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Chapter 70

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The fog dispersed and the sun rose.

The spring morning sun was extremely warm, giving people a fresh and energetic feeling, making people feel refreshed.

At this time, in the main residence of Marquis Wu Wen. It was also time for breakfast.

The breakfast was very sumptuous. Other than ten plates of exquisite pastries, candied fruits, there was also bird's nest porridge, oatmeal porridge, lotus seed porridge, honey mixed milk, and more than ten kinds of healthy porridge.

After the porridge, there were small pots of black chicken soup the size of a fist, five flavoured lamb soup, pigeon soup, carp brain soup, and more than ten kinds of soups that could replenish one's vitality, adjust one's spirit, and nourish one's internal organs.

The pastries, sweet taro flour, and small steamed buns were also decorated with freshly picked and washed flower petals in the basin. The aroma of the food was mixed with the fragrance of the flower dew. Not to mention eating it, just smelling it was enough to refresh one's mind.

In order to prepare such a table of breakfast, the chefs and maids in the main residence, a total of thirty to forty people, had to wake up in the middle of the night and work until dawn.

At this time, Madam Zhao washed her mouth with the boiled snow lotus tea and sat on her seat. Under the service of a large group of maids and maids, she was enjoying her breakfast.

Eating breakfast at this time every day was a rule that the Zhao family in the south had developed for many years. Madam Zhao was the master of the Marquis's residence. She also brought the luxury, elegance, and dignity of the aristocratic families in the south to the Marquis's residence.

In the past, it was Madam Zhao who quietly enjoyed her breakfast alone. But today, there was someone sitting opposite her, and she was also sitting with her.

This person was also a woman wearing a rosy robe, with a golden hairpin and emerald beads on her head. She was about thirty to forty years old, and was obviously a noble lady.

"Sister, you are too thrifty. There are only thirty-six pastries, porridge, and soup for breakfast. You should know that Brother-in-law is now the imperial tutor of the current dynasty. He is below one person and above tens of thousands of people. You can't lose your dignity. "

The noblewoman took a sip of the bird's nest porridge that was served by a maid. She looked at the breakfast on the table and said with a smile, "Our Zhao Family has been a prestigious family for hundreds of years in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Now that we are in the Great Qian Dynasty, we have followed the founding ancestor and have made great contributions. Our Matriarch's breakfast is also 50 bowls of porridge and some noodle soup. Sister's status is not much lower than our Matriarch's. You are too frugal."

"Your brother-in-law doesn't like luxury. He runs his family in a simple way and is a role model for the court officials. As his legal wife, I have to manage this family for him. I can't let outsiders talk behind my back." Madam Zhao said.

"It's good to manage the family with a simple style, but we can't lose face." The noblewoman smiled, then her face turned gloomy. "Sister, is it because that bitch is haunting us? The bastard that she gave birth to is starting to stir now. If you had known, you would have been ruthless and killed that bastard."

"Even if he wants to stir, he won't be able to cause any big waves. Didn't you bring Zhao Han here? With Zhao Han's skills, can't he control that little bastard? " Madam Zhao said calmly, "But I was wrong. I thought that the bastard was just studying, so I let it go. I didn't expect him to be so restless. But this is not a big deal. Even if he leaves the Marquis's Residence, he can't escape from my hands. In the Marquis's Residence, there are many things that I can't do. "

"Zi Yu, contact Zhao Han later and tell me every move of that little bastard." Madam Zhao then ordered Si Yu, who was originally watching over Hong Yi.

"Although Zhao Han's skills are not the best among the Zhao Family's death guards, he is outstanding. With him watching over that little bastard, it will be very safe," the noblewoman said. "I heard that this morning, before the sun rose, that bastard moved out. He is smart, but a little too smart."

"Madam, bad news!"

Just then, Huang Yu suddenly ran in in a panic.

"What's the fuss about? Don't follow the rules. Later, go to the torture room and get ten slaps." Madam Zhao frowned and shouted.

"Madam, please don't hit me. Just now, the Yujing Prefectural Magistrate sent a bailiff over. He said that Zhao Han of the Marquis's Residence stole his master's belongings and tried to escape. He was arrested by Princess Zhennan's guards on the spot and is now in prison. The case has already been decided. He will be exiled to the border and become a slave to the armored people."

"What! Say that again! "

Madam Zhao stood up suddenly.

Huang Yushan repeated himself.

"Rebel, rebel. That little bastard is rebelling. Where did he get so much power!" The noblewoman screamed. "Sister, just send a note to the Yujing Prefectural Magistrate and get Zhao Han out. It must be that bastard who set him up. We can reverse the case and strip him of his title. It will be easy to get rid of him. "

"Si Yu, go to the prison and visit Zhao Han. Come back quickly and report the situation." Madam Zhao sat down and turned her head. "Sister, this is Yujing, not the South. Moreover, this matter actually involves Princess Zhennan. If we reverse the case, it will involve our two families in a lawsuit. This will immediately shock the court and even affect the diplomatic relations between Divine Wind and Da Qian. We can't be reckless. "

After a while, Si Yu came back to report. "Zhao Han is in the prison. The tendons in his arms and legs were cut. His tongue was also cut off. He was also severely tortured. He can't speak anymore. When we went to see him, he was already on the verge of death. His mind was muddled and we couldn't get anything out of him."

"What?" When Madam Zhao heard this, she suddenly flipped the table. All the pastries on the table fell to the ground and shattered.



"Benefactor, this old man finally knows how powerful the government is. Even this old man couldn't withstand that beating. Not to mention that Zhao Han was seriously injured. The tendons of his hands and legs were cut, and his tongue was cut. He had already lost a lot of blood. If he were to be beaten again, I suspect that he would have died in prison before he could be sent three thousand miles away."

Outside the city, in the quiet courtyard of Yujing Temple.

The entire Mount Jade Dragon was the territory of Yujing Temple. Every year, many people would burn incense, pray to the gods, and go sightseeing. Yujing Temple had also built many courtyards and rented them out for the families of the officials and nobles to live in.

Hong Yi spent money to rent this place and stay temporarily. Firstly, he wanted to enjoy the scenery. Secondly, there were many Daoist priests in Yujing Temple. They were experts. If anything happened, they would be a form of protection.

Shen Tiezhu carried a metal rod and stood in the middle of the courtyard. He was excitedly practicing a stance. It was the middle part of the Demon Ox's Fist of Great Strength.

He was ten feet tall and as strong as a water buffalo. With the metal rod in his hand, he looked like a Vajra warrior.

Meanwhile, Mu The Younger was packing up in the room.

Shen Tianyang stood behind Hong Yi and watched as Hong Yi demonstrated every move of his Demon Ox's Fist of Great Strength for Shen Tiezhu to watch.

A simple home was formed just like that.

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