Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

After laughing, Master Yao looked at his son and daughter-in-law again and said cautiously, Prince Cheng's husband was so kind to them, and they should repay them appropriately.

"I was just about to talk about this. In fact, Zeng Liuye contacted me two days ago, but I didn't know what happened at the time. Now everything is clear, and Changle and I are going to Hubei immediately. South City."

Yao Shunxi said and pulled Fan Changle to stand up, and the old man Yao urged again: "Bring more money with you, the power of the Kang family also needs money to accept it. I'm afraid it's limited, they have already done so much for Nanjiang, and it's our turn to give some money."

Money is something outside the body. If you can help Prince Cheng, the Yao family will definitely support him to the end.

"Well, I know, then we'll go first."

Yao Shunxi nodded, and after looking at Fan Changle, the couple turned around and left, looking at their backs, the father and son both sighed lightly, they are old, and they will be the world of young people in the future. Under the leadership of Shunxi and Changle, the Yao family is bound to be more stable, and that's enough.

Chapter 598 Dismounting, Dispute

The back house of the Chief Secretary's Yamen.

"You really don't go to Qianya to see?"

This morning, Ling Jingpeng, who came with Zhang Qing, went out with Zeng Shaoqing without coming to the house to say hello. Yan Shengrui also took the little bun, Yuan Shaoqi, to the barracks to prevent possible disturbances in the Kang family or other families. After the arrangement was made, there were only two adults, Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan left in the house, and they were deserted a lot. Fortunately, there were Xiao Tuanzi and Liu'er to accompany them, so it was not difficult to pass the time.

"What's there to see? Isn't it a little dumpling?"

Taking a moment to look at him, Ling Jingxuan pinched his son's chubby little face and played with him. Everything was arranged, and he also made various preparation plans for possible emergencies. If something unexpected happened, That's the problem with their ability, even if he goes, it's useless.

"No, people really want to go to see Big Brother's trial. I heard that Big Brother is very powerful."

Once again, the little dumpling impatiently waved away his father's hand that kept making trouble on his face, and couldn't help looking at him expectantly. He had never seen his elder brother try the case.

Seeing this, Chu Yunhan threw him a look, and Ling Jingxuan squeezed his son's face in annoyance: "I know it's fun to watch, and I have nothing to learn from Liu'er. Look at how good they are."

Yang Liu is really well-behaved. She doesn't make a fuss every day. She also learns everything quickly. It makes him feel a little bit unwilling to give her to Yun Han as his daughter. , he has never left the ground, and rolls on the ground with Gun Gun all day long. Fortunately, the maid cleans the ground very cleanly every day, otherwise people will be too busy to wash his clothes every day.

"It's a boy, how can I learn from my sister?"

Xiao Tuanzi put his hands on his hips in a serious manner. Recently, the third brother came back and instilled in him a lot of thinking that a man must stand upright. He already considers himself a little man, and will never compare with his sister again.

"Uh?? Who are you like?"

Ling Jingxuan's forehead turned black. He knew what was good to him, and he could use it right away. If he was bad, he was just a gust of wind in his ears. He was so perverted at a young age. It is estimated that no one can control him. Should he really consider sending him to a temple in the mountains for training? Otherwise, there will definitely be another big devil in the capital in the future, and the people are afraid that they will live in "distressed waters" again.

"Big brother said that we all grew up watching dad and father's ass, of course we are like you."

"Huh? Ass?"

"Ha ha."

Seeing what he said so naturally, Ling Jingxuan was dumbfounded, Chu Yunhan couldn't help laughing, the little dumplings were so talented, as long as he was around, they would not have to worry about a hard life.

"Brother Tuanzi, it's the back. Brother Bei is talking about the back, not the butt."

Yang Liu, who was also covering his mouth and snickering, didn't forget to kindly correct him, but the little dumpling pouted: "But every time I can only see the butts of my father and father."

Well, he uses it flexibly from his perspective. Should we praise his rich creativity or call him a fool? "Stinky boy, when you go back, I will send you to the mountains to become a young monk. You can go and see the butts of those old monks."

Ling Jingxuan was decisively blown away, and one day he was killed by his son's unrestrained thoughts.

"Don't, don't, don't be a little monk, people don't eat vegetables, Daddy, people want to eat meat, eat meat."

