The young man was suddenly excited and scared all three of them.

Zhou Zhen kicked his lower leg again and glared: "sit down, how do you shout. It's said that Du Yicheng can only punch and kill people, and his strength is extremely great. I don't know who has been knocked out of his teeth. " Then he understood what Feng's words used to mean, and recalled the Shen family's Ethnology.

His eyebrows were covered with a heavy color: "so that's what happened to the Shen family. Jiayu, don't be impulsive. Unprovoked feuds will cause speculation."

He knew that Feng had met his son and his wife.

Zhou Jiayu was kicked straight grin, knead calf belly hem: "son is not so unreliable." The mouth is so said, in the heart already secretly decided, must look for by the head to clean up to bully the younger sister's small overlord meal.

Xiuying is not worried about the Du family. She is called "dead" to the outside world. She only worries about when her father and brother will go to the northwest and whether there is any danger.

In the eyes of the little girl, she said with Zhou Zhen in a low voice: "when will my father leave home?"

Zhou Zhen didn't leave home, but that was to go around the military camp, but he came back home three or two months later. Now he went for peace.

The man heard her low, side head a look, the little girl raised her face, good-looking peach eyes are full of uneasiness.

Zhou Zhenchao showed a loving smile: "yaomi, don't worry. For your mother and daughter, dad and your brother will surely come back safely. No accident. I'll wait until your uncle asks me to take up the post of commander-in-chief

Otherwise, there is no force to deter the other side, and nothing is better than the holy destiny.

Xiuying can only nod, but also see his father is also concerned about looking at themselves, do not want to make him more worried, then pursed a smile. Two tiny pear eddies appeared on his face.

The girl's considerate and warm smile melted Zhou Zhen's heart.

Feng's heart is also reluctant to give up, but she knows that this is the responsibility of Zhou Zhen, and also the responsibility of the head of his family. He bears the fate of the Zhou family.

Feng sighed silently and began to think: "then I'll start to pack up your father and son. When winter comes, winter clothes will be made again. I'll come back to my house early tomorrow, and I'll take my measurements. I'm going to hold a flower feast in a few days. Jiayu, you can't be capricious. You can tell me exactly before you go out, or I'll choose by myself

All of a sudden, the matter turned to himself. Zhou Jiayu cried out and collapsed in his chair: "mother, can you let me go. I really don't have a girl I want to marry. If you are so hard, you can do something in case you become a bitter spouse. "

He hasn't made any achievements yet, so he has nothing to worry about.

Zhou Zhen looked at his son sympathetically and kept silent. Feng only sneered, which means you wait for me. The original tense atmosphere in the room dissipated, and Xiuying also raised her lips.

To tell you the truth, she did not remember which girl her brother married.

After the matter was clear, Feng told him about his family and Liao's attitude. He also talked about Liao's fainting. What Feng means is that he should talk to the master on Wednesday. He can't let his brothers have a compartment because of his family.

Zhou Zhen frowned and saw his wife's gentle eyebrows. He felt distressed. He knew that his wife was wronged everywhere in this family. After drinking wine, he sent someone to complain to Mrs. Zhou. The long house will not go to her end today. A family of four sat around and had a comfortable meal.

When it was time to wash up, Mrs. Zhou's courtyard was still full of lights. In the bright hall, only the figures of the old man and a servant woman were seen. The luxurious and exquisite furnishings in the room made the room even colder.

Zhou's husband was looking forward to Zhou zhenneng's talk about how to deal with her nephew's affairs. He didn't want people to drink too much, so he was more anxious and upset.

Her mother Lin was helping her to hammer her legs. She gently waved the small jade hammer and said with relief: "the marquis will certainly help you when you are old. If you are old, you should have a good sleep. Maybe tomorrow will be a good thing."

"I'm really drunk." Mrs. Zhou has a negative airway.

Mother Lin took care of her all her life, but she still laughed and comforted her: "the Marquis is is what you saw when you were a child. You know what kind of heart you know best. Naturally, you are drunk. If you don't, I'll go to the main courtyard and ask politely. "

Mrs. Zhou didn't really let her go. She relaxed her look and said, "don't go. I'm going to annoy my wife. My son was born to me. Of course, I know that this daughter-in-law is too independent. The two stewards actually sent them to the Yamen. They couldn't hold a grain of sand in their eyes. "

Mother Lin is a smart person, know that such words can't be answered, just a smile with. She is a servant, even if it is the old lady's side, but she knows her own weight, Hou Madame, which she can talk about.

The old man said two words more and more uninteresting, raised his hand, Ren Lin's mother helped herself up, went into the inner room to wash and go to sleep.

At the third room, Liao's family had already been rescued. His hair was scattered and he was sitting on the head of the bed with a tattooed forehead. On Wednesday, the master came home to see his wife ill, pale, a delicate face like a flower wilted by rain, heartache.He touched her forehead, sat on the head of the bed, held her hand and said, "what's the trouble? I'll call you that way."

Liao's eyes shook his head. Seeing that the LORD was even more miserable on Wednesday, he could only pick up happy words to coax her: "I'm going to be able to transfer back to the capital, and I'll be able to go home with you every day. You think too much about how you can be good if you've worn your body."

Transfer back to Beijing?

Liao's godless eyes finally moved. On Wednesday, the master looked at him with a smile and told her Zhou Zhen's plan. Liao seemed to take a breath and his eyes were bright.

"You want Beijing? Master, don't go to the battlefield again! "

"Yes, my brother loves me. I want to take Jiayu to the northwest. So you should take good care of it. " On Wednesday, the master saw that she had the spirit, and his smile grew stronger. "But now it's just a plan, so my brother specially told me that I can't go on business before the decision is made, for fear of causing trouble for the transfer."

Get into trouble... The simple four characters remind Liao Shi to remember today that she ordered to kill people. A trace of blood on her face faded clean again. She didn't mention it at one breath and passed out again.

Finally, the calm three rooms, like boiling water, were boiling again. The servants were busy pinching people, and inviting the doctor to make a mess.

Chen's mother heard the conversation between the husband and wife at the screen. She was also worried, but she thought that she told her son to be absolutely clean in the afternoon, even removing the family members. There should be nothing left behind.

Thinking of this, she gently breathed out a breath and decided to take care of Liao.

It was not a quiet night for Marquis Wu'an, and Mrs. Zhou's nephew, who had not received a reply, was like a headless fly. They had already thought of many ways. Finally, in order to protect themselves, they spent a lot of money to find Liu Yun.

Of course, Liu Yun's two high-ranking officials are not too concerned about him. He only heard that the entrusted official raised a sentence, and then heard that he had offended Feng Yu, and his brows immediately wrinkled.