Chapter 111

"Tian Jiaxin! Haha, Shisui Wang is not bad! As expected, he went to find Su Xuntian first. Miaowen, the person you chose has brains. "

Ye Xiaotian drank his tea and praised Tian Miaowen. Tian Miaowen raised an eyebrow and said proudly, "Of course. Although the children of the side branches of the Tian Family have never received special training, our Tian Family has only declined for a few hundred years, but we have thousands of years of heritage. This heritage is not something that can be worn away so quickly. The children of the Tian Family cannot be sharpened, but most of them can be called storing and storing weapons. Once the edge is unsheathed, it is a sharp blade. "

"Slap!" Ye Xiaotian waved his large palm and slapped it on her plump and perky area. The soft and tight feeling made him unable to let go. "Oh, I said you were fat, and you are panting."

Tian Miaowen rolled her eyes at him. However, after being slapped like this, a very strange feeling welled up in her body. It was a little excited and a little stimulated.

For a proud daughter of heaven like her, she was doted on by thousands and had been cared for since she was young. Therefore, it was inevitable that a small "punishment" would make her feel novel and stimulated. It was probably because a girl like her had lived in an overly generous environment that she had a slight penchant for being abused.

Tian Miaowen's cherry lips lightly pursed and charmingly rolled her eyes at Ye Xiaotian. She sat down as if to retaliate. A round and perky buttocks sat on his thighs. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she said softly, "Since you wanted him to wait for the right time, why did you let him make a move so early?"

"Because... learning to wait is also a skill." As Ye Xiaotian said this, he suddenly looked strangely at Tian Miaowen. Tian Miaowen immediately sensed it and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ye Xiaotian rubbed his chin and said suspiciously, "You have always been clever and resourceful. If we were to fight, I think it would be better to use force to defeat you. That way, the chance of winning would be higher. I don't believe you don't understand my methods. Why are you still asking me? Besides... "

Ye Xiaotian moved closer to Tian Miaowen's ear and said mischievously, "Your husband just helped you open one chakra. Why are you still so stupid? Do you want your husband to work harder and open another chakra for you? Do you want your husband to work harder and open another chakra for you?

When she heard the first half of his words, Tian Miaowen was still confused by his dirty words. But when she heard the second half of his words, especially his ambiguous smile, she thought of how he clung to her last night and was frightened and frightened by her. She begged for mercy again and again to escape the disaster. Her face immediately turned as red as blood, but her body suddenly became hot.

She immediately threw herself into Ye Xiaotian's embrace and used his cheek to cover her burning red face. She softly bit his ear and coquettishly said, "You were the one who came up with the idea, so of course you know what you're trying to do. It's fine as long as I ask you. Why bother thinking about it?"

At this point, she gathered her courage and teased him. She put her mouth close to his ear and said, "Every day I am tired from being tormented by you. Can't you let me be lazy and rest?"

Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh. Last night, they had a good time together. At this time, he didn't have such a strong need. But when he was provoked by her shyness, his heart was somewhat tempted. He grabbed Tian Miaowen's wrists and said, "Not only do I need him to learn to wait. As long as he is not stupid, he will certainly make some preparations now. When it is time to make a move, the speed and effect are also different."

Tian Miaowen blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Of course we have to make the necessary preparations. But now the most important thing is to see how the Song family of the Western Paradise will act."

Ye Xiaotian said, "Of course. If we don't follow the situation, how can we respond?"

...

In the old house of the Song family of the Western Paradise, the master of the Song family, Song Yingming, was speechless when he heard the news from Guiyang Prefecture.

When his daughter took her bodyguards to Guiyang, he knew why his daughter, who was trapped by love, went there. Seeing his daughter suffer because of love, Song Yingming naturally hated Wei Ye to the bone. He was just a relative of a fallen chieftain. Killing him was nothing. As long as his daughter was happy, he was willing to bear some trouble for his daughter.

But … he hadn't thought that his daughter would make a move in Guiyang. The best place should have been an ambush on the road, when Wei Ye was about to enter the city and his guard was down. What was more, he hadn't thought that his daughter would "fight openly." Even if she wanted to kill him, she should have concealed her identity.

Now, not only did Song Xiaoyu choose to make a move in Guiyang and make her move publicly, she was also caught red-handed by the patrol officer. Song Yingming was also somewhat helpless. His daughter had always been obedient, like a child who hadn't grown up. He hadn't thought that she would be so unyielding in her bones.

Although he was helpless, that was only because he also knew that even if doing this wasn't to provoke Ye Mengxiong's dignity, it actually had such an effect. Ye Mengxiong had to express something. Their Western Paradise was in the right.

But on the other hand, he was very angry. Being in the right was being in the right, but the Song family was already one of the three great magnates in the Yelang homeland. They had the right to jump out of reason and the laws of the heavens. Even if Ye Mengxiong felt that this was a provocation of his authority and wanted to express something, it was enough to set up an elegant courtyard to put his daughter under house arrest. There was absolutely no reason to throw her into prison with a group of lowly prisoners.

This was a humiliation, a great humiliation to the Song family. Song Tiandao had already told him that the administrative department, the Disciplinary Bureau, the Futai yamen, and the Guiyang government had all sent people to the prison to inspect and had made proper arrangements for his daughter. They wouldn't let her suffer any grievances.

