granary, the victims outside the city must be happy.
I am going to comfort the people in the afternoon.
You can come with me.
Now that I am old enough, I also need to know something about the sufferings of the people."
Magistrate Zhang was busy opening a warehouse in the morning.
When he returned to the mansion, he learned that his wife and daughter who had gone to the Xia family had not returned yet.
He felt unsure and in low spirits.
After a few official words with his son, he waved and let Zhang Wenmao go.
Mrs.
Zhang, who was being cared about by Magistrate Zhang, was in a good mood.
She was left by Mrs.
Zhuang, and they had a lunch with Xia family characteristics.
After playing Tai Chi all morning, her face almost turned sour from smiling, Mrs.
Zhang finally got a word from Lu Yunzhi: "Uncle Zhang is in charge of the province of Xuannan, so the matter of Suzhou Stone naturally depends on Uncle Zhang's support.
In total, Uncle Zhang will be running the Six Ministries next year, so why not use this formula?
Our Lu family has never interfered in official affairs, and we only hope that this thing can be helpful to Uncle Zhang."
If I hadn't been an official's wife for many years, I might not be able to fully understand such words.
Condition: Zhang Boan fully supports the development of Suzhou Stone.
Benefits: The formula of Suzhou Stone.
Restrictions: For use only in official positions in the Ministry of Works.
Guarantee: No, the Lu family will not directly intervene.
Time: It will be given next year when I finish my term and go to Beijing.
This is already pretty good.
Mrs.
Zhang was very satisfied.
As for money and other things, it will not be easy once you get an official position in the Ministry of Industry.
Everything I've done is a project, so there's no need to ask for help, the routine is enough.
Zhang Wenjuan stood next to her mother, holding serving chopsticks obediently while serving dishes.
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There is nothing we can do, the Xia family has too few maids.
To be precise, everyone ate by themselves, and there were no maids around to serve the dishes.
So, after Xia Xiaodong stood up and passed the two dishes from the cook's hands, Mrs.
Zhang ordered her daughter to serve everyone, otherwise it would look unseemly.
The daughter of the Xia family was standing busy, and your Zhang family's Daughter sitting idle However, Xia Xiaodong completed the task after passing the dishes.
Shi Shiran sat down to eat, but she had to stand all the time.
Zhang Wenjuan was on the verge of tears and was so angry that she felt dizzy.
But this is what my mother ordered, and it won’t work if I don’t do it.
However, Xia Xiaodong stretched out the bowl politely: "Sister Wenjuan, I can't reach the fried pork with bamboo shoots over there.
Please help me pick up some."
Zhang Wenjuan could not wait to put the whole pot of fried pork with bamboo shoots on that beautiful face, find another bamboo strip, and give that person a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots.
What's even more hateful is that the Xia family's vegetable basin is so big.
Even if you really dare to take action, I'm afraid that it will be all on you before you can pick up the basin.
However, Zhang Wenjuan felt a little more balanced when she saw that the pot of stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots was almost entirely filled with bamboo shoots and not a few pieces of meat could be found.
Qiong Qiu Ba's hospitality is just this kind of food.
I think it would be even worse on weekdays.
Zhang Wenjuan could barely hold on by imagining the extremely miserable life of the Xia family in her mind.
After lunch, Mrs.
Zhang still refused to leave.
She insisted on finding some gossip to talk about, and from time to time she persuaded Lu Yunzhi to move back to the magistrate's residence.
In the blink of an eye, it was past Shen hour, but the concierge came over with a servant girl from the Zhang family.
"Madam," the servant woman looked worried and walked in a hurry.
She took two deep breaths and then said, "Master Wenmao has fainted.
Madam, please go back and take a look."