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The result of Meng Jiao's return home was self-evident. The poor millstone once again had to bear a weight that it could not bear.

This time, Hong's mother jumped up and grabbed the man by the millstone. The millstone weighing a hundred pounds was turned so hard that it creaked.

Fortunately, Meng Jiao was also very agile. She would slide and change direction. Every time she seemed to have barely avoided the attack, she actually made it so that Mother Hong could not see or touch her.

The mother and daughter were having a lot of fun testing each other, but Father Liu, who was sitting next to them, looked increasingly unhappy.

He was already tired from dealing with the matchmakers today, so he didn't bother to say anything nice. He just slammed the teacup onto the table.

"My wife, are you going to kill my little girl today?"

Upon hearing this, Mother Hong staggered and wanted to retort that her son wasn't hurt at all. However, when her eyes met the hurt look in Father Liu's eyes, she felt heartbroken and her heart ached instantly.

Forget it, forget it. Starting tomorrow, it will be her turn to follow that little bitch.

Poor girl, she didn't dare tell her husband that she had won several hundred taels of silver from the gambling house, for fear that he would get angry if he knew.

Meng Jiao finally got to the dinner table thanks to Liu's father, but Mu Ziqiu was not so lucky when he returned home.

As soon as he entered the mansion, the servant who was squatting in the corner ran to the main courtyard to report the news.

By the time he stepped into his own Wanxiang Garden, Mu Changhong had already followed him into the yard with a group of servants.

Before Mu Ziqiu took off the veil on her face, Mu Changhong's words of reprimand had already come out of his mouth.

"Rebellious son, but you threatened to withhold your little father's monthly salary? You just want this family to be in chaos every day, right?"

Hearing this, a trace of sadness flashed across Mu Ziqiu's face, and then a strong mockery rose in his eyes.

What was he expecting? He actually imagined that she came to care about him because he came home late.

"Oh, so what? He is a young servant who just got married and dared to make up stories about the husband behind his back.

As the eldest son of the queen, if it happens again, I will sell him out of the house!"

"You! You are so rebellious! Don't think I can't deal with you just because you can manage a few shops! I will beat you to death today!"

As he spoke, Mu Changhong raised his hand and slapped Mu Ziqiu in the face.

Mu Ziqiu had never thought that she would actually attack him today. He didn't come to his senses until Xiao Si stood in front of him and took the slap.

After realizing what was happening, he hurriedly pulled Xiao Si behind him and raised his hand to hold her hand that was waving down again.

"Mother, please think carefully. If this slap really falls today, I will make the entire Mu Mansion starve to death tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Mu Changhong froze for a moment, and then she thought of what her second husband had said about helping her connect with that adult.

After thinking about it again and again, it’s only next month’s matter, so I’ll just have to bear with it for now.

Who said that even though she didn't like him, there was really no one in the whole house with a more enchanting appearance than this rebellious son.

However, even though he had already thought of a plan, Mu Changhong was still unwilling to be humiliated in front of his servants.

So he exerted force with his hands and threw Mu Ziqiu to the ground.

"Humph, you think you can stop me? I just don't want to hit you because you are my child.

"Your father has martial arts skills, what about you? You only learned some fancy moves from him, and you dare to stop me!"

"Shut up, you are not worthy to mention my father, get out! Get out of my yard!"

There was a light red under the corners of Mu Ziqiu's eyes, hiding his ferocity. He bared his teeth and growled at her like a little lion that would suddenly bite someone at any time.

Mu Changhong was furious. She hated to see him dying when his father was mentioned.

Every woman has three husbands and four mistresses. Who says that once a promise is made, it must be kept?

What's more, she didn't give him anything he wanted, just a few more servants, and she didn't even take a concubine.

It was he who insisted on seeking death. He is a man of the world. Couldn't he be more magnanimous like other men?

Thinking of this, she raised her hands angrily, but then she swung her sleeves in anger when she thought of her plans for next month.

"Humph, since I am willing to come to your shabby yard, I will let you go today.

But don't forget, your household registration is still in my hands, so pay the money back! Otherwise, you know the consequences!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. A group of people marched out of the yard in a mighty manner, slamming the gate shut as they left.

Mu Ziqiu persisted until the courtyard door was closed, then he leaned on Xiao Si's shoulder and let him help him back to the house.

His face turned pale as he walked. When he lifted the sleeve at his wrist, he saw a clear handprint, which showed how cruel his mother was.

Today she changed her usual attitude of trying to smooth things over. It seemed that the matter she investigated earlier had some clues.

Unfortunately, for the sake of his father's reputation, he did not go to renew his household registration until six months after he was born.

Therefore, even though he is already an adult, he still needs two months to get registered before he can get married.

This is why he went to Meng Jiao, because she was notorious and could be manipulated by money.

After seeing Meng Jiao's reckless look when she was fighting in the alley that day, he knew that if they acted according to the plan and succeeded, his self-righteous mother would definitely not bother to have anything to do with them anymore.

Only then will he be truly free.

The next morning, Meng Jiao ran out of the house while Hong's mother was still practicing martial arts.

Today is the day for registration for the martial arts competition, so she needs to go early and submit the letter of recommendation she wrote yesterday.

In this world, due to the scarcity of women, their treatment can be described as generous.

Even if he is a bad person who likes to eat, drink, gamble and have sex, as long as he has not really killed anyone or has a history of hurting other women,

Everyone has the opportunity to turn over a new leaf and start a new life.

Of course, this only applies to some businesses that require corresponding risks, such as the so-called martial arts competition selection.

If you can get someone to recommend you, you can participate in the competition after paying five taels of silver.

The prerequisite is that you have to sign a life and death agreement. Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the hands of God. It all depends on whether you are willing to give it up.

As soon as Meng Jiao left the alley, Zhao Chunhua, who had been waiting outside the alley since early morning, came to greet her with her sleeves rolled up.

Yesterday evening, she was squatting in the alley preparing to report the news, but unexpectedly she saw Hong Biaotou returning home with a group of people.

Everyone in the city knew that he was the one who could move a 300-jin giant chariot in the martial arts competition. She was so scared that she turned around quickly.

So I have to stay here early in the morning. Fortunately, Meng Jiao came out quite early today.

"Boss, why are you out so early today?"

Meng Jiao was stunned when she heard the voice and pointed at her face in confusion.

"you call me?"

Zhao Chunhua was worried. Maybe she looked down on them.

That's true. Now they have money and brains.

"Then...Meng Lao Er?"

Meng Jiao raised her eyes and glared, clearly writing the words "Bold!"

"Come on, come on, just tell me what's going on."

Zhao Chunhua scratched the back of her head innocently, and knew that she was not really angry.

"Well, Boss, I listened to you and waited until Song Rentou returned home, but before we could go in yesterday, we found that Xia Deman had gone to report before us.

Moreover, we all had to inform each other before entering, but that skinny guy was able to walk in directly.

I didn't think it was right, so I didn't dare to act rashly. I thought I'd come back and ask you first."

Meng Jiao didn't expect her to be so meticulous, but her real plan was more ambitious than they thought.

She really didn't intend to waste too much time on a small prefect. She could just kill that kind of scum when the time came.

"Alright, I just need to make sure she returns home, you don't have to worry about the rest."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked away. After taking two steps, she turned around and threw a bag of silver to Zhao Chunhua, who was standing there in a daze.

"Use this money to buy some wine, and don't go back to the gambling house for now."