At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"What about you? How did you treat my aunt?"

The corners of Pei Ji's eyes were red, and he wanted to tear Meng Chang into pieces and feed it to the dogs, but veins popped out in his skinny palms.

He laughed sadly and continued: "The concubine is born earlier than the legitimate daughter in the house."

"Uncle Yongchang might have been having an affair with the Wu family long before marriage. He asked to marry his aunt just to gain the power of my Pei family."

"Seeing the collapse of my Pei family, I let my concubines oppress my mistress. Such people spoil their concubines and destroy their wives, and they talk nonsense."

"Are you still here pretending to be crazy and trying to catch me, the top prodigy in the new science, to admit your marriage?"

Pei Ji pointed his hand back and said loudly: "Today I will say that the old slave behind me is your father. Do you recognize it or not?"

"It would be extremely unfilial to deny you. You are a bastard who doesn't even recognize your own father."

Meng Chang gritted his teeth and cursed: "You fart, my father is the former Uncle Yongchang, how can he be such a despicable person!"

Pei Ji smiled and shook his head and made a gesture.

The old slave behind him turned him around and faced the onlookers.

The man opened his hands and slowly raised them, smiling: "Please take a look."

"Mr. Meng has really blinded the interests of the Yongchang Mansion. He even disowns his own father."

The onlookers laughed, knowing that Pei Ji was talking nonsense, but they were happy to agree.

Regardless of whether they are from aristocratic families or descendants of Daliang's founders, they all have interests that ordinary people cannot have.

If someone falls, although these benefits will not fall into their hands, it would be nice to be able to drink some soup along with them.

Meng Chang's heart was pounding, his temples were swollen and painful, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

He turned around, looked around, picked up a tea cup on the coffee table, and then hit Pei Ji hard on the back of the head.

Chen Qiu, who came with people, saw him from a distance, his pupils narrowed slightly.

The Pei family only has a single seedling, which was finally dug out from the old forest of Hansen Mountain in Beihan, Youzhou.

Sharp arrows pierced the air, one shot out, and another was immediately connected.

The arrow shot from behind pushed the arrow in front forward, flew forward, and shot through the tea cup.

The closed door of the Jiangling Marquis Mansion will open at some point.

The young man in red holds a crossbow and aims at Meng Chang with his head tilted slightly.

"My mother was an orphan from Liangzhou, and was saved by my father from the hooves of the Huns."

"I don't know Uncle Yongchang. Mr. Meng, it's better not to mistakenly identify your relatives."

As she spoke, she adjusted the crossbow in her hand and sighed:

"It's no wonder that Yu Heng is too outstanding. He passed the top prize at the age of nine. Who wouldn't want a junior like Yu Heng?"

She smiled at her uncles and aunts who were watching, and the elderly aunt suddenly felt her heart melt.

Waving a handkerchief, he said loudly: "My master is an engineering major and is not a high official. I welcome the Marquis of Jiangling to come over and play. My home is..."

"So shameless! Hey, I live in... come and play when you have time!"

Pei Ji's hands were shaking slightly, and he whispered to the old slave to push him away quickly.

A ruined body like his should find a dark corner to survive.

If he hadn't learned that Marquis Jiangling was moving today, he wouldn't have wanted to take a look from a distance.

He never expected to encounter such a thing, and it was inconvenient for the child to come forward. His Pei family failed to protect his aunt and cousin.

You can't, and you still can't vent your anger on your cousin's son. The worst possible outcome is death.

The old slave was unmoved and sighed: "The old slave is old. He may leave one day. Who will take care of the young master's food and daily life at that time?"

"Besides, don't you want to see Miss Cousin again, sir?"

"Shut up, are you the master or am I the master?"

Pei Ji gritted his teeth, with red threads in his eyes, and rolled the wheel by himself.

However, the old slave was stuck. No matter how hard Pei Ji tried, it was all in vain.

