In the main courtyard, there is a lot of wine, the sound of silk and bamboo, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas on a summer night, it looks like a picture of a happy family banquet.

The chopsticks in his hand were unconsciously turning over a plate of dark fried vegetables. He Xiaoman suddenly put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"Lady..."

The girl standing on the side looked at He Xiaoman and hesitated to speak, but her body was honest and blocked in front of her.

He Xiaoman tilted his head and looked at her without saying a word, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

"You...you don't want...there are Master Yuan's colleagues in the main courtyard, you..."

Look, even the maids at home have learned this kind of undisclosed contempt.

Ever since Sang Lu, the most powerful girl around Wang Zhaodi, was married to someone else, the people around her, whether they were sick or sick, gradually changed into new faces. In this subtle paralysis, Wang Zhaodi completely lost control of the family.

"Are any of my colleagues in trouble? I'm not going to the main courtyard either. I'm just going to see the eldest young master."

"Then don't you still have to go see the prefect?" The girl Xingye stamped her feet: "Madam, you said that you are a merchant, so don't think too much..."

With a "bang" sound, Xingye was kicked from the side hall door to the outside by a leg in her skirt. She staggered back two steps and tripped the flower stand. The asparagus on top of it was smashed down along with the flower pot, head and face.

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"My Lord, when will it be your turn? What happened to the merchants? Everything you eat and drink is earned by merchants. If you don't like it, get out and earn money from noble people!"

The old arms and legs have not been used for many years, like an old machine that has become rusty. The intensity and distance of the kicks are far from what he expected. He Xiaoman was not satisfied and secretly moved his legs hidden in the skirt.

He almost hurt himself when he kicked him, and his muscles and bones ached faintly. It would be too embarrassing if he fell or broke his bones after kicking someone.

The flowerpot hit Xingye's face, and blood slowly flowed out from between her fingers covering her nose.

"Madam, what's wrong with the girl? The girl is also a human being, and I didn't make any mistakes. Why do you beat her?"

There is also a girl and a rough lady in the other courtyard. According to the scumbag man, this is already over the limit.

There were about ten maids and women in Hu Mei's main courtyard. Jing Heng plausibly said that firstly, Hu Mei was not a merchant, and secondly, Hu Mei's nephew was a court official, so he must be different from her as a merchant.

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How similar is the tone to Xingye?

While eating and drinking from you, I still despise and despise you.

The other girl, named Taoye, was rushing over in a hurry, supporting Mrs. Su.

"Oh, my eldest lady, what's wrong with you? Didn't we say it well before? You try not to go into the main courtyard to avoid any suspicion. If you need anything, just ask us to do it. How can this be done well?

Why are you beating people up? This...it's not nice to hear this spread. After all, we have a government official in our family, so we need to pay attention to our identity."

He Xiaoman raised his eyelids and took a look. It was Mrs. Su who was careless in "managing" Huo Zhu and caused the fire in the other courtyard, but only the host was burned to death.

"What does it mean to beat someone for being nice? Do you think Changgui will go out in the car and not beat the animals one day? If they don't obey, they will be beaten."

"But you also said that Changgui is hunting animals, Xingye is a big live person!"

He Xiaoman sneered: "I wanted to ride in a carriage, so I bought horses and mules, and I would beat them if they disobeyed me; I wanted someone to serve me, so I paid to hire servants, and I would beat them if they disobeyed me. Is there any difference?"

Which clause in your sale deed stipulates that the master is not allowed to beat or scold his servants?"

Mrs. Su secretly glanced at Wang Zhaodi. She was clearly the same person as before, but she didn't look like that person at all.

He Xiaoman noticed Mrs. Su's sly eyes, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and said every word: "Including you."

Different dynasties have different rules, but in most feudal societies, slaves have no human rights and can be given away, bought, sold, married, beaten and scolded at will, including sleeping with a pretty girl the master likes.

Reasonable.

Even in some dynasties, it was enough to report to the government and pay a certain amount of gold and silver.

Granny Su's face suddenly turned ugly, and she muttered without daring to say anything more.

On the other hand, Xingye, whose face was covered with blood, screamed with a risk-taking look: "Who do you think you are? Madam Hu is the head of this house. It's your turn to shout and kill?"

He Xiaoman didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, and kicked the unruly girl out of the house again.

Xing Ye's "poof" mouthful of blood was spraying on a person's foot.

He Xiaoman looked up and saw that it was the protagonist of today's banquet, the aunt who was about to be honored as Madam, Hu Mei.

Hu Mei is six years older than Wang Zhaodi.

She wore a pleated skirt with white top and dark green bottom, a pure white top, and the bottom skirt was intricately embroidered with large passionflower flowers with gold thread. The very short top made her slender and graceful figure.

, coupled with the camel-colored floral shawl, even if his head is not full of pearls, he still looks fair-skinned, beautiful, graceful and luxurious.

On the other hand, looking at the host who is dressed in commoner clothes, it seems that Wang Zhaodi is six years older than Hu Mei.

Hu Mei probably thought so too. Although she tried her best to put on a pleasant expression on her face, she was still arrogant and aloof in her bones.

He Xiaoman snorted in his heart, "Look, this is what I'm used to, eating and drinking from me, and yet you dare to look down on me."

"What's wrong with my sister? She's so angry?"

He Xiaoman looked at Hu Mei with a half-smile but not a smile. Ever since the woman appeared, Xingye cried even louder, and Taoye and Mrs. Su obviously felt dependent on her.

The Son of God is here, why don't we just air our grievances and show our loyalty?

He Xiaoman stepped on Xingye's hand, which was about to get up, and deliberately crushed it: "Come on, tell Sister Hu carefully, how did you get beaten? Whenever there is a lie that is not true,

, you don’t want this claw anymore.”

Xingye didn't expect that Mrs. Mei was here, and that the evil woman Wang Zhaodi would dare to be so arrogant, but her hands were now under her feet, and as the bitch crushed her, she could already hear a slight "crack" from her joints.

There was a crisp sound. If her hand was really trampled to pieces, her life would be over.

I was shocked and angry, but I didn't dare to speak too biasedly, so I cried and told the whole story.

The elegant and decent smile on Hu Mei's face suddenly froze.

This stupid bastard will really have no choice but to be a bastard at the mercy of others for the rest of her life.

In today's battle, she did have the intention to suppress Wang Zhaodi deliberately, but Xingye also went too far. The clay figurine still has a certain earthy nature. What she wants is to let Wang Zhaodi fully understand his status little by little.

She honestly guarded her consumptive son and kept herself in peace.

As a result, Xingye added fuel to the fire when Wang Zhaodi was furious.

Why!
Chapter completed!