Lady she is beautiful

Chapter 372
Taozhi came in the afternoon.

With yesterday's peach and Xie Yunshu's letter.

When Wanniang read the letter, her brows gradually frowned.

"Not from the Xie family?"

But Zhang Ada is obviously suspected of taking money from others to deliberately frame him.

Taozhi whispered: "My lady has used the deepest nail, and the news is reliable. Miss Tomorrow will go to the magistrate's wife. If someone instigates this matter, my lady will definitely help to make peace."

"A reconciliation?" Wan Niang squinted her eyes, and after a moment of thought, wrote a reply.

After Taozhi left, Wanniang's face slowly darkened.

If it wasn't the Xie family, who would it be?

Peer?

Knowing that they have customers like the Xie Mansion, how dare they blatantly order people to do such a thing?
It should not be them.

Who else did they offend?

Until Wu Erlang and Hua Han came back, Wanniang was still meditating in the attic.

Hua Langzhong asked them if they had gained something, and Wu Erlang nodded angrily.

"At the end of Zhang Adada's time, he went to see a man in the Temple of the City God. The man gave him a bag of silver and left. The eldest brother stared at Zhang Ada, and I stared at the man. I saw him go to a house in the east of the city. I only found out after asking about it. It is the residence of a Tongzhi Zou."

"Tongzhi Zou?"

Who is that?
Hua Lang was puzzled.

Aunt Zhou suddenly slapped the table, "The one who bumped into Wanniang two days ago and hurt Wanniang was the daughter of a fellow acquaintance. Could it be that she wanted to kill us?"

Wu Erlang had a sullen face, obviously trying to control his anger, Hua Han said quickly, "We guess it's that little girl, there is no such a coincidence in this world, just after bullying my mother and sister, someone came to frame me and blackmail me. There is still a relationship between them." Money transactions, you can’t go wrong, it must be her.”

Wu Erlang analyzed it with him on the way.

It wasn't long before their family came to Ningzhou City. Apart from offending someone from Xie's family, they had never had any quarrels with others.

Except for the fact that the two of them were bullied when they went to the embroidery workshop two days ago.

They are the one being bullied, and the other party is still chasing after them, spending Zhou Zhang to design revenge.

Do you have any grudges or grievances and want to destroy them like this?
Simply deceiving!
The more Wu Erlang thought about it, the angrier he became, and he punched the bench he was sitting on, "It's so vicious to take revenge on people's lives, such women are really hateful!"

Wan Niang stood at the stairs in the attic, and saw the legs of the bench tilted and made a clicking sound.

The stool lost its balance, and Wu Erlang, who was originally sitting on Dama Jindao, stood up immediately.

The stool wasn't falling apart, but it was broken.

Hua Han looked at the bench broken by Wu Erlang's punch, and clicked twice: "It's really you!"

He also said that he is irritable, look at Wu Erlang, if he is not angry, he will break an inch-thick wooden board.

He broke the stool he was sitting on, and Wu Erlang, who was full of resentment, was interrupted, only to find Wanniang standing aside and looking at him.

Immediately a little embarrassed.

Except for killing bandits, he has never been so violent in front of her. Does she think he is also a person who can't control his temper?
Today, after Hua Han told him that he was also enlightened, Wu Erlang realized how shameless Wanniang would be if she couldn't bear the impulsive person.

That is to say, Hua Han was very happy when he was criticized so badly.

But he couldn't be happy, he was taught last night, and made another mistake today, Wu Erlang looked at Wan Niang helplessly, "I... didn't expect to break the stool..."

Wan Niang came over, took his hand and looked at it, except for some redness, there was no external injury, and the frowning brows were slightly relaxed.

She said lightly: "The gains outweigh the losses."

Hitting the stool to vent anger hurts me, and ruining a good stool is not worth the candle.

Silly!
(End of this chapter)