The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

The doctor connected the broken bone to Zhao Anyang, and the two maids waited for Zhao Anyang to drink a bowl of analgesic decoction, and Master Zhao Er realized that he had come back to life again. Of course, if Zhao Lingyun did not sit on the side holding a teapot, Master Zhao Er could be in a better mood.

"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Zhao Lingyun asked.

Zhao Anyang nodded, then, he didn't want to talk to Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun: "That's OK, if it doesn't hurt, then we'll talk about business."

Zhao Anyang's heart suddenly mentioned his throat again, what else?

Zhao Lingyun: "What's your expression? I think I'm going to harm you? No-brainer, do you think your business is over?"

Zhao Anyang: "What did I do?"

Zhao Lingyun: "I know what you did? When you went to make trouble with Tao Qian, did you tell me?"

Zhao Lingyun: "I..."

"Don't," Zhao Lingyun raised his hand and shook Zhao Anyang, and said: "What have you discussed with Tao Qian, don't tell me, I don't owe you."

Zhao Anyang said loudly: "I didn't discuss anything with Tao Zisheng."

Zhao Lingyun: "Whatever you say, it has nothing to do with me. I just tell you, don't stay at home, go to the family temple."

Zhao Anyang immediately became emotional: "Are you going to drive me out of the house?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Did you have anything to do? You can only think about me, you can't hold anything else in your mind? I want to kick you out of the house? Why don't you ask, Huangcheng Did the Secretary just let you go?"

Zhao Anyang's face changed, and his voice became a little worried, "Are they going to arrest me for questioning?"

"I don't know this," Zhao Lingyun said: "Your sister-in-law, she is kind, thinking that Xiao Zheng can take good care of you, and said to send you to the family temple to recuperate. But I, I'm not a good person, you die I won’t manage you anymore.”

Zhao Anyang: "So this is Jiang, is this the meaning of sister-in-law?"

"It's what I and Uncle Wu mean," Zhao Lingyun said coldly: "I'm just telling you, your sister-in-law is kind-hearted, she has never met a **** like you in her life, so she is worried about who will take care of it. your business."

Zhao Anyang dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"What I mean, I have a bad heart. I don't worry about your broken leg. If you go to the family temple and stay there, it's an escape," Zhao Lingyun said: "The people from the Imperial City Division gave me a day. Tomorrow I will go out and run favors for your bastard, not for you, I am for our old Zhao family."

Zhao Anyang said: "Then when can I come back?"

Zhao Lingyun: "When will the affairs of Gao Qianli be settled, and when will you come back."

Master Zhao Er was anxious, "Isn't it Tao Zisheng's business?"

Master Zhao: "Is the bitter master of bitter Tao a thousand miles tall? What happened? The crimes of others who suffered from a thousand miles away don't exist in your Zhao Er? The **** Tao is dead, but who knows later, will it? Someone will pull you out again? Who told you not to mix with good people, you have to mix with a bitch?"

"Don't think of yourself as a sweet potato," Zhao Lingyun said disgustedly: "You are just a pile of **** now, okay? Uncle Wu is afraid that you will tire all of us. The Tao family's example is here. Standing in front of him, Wu Tang Uncle, if he is cruel and black spot, he must kill you now. What about me, I think it’s bad luck, who let me have a baby with you? When our old mother gave birth to you, I should take you Press the drowning in the urinal."

Zhao Anyang: "..."

What they said when their old mother scolded the boss, now the boss threw him on his head.

"I deserve it, I take it," Zhao Lingyun said, "But Zhao Anyang, let's put the ugly words to the fore. Before this matter is over, you have to run out of the family temple. Don't blame me for not taking care of you anymore. Not only do I care about you, I will definitely kill you."

The second master Zhao was silent.

"Speak!" Zhao Lingyun shouted at his brother.

Zhao Anyang: "My leg is broken, how can I run?"

"Who knows this," Zhao Lingyun sneered: "Can I count on cattle to do personnel affairs?"

"I am also the imperial order officer anyhow!" Zhao Anyang couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhao Lingyun: "Okay, you order the official shit, your official is our Lao Tzu who is dying, and the first emperor asks for it. This is the official you earned back? This is our Lao Tzu's old face. Don't take it. I'm begging you to come back, you're a trash thing."

"Also, can you keep this fifth grade official of yours?" Zhao Lingyun looked at Zhao Anyang contemptuously, "Tao Qian gave his life to him, so why don't you have a shit?"

Is this still human? If Master Zhao Er could move, he would fight with Zhao Lingyun right now. Where are you standing? Tao Qian died, so I have to come up with something to do it? Are you fighting for Tao Qian?

"What else do you want to say?" Zhao Lingyun asked.

Zhao Anyang shook his head.

"Come here," Zhao Lingyun shouted at the door.

Yao Er ran in with the people.

"Carry away," Zhao Lingyun pointed to Zhao Anyang who was lying on the bed, and said to Yao Er.

Yao Er didn't dare to say anything more. Seeing his master didn't have any problems, Yao Er took two of his servants and lifted Zhao Anyang from the bed to a chair, and then carried Zhao Anyang out of the house.

Outside the house, two elders were waiting for Zhao Anyang.

Zhao Lingyun said, "Why did your second elder come here?"

A clan elder said: "The fifth one asked us to come over. We have to watch Hengnan enter the family temple."

Zhao Anyang's face became more gloomy, and Zhao Zhang, the old man, even called two clan elders to look at him? Does this old man take him as a prisoner now?

Zhao Lingyun took a few glances in the yard. The two goods, gourd and winter melon, couldn't do serious tasks, and his people seemed to be unreliable. When he saw Dali standing at the gate of the courtyard, Zhao Lingyun rushed forward and shouted, "Dali."

Vigorously ran over, and a stop before Zhao Lingyun, like an iron tower.

"You go to the family temple," Zhao Lingyun said to Dali: "If you want someone to be a demon, you can do it, beat it to death and pull it down."

While speaking, Zhao Lingyun stared at Zhao Anyang.

The two clan elders think that Zhao Lingyun's words have been over, how can you let someone beat your brother to death? Slaves commit crimes, and it is their own brother who killed them. Is this a human officer?

Regardless of whether it is appropriate or not, Dali nodded to Zhao Lingyun and said, "Yes, the small one took it down."

"Don't care who this person is, you'll be over if you kill it," Zhao Lingyun emphasized to Dali again.

Dali said with a solemn expression: "The big master, don't worry, if someone is a demon, the young one will definitely kill him."

"Okay, let's go," Zhao Lingyun let go.

"Hurry up," he turned his head vigorously and urged Yao Er in a vicious voice.

Seeing the two servants carrying Zhao Anyang about to leave, a clan elder asked, "Hengnan, don't you go to see your mother?"

Zhao Anyang shook his head and said, "I have no face to see her now."

"Heh," Zhao Lingyun sneered, hugging his arms, and said, "You have no face now? Haven't you been faceless and skinless all the time?"

"Let's go," another old tribe said with a headache: "Stop talking."

Going on, who knows if these two brothers will do it?