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Chapter Eighteen(2/2)

Ever since he woke up, he hasn't stopped talking like this. The old servant has tried every method. He is not a woman who doesn't know how to coax children. Wang Shiliang is about to roll around when he looks at it. The old servant can't help it.

A splitting headache.

"Sir," he gritted his teeth and said, "If you continue to be disobedient like this, let Mrs. Cheng know that she will be angry."

Disobedient!

Lady Cheng!

angry!

Suddenly, in front of Wang Qishilang's eyes, a man fell down with an arrow piercing his throat. After the man fell, an arrow flew towards him...

"Oh mother..." He howled, covered his head with the quilt and shivered in the corner of the car.

The car became quiet, and the old servant breathed a sigh of relief, but then he sighed and frowned.

How can this be done….

If the husband is afraid of his wife, how can this marriage happen?

From sunset, a gust of wind swept through in the late October autumn, and the fallen leaves in the yard suddenly became a layer, leaving only the bare branches swaying.

A pair of wooden clogs stepped heavily on the fallen leaves, making a swishing sound.

"Madam, don't make trouble."

The servant girl in the yard saw it and said with a smile.

Chen Danniang picked up her skirt and ran towards the door.

Inside the house, Mr. Chen was drinking tea and talking with Chen Shao, with a red sandalwood backgammon game in front of him.

"...The matter has become such a big deal? The Taicang Road Transportation Department is too bold..." Old Mrs. Chen said.

Chen Shao nodded. Although he had been in court for a long time, there was still anger left in his face.

"It's not because the Gao family is backing them up and reaching out to the transportation department. They are so greedy and shameless!" He said, "Feng Lin really stayed at the inn with the coffin. According to the news, his left arm

I’m just afraid it won’t work.”

Old Mrs. Chen sighed.

"This idiot Feng is really unlucky," he said.

"But it should be said that he was lucky. He survived the disaster and captured the evidence." Chen Shao said, "If not, it would be called bad luck."

Old Mrs. Chen nodded and exhaled.

"Is it because passers-by drew their swords to help them when they saw injustice?" he asked again.

Chen Shao nodded.

"That day, because it was about to rain, there were many people at the inn. It could be said that the thieves on Taicang Road were unlucky this time. There was only one person in the inn and one person and one person working together." He said.

Old Mrs. Chen said nothing.

"...The emperor was furious. He has already ordered Yushitai to get the person, and also ordered the garrison on Taiqing Road to assist... Let's see how the Gao family can handle things this time... I'm afraid he won't dare to come forward... As long as he comes forward..." Chen Shao continued.

Old Mrs. Chen seemed to be a little absent-minded, reaching out to play with the chessboard.

It is said that passers-by put out the fire and shot and killed two Taicang Road officials who were trying to run away after setting the fire. People on Taicang Road would definitely not dare to run away boldly after doing bad things. They ran so covertly and in such chaotic circumstances.

It's really amazing to be able to kill with one accurate blow...

Passersby…

Passersby…

Old Mrs. Chen suddenly sat up straight, and Chen Shao who was talking was startled.
Chapter completed!
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