Tie Niu touched his head and looked at Wang Ruyan in surprise. He thought to himself, "Are all brothel women so loyal nowadays?"

Xiaohong raised her head in surprise and looked at her lady. She grabbed Wang Ruyan's arm with her little hands and shook her head desperately. She thought to herself, "Miss, you are crazy."

"This Mr. Wu is indeed powerful. But half of Zhang is even more powerful. Why do you live and die with him? You are obviously going to the underworld together. I don't want to die. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Wu Nian also looked at Wang Ruyan in surprise, but soon calmed down.

"It's worthy of being Miss Wang, and I'm ready to die. Okay. I'll live and die with you." He clasped his fists to Wang Ruyan, then greeted Tie Niu and said, "Let's go."

"yes."

Tie Niu responded.

Wang Ruyan showed joy in her eyebrows and eyes, and turned her head to Xiaohong, who was so scared that she was trembling, and said, "Help me get into the car."

"Oh." Xiaohong was depressed when she saw the lady eating the weight. She was depressed and lamented, but she had no choice but to help Wang Ruyan get onto the carriage, and then she went up by herself.

The group surrounded two carriages and strided towards Yegu Mountain in the south.

Jiang County, in Zhang Mansion.

For the people in the mansion, today is another ordinary day, and you should do whatever you should do. Half of the page is a word.

"stable."

Zhang Youwei got up a little late today, and he didn't open his eyes until midnight. He is fifty years old this year and his energy is not as good as before.

not to mention.

Zhang Youwei looked at the two young girls on the left and right. They were not only the same age, but also the same appearance. They were twins sent by a guest not long ago.

As half of Zhang's family head, Zhang Youwei has seen countless girls, but this is the first time such a beautiful twin.

The taste is really endless aftertaste.

Zhang Youwei smiled with satisfaction, and was rarely tender. He did not disturb the sleepy twins. He carefully lifted the bedding and stood up. He ordered his close maid to get hot water, took a shower and changed his clothes, and came to the outer room for breakfast.

His family's breakfast is also rich. Although it is not as good as the food in the mansion of the capital, it is also top-notch in the Liaodong area.

There are twelve dishes for breakfast, of which the main dish is a bear's paw.

As the saying goes, fish and bear's paw cannot be both.

The deliciousness of bear's paw really makes the world unable to stop.

Zhang Youwei is particularly fond of this bite. Every time he spends a while, he will eat bear's paw. It's not that he is reluctant to let go, but that there are not many bears on the mountain.

For more than ten dishes, Zhang Youwei only ate half a bear's paw, and basically no other dishes were touched. He looked up and said to the maid serving next to him, "Take the dishes back to the kitchen and warm them up, and wait until the two little ladies wake up before serving them."

"Yes." The maid responded, then went out to greet the three maids and came in, and cleaned up the mess together.

Zhang Youwei stood up and walked out of the door, suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked at the sky, with a blank look on his face.

What should I do today?

As the head of the family of half of Bian Zhang, he has countless people under him serving him. He doesn't have to worry too much about the family affairs.

Just eat, drink and have fun every day.

It's really annoying.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Youwei remembered something and strided towards the study. Yesterday, his friend Li Xiuyuan sent a picture of a tiger going down the mountain by a famous painter of this dynasty, and he liked it very much.

Let's go and see it today.

By the way, you can also hold a painting meeting, invite three or five friends to enjoy the paintings and write inscriptions. It is really elegant.

Zhang Youwei leisurely followed the corridor and headed towards the study. At this moment, a manager ran towards him with sweat on his head.

The huge Zhang Mansion requires a lot of people.

Under the housekeeper, there is a manager. He is also in charge of internal affairs and external affairs.

These people are among the slaves, below one person and above ten thousand people.

Zhang Youwei was a ruler. Seeing that the manager was so embarrassed, he couldn't help but be furious and said, "Our ancestor said it well, it's not slow or fast. Look at your embarrassing look, it's really annoying. I'll get the whip ten times."

When the manager heard this, he was sweating coldly. But he didn't bother to argue and threw himself in front of Zhang Youwei and kowtowed, "Master, something is wrong. The third young master has been kidnapped."

"What did you say?" Zhang Youwei stood still and looked at the manager in amazement.

He thought he had heard it wrong.

This special code is really funny. My son doesn't travel far away, so he can only move outside Jiangxian. Who dares to make ground on Tai Sui's head?

Dare to kidnap the third young master of my Zhang family?

Besides, I am also very concerned about my son's safety and equipped with many followers and guards.

How could someone get kidnapped?

The manager had no choice but to tell Zhang Youwei everything he had heard. Zhang Youwei still didn't believe it. It was not until he got half of Zhang Qiongshan's sleeve and carefully asked Zhang Qiongshan's personal maid that he believed this ridiculous thing.

In the main hall, Zhang Youwei sat on the chair of the Grand Master, his face turned pale. Many of the officials from the Zhang family stood below, all of whom were bowing their heads, terrified.

Zhang Youwei grabbed the armrest of the Taishi Chair with his right hand, and the blue veins on the back of his hand thundered slightly.

All the people around his son were killed except the coachman. This small flag of Beishan Fort is really cruel and not a joke.

But special code.

What's ridiculous is.

He didn't even know about this.

That's right.

Half of Zhang's business is too big. He has all kinds of business, so how can he manage it? This business that sells horses and cheats can't alarm him at all.

"Who is responsible for this matter?" Zhang Youwei's head buzzed, took a deep breath and eased it, and asked with his head raised.

"It's Zhang Ningding." A manager bowed his hand tremblingly.

"Call him here." Zhang Youwei said.

"Yes." The manager responded and hurriedly went on.

"Go and invite the county magistrate, too." Zhang Youwei raised his head again and said to another manager.

"yes."

The manager responded quickly and left quickly.

Not long after, the county magistrate Bao Wei arrived first. He had already heard about this and was sweating coldly.

"Brother." Although Bao Wei was the county magistrate, he was extremely humble after entering the door and first politely polite to Zhang Youwei.

Zhang Youwei had no fame, but he also paid for a fourth-rank official title. Bao Wei was also a donor official, and he was really an old senior.

Zhang Youwei usually gives Bao Wei three points, but he is in a bad mood now, so he just said no and asked Bao Wei to sit down.

Bao Wei exhaled and quickly sat down carefully in the guest seat.

He cursed Wu Nian in his heart.

You little flag, a military officer of the seventh rank, dares to be such a killer. It’s really a pity that you have a long life.

It doesn't matter if you think your life is long, it's also tiring me.

He didn't think about it either.

Is this Wu Nian’s fault?

Wu Nian asked Li Sheng to bring money and do business reasonably. Not only did he get the money in, but he even went to the prison cell.

He put on formal clothes, took a seal, put on his official brochure, and rode his horse to the county magistrate to meet the county magistrate.

As a result, I drank a cup of tea and waited for a lonely life.

It's really an official who forces the people to rebel.

If the reason doesn't make sense, then it can only be.

When a man was angry, he held a frost-white steel knife. No matter whether he was the prince or the prince or the golden branches and jade leaves.
Chapter completed!