My country, you can pinch it

When Shang Qingrong found out about this, Fang Jinyu had already been thrown back to Ting Yuxuan. Hearing that Yang's son, who had passed out with tears and snot running down his nose, and passed out, almost pouted too.

Immediately crying, people turned their backs, the whole Yunyanghou mansion seemed to hear the heart-piercing crying, and the Yunyanghou who was in the yamen was also hurriedly called back, and not long after, a message came He growled angrily.

But here, Fang Jinling looked at Shang Qingrong who was sharpening his knife, and said helplessly: "My son has not suffered, and he has already taught him a lesson. You really don't have to worry about it."

"How can this be called worrying?" Shang Qingrong's face was full of anger, and he was a little scared, "What a bastard raised by a slut. After reading the book, the dog's belly left, and he just came to me. How dare he get your idea !"

The son is her reverse scale, and no one is allowed to touch it.

"This must be the idea of ​​that bitch Yang Yingxue. I am full of male robbers and female prostitutes, and I taught my son to do this kind of shitty thing. No, I really can't swallow that bad breath."

As Shang Qingrong talked, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally he shouted loudly: "Fuxiang."

"lady."

"Go and listen to Yuxuan, give her two good slaps, don't come back if you don't get swollen! Didn't you say that I bullied her, then I really bullied her!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Fu Xiang replied loudly, then puffed out her chest and led her away.

These two slaps will directly make Yunyanghou so angry that one Buddha will be born and two Buddhas will ascend to heaven, and he will lose all reason.To some extent, it was also the result Yang wanted.

"Ling'er." At this time, Shang Qingrong looked at Fang Jinling with a serious heart, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Fang Jinling asked inexplicably, "What can I do?"

Shang Qingrong hesitated to speak, those words that Fang Jinyu could say were heartbreaking, if Fang Jinling took it to heart...

But looking at it now, it doesn't seem sad.

"Are you all right?" She asked again uncertainly.

Fang Jinling shook his head and laughed: "It's really okay, mother, do you still expect me to have a little affection for my father? I will tell you from the bottom of my heart that there is no such thing."

If it was the original owner, Rumu who had followed him for more than ten years might love and hate him at the same time, but he, I'm sorry, just wanted to kill his father quickly.

"Mother still think about where we will live next, I reckon this should be done."

Shang Qingrong was taken aback when she heard the words, she was too busy getting angry, she didn't expect this, but considering Yunyang Hou's arrogant and stubborn character, she was not surprised, "Don't worry, mother has a house in the capital, and someone always beats her. Reason." Just thinking about today, she said incredulously, "With such an obvious situation, how could he be so stupid not to ask the whole story?"

This incident was obviously Fang Jinyu's fault, and it was a deliberate provocation. Fang Jinling's move was already very tolerant, but Fan asked one more question...

"Does mother still think that father will uphold justice for me?" Fang Jinling shook his head amusedly, "A person like him only listens to what he wants to hear." That's why Yang is so confident, because this method is clumsy but surprisingly efficient.

Shang Qingrong sighed softly: "If he really understands the truth, his life will be in vain."

Fang Jinling thought so.

Fuxiang brought a few women with big waists and round arms to Ting Yuxuan, and saluted without sincerity to Marquis Yunyang, and without a word, let someone grab Mrs. Yang, and raised her hand to get two resounding slaps in the face .

Everyone was shocked and couldn't recover, until Mrs. Yang screamed, and Yunyang Hou shouted angrily: "Stop!"

As Shang Qingrong's dowry maid, Fuxiang was also a girl who had dismounted from a horse and practiced swords and guns. These two merciless slaps not only left symmetrical red marks on Yang's fair face, but even the corners of her mouth were bruised. Bleeding from the beating, his eyes were temporarily lax, and he probably had a concussion.

She and Qing Ye were not married, they kept dressing up as girls, and together with Nanny Lin treated Fang Jinling like an eyeball, not only Shang Qingrong was furious after hearing this, but they also gritted their teeth.

If it wasn't for Fang Jinling waking up from a coma, he would no longer be weak and bully, if he still had his original fragile and sensitive temperament, it might not be as simple as that mouthful of blood back then, so Yang's mother and son, damn it!

"Madam said, if you dare to get the young master's idea, you should prepare the coffin and bury one big and one small!"

"Presumptuous!" Yunyanghou was going crazy, pointing at Fuxiang and yelling, "What are you, dare to do something in front of this Marquis, come and take it down for me!"

Wen Fu came back from the yamen with Marquis Yunyang and was stunned when he heard about it. He couldn't recover when he slapped Fuxiang cleanly just now. Messy, in a dilemma.

It was hard for him to persuade the Marquis of Yunyang. The matter of reconciliation, he did not expect that it would not stop for a few days, and troubles would arise again. He only felt bitter in his mouth, and his words of persuasion were powerless: "Master Hou, calm down, Fuxiang The girl is the face of the madam, so don't move!"

As a result, Yunyang Hou raised his foot and kicked him on the waist, his eyes were scarlet: "You dog slave, which side are you from?"

Wen Fu fell to the ground with a yo, and his heart was cold: "Master Hou, everything I do is for you. If you move the incense stick, you will definitely attract your wife. Aunt Yang is probably more than just two slaps!"

When Shang Qingrong comes, how can Yang's life be alive?

Yunyanghou froze, but saw Fuxiang sneer, with contempt in his eyes, Yunyanghou was furious immediately, losing all reason, "It's obviously Jin Ling's fault, he beat my brother lightly, why don't you do it? ,I come!"