But how could the little princess of the Song family be thrown into prison? This was a provocation, a provocation of the prestige of the Western Paradise. Clearly, this was tit for tat revenge for Song Xiaoyu killing people in the streets and directly challenging the authority of the patrol officer.

Song Tiandao looked at Song Yingming and asked, "Father, have your son go to Guiyang and rescue little sister."

Song Yingming gently shook his head. "Since Ye Mengxiong has taken such a stance, he won't easily back down. You can't do it. I will personally go to deal with this old bear."

Song Yingming slowly rose and walked out of the hall step by step. As he walked, he said, "Send out invitations. Invite Officer Cheng, Officer Shangmaqiao, Officer Hongfan, Officer Papaya, Officer Shuidong, Officer Di Stockade, and Officer Raising Dragon Pit to Guiyang!"

As a political oligarch, how could Song Yingming be easy to deal with? He immediately understood that Ye Mengxiong's actions weren't targeted at his daughter. Instead, he was using the good opportunity his daughter had provided to start a game with the Song family of Shuidong.

Ever since Ye Mengxiong took office, he had first controlled all of the Guiyang government and then allowed Ye Xiaotian to interfere in the affairs of the Shiqian and Tongren prefectures. As for other places, Ye Mengxiong only had a deterrent effect. It was very difficult for him to command them with ease.

Three-quarters of the Yelang homeland was controlled by the An family of Shuidong, the Song family of Shuidong, and the Yang family of Bozhou. Ye Mengxiong wanted to use this opportunity to extend his claws into the territory of the Song family of Shuidong. This great Buddha who guarded the "Little Western Paradise" had no choice but to move to Guiyang government and fight in the guest territory with the inspector Ye Mengxiong.

Facing a tyrant like Ye Mengxiong, Song Yingming did not dare to take him lightly. Since he had decided to fight, he naturally invited all his subordinates and allies to exert the greatest pressure on Ye Mengxiong and go all out to solve the crisis.

…

"Xiao An is dead?"

Ye Xiao An was singing in Tongren Pear Garden. The news that he was beaten to death because of a conflict with a fan reached Crouching Bull Ridge. Mother Ye was devastated. The white-haired person sent the black-haired person off. Mother Ye cried until she fainted several times. Old Ye was a man after all. His control over his emotions was far better than Mother Ye's, but he was also tearful and sad.

Sister Ye had always looked down on her husband's cowardice and incompetence. After he became rich, he ate, drank, whored, and gambled. She hated him even more. The husband and wife were not on good terms. However, when one married a chicken, one had to follow the chicken. With such a person standing there, she hated him and wanted him to disappear. Now that he really was gone, she felt like the sky had collapsed.

Li Dazhuang was now in Crouching Bull Ridge. He was like a "housekeeper", second only to the position of "premier". Above him was the chieftain himself. However, the current power of Crouching Bull Ridge had not grown to the point where there was a need to establish a "premier" who had the power to control internal and external affairs, as well as civil and military affairs. As a result, he was the number one civil official under Ye Xiaotian.

Hearing that Ye Xiao An had been beaten to death, the black-bellied Li Dazhuang was actually secretly delighted. He was really annoyed by that Tu She Old Master, but Ye Xiao 'an was Ye Xiaotian's blood brother. Even the Palm Print Madam was wary of him, so what could Li Dazhuang do?

Now that Ye Xiao An was dead, Li Dazhuang was truly overjoyed. He wanted to rush to the highest point of Crouching Bull Ridge and cheer. However, of course, he could not do that. Li Dazhuang tried hard to prepare his emotions for a long time in front of the mirror. When he left his residence and walked into the chieftain's courtyard at the back of the mountain, he already had a sorrowful expression. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his face was gloomy.

"My condolences, old master …"

Li Dazhuang's lips trembled. He held old man Ye's arm and consoled him with a sobbing voice. He then turned to mother Ye and raised his sleeve to wipe his eyes. He used a piece of ginger hidden in his sleeve to wipe his eyes. When he put down his sleeve again, his eyes were already blurred with tears.

"Old madam, you must take care of yourself! Madam Doni, quickly help the old madam to rest. How can we deal with her body if she suffers from exhaustion? Madam Tu She, your student will immediately send someone to report the grievous news to the chieftain. In a moment, your student will rush to Tongren and bring the chieftain back. "

Seeing Li Dazhuang reveal his true feelings, old man Ye and sister-in-law Ye were very moved. Madam Ye said, "Thank you, Mr Li, for your concern. I will go with you to Tongren, to … to bring him back …"

Before she could say a word, sister-in-law Ye burst into tears again. Tao Si's mother hurriedly went up to comfort her. At this moment, Duo Ni had already helped mother Ye, whose eyes were red and swollen like peaches, to the back of the screen.

"Alright, then your student will arrange a carriage for Madam Tu She."

Li Dazhuang said sorrowfully and walked out of the room with heavy steps. After leaving the courtyard, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Guiyang prefecture. He thought to himself, "This bastard, he could have died at any other time. Why did he have to choose this time to die? Even his death is annoying. It is not good to deliberately delay announcing the funeral. His excellency has gone to Guiyang to distribute the fruits. It is better not to delay his official business … "