Seeing this, the little dumpling hurriedly leaned over and acted coquettishly on him. Although he didn't know why our father was angry, he didn't want to be a little monk.

"No, no, I've decided."

Even though his heart had been turned into a cute one, Ling Jingxuan still pretended to be serious, and the little dumpling took a lot of effort to climb onto his legs, panting and holding his face before kissing him fiercely. One mouthful: "If you don't go, don't go, Daddy, don't send the little dumpling to be a little monk, okay? The little monk is not good-looking, and his head is bare, and the little dumpling is not cute when he is a little monk."

If a child from another family encounters such a situation, he will definitely be playing tricks, crying and making a fuss. Their little dumplings will be different. Under the doting of the family, even if they don't understand anything, he knows it. Coquetry is king.

"Puchi..."

Ling Jingxuan couldn't hold on anymore, he couldn't help laughing, the little dumpling tilted his head and blinked and looked at him: "Daddy won't send the little dumpling to be a little monk, right?"

"Ha ha

...Your father scare you, why is he willing to let you become a little monk? "

Chu Yunhan, who was holding Liu Er next to him, touched his head. Xiao Tuanzi was not only Ling Jingxuan's son. If he really dared to send Xiao Tuanzi to be a young monk, there was no doubt that he would definitely become the public enemy of the whole people. Everyone will be angry at him, the small dumplings are their pistachios, they can't leave for a moment, how can they send him to the deep mountain temple to spoil? "Yeah, I knew that daddy hurts me the most."

The goal was achieved, the little dumpling cheered happily, hugged his father and chewed again, making Ling Jingxuan's face full of saliva, the chief secretary's yamen's back house was happy and full of laughter, but the front yamen was different. A scene, almost an hour later, the soldiers who were ordered to bring people brought Kang Buyuan and his son to the hall. At this time, a large number of people had gathered outside the hall. I heard that something happened to the Kang family. Come to watch, there are also spies sent by various families, everyone wants to know what will happen to the Kang family as soon as possible.

With the help of Kang Buyuan, Mr. Kang walked up to the court step by step with a cane and glanced at the three people sitting beside him. There was a quick flash of cruelty in Mr. Kang's eyes, and his eyes turned to Yan Xiaobei, who was sitting high above the court. , Did not see Prince Cheng's husband, father and son both breathed a sigh of relief, after all, they still looked down on Yan Xiaobei, who was only thirteen years old.

Zhang Qing and Yan Xiaobei, who had a panoramic view of everything, were both calm, but they wanted to see when they were still arrogant and arrogant, "Your Excellency summoned us??"

"bump!"

Before the old man Kang could finish his words, the gavel slammed into the official case, not only the crowd and the Kang family, but even the soldiers in the hall couldn't help but tensed up. Xiao Bei said in a condensed voice, "Is it Kang Yongheng and Kang Buyuan in the hall?"

Kang Yongheng is the name of Mr. Kang. No one has called him that for many years. Most people respect him as the old man or the head of the Kang family.

"Yes!"

A thirteen-year-old hairy boy actually called him by his first name. Kang Yongheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he had to endure it.

"This official asks you, do you have a reputation?"

Without taking his ugly face to heart at all, Yan Xiaobei asked again.

I don't know which song he sang again. Kang Yongheng and his son looked at each other and shook their heads. The Kang family has been in business for generations, and there is no imperial examination in southern Xinjiang. Where did they get their fame?

"bump!"

"Since you have no fame, why did you come to the hall and not kneel when you saw this official? Did the two of you bully this official when you were young?"

The gavel rang again, and Yan Xiaobei shouted in serious anger. The Daqing Law expressly stipulates that, except for the officials themselves, the rest of the people, who do not have a reputation as a scholar or above, must kneel when they see an official. The Kang family and their sons have long been used to it. After reaching the top, they came to the hall and stood in a daze, without any intention of kneeling.

"you."

Kang Buyuan was instantly furious, but after opening his mouth, he didn't know how to refute it. It was indeed their negligence. They had never knelt before any Chief Secretary before, and Yan Xiaobei was only thirteen years old. ? Now that people are slapped in the face in a large audience, they can only bear it abruptly.