The Gold Medal Toolman of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 113 I Don’t Want to Be a Licking Dog (3)

Only at a life-threatening moment can you know who is good to you.

Cao Pengju gritted his teeth and looked at Zhenzhen: "Take out the house deed and land deed!"

Zhenzhen twitched and said, "Master, please don't accuse me unfairly. I have never heard of any house deed or land deed."

"You bitch!"

Cao Pengju wanted to beat her to death, but he was tied up with a rope, so he couldn't do it.

Shui Miaomiao cheerfully untied the rope on Cao Pengju's body, and kindly helped him connect his arm, and stood aside to watch the show.

Unexpectedly, Cao Peng pulled a hairpin from Zhenzhen's head, and tied it on Shui Miaomiao's body with his backhand.

"what!"

Screams rang out, and Cao Peng raised his left arm. This time it was not dislocated, but broken.

Originally, Shui Miaomiao wanted to break both of them, but when she thought about it, she had to keep her right hand to write the divorce letter, so she endured it.

Cao Pengju gritted his teeth in pain, and squeezed the fracture.

White bones pierced out from under the skin, and blood dripped down, scaring the maids and women in the yard to scream.

Shui Miaomiao played with the hairpin in her hand: "Remember to eat but not to fight."

"Poison woman!"

"I'm not as poisonous as you." Shui Miaomiao glanced at Zhenzhen: "Bring out the house deed, land deed, and my dowry jewelry to me neatly. Otherwise, I'll make a bastard mark on your face."

Zhenzhen is still stubborn: "The slave family has never seen it before."

The two of them were indeed a couple. Perhaps the pain stimulated Cao Pengju's nerves, and his attitude changed drastically: "You can kill or cut him into pieces. There is no real estate deed."

Shui Miaomiao hooked up the rope on the ground with her feet, slowly wrapped it around Cao Pengju's neck, stretched her hands apart, and kicked him on the back with one foot: "It seems that you really can't remember."

Cao Peng made a gurgling sound in his throat.

Shui Miaomiao put more strength on her hands and looked around at the maids and women: "I believe you all know who my father is, so you can weigh it yourself."

Someone smart quickly ran into Zhenzhen's room, obviously ready to please the new master.

Cao Pengju's neck was strangled, the pressure on his head and face increased, the capillaries under his skin were ruptured, his eyes protruded, and his face was swollen from the beating just now, making him look extremely hideous.

When Zhenzhen saw him like this, her psychological defense was finally broken: "I'll take it, I'll take it!"

"Say it earlier, how nice it is."

Shui Miaomiao then let go.

Cao Pengju lay limp on the ground and coughed violently.

Shui Miaomiao stepped on him with one foot: "Write the divorce letter, and get out of here with your sweetheart, and don't let me see you again."

Walking on the edge of life and death, Cao Pengju didn't act like a demon again, and quickly took out the house deeds, the deeds of sale of all the servants, and even Zhenzhen's deeds of sale.

It's just dowry jewellery, many of which have been secretly sold by Zhenzhen, leaving some worthless.

Shui Miaomiao pinched Zhenzhen's deed of sale: "Cao Pengju is not short of you, you are not short of food, you are not short of clothes, what do you want so much money for?"

Zhenzhen fell to the ground and cried.

When she had cried enough, she said that her brother had been deceived into going to the casino, lost everything, and then sold her to the Cao Mansion, and kept asking her for money.

Alas, in a society where men are superior to women, women are miserable.

Shui Miaomiao handed Zhenzhen's contract of prostitution to her: "Why do women make things difficult for women?"

Cao Pengju's face was still ferocious, but he gritted his teeth and finished writing the divorce letter and took his fingerprints.

Shui Miaomiao had never seen a divorce letter before, so she took it into her hand out of curiosity and saw that it was quite particular.

The author of the book, Cao Pengju, was from Ziyang County, Hanyin County. He decided to marry Mrs. Lin through a matchmaker. Unexpectedly, after they got married, she made many mistakes, which was in line with the seven rules. Because she missed the love between husband and wife, she couldn't bear to express her wish. He returned to his sect and allowed himself to remarry. There was no objection, and the letter of divorce was true.

