Mrs. Rebirth

After Zuo Shaoyan left, he went directly to the study. His study was more organized than Mr. Zuo’s. There were three large floor-to-ceiling bookcases. Most of the books in it had been read, but he was very confused. What’s the use of reading all day long? Woolen cloth?

Do you want to learn from his father, who is still a Confucian scholar with nothing to do in middle age, who spends his days with so-called literati and inkmen, playing with prostitutes and enjoying all the romance?Since he has to live like this all his life, why should he study?Why practice calligraphy?Why take an exam?

The Zuo family's ancestral property is rich, and there are many fertile land and prosperous shops. Within three generations, there is no need to worry about food and clothing. Then why is he studying?

"Bang!" Zuo Shaoyan brushed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk to the ground, and kicked down the glazed amphora closest to him.

"Master, what's the matter?" A slender maid pushed the door and came in. It was the Zizhu Zuo Shaoqing had seen, and she exclaimed in fright: "Master, you can't vent your anger with a vase even if you are upset. The madam has worked so hard to find it."

Originally, Mrs. Xue intended to give this maid to the eldest son as a housekeeper, but Zuo Shaoyan didn't immediately take over the house because of his wife's face, and just put her in the study to be a first-class maid.

Mrs. Xue looked down on the eldest daughter-in-law of the magistrate's daughter at all, but Zuo Shaoyan still wanted to use his wife's face to seek an official position as the chief bookkeeper in the Yamen.

Only such a ninth-rank official would not be noticed by the court, but how could he be willing to nest in this small place for the rest of his life as a small master book?

Furious, Zuo Shaoyan grabbed Zizhu's arm, pressed her against the desk, and roughly tore her clothes.

"Master..." Zi Zhu was overjoyed, and pushed her hands slightly on Zuo Shaoyan's chest, with a beautiful attitude of refusal and welcome, and obscene groans sounded in the study soon.

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Under the night, a hurried figure stumbled towards the backyard. Judging from her figure, she was a woman. She turned her head every three steps, with a nervous expression, and finally chose the most secluded path in a panic.

Zuo Shaoqing finished drinking the half-gu chicken soup, touched his warm stomach, sighed contentedly, and then listened to Luo Xiaoliu's nagging complaints: "When my grandfather was injured before, Mama Liu often went to the kitchen to beg for mercy, let me The kitchen stewed some tonic soup for you, but they ignored us, and now the uncle just said a word, and just made up such a chicken soup, it’s really..."

Zuo Shaoqing knew what he wanted to say, but it was nothing more than different fates. "In the eyes of the servants of the Zuo family, the entire Zuo family will belong to the eldest brother in the future. Do they dare to offend him? Didn't you do the same at the beginning?" Otherwise, how could it be? Became a pawn Xue put in front of his eyes?

Ai Aidi emphasized in the sixth period of Luo Xiao: "Master, the slave is forced!"

"Okay, stop nagging, help me pack up the remaining half-gu chicken soup." Zuo Shaoqing got up and put on a thick cloak, with gray rabbit fur around the collar, covering his entire chin.

Luo Xiaoliu felt sour, this third master is really not easy, he has to eat his own leftovers to raise an outside room, and the one outside is not easy, whoever is not good to be close to is the third master Zuo.

Zuo Shaoqing ignored the matter of letting Young Master Lu drink his saliva, but thought to himself, if he failed to prepare roasted chicken today, bringing him half a stewed chicken would not be considered a violation of his order, would it?

Going out against the night wind, Zuo Shaoqing still chose the most secluded path to leave the house, and stopped suddenly when he walked around the lotus pond in the backyard, "Who's there?"

A black shadow ran away into the distance, Zuo Shaoqing rushed forward to stop him, if someone knew that the third master of the Zuo family was not only not injured but slipped out in the middle of the night, maybe even Zuo Yunwen would not protect him.

"Ah... um..." Zuo Shaoqing covered his mouth as soon as Hei Ying let out a short scream.

"Zizhu?" Zuo Shaoqing thought it was some ignorant little girl, but unexpectedly ran into an old enemy here. This girl had insulted him a lot back then, and she was a dog beside Xue Shi.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" The body was so close that Zuo Shaoqing could clearly smell the strong musky scent of Zizhu's body. Not neat.

"Woooo..."

"I can let you go, but you have to promise not to yell."

"Woooo..." Zizhu nodded.

Zuo Shaoqing walked around in front of her, carefully sizing up Zizhu's abnormal condition. Even if the other party lowered his head, he could clearly see the wounds on her face and pinch marks on her neck. Judging from her trembling body, the wounds on her body should be heavier.