Meng Chang opened the corner of the curtain, looked at the crossbow arrow in Xie Yuheng's hand, trembled all over, and quickly lowered the curtain.

Meng Chang hid his body to the side and said loudly: "How outrageous! Is this how your mother taught you to disobey your elders?"

"You are a bold thief, disrupting public order at the foot of the Imperial City, with ulterior motives. Take him away!"

Chen Qiu wears a bamboo hat and a raincoat and rides a tall horse.

After giving the order, the imperial guards following behind him immediately grabbed Meng Chang from the carriage and tied him into a ball.

Meng Chang was dumbfounded and struggled: "Commander Chen, have you mistaken the wrong person? I did not disturb public order."

"Why not? Look at how scared I am, the prodigy of the Liang Dynasty. If something goes wrong from the scare, can you, with your stupid brain, afford to pay for it?"

Chen Qiu held the reins and pointed. Meng Chang looked around and saw the kid holding the crossbow just now.

His hands were empty, and he hid behind his brother in fear, with only half of his furry head exposed.

Meng Chang was so depressed that he wanted to vomit three liters of blood, even though it wasn't like this just now!

Just as he was about to explain that he was Xie Yuheng's grandfather, the Forbidden Army stuffed a ball of smelly socks into his mouth.

Meng Chang has been pampered and pampered since he was a child. He has never been treated like this before.

In this compartment, Meng Chang was just thrown onto the horse and enjoying a bath in rootless water.

Over there, Zhuang Yun came out of Hanguang Gate in a rage. He saw the people from the Forbidden Army Camp from a distance, and he supported the wall and wailed:

"My political achievements——"

After all, it was a step too late.

It turned out that when Meng Chang first asked the boy to call the door, the guard standing guard at Hanguang Gate saw him and immediately reported it to the boss.

After hearing this, the leader thought for a moment that it was inconvenient for Jing Zhaoyin and the patrolmen from the City Defense Department to take action. After thinking about it, he went directly to Chen Qiu to talk about the matter.

"That's why Uncle Chen saved Yu Heng from fire and water in time." Xie Yuheng thanked Chen Qiu with his hands in hand.

Chen Qiu waved his hand, "Verbal thanks are so superficial."

"Hmm... let's do it. Do you have those soft rolled cakes from earlier? Give me some."

"That one requires an oven. The Jiangling Marquis Mansion hasn't had time to build it yet. How about Uncle Chen replace it with something else?"

Chen Qiu touched his chin, thinking about what he wanted to eat. There were too many things he wanted to eat, and it was all thanks to the excellent training of the cooks at Xie's Academy.

If it weren't for the severe flood situation in the south of the Yangtze River recently, he would have asked His Majesty for a leave of absence and went directly to the Jiangling Marquis Mansion to have a meal.

The familiar conversation between the two made Meng Chang tremble on the horse. The man didn't tell him that this little brat was very familiar with Commander Chen.

The onlookers also communicated with their eyes. They didn't even know this news before!

Who is Chen Qiu!

The commander of the guards of the two cities in charge of the forbidden military camp, the most popular person around the emperor!

He works as a valet in normal times, but in wartime he wears armor and goes into battle as a vanguard. The children of Youzhou change their expressions when they see him!

After sending Chen Qiu away, many of the onlookers also dispersed.

Xie Yuheng took the umbrella, walked step by step towards the man trapped in the four-wheeled vehicle, and called softly: "Uncle Pei."

Pei Ji trembled slightly and covered his face with his skinny hands, not wanting Xie Yuheng to see him.

"The Marquis of Jiangling has admitted the wrong person. I... am just a villain who admires Uncle Pei Tong. He is so idle on weekdays that he only pretends to be deceptive."

"Is that right?"

Xie Yuheng walked up to him, tilted his head and asked.

Pei Ji nodded casually, "Yes, yes, yes."

"But I heard my mother say that she was bullied by the kids next door when she was young, and it was Uncle Pei who stood up for her."