May [-], the second year of Zhenlong
palm as mark
Shui Miaomiao's cultural level is limited, but she also knows that there is no such year as "Zhenlong" in real history.

It's pretty good, at least I know it's an imaginary novel, no wonder it's so popular.

I also know that I am currently in Ziyang County.

If it is based on the real map structure, Ziyang County is located in the upper reaches of the Han River and at the northern foot of Daba Mountain. It has no scorching heat in summer and no severe cold in winter. It is rich in rice and tea. In ancient times, it was also a land of plenty.

Could it be that Lin Dawu is selling tea?
Having got everything they needed, Shui Miaomiao was in a good mood, and asked Cao Pengju and Zhenzhen to pack their things.

As for the money that was secretly taken, it's a couple's affair, let him see his arm.

Shui Miaomiao sent the two to the gate, said goodbye hypocritically, and closed the gate forcefully.

Turning around, looking at the servant girl who was kneeling on the ground in front of her, she twitched the corners of her mouth: "I plan to sell this yard, you should keep it to serve the new master."

"lady."

Granny Liu, who had been slapped before, crawled over on her knees: "A villain has eyes but can't see Mount Tai."

Shui Miaomiao didn't bother to pay attention to her, walked around and walked straight away.

Speaking of which, she had to thank Cao Pengju, the servants of the entire Cao Mansion were all sold in, which saved her from worrying.

Back in Remnant Lotus Courtyard, Huang Li stood at the door of the room in a daze. From her expression, it could be seen that she was in a daze.

"Little Oriole~" Shui Miaomiao handed her the box in her hand: "Clean it up by category, and I'll sell the yard in a while."

Oriole stupidly took it in his hand: "What did the lady say?"

"I said, put the house deed and land deed in one piece, the sale deed in one piece, and other land property shops, etc. You can look at it and sort it out."

Huang Li looked at the box in disbelief: "My uncle really gave it to you?"

"Don't call me uncle from now on. I've got the divorce papers." Shui Miaomiao looked at the empty table: "Where's the food?"

"Heat it on the stove."

I have to say that the little girl Huang Li cooks quite deliciously.

The quantity is just too little.

Shui Miaomiao just had an event and was already hungry, so she had to tell the nonsense she had made up before: "I forgot to tell you that when I hanged myself, a god saved me and taught me martial arts. , your miss, I have a big appetite now."

Oriole was immersed in organizing things when she heard these words and raised her head in confusion: "Miss."

"I'm not full!"

Oriole hurried to cook.

Shui Miaomiao lay paralyzed on the bed, looking at the tent on the top of the bed boredly, thinking that such a silly girl should just marry her off.

Anyway, he had to go find the fifth prince, and it would be inconvenient to take her with him.

Also, I can no longer call myself Lin Miaomiao.

With this name, it is impossible to marry the Fifth Prince.

Thinking of this, Shui Miaomiao suddenly realized that what Cao Pengju wrote was the second year of Zhenlong, so did the emperor just ascend the throne, or did he change his year name?
If he had just ascended the throne, was his fifth son born?
Rushing to the kitchen, she pulled Oriole: "Let me ask you, how old is the emperor?"

Huang Li was confused: "I don't know."

Shui Miaomiao became more determined to marry her off.

"Where is the prince? How old is he?"

Huang Li replied stupidly: "There is no prince in this dynasty."

The water is wilting.

Under normal circumstances, the princes are the eldest sons, and there is not even a prince. How can there be five princes?
"Forget it, you cook."

Before leaving, Shui Miaomiao asked without giving up: "What about the fifth prince?"

Huang Li suddenly became excited: "The Fifth Prince has just turned [-], and he was ordered to visit Ziyang County last year. I took a sneak peek at it, and it looks pretty good."

"anthomaniac."

Shui Miaomiao left satisfied.

Just turned twenty.

Here I come, little fresh meat!

(End of this chapter)