The Yang family is located in the south of the city, with the entire street, and two large yards that have entered three times in succession are his houses.

When I entered the Yang family, I saw a woman running out hurriedly and asked, "Sister, what's the situation? Have you found someone?"

Looking closely, this woman looks a bit similar to the eldest lady of the Yang family.

"I found it, by the way, General Zhou is here. Sister, go and invite my brother-in-law to come out to greet him." The eldest lady of the Yang family said this, and the woman turned around and looked surprised.

“This is nature.”

After the words were finished, the man left and he still saluted Zhou Mingxuan from afar.

Ning Mo felt the importance of this identity and status here again. It was clear that these two ladies were one generation older than Zhou Mingxuan in terms of age, but they still had to pay tribute to them.

"Who is this?" Zhou Mingxuan asked, Ning Mo was stunned. How did she know?

"If you want to go back to the young master, this person is the elder sister of the eldest wife of the Yang family. The eldest wife of the Yang family was born in the Wang family of the Emperor Shang Dynasty. The Wang family has two daughters, one of whom became the eldest wife of the Yang family, and the other one is the wife of the prefect of Wucheng.

The prefect of this Wucheng is Du Youde. He arrived in Wucheng ten years ago. This Mrs. Wang should be his second wife."

Fuzi gave a brief introduction, and Zhou Mingxuan nodded.

Ning Mo understood why Zhou Mingxuan followed Fuzi at any time. Fuzi was simply a small encyclopedia. If you want to know anything, just ask.

"It seems that the Yang family is good to him as a prefect in one place for ten consecutive years."

Zhou Mingxuan analyzed this, and the servant couldn't help but complain. The young master's mouth was really poisonous. It seemed that the young master disliked this prefect Du.

The prefect Du was in trouble. The person who was disliked by their young masters generally did not end up being too good.

Fuzi thought so, a slightly fat man ran out, wearing ordinary silk clothes, and couldn't tell anything special, but he didn't expect that he was a prefect.

Ning Mo thought about her cheap father. Although he was not very good, he was also very romantic. He was nearly forty years old, but he looked less than thirty years old. He came from a poor family and was strongly supported by the Yue family.

This is a typical representative of soft rice and hard food.

On the contrary, this prefect Du may have become the son-in-law of the Wang family by virtue of his strength, and his image is too bad.

"General, I don't know if the general is coming, he will be in a bad mood. Please forgive me." The person who spoke was not the governor Du. Although he has a high status, this is the Yang family after all.

"This is the third master of the Yang family, who is responsible for the common affairs of the mansion." Fuzi reminded, and Ning Mo's mouth twitched.

The so-called whisper reminder is just this posture, and Fuzi's voice is not small at all. He can hear it very clearly, and the Yang family opposite is the same.

Look, this clearly means not giving Yang family face, but it makes you unable to find fault.

"No need for so many politeness. I came here without invitation. I don't blame you for not serving guests." Zhou Mingxuan said this, without moving his steps.

Everyone:...Why don't you blame me?!

The third master of the Yang family glanced at his sister-in-law, hoping that the eldest wife would give him a hint, who offended General Zhou's family?

The eldest lady of the Yang family felt bitter, but she didn't say anything. For the sake of her son, she didn't care about anything else.

Prefect Du felt distressed, but he had to come out to take on the cannon fodder. After all, Zhou Mingxuan would not be unable to see someone as big as him standing here.

"General, why not invite me inside?" asked the prefect Du.

Zhou Mingxuan looked at him and did not mention the broken things he saw today.

Whether the yamen runners in Wucheng are slow to act and what the security in Wucheng is, this is not a question he should be concerned about, and he will not ask about it. If Wucheng is good or bad, it is the responsibility of the prefect Du.

Everyone has their own duties and clear rewards and punishments. This has always been Zhou Mingxuan's proposal. If everyone is in power, then where is the order of the court?

So he would not take advantage of the issue, nor would he remind him of sarcasm. He just simply looked down on this prefect Du.

"Let's go." Zhou Mingxuan took the lead and Ning Mo quickly followed him. Jin Datou was about to leave, so she had to follow him tightly.

Zhou Mingxuan has a noble status, which allows him to despise many people. But he is not ignorant of the world, but many people do not need or deserve his care and make friends with each other carefully.

So many times, Zhou Mingxuan is indeed arrogant when walking outside, and he is so arrogant that he makes people feel tooth-pained.

Just like now, he went directly to the hall of the main house of Zhou's family, but did not walk inside, but looked at the eldest lady of the Yang family and said, "I am here to visit the patient, why don't I see the patient?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the eldest lady. It turned out that this evil star was caused by the eldest lady, but they didn't know what the purpose was.

"This, the general is in good intentions. It shouldn't have speculated that my nephew is now seriously ill. I'm afraid the general is over."

The third master of the Yang family said with a thorn in mind, and Zhou Mingxuan looked at him and said, "I am quite strong, don't worry."

This is what it means to see. The eldest lady of the Yang family couldn't stop him, so she took the person over and asked them to see him so that they wouldn't feel at ease.

When I walked into the yard, I saw that various rituals had surrounded the entire yard, with runes and yellow paper sticking on the wall, which was very conspicuous.

Seeing such a scene, everyone can understand that this is clearly a ritual.

This way, can people be cured? Ning Mo thinks it is unreliable, and she doesn't think it will cause any damage to Apricot blossoms.

But after all, this matter depends on Xinghua's own decision, and she can't say anything.

As soon as he walked into the house, Ning Mo felt a heat coming to his face. It turned out that not only the doors and windows were closed, but several charcoal basins were also lit.

Such temperature made Ning Mo sweat instantly.

She frowned slightly. No matter what disease it was, it seemed that this temperature was not very good for people.

Following the eldest lady of the Yang family to the bedroom, Ning Mo did not have the awareness that the ancient ladies should not have entered the man's bedroom. She just followed her in like this.

Everyone doesn’t know the relationship between Ning Mo and Zhou Mingxuan. Since Zhou Mingxuan did not stop him, they dare not stop him. After all, Zhou Mingxuan’s aura is too strong, making people dare not provoke him at will.

When Ning Mo saw the eldest son of the Yang family, Yang Maoxiu, he felt that this person was so thin.

He was lying there, and if his chest was still slightly undulating, Ning Mo even felt that the man was dead. The situation of the eldest son of the Yang family was indeed not optimistic.

Ning Mo looked carefully and found that his appearance was excellent, but he was too thin, which made people feel a little sad. In short, he was all thin and looked thin.

The eldest lady of the Yang family burst into tears. This is her most proud son. Now that she is like this, how can she not feel pain?

"General, you have also seen it. I really don't hurt others, just for my Xiu'er to survive."

The eldest lady of the Yang family said this, but Zhou Mingxuan's face was not moved. He saw too many joys and sorrows, which was not enough to impress him.

However, the situation of this eldest son of the Yang family was indeed not very good. He could be sure of this. His face was as pale as a piece of paper, and there was not much blood.

"What do you think?" Zhou Mingxuan asked Ning Mo.

"Me? This matter depends on Xinghua's own choice." Ning Mo replied.
Chapter completed!