Chapter 2472 Let's do it (three more)
Ping'er nodded, "Yes, this servant will do it now!"

"Wait a minute." Zhou called Ping'er again.

"Don't be in a hurry to find the coachman, first find out if the master is at the mansion tonight? Whose yard is he resting in?" Zhou said.

Ping'er nodded, went out, and came in again after a while.

"I've inquired. The master left the mansion in the afternoon and hasn't come back yet. The manager said that the master had an explanation before he left and that he has a social meeting tonight."

That is, whether I will come back to sleep tonight or not is unknown.

"What kind of nonsense entertainment, it's more like sleeping in flowers and sleeping in willows outside." Zhou said.

He waved his hand, "I don't care about him, he sleeps wherever he likes, you hurry up and find that coachman for me, I will interrogate him face to face!"

"Yes!" Ping'er responded and left the room.

Soon, Ping'er brought the coachman to Zhou's house.

Mrs. Zhou was sitting at a small table in the inner room drinking tea, cross-legged, dressed in jewels and jewels, and her face was calm and majestic.

The coachman knelt down outside the broken jade curtain at the door of the inner room, and accepted Zhou's interrogation.

The servant girl, Ping'er, stood on one side with her hands down.

"Ma'am, I really don't know where the young mistress is going in the end. The young one just followed the master's order to take the young mistress outside the gate of Yuncheng, and then let the young mistress and maid down, and then left first. " said the coachman.

Mrs. Zhou directly poured the half-drunk hot tea over.

The broken jade curtain blocked part of the tea, but some of the tea still splashed on the driver's face and body.

"Dare to talk nonsense with my old lady? Talk about the eggs of your eighteenth generation ancestor!"

Zhou swears directly.

Then, she got up and opened the broken jade curtain, and slapped the driver in the face with a bewildered expression.

"Snapped!"

It was crisp and loud, and directly beat the coachman to the ground.

Mrs. Zhou pointed at the coachman's head and sternly said: "Eat my clothes, wear my clothes, use mine, and the only way to survive is to live near our Yang Mansion."

"Even the master is relying on my under-the-box turnaround business, relying on my natal family's connections to do business."

"You still dare to help him to deceive me? Are you itchy or tired?"

"Tell me quickly, where did the master tell you to send the young mistress?" Zhou Shi asked again.

The coachman covered his red and swollen face, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Madam, please forgive me, I really don't know..."

Mrs. Zhou snorted coldly, and stopped beating and scolding the coachman.

She turned around, walked back to the table and sat down, said: "Okay, I won't embarrass you anymore. Seeing that you have worked so hard to help the master, running around, I should reward you."

After saying this, Zhou's eyes fell on Ping'er who was on the side.

"Ping'er, if I remember correctly, what's the name of his daughter?"

"Red Sleeve." Ping'er reminded.

"Yes, yes, Hongxiu," Zhou said.

"If I remember correctly, then the girl seems to have reached the age of marriage?" Zhou asked again.

Ping'er thought for a while and said, "I'm 12 years old this year, a little younger..."

Zhou said: "Twelve years old is not too young, so you can feel at ease if you decide on the marriage first."

"Well, who should I give it to? By the way, the old Zhang in our house who pours Yexiang, did his wife die last month?" Zhou asked.

Ping'er nodded, "Yes, she died of dystocia when she gave birth to her sixth child. I heard that it was Lao Zhang who drank heavily and beat his wife again before she gave birth. One corpse, two lives..."

Mrs. Zhou clapped her palms together: "Okay, then Mrs. Ben is the one to decide. Give the red sleeves to Lao Zhang to fill in the house!"

Pinger: "..."

Over there, the coachman knelt on the ground and listened with his ears up. Hearing this, the coachman couldn't bear it anymore.

He knelt down to the curtain with a pale face, "Madam, please, please, your lord has a lot, please don't give my daughter to that old Zhang."

"He became a drunkard and killed two wives one after another."

"He is a few years older than me. My daughter is only 12 years old. If you promise him, there is really no way out!"

"Ma'am, I kowtow to you, I beg you to be merciful and spare my daughter!"

The coachman knocked his head on the ground with a bang, and in the blink of an eye, the skin on his forehead was scratched and blood flowed out.

Zhou Shi didn't even blink his eyes, and his expression didn't change at all.

"Why are you crying? Marry a man who is older than you and knows how to take care of your daughter, so you can rest assured." Zhou said.

"It's too late for me to thank you for being so loyal to the master. It should be rewarded." She said again.

This time, the coachman became even more anxious.

"Ma'am, it's the little one who made a mistake. The little one said it, and the little one said everything. I just ask Madam not to embarrass my daughter..."

……

In the backyard of the Yang Mansion, in that remote and inconspicuous courtyard, Yang Wenxuan and Mrs. Xie were lying on the bed, and Mrs. Xie was nestled in Yang Wenxuan's arms.

"Master, is what you said true? Is it really possible to put me in Licheng, and put our mother and son in a good place?" Mrs. Xie raised her head, looked at Yang Wenxuan's chin, and asked.

Yang Wenxuan lowered his head, raised his hand to gently pinch Xie's chin, and kissed her hard on the lips.

"Well, that's my plan. In this way, we can stay and fly together in Licheng."

"When the time comes, you will give me more and more sons, and I will give birth to you!" Yang Wenxuan said.

Xie looked yearning.

"If I could really get out of here, go to a place where no one knows us, and start over,"

"Then the children don't need to leave my body, that's really the best ending." Xie said.

Yang Wenxuan nodded: "Mrs. Zhou is jealous, I even suspect that I have been childless all these years, so I have something to do with her."

"Is that so?" Xie was surprised again.

Yang Wenxuan said 'hmm', "So many concubines, beautiful, young and healthy,"

"I ask the doctor to come back every year to take their pulse. They are all fine and they can give birth."

"However, for so many years, none of them had a family, and a pair of children were all born by the Zhou family. There is something wrong."

"Master," Mrs. Xie sat up.

"Since you have suspected it, why don't you stop it?" she asked.

Yang Wenxuan said: "I have been investigating secretly, but I have not found any definite evidence."

"Besides, the state has state laws, and the family has family rules. She is here to take care of this backyard. Due to family rules and etiquette, I can't forcefully interfere too much." He said.

"So," Yang Wenxuan looked down at Mrs. Xie in his arms.

"I must take good care of this child in your belly. Don't worry, I will take you to Licheng when the relatives in Changping Village recognize their ancestors this time." Yang Wenxuan said.

(End of this chapter)

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