Zuo Shaoqing narrowed his eyes, he didn't expect that his good brother would have such a hobby, hehe... Isn't this the trick to send him to the door?

Zizhu quickly calmed down, and looked up at Zuo Shaoqing, "Isn't the third master injured? Why did he come here in the middle of the night? If I tell my wife, the third master may not get well!"

"Oh? How are you going to tell her?" Zuo Shaoqing stretched out his hand to lift her chin, admiring half of her red and swollen face, "Tell her that you have been abused? Tell her that Uncle Zuo has unusual hobbies?"

A trace of panic flashed in Zizhu's eyes, and he forced himself to say calmly: "If madam knows that the third master deliberately framed the second master, the third master will end up in a worse situation!"

"so what?"

"Tonight, the third master will pretend he didn't see his servant."

Zuo Shaoqing let go of his hand slowly, with the corners of his mouth raised, with a sincere expression, "Yeah, I really haven't seen you tonight." After speaking, he quickly tapped Zizhusong's acupoints when he opened his mouth, and then lifted him up. to the lake.

"Tell me, what will happen if everyone finds your dead body in the lake tomorrow? The scene will definitely be a sensation. By then...hehe, the entire Zuo Mansion and even the entire Youxi Town will know about the special hobbies of the Zuo family. If I don't grasp the good opportunity, will I still be worthy of my new life?"

Zizhu's pupils constricted, she couldn't believe that the vicious young man in front of her was the cowardly third master she knew, her lips trembled, and she wanted to ask for help but found that she couldn't make a sound.

No...she doesn't want to die yet!

Zuo Shaoqing stretched out his hand and pushed gently, and then heard a "plop".

"A young man dares to challenge the master!" Zuo Shaoqing patted his sleeves, picked up the soup pot on the ground and walked out of the mansion, with a calm expression as if it was not a person but a stone that was pushed into the lake just now.

In fact, even Zuo Shaoqing himself was shocked. At the moment when he pushed the person down, he didn't hesitate at all. In his eyes, human life could no longer cause any waves.

When they came to the mountain, Zuo Shaoqing poured out the still warm chicken soup and handed it to Lu Zheng who was awake, "Wan Sheng asked the doctor about the injury on Xiongtai's body. Spicy and hot things are not suitable for eating. This chicken soup is just right for you. Try it."

Lu Zheng drank the soup in a few sips without saying a word, and ate up the chicken. Zuo Shaoqing knew that the half chicken could only be used as an appetizer, so he consciously took out the pancakes that Mama Liu had made.

The biscuits are big and have a lot of weight. Zuo Shaoqing can eat at most two in one meal, but judging by Lu Zheng's appearance, these five biscuits can probably fit into his stomach all at once.

This is too tasty!Is this the case for all martial arts practitioners?No, he, Zuo Shaoqing, can be regarded as half a warrior, the only difference is that the former is a world-famous god of war, while the latter is just a little-known little man.

After eating two pancakes, Lu Zheng stopped, probably because he realized that if he ate them all at once, he would be hungry during the day, and Huluo Pingyang could only obediently lie on his stomach.

"Your surname is Zuo?" Lu Zheng spoke for the first time tonight.

"Yes." Zuo Shaoqing lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes reflected a silhouette under the light.

"Who are you, Zuo Houchun?"

Zuo Shaoqing took a step back, put on a struggling expression on his face, and replied in a low voice, "It's Wansheng's great-grandfather."

Zuo Houchun, the most glorious person in the Zuo family tree, the Zuo family prospered and fell because of him. It can be said that success is also Xiao He and defeat is also Xiao He.

Lu Zheng was obviously not surprised at all. His father was once a student of the Grand Tutor Zuo. If it wasn't for the crown prince who came to power later, the current glory of the Zuo family is far beyond the comparison of ordinary courtiers.

Seeing that Lu Zheng didn't show any hostility towards him, Zuo Shaoqing asked casually: "Don't you know your brother's name?"

Lu Zheng raised his head, and the corners of his mouth slowly formed a slight arc. If Zuo Shaoqing hadn't been studying the changes in his expression, he might not have noticed it.

"Didn't you already know?"

There was a "boom..." in Zuo Shaoqing's head, his heartbeat was rushing upwards, and his whole body was cold from head to toe, "I... I was born late, and I don't understand what brother Tai means."

Zuo Shaoqing's hands and feet were cold, and even though he was wrapped in a cloak, he still felt gusts of wind seeping into his neck. In order for Lu Zheng to see that the purse was still there, he deliberately put the purse on top of his clothes.

Although he didn't understand how Lu Zheng found out, he obediently took the purse and handed it to him, thinking: Did Lu Zheng already find out that the note in the purse was missing?