Knowing to turn black and white, Fu Xiang sneered, didn't even bother to explain, just raised her chin without fear.

Wen Fu used his toes to think that it was not what Yang said, but Yunyang Hou didn't listen, and he was so anxious that he suddenly yelled: "Aunt Yang!"

Yunyang Hou turned his head subconsciously, and saw that Yang's face was completely swollen at this moment, and Yang's lip was oozing blood, like a weak flower floating in the wind, precariously, and he was about to faint.

"Xueer!" Marquis Yunyang didn't care about Fuxiang any more, he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him, his face full of anxiety, "Quick, find a doctor!" Another group of people turned their backs on their backs.

Wen Fu took advantage of the crowds around Yang to persuade Fu Xiang: "Miss Fu Xiang, my aunt, please go!"

"Pretentious!" Fu Xiang looked at the fainted woman and spat, then glanced at Wen Fu, "Are you tired of following this kind of person?" After finishing speaking, she led her away without waiting for Wen Fu to reply. .

Wen Fu could only sigh deeply.

The doctor had just finished watching Fang Jinyu, and now he happened to show it to Mrs. Yang. After listening to it, he felt that the wives, concubines, and concubines of the rich family were messy, and that the Marquis of Yunyang was incompetent and still messed around.

Yang soon woke up faintly. She looked at the man beside the bed. Although her mouth was wounded and she couldn't speak for now, she could look at it with tearful eyes, which was enough to make Yunyang Hou feel her grievance and despair. .

At this point, Marquis Yunyang couldn't bear it anymore, and his anger burned out his last bit of rationality: "That woman is simply crazy, don't worry Xueer, this can't go on like this, I not only want to divorce, but also divorce my wife! Divorce my wife!"

There is no such thing as divorce in this dynasty, and Heli is more like a wife abandoning her husband in a sense. The face-saving Marquis Yunyang chose to divorce his wife at this time.

Yang's tears finally fell, and there was light in his eyes.

Suddenly, I realized that this beating was really worth it.

When the news reached Songzhuyuan, Shang Qingrong and Fang Jinling let out a long breath, and the mother and son saw in each other's eyes that they couldn't laugh or cry.

Fang Jinling said: "Mother, now you can give Mrs. Zhou an explanation."

In the winter night, heavy snow fell again, and it didn't take long for the road ahead to be blocked.In this kind of weather, you can still ride a horse and gallop, which can be regarded as a man of courage.

The hooves of the horses that were running suddenly raised high, and the snowflakes were blowing up. The man on the horseback held the reins tightly, his back was bent like a crescent moon, and his long hair was flung out. The cloak fluttered in the wind. Hunting sound.

With the sound of "Woo--", the black horse landed on all fours, snorted, and the white air sprayed and blown snowflakes. The young general in a strong suit on his back looked at the faint light coming from the front, and raised his hand.

Behind her, a dozen horses stopped together with a carriage.

"Miss?"

"Aren't you moving forward?"

Two horses paced up to her, and hearing the voice, these three were all women.

Shang Chuqing looked at the weak lights in front of him and replied: "We've already arrived at the posthouse. The snow won't stop falling for a while. After two days of driving, the horses are tired and weary, it's better to rest for one night before leaving."

"But we can still persevere. We are not far from the capital. If we work harder, we can see my little aunt and little cousin sooner, so I can rest assured." Shang Xiyun said.

Wei Xue also nodded: "It's just such a big snow, it's nothing compared to Shamenguan. Sister, let's go, little cousin is so weak, I don't know why he is being bullied, so we can support him. "

Having said that, a playful smile appeared on her face.

Shang Chuqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's okay if you have a thick skin. Could it be that the third brother-in-law can also bear it? It's hard enough for him to follow the bumps all the way, so at least you should be more considerate."

It seemed difficult to speak in the wind and snow, and the white air he exhaled was swept away by the snowflakes in no time.

Hearing this, Wei Weixue glanced back at the carriage, only to see that the curtains of the carriage were slightly raised at a corner, barely revealing half of her disheveled face, the carriage had no shock-absorbing effect, although this one sat in it without riding a horse, the seven sisters marched like a hurry Hurry up, this little man who has no strength to restrain a chicken is already his fate.

Besides, the snowy night was really too cold, the third son-in-law couldn't hold on any longer and was on the verge of falling.

Seeing this, Wei Xuexue suddenly softened her heart, but she still insisted: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have brought him here."

"It doesn't matter whether the third sister comes or not, the third brother-in-law was appointed by the grandfather." The four Shang family sisters who were behind also rode to them, and Shang Wubing, who was fourth in line, said loudly.

The fifth Shang Luoyu agrees: "Fourth sister is right, aunt and Li, this dowry has to be broken up, it can't be cheap, that couple of dogs, grandfather said, they have to come back, and the third brother-in-law is here, This point is determined for him clearly and clearly!"

"Yes, yes!" The last two twins nodded together, "The third brother-in-law is very good at settling accounts."

Originally, I couldn't tell who was who, but in this dark night and snowy sky, even the voices were the same.

Shang Chuqing listened to the younger sisters talking to each other, her head was a little big, and she directly said with the prestige of the elder sister and general: "Okay, I will arrive in the capital in three days, don't be in a hurry, just pass on my order, right here The museum is being repaired, and we will leave in three hours."

"Yes!"

Under the military order, everything is uniform and there is no more nonsense.