"Click..."

"Snapped……"

After Zhang Han returned to his residence from the palace, there was a sound of banging things coming from Zhang's residence.

In addition, there are also bursts of groaning!

But the servants and maids outside the door were still doing whatever they were supposed to do, and not only did no one ask, but no one stepped forward to stop them!

Because everyone has become accustomed to it!

Regardless of Zhang Han's physical appearance, he was once a military general, and he had killed enemies in battle and licked blood from his knife edge!

But there is a fatal weakness, that is, he is afraid of his wife!

It’s a long story, but it’s deeply ingrained and can’t be changed!

His wife is thicker than a vat, not as tall as a vat, has only a butt but no waist. If she collapses, you won’t know where to hold her!

His tutoring is usually very strict, and all the ministers who are familiar with him know this!

Not long after Zhang Han returned home, this kind of voice spread throughout the house!

"Your Highness, how is it? Let me tell you, this old guy will definitely be questioned by his wife after he returns home!"

There is only one street between Zhang's Mansion and Xiao Zhengtai's Villa. Standing on the street, you can hear the movement inside the Mansion.

I could hear everything about throwing plates and bowls.

"Isn't it right? Zhang Shangshu usually seems to be quite shrewd, but why is he so afraid of his henpecks?"

When the young lady heard the movement inside, she couldn't help but pursed her lips.

After being tricked, Zhang Han took the lead in leaving the palace, saying he wanted to go home and get the money!

Then Wang Bi and others encouraged the young lady to come to the show, saying that if an expense of 10,000 gold suddenly appeared, she would definitely be questioned by the tigress at home!

At first, the young lady didn't believe it. A dignified minister with a rich family couldn't even make the decision for ten thousand gold.

Now it seems that it is true!

"If my guess is correct, Mrs. Zhang should be asking about the whereabouts of this ten thousand gold at this time!"

Listening to the movement inside, Wang Ben guessed.

"How about... how about we go help Zhang Shangshu?"

Xiao Zhengtai rolled his eyes and had an idea.

"Oh? How can I help?"

Wang Bi, Kang Anping and others raised their eyebrows suspiciously.

Xiao Zhengtai waved her hand and asked a few people to come closer. After muttering, everyone laughed maliciously!

…

"I'm telling you, Zhang Han, it's best to tell me honestly and clearly. What on earth are you going to do with these ten thousand gold?"

In the main hall of Zhang's Mansion, the doors and windows were closed, and Mrs. Zhang's powerful voice came out through the wall, making people shudder.

"Oh! Madam, haven't I told you everything already? I'm buying a porcelain cup!"

Zhang Han had a grimace on his face, and his facial features were all tangled together. He tried to say whatever he wanted, but the tigress in front of him just didn't believe it.

"Don't give me this set, just this broken cup. You said you bought it for 10,000 gold. Are you lying...?"

Mrs. Zhang stood at the table, pointed at the small wine glass that was a little bigger than her thumb, and cursed, "This cup, let alone porcelain, even if it is jade or gold, it is not worth ten thousand gold! I want it."

Why can’t you come up with a better excuse to fool me?”

After saying that, he pinched Zhang Han's ear, and he grimaced in pain.

"Ouch...! Madam, madam, what I say is true. You must believe me. Da Qin's gold, silver and jade are not rare. What is rare is this fine porcelain. It is as smooth as a girl's skin. In addition,

superior……!"

"Okay, you old Zhangtou, can you tell me what you said to me again?"

It would be better not to explain. This explanation made Mrs. Zhang grit her teeth and wished she could tear it apart right now.

"It's like a girl's skin? When did you touch a girl's skin? Which girl's skin comes from it? Tell me clearly!"

Madam Zhang pressed forward step by step, and Zhang Han could only retreat continuously, fearing that the fierce woman would suddenly take out a steel knife and chop him into pieces.

Frightened, he quickly explained, hoping to stabilize his wife's mood, "Madam, madam, that was just a metaphor. Do you understand the metaphor?"

"Okay! You old guy, now you dislike me for not having read a book, right? I'm telling you, I don't understand what a metaphor is. You must have touched some girl's skin, otherwise how could you

Can you say this?"

"Madam, I was just describing the exquisiteness of this porcelain, and the most valuable thing is the pattern on it, which was painted by His Highness the Crown Prince himself! Think about it, who is His Highness the Crown Prince? That is the future emperor! Painted by the Emperor himself,

Think about how much it’s worth?”

"Is it really painted by His Royal Highness himself?"

Mrs. Zhang picked up the small cup on the table again, observed it carefully, and asked suspiciously.

"Of course, how dare I lie to you, Madam! It was indeed painted by His Highness the Crown Prince, and the money will also be sent to the palace for His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhang Han breathed a long sigh of relief and finally explained everything clearly. He almost lost his life.

"If it was painted by His Royal Highness himself, this cup might be worth some money...!"

"I mean Lao Zhang... Lao Zhang? You said you would come back to withdraw money, why haven't you gone back yet? Everyone at Zuixiang Building is waiting impatiently!"

However, just as Mrs. Zhang's anger subsided a little, Wang Ben's rough voice came from outside the door.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang's expression immediately changed, and Zhang Han's heart skipped a beat.

"That's right, Lao Zhang, you ordered the dozen or so girls over there. When it's time to pay, why are they still gone?"

"But you, an old guy, are pretending to be generous. You want to invite some of our brothers to drink wine. You have just ordered a girl and want to pay for it, but you, an old guy, run away. What's the big deal?"

"Hurry up and take out the money, otherwise what will happen to the dozen girls over there?"

…

Meng Yi, Kang Anping and others were making noisy noises in the yard, and their voices got closer and closer.

Mrs. Zhang listened quietly, her face getting darker and darker, and finally she was so gloomy that she could shed water.

Zhang Han, with his face covered in cold sweat, stood up to argue with a few people, but was frightened back by Mrs. Zhang's look!

"Squeak..."

The door was opened by Mrs. Zhang from the inside.

"Hey! Lao Zhang, so you are here. It's really easy for us to find you!"

"That's it. If you don't go, what will happen to the Bureau over at Zuixiang Tower? The girls are still waiting!"

"Don't tell me, Lao Zhang, you have really good taste. Those girls are all fifteen or sixteen years old, and their skin is so tender...!"

Several people walked in while talking, their eyes falling directly on Zhang Han.

Zhang Han covered his face with a wide sleeved robe to try not to show any scars!

That’s weird!

Usually Madam would only hit her body a few times to vent her anger, but today she actually used her hands on her face.

Unbiased, these guys actually paid a visit.

Otherwise, I'll take a sick leave tomorrow and wait until the scars on my face heal before going to court in the morning.

God is unaware of it!
Chapter completed!