Rebellious People
"Master, have you changed your mind?"
Nangong Yu 'er was confused.
He was furious just a moment ago, and now he changed his mind?
"Remember, when we get there, I don't care about anything else. Go and bring back the urn from the temple."
Ning Hongtian said in a deep voice.
Nangong Yu 'er's eyes lit up. She had already guessed what Ning Hongtian was going to do.
"Yes, I understand!"
Chief Steward Ning revealed a cold smile on his face and retreated.
… …
Mrs. Zuo's late husband's hometown was in Qinghe Town in the countryside of the capital. They could reach it in about four hours, but because the scenery along the way was quite beautiful, they stopped for a while to admire the beautiful scenery. Therefore, their convoy didn't enter the town until evening. The people in the town had rarely seen such a luxurious convoy, and their eyes were filled with curiosity.
"Who is this big shot? What a beautiful carriage, and the girl on the horse outside. She's so beautiful!"
A middle-aged woman said enviously.
The girl she was referring to was Li Mochou, who had a stern face and a horsetail whisk in her hand.
Li Mochou's ears twitched slightly. She glanced at the middle-aged woman and ignored her.
"Oh, they seem to be going to the Zuo Mansion?"
"That direction is either the Zuo family's mansion or up the mountain, or up the mountain."
A few village women stood together and whispered to each other.
In the carriage.
Zuo lifted the curtain slightly and said in a low voice, "That shabby house not far ahead is my late husband's ancestral house."
"Zhao Hu, did you hear that?"
Ning Qi nodded and shouted out of the carriage.
Zhao Hu waved his whip and laughed, "Alright!"
Under his control, the carriage slowly stopped at the very edge of Qing He Town, in front of a dilapidated house that had almost all the bricks and tiles had fallen off. At this time, the people of Qing He Town all gathered around, pointing and whispering.
"They really are going to the Zuo Mansion. I don't remember the Zuo Family knowing any big shot."
"You know, the Zuo Family's boy was also an agent. He might know a few powerful friends in the capital."
"Hey, look, someone is coming out of the carriage."
An old man carrying a hoe said loudly.
Ning Qi got out of the carriage first and carried Little Yue 'er and Zuo Ling' er down.
"What a handsome girl!"
The crowd exclaimed.
Xin Che and the other girls followed.
"What a beautiful girl!"
There was another gasp of surprise, and many people's eyes had already turned lecherous.
When Madam Zuo got off the carriage, everyone was shocked and their expressions changed drastically.
"Madam Zuo is back!"
"No wonder. I heard that Madam Zuo is a concubine of the Marquis of the Dragon Slayer Marquis in the capital. How shameless. Her husband has just died and she can't help it anymore."
"I also heard that the Marquis is already seventy or eighty years old. As long as Madam Zuo serves him well, he will enjoy a lifetime of luxury and wealth!"
"I heard that the Marquis is a sadist …"
Everyone pointed at Madam Zuo and looked at her with disdain.
"Young Master, they said you are seventy or eighty years old."
Xinlian snickered.
"The people here really like to gossip."
Ning Qi rubbed his nose. How was he in his seventies or eighties? How was he a sadist? It seemed like someone was deliberately spreading rumors that were detrimental to his reputation in Beijing.
Madam Zuo's face was deathly pale. She felt extremely uncomfortable as she listened to the people pointing at her. She felt so wronged that her eyes turned red and tears rolled down her cheeks.
At this moment, a peasant woman in her forties or fifties walked out of the Zuo Residence with a basin in her hand. Behind her was a dark-skinned, wretched-looking middle-aged man.
The peasant woman screamed as soon as she saw Madam Zuo, "You slut, how dare you come back?"
"Slut, why did you come back? You killed my brother. Are you trying to steal the Zuo Family's property?"
The wretched-looking middle-aged man said angrily.
"I won't allow you to talk about my mother like that!"
Zuo Ling 'er jumped out of Ning Qi's arms angrily and stood in front of Madam Zuo. She shouted at the two men.
"How can your daughter be so uneducated! You used to be a lady from a respectable family! Pfft! "
The peasant woman spat in disdain.
The wretched-looking middle-aged man glanced at Ning Qi and the others. His eyes lingered on Li Mochou for a while before he said, "What? Why did you bring so many people here? Let me tell you, don't even think about touching a single thing that belongs to the Zuo Family! "
"Big Brother, I never thought about sharing the Zuo Family's property."
Madam Zuo said with a sobbing tone.
"You also know that you don't have the face to share? Haha, do you think that you can come here and show off just because you have the Marquis's support? "
The wretched-looking middle-aged man sneered.
"How dare you!"
Zhao Hu shouted and a pale golden fighting spirit instantly erupted from his body. His entire body was shrouded in a golden light and he looked like a god descending from the heavens.
"What, what do you want!"
The peasant woman and the middle-aged man were shocked and couldn't help but step back while stammering.
Pale golden fighting spirit? Although the middle-aged man wasn't even a fighter, he had heard some rumors that only the fighting spirit of a Grandmaster was pale golden …
Thinking of this, he suddenly panicked and his legs began to tremble.
"Someone come! Someone is going to kill us! Someone come quickly! "
The peasant woman suddenly screamed loudly.
This voice seemed to have been amplified by battle qi. Everyone in Clear Lotus Town heard it. More and more people gathered around. Suddenly, the crowd parted, and an old man walked in with more than a dozen strong men who looked like guards.
"What is it? Who dares to cause trouble in Qinghe Town? "
The peasant woman seemed to have seen her savior and shouted loudly, "Brother-in-law, quickly take down this bitch and her dog. They want to kill us!"
"It's you?"
The old man's face turned cold when he saw Madam Zuo but when he saw the pale golden fighting spirit on Zhao Hu, he staggered and fell to the ground.
His subordinates hurriedly helped him up.
"Grandmaster? Is he a grandmaster? How can he be a grandmaster? "
The old man's heartbeat sped up and he looked at Zhao Hu with a face full of fear. He asked respectfully, "Senior, may I know why you have come to Qinghe Town?"
Zhao Hu looked at him with disdain and didn't answer.
Ning Qi smiled and said, "You are the elder of this town, right?"
Seeing that Zhao Hu didn't speak, the old man panicked and quickly said to Ning Qi, "Yes, I am."
Ning Qi smiled, "That's good. I am Ning Qi, the Dragon Slayer Marquis."
Dragon Slayer Marquis!
Hearing this, the old man knelt on the ground in fright. The guards behind him looked at each other and finally knelt in front of everyone.
"What? This kid is the Dragon Slayer Marquis? He's not much older than my Niu 'er, right? "
"Didn't they say the Dragon Slayer Marquis is seventy or eighty years old? Is he a liar? "
"I don't think he's a liar …"
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