Powerful ministers are husbands

"Hehehe, you are also here to see Madam Cao Bashao's demeanor, right?" A dirty and obscene voice laughed, "It seems that there are quite a few people who are fascinated by Madam Cao Bashao's skirt."

As soon as the voice fell, the whole room roared with laughter.

"I said I came to see Pang Miao?" the person blocking the door said coldly.

"Pang Miao?! Has he returned to the imperial capital?" Zhuan Sun Yongzhi yelled strangely.

The owner of this name dodged and hid behind the pile of debris next to him. The young man in black looked at him blankly, and then looked at a group of people gathered at the gate of Pang's house.

Xue Jinyi frowned involuntarily, looking at Zhuan Sun Yongzhi with a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

"Call Pang Miao out quickly, I want to see him." Zhuan Sun Yongzhi was complacent, and turned to laugh at the people around him, "You don't know that this Pang Miao is even more..." than Mr. Pang Wen, his voice gradually dropped Going on, I can't hear clearly, but judging from the increasingly obscene faces of several people, it must be obscene words that cannot be heard.

Xue Jinyi realized that he had done something wrong.

"Quickly call your young lady and young master to come out."

"The dignified King Yan's son has arrived, so he hastened to greet him."

A group of people started making noise again, making noise like sparrows in the morning, making people disgusted and irritable.

The concierge was struggling and didn't know what to do, and looked at Xue Jinyi who had been blocking the door with a bitter face.

Xue Jinyi suddenly smiled coldly, leaned against the door, and looked at this group of slutty dandies casually, "Look at your morality, it's really ugly. It's embarrassing to be seen early in the morning, and Daddy is going to spank his ass after returning home hahaha .”

Pang Miao took back the steps he had taken to go out, and the noise disappeared instantly.

Zhuan Sun Yongzhi was very upset, he put one foot on the front steps, and asked in a cold voice, "Look at your own identity, how do you talk." The friends behind him put their hips on their hips or crossed their arms, showing great momentum.

Xue Jinyi was unmoved, opened and closed the sword in his hand "click-click", glanced at Zhuan Sun Yongzhi, "compared to not even knowing that I am not a human being, I am already very smart to realize that I am a normal person." He Shrugging his shoulders, he expressed his sympathy for this group of dudes.

"Who are you talking about!" Someone took the bait.

"Hehe..." Xue Jinyi tilted his head to look at that person, and said with an innocent face: "I didn't name names, whoever answers the conversation is talking about whoever is."

"You bastard!" The man clenched his fists and rushed towards Xue Jinyi, but his companions failed to stop him.

Xue Jinyi dodged slightly, avoiding the fist, and then secretly stretched out his foot to trip the man, then pretended to be innocent, and said sympathetically, "Look at you, why can't you even walk well?"

Zhuan Sun Yongzhi slightly raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, but looked at his friend in a state of embarrassment in a theater-watching attitude.

The man got up tremblingly, and shouted: "I will fight with you!"

The corner of Xue Jinyi's mouth raised slightly, this move hit his chest.

The onlookers didn't even see clearly whether Xue Jinyi's sword was out of its sheath. In his lightning-fast movements, his figure seemed to be like a gust of wind. strength.

"This..." Zhuan Sun Yongzhi couldn't bear the mood of going to the theater anymore. Although his friend is not very smart, he is first-class in fighting. , There is no one who doesn't beat people down and deny their parents.

This time, I met a real master.

Zhuan Sun Yongzhi knew that his own father was very powerful, but no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't just appear here out of thin air, so that he could avoid possible physical pain.

"If you have something to say, why bother to punch someone?" Xue Jinyi was fiddling with his sword again, looking very innocent and helpless, "Seeing a master like you make a move, I can't hold back." Do you want to take you to the hospital?" He said, as if he was reaching out to help someone.

The man screamed like a pig butcher, causing passers-by to look sideways frequently.

"Don't come close to me, go aside quickly! Woohoo, Brother Zhi, save me!"

Xue Jinyi curled his lips and raised his hands, "Okay, okay, I don't touch you, it's your own request."

Zhuan Sun Yongzhi looked disgusted, and waved his hands to ask his two companions to drag him over from the gate of Pang's house. After thinking about it, he felt that it was unpleasant to be passed around in broad daylight, so he pointed to Xue Jinyi's face, "You Just wait for me, you will see me in the future."

"Xue is waiting." Xue Jinyi clasped his fists in a dignified manner.

Seeing this, Zhuan Sun Yongzhi's arrogance did not decrease much. Pang Miao pulled Zhang Mu over and ordered, "Go to my house and tell me that people from the Hou's Mansion will bring things over later. If Xue Jinyi asks me Where did my sister go, I said she went to burn incense in a suburban temple."

"Yes." Zhang Mu took the order and went to speak.

Zhuan Sun Yongzhi reluctantly took his friends and left in a hurry.

"Huh?" Xue Jinyi sent Zhuan Sun Yongzhi and the others away with a smile, and looked at the guards of the Cao family suspiciously, "Madam Cao Bashao is back?"

"Not yet." Zhang Mu replied simply.

Xue Jinyi wanted to ask "then why did you appear here", but felt that it was rude, after nodding, he also left amidst the concierge's constant thanks.

Pang Miao thought that he must prepare a generous gift and send it to Xue's family to thank him someday. He provoked the Prince of Yan for their brother and sister. To add insult to injury.

"Alas." Pang Miao sighed, but he also leaked the news of his "return" to the imperial capital. First, he tried to find a way to disappear, and second, he hoped that the prince of Yan would not spread the word.

He turned his head to thank the guards of the Cao family: "Thank you for coming to help."

"You're welcome." Zhang Mu clasped his fists and said with a serious look, "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

Pang Miao watched Zhang Mu leave, and immediately ran into the house.Mrs. Pang was a little frightened, and she was relieved when she heard that the people making trouble at the door had dispersed.Pang Miao also asked the concierge to close the gate of the house, and not to open it if there is nothing to do, and not to answer the words of strangers.

After making some arrangements to prevent Zhuan Sun Yongzhi from making trouble again, Pang Miao left home again to find Jinxiu, and bought the materials needed to make the round fan along the way.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Cao Bashao quietly returned to Pang's house with her maid. Seeing this attire, Mrs. Pang had to let him go back to the bedroom for a while, and then picked up Miss Qinghua to continue embroidering the fan.No one noticed that the young master was not at home again, thinking that he was out to meet friends.

"Very good." Mrs. Pang looked at the final product, "I didn't expect Qinghua's embroidery to be so good, but it's a pity that your cousin is not at home today, otherwise you must let him see your embroidery." Said while walking to the bright place by the window to take a closer look.

Qinghua tidied up the messy sewing and scissors, and said with a smile, "Auntie has won the prize."

"Oh, look, Qinghua." Mrs. Pang suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Qinghua looked around and saw a butterfly landed on the lotus, its wings flapping gently.Madam Pang held her breath and was careful not to move, for fear of disturbing the butterflies on the flowers.

"If you..."

"Thanks to my aunt's guidance, Qinghua was able to embroider it." Qinghua said modestly.

Mrs. Pang was amused, and the trembling of her fingertips startled butterflies.After flying around the embroidery for a few times, the butterfly finally flew away.

Pang Miao, who was peeking from the window of the opposite room, looked at the butterfly disappearing into the blue sky, and heaved a sigh